Strange Dream

The Giant Blue Man, the Fat Bald Man, and I

Last night, I had one of the strangest dreams that I have ever had. In my dream, I was in my house with my dad, a lady, a fat, bald man, and a man with a mustache. We were all sitting down, but suddenly we all stood up and went to look out the window. Outside, there stood a giant man with a gas mask and a bright blue suit. This man was at least a hundred feet tall. I went outside and looked at the man closer. After looking at him, I tripped and tried running back inside. The giant then turned towards my house, and I knew he was going to destroy the house, so I ran into our pantry, where I found the fat, bald man eating some food. I told him that we could live in the pantry with food forever, but he said that we couldn't because then we would have to be vegans. I then ran out of the pantry, and told all the other people to get inside the pantry because the giant was ripping apart our house, but as they ran, the giant grabbed my dad and ate him. After the woman and the man with the mustache were inside, I went inside and closed the door behind me to find that the pantry had turned into a multi-story warehouse. The giant started to break into the warehouse-pantry. I was sincerely frightened, so the four remaining people, including me, ran and hid. When the giant broke through the roof, the, the first person he found was the man with the mustache, so he ate that man, and while the giant was breaking apart the walls of the warehouse, something happened to me, so that no one acknowledged me anymore. I can only assume that I got eaten, because all I did after that was watch the lady and the bald man hide. Then soon afterward, the giant fell over and the two remaining people found that he was a giant robot. They then found an airplane in the warehouse and flew it to New York, which was being attacked by a giant robot, like my house, but the robot attacking New York was a giant yellow duck that dropped bowling balls on everything bellow it. I woke up after that. It was a very strange dream.

(The Pictures are completely random)

Rabk -Part 13

Forest Battle
Rabk - Part 13

"Now, boy," said Hook, his gun still pointed at Rabk's face. "Where is Peter?" Rabk rolled his eyes. "Don't you get the fact that I don't know where Peter is or who he is?" "Don't you get the fact that I have twenty men ready to shoot you if you don't tell me where Peter is?" Beowulf raised his hand like a shy schoolchild. "OK, I'm sure there is a better way of handling this situation." Hook turned and pointed his pistol at Beowulf. "Quiet, you! I'll deal with your predicament after I'm finished with my current patient." Taking the opportunity of having Hook's head turned, Rabk drew his sword and hit Hook on the head with it. As Hook, once again, fell unconscious, Rabk grabbed him and held Hook in front of himself. All Hook's men had their guns turned towards Rabk now. "Put down your weapons!" yelled Rabk, putting his sword to Hook's neck, "Or I'll kill him!" The surprised men slowly put their guns to the ground and put their hands in the air. Rabk looked at Burt and Beowulf and nodded. All three ran off trough the hoard of pirates, leaving Hook to fall to the ground. The pirates immediately grabbed their guns and shot after the three travellers. "You better have a plan!" yelled Beowulf. "Nonsense," replied Rabk, "People in books always make daring escapes!" "Sorry to interrupt," put in Burt, "But those pirates don't care about daring escapes, and now their chasing us!" After a couple minutes of running and letting Rabk think, Beowulf yelled at him, "Well?" Rabk swallowed and replied, "We'll just keep running and hope for a miracle!" "Oh, so heroic!" said Beowulf, rolling his eyes. Suddenly, four giant turtles and a green thing hopped out of the forest trees. The four turtles were just in ninja gear and started fighting the pirates off. Whenever they hit someone, a giant onomatopoeia in all-caps appeared in the sky. All the green thing did was get up, brush himself off and look at them. He had only one large eye in the middle of his head. He waved and said "Hi! I'm Mike Wazowski!" Then the green thing ran off. Rabk didn't notice the green thing, though, he just smiled and stared at the turtles. He had watched them on TV when he was a child. After the last of the pirates ran off, the turtles turned and said "Cowabunga, dude!" Beowulf looked at them in a strange way. "And who are you?" "Dude!" responded one of the turtles, "We're teenage, mutant, and ninjas! What do you think? And what are you doing here dudes?" "We are trying to find the library." said Burt cautiously. "Dude!" said another turtle, "Your so close to it! C'mon! We'll bring you there!" So off they group went, following the turtles, and soon, the forest disappeared and a city appeared. Suddenly, on a small street, the turtles stopped. "Here we are, dudes!" "What?" said Burt, looking at the small, pink cottage they had stopped next to. "This is the great library? The one that holds every book ever written?" Beowulf, looking up, said "Burt, I think that we are under the library. Burt looked up and found a skyscraper, hovering sideways above their heads.

To Be Continued.........

