I just finished reading the first Charlie Bone book. I loved it! It's kind of a washed out version of Harry Potter. Now I am reading The Spiderwick Chronicles. It was written by a Lemony Snicket Wanna be. Oh, speaking of, I read his latest book!! My dad got it for me (Isn't he awesome?), and I didn't even ask!! It is called, The Grim Grotto. I won't tell you anything exept this: Aye!!
And for those who haven't read The Series of Unfortunate Events, Rush to the Library right now!!!
Oct 16, 2004
Oct 13, 2004
The Lion or the Lady?
Once, in a Semi-Barbaric kingdom there lived a semi-barbaric king. The King couldn't think of a way to punish the criminals in that country.Then one night he lay awake racking his brain, he suddenly came up with this brilliant plan.His plan was this: The accused would stand in an arena. There were two doors in the arena. One held, a vicious starving lion, While in the other
stood a beautiful lady(Note that the lion was never behind the same door, nor the lady). The accused would then open a door, and that would decide his fate. If he opened the door behind which stood the lady, they were married at once (whether they wanted to or not). And if he opened the door with the lion,well, he got eaten. Well, this had been going on for some time when the princess and the kings man servant fell in love. There love was great, unstoppable. When the king found out he was rather amused. Why would a servant love a princess? It was of course against the law for a commoner to marry royalty. He decided to put the man in the arena. Now, the princess who was not stupid, found out in advance who the lady was, and behind which door she stood. The princes knew this lady. The lady and the princesses love talked often.In truth, the princess was jealous of the lady, for she had seen them talking often deeply and the lady blowing kisses to him. Then the day came. The king was especially interested in this case, considering his daughter was mixed up in it. Every eye was turned to the man in the arena, every breath was held.His gaze turned to hers,the princesses, and he needn't ask it with words. Which? He begged with his eyes. With a small quick gesture, she flicked her hand to the right. With proud steps and swinging arms, he walked to the right door, and opened it.
How many nights had the princess lay awake, pondering which door? Which?How many times had she imagained him opening the door with the lady, The priest coming out, the words I do, and the happy wedding procession through the streets of the city and her one shriek of grief and agony lost in a river of happy shouts. But how many equal times had she seen in her mind, the lion leaping out, and then, death. Wouldn't it be better for him to die then marry the lady? But oh, the blood the screams! But in the arena, in that quick moment, she knew which door it had to be . The question had been asked in a flash, and had to be answered in another. And now Fair reader, the question remains, and I leave you to answer it. The Lion or The Lady?
stood a beautiful lady(Note that the lion was never behind the same door, nor the lady). The accused would then open a door, and that would decide his fate. If he opened the door behind which stood the lady, they were married at once (whether they wanted to or not). And if he opened the door with the lion,well, he got eaten. Well, this had been going on for some time when the princess and the kings man servant fell in love. There love was great, unstoppable. When the king found out he was rather amused. Why would a servant love a princess? It was of course against the law for a commoner to marry royalty. He decided to put the man in the arena. Now, the princess who was not stupid, found out in advance who the lady was, and behind which door she stood. The princes knew this lady. The lady and the princesses love talked often.In truth, the princess was jealous of the lady, for she had seen them talking often deeply and the lady blowing kisses to him. Then the day came. The king was especially interested in this case, considering his daughter was mixed up in it. Every eye was turned to the man in the arena, every breath was held.His gaze turned to hers,the princesses, and he needn't ask it with words. Which? He begged with his eyes. With a small quick gesture, she flicked her hand to the right. With proud steps and swinging arms, he walked to the right door, and opened it.
How many nights had the princess lay awake, pondering which door? Which?How many times had she imagained him opening the door with the lady, The priest coming out, the words I do, and the happy wedding procession through the streets of the city and her one shriek of grief and agony lost in a river of happy shouts. But how many equal times had she seen in her mind, the lion leaping out, and then, death. Wouldn't it be better for him to die then marry the lady? But oh, the blood the screams! But in the arena, in that quick moment, she knew which door it had to be . The question had been asked in a flash, and had to be answered in another. And now Fair reader, the question remains, and I leave you to answer it. The Lion or The Lady?
Oct 12, 2004
Filling in
Ok, so I haven't posted in a long time. Ahhh com'on give me break.It's been so hectic around our house.Now that I am finally posting I will catch up.I got a fish. I Betta. He is blue, with a little bit of red on the tips of his fins.That's pretty much all that's going on here.Queen got another Guinea Pig (She already had one black male). The on she just got is white with a black face, and a few orange spots on her back.The females' name is Yummipuff, and the males name is Chubs.
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