March 22, 2010

Mika and Camila in their latest classes

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March 14, 2010

my cup cake maker

Today i went to the flea market in oakland.My mom saw this cup cake maker for 5$ and wanted to change the price to 4$.It worked.MY mom and i are now making cupcakes with the cup cake maker. I love how it only takes 20 minutes to make. all you have to do is add water to the cup cake mix and put it in the microwave for 30 seconds. It is so easy.

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March 7, 2010

The feared hornatapelles

Michaela has decided to create her own mythological religion (to be named). This religion will feature many wondrous mythological creatures, starting with the hornatapelles - pictured and described below.

First drawing of the hornatapelles


The hornatapelles and a human victim


Description of the hornatapelles

The hornatapelles has a bright red tail that has a swiggly line at the top. His body is a bright red oval. His legs are straight but they end in a sideway. He has a very straight neck that always has a blue collar. He has a purple face with brown eyes and a gray mouth. He has 8 orange horns around his face. He has four horns on his back, also orange.

The hornatapelles likes to eat grizzly bears and soggy fish. He likes to drink human blood. He usually tries to find sour blood in trees but he is so dumb he walks into them. Usually he will disguise himself as a huge dalmatian puppy when he's trying to drink blood. He'll pretend that his foot is hurt and he doesn't have a collar on his neck, and he tries little girls and boys and adults to let him in. Then he tricks them and makes them think he is a nice puppy and then he bites them in the stomach, his favorite place from where to draw blood.

His favorite dessert is fish skin covered bear meat with strawberries on top.

The Hornatapelles superstition

If you believe in the hornatapelles and kill a fish, the hornatapelles will kill you and drink your blood.

The story of the hornatapelles (written by Mika)

Once there lived a hornatapelles and he loved to scratch his horns on his favorite tree, an oak tree. While he scratched he heard a noise. He demanded to his servant. While his back was turned the servant took his jewelry and scratched it with his sharp claws. Oh kind master please let me out of the castle walls. Well OK, he said. I will let you but, say, look at my jewelry, it is all scratched. Who did these, he demanded to the servant. I did, he squeaked. Will you fire me? Well, no, he said. Yes, OK. I will get you some water to calm down. OK?

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