blog 14

right now, I am sitting at my desk listing to Peter Tosh classics; and doing my home work witch is to wright this blog. Out side it is cloudy and cold but, you can see the sun shine trying to break through the clouds. The weather can relate to me because, I am disappointed that I have to do home work but, I am trying to use music to cheer up. Out side the clouds represent home work and the small bit of the sun light is the music.

blog 13

Wow what happened, I think to my self. I open my eyes looking up at the grated light through the vines. looking down I see that my legs are scratched and pallor. My thoughts were jumbled; I speculated what had just happened to me. I stood up, and walked out of the jungle. "Awesome" fruit, I saw loads of them hanging from the tree ahead. I am so hungery I could devour them all. Branch by branch, I made my way to the fruits at the top of the tree. I picked one and ate it, it was delicious. While eating my fruits, I heard a strident roar. I climbed down as fast as could, I hopped on to the tall grasses below, and run out of the jungle making a clamber. Threw the trees and vines, I could see the white sandy beach. In a small lagoon ahead, their was a fat boy holding a big shell and blowing on it. This is probably vain and stupid by the looks. There was a older boy with lighter hair that was trying to interpose on the fat boy.