Youth at Work

Youth Group Work Day

Today was the last official work day for my youth group. So far, we have had three work days over the past two weeks. Our youth group is having a missions trip to Shonto, Arizona, on an Indian Reservation, where we help people there to fix, build, and paint buildings down there. To prepare for the trip, we were required to spend at least one day helping to work at our church. Our job was to clear the cut down all the weeds in the 2 and 1/2 acres behind our church within the three 4 hour periods we had to work on it. To do this, we had three main jobs assigned to us. The first job was to weed-whack, or cut down the weeds. We did this with the church owned weed-whackers, some of which didn't even work. The second job was to rake all the weeds cut down into piles, so that the third group could get all the weeds into bags. Three days we worked, and although we did not accomplish our goal of cutting down all the weeds, we did very good for a small group of teenagers with a few weed-whackers that hardly worked.We will probably have some more work days to finish the job, but we will probably only need 1 or 2 more days before it is finished.

A Balloon for Your Viewing Pleasure

Stuffed Give-Aways

Giving Away our Stuffed Animals

Today, my older sister and I decided that we would give away some of our stuffed animals that we played with as children. We are still keeping some of the stuffed animals, but giving away the ones we have no sentimental attachment for. Bring out all these stuffed animals reminded us of our life as young children. We found our first stuffed animals, three dogs. My older sister has Peanuts, a stuffed dog with half its nose bitten off from when my sister tried to get Jello of its nose, and I have Apples, a dog with no nose because I pulled it off when trying to clean some smoothie off of it, and Chuckles, a dog who had a nose that twisted and that we said needed pills to keep him from laughing. These three dogs were the first three that we decided not to give away. We were also reminded on how we used to always play with them together. Each 'guy' animal had a wife, 'girl', animal. Some of our matches for animals were just strange. We had a snake matched up with a skunk, and a mouse matched up with a spider, but it was always so fun. We found the sunglasses that were put on the bad guys of the day and that sometimes were the bad guys by themselves. We also remembered how we used to tie a rope around each other's waist and climb down the edge of the staircase to get a stuffed animal that had fallen on the ledge between the staircases. We also used to tie a rope to a stuffed animal we didn't like and toss it over the edge of the staircase to keep our sister from coming up. It would distract her, and keep her down there because we would put it just outside of her reach, where she was unable to get it, but was also thought that if she kept reaching, she would get it. The last memory I had was of the first time when my older sister said that she wouldn't play with the stuffed animals with me. I was so sad. After she stopped playing with me, my stuffed animals were never played with each other again, but I used them to make wars. Although I remember sad memories, I also remembered good memories, which make me very happy, and now, with the stuffed animals given away, some other children will be able to create their own good memories.

A Poem Written

Last week, we read a poem in English Class that personified eggs. We then were given the assignment to personify some non-human or inanimate object and give this object thoughts and feelings. I got a 20/20 on this assignment. Enjoy!


The Life of A Pillow

By Brahms Lewis

Like an appliance, the pillow sits,

Waiting to be used,

But like a servant, the pillow hopes

It will not be abused.

On the bed, the pillow lies,

Dreading the nights to come,

For that is when the master comes,

Who thinks the pillow’s dumb.

When down the man lies on the pillow,

The servant gets to work,

Holding the master’s head up high,

Massaging the aches that lurk.

Like an oxen at the plow,

The pillow’s work is hard,

Keeping up a head so large,

Which smells of stale lard,

But when the rooster crows again,

It is a joyful bell,

For the head will rise again,

And the pillow, again, is well.

East Coast - Day 11, 12, & 13

This part of my travel journal is about our last actual sight-seeing day and our two days on our way home.

Tues. June 6, 2006; 9:45pm (East Coast Time) -
We went to the Crayola factory in Easton today. We made clay figures. My mom made a snake, my dad made an Octopus, Miriam made a yo-yo, and Shannon made two flowers and a plumb which she mixed up and made a ball out of it. I made a lasso, a flat crab, and a snail. Miriam got to stuffed crayons today. [I left a lot out of the whole day. The day was actually very interesting. We saw a model of a canal and we saw how canals worked. I also saw the world's longest blue crayon. I also had my first true understanding of stop-motion animation here. If you want to see some work that came out of this understanding, go to my YouTube channel {www.youtube.com/rabkdoomfish}.]

Wednesday, June 7, 2006; 2:30pm (East Coast Time) -
We are waiting for our airplane home. I didn't want to go home. I had a very good time in the East Coast.

Wednesday, June 7, 2006; Time Unknown -
I do not know what time it is. I am on the airplane. I met a man with no legs named George. I got a whole can of ginger ale!

Wednesday, June 7, 2006; Time Unknown -
I saw St. Louis! [Please remember that I was 10 at the time and that my comments might be a little like a ten year-old's comments. We saw St. Louis from the sky. The pilot pointed it out to us.]

Thursday, June 8, 2006; 9:15am (West Coast Time) -
We are back home in El Dorado Hills. It feels so good that we are back home.