ELLA ENCHANTED,

Ella of Frell was given a very unusual gift, when she was born. a fairy named Lucinda gave Ella the gift of obedience. which was a problem, of curse.It had to be a direct order, like put on a shal or close the door.

                                          

                                                   LUCINDA

         ELLA                                                                                                     

When Ella was fifteen, her and her mother, got deathly sick. Mandy (Ella's mothers cook.) gave them some soup to help. Ella drank it, because Mandy told her to. but Ella's mother didn't. Ella got better, but her mother didn't, and eventually died.

After the funeral, were Ella met, prince Charmont, or Char, Dame Olga and her tow daughters Hattie and Olive. and she fund out that Mandy is her fairy godmother.

                                                                                                       DAME OLGA

         CHAR                           MANDY                                                                             

                                                                                         HATTIE  OLIVE

Ella's father ( sir Peter.) sent her to finishing school.On the journey to the school, Hattie figured out, that if she demanded Ella to do something, she did it. Hattie ametitle made Ella her sirvent. 

At finishing school, Ella had no friends at all. accepted a Ayorthaian girl, named Areida.                                                                                AREIDA

                                                             

Ella and Areida, became best friends. Hattie didn't this. So she made Ella stop being friends with Areida. Ella hated braking up with Areida. So she ran away. before she did this. 

Before hand she had herd that her father and Lucinda. where at a wedding of a giant. she didn't want to met her father, but she did want to met Lucinda, she hoped she cold get Lucinda to take away the "gift". 

On the journey to the wedding she met with some elves. And later, ogers.

The ogres, were going to eat Ella, but right on time, prince Char and his men came and saved Ella.
Ella went to the wedding and didn't get help from Lucinda.

Ella's father married Dame Olga. And like Cinderella, there was three balls, and she wen,t to every one. Ella broke the curse at the last ball.

I don't went to give away the end so thats all.

HOPE_

THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH.

Under the spreading chestnut tree,
The village smithy stands
The smith, a mighty man is he,
With large and sinewy hands,
And the muscles of his brawny arm;
Are strong as iron bands.

His hair is crisp, and black, and long.
His face is like a tan;
His brow is wet with honest sweat;
He earns what ha can,
And looks the whole world in the face;
For he owes not any man.

Week in, week out, from morn till night,
You can hear his bellows blow;
You can hear him swing his heavy sledge.
With measured beat and slow,
Like a sexton ringing the village bell,
When the evening sun is low.

And children coming home from school
look in at the open door;
they love to see the flaming forge,
And hear the bellows roar,
And catch the burning sparks that fly
Like chaff from a thrashing floor.

He goes on Sunday to the church
And sit among his boys;
He hear the parson pray and preech
He hears his daughters voice 
Singing in the village chair
And it makes hi heart rejoice

It sounds like her mothers voice
Singing in paradis;
he needs must think of her once more
How in the grave she lies;
And with a hard rough head he wipes
A tear out of his eye.

Tolling- rejoicing- sorrowing,
Onwards thought life he goes
Each morning sees some task begin
Each evening sees it close,
Something attempted, something done
He earns a night repose.

Thanks, thanks to thee my worthy frind
For the lesson thow hast taught
Thus at the flaming forge of life
Are fortunes must be wrought
Thus on its sounding anvil shape
each burning deed and thought


_HOPE.

THE AIRPLANE By Rowena Bastin Bennett.

An airplane has gigantic wings

    But not a feather on her breast;

She only mutters when she sings

    And builds a hangar for a nest.

I love to see her stop and start;

    She has a little motor heart 

That beats and throbs and then is still.

    She wears a fan upon her bill.

No eagle flies through sun and rain

    so swiftly as an airplane.

I wish she would come swooping down

    Between the steeples of the town

And lift me right up off my feet

    And take me high above the street,

That all the other boys might see 

    The little speck that will be me.

-HOPE

WINDY NIGHT By Robert Louis Stevenson

Whenever the moon and stars are set;

    Whenever the wind is high,

All might long in the dark and wet,

    A man goes riding by.

Late in the night when the fires are out,

    Why does he gallop and gallop about?

Whenever the trees are crying aloud ,

     And ships are tossed at sea,

By, on the highway, low and loud,

    By at the gallop he goes, and then

By he comes back at the gallop again.

-HOPE

THE COW By Robert Louis Stevenson

The friendly cow all red and white,
     I love with all my heart;
She gives me cream with all her might,
     To eat with apple tart.

She wanders lowing here and there,
      And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
       The pleasant light of day;

And blow by all the winds that pass
        And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
        And eats the meadow flowers.


-Hope

BED IN SUMMER, by Robert Louis Stevenson.

In winter I get up at night

   And dress by yellow candlelight.

In summer, quite the other way,

   I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see

   The birds still hopping on the tree,

Or hear the grown-up people's feet

    Still going past me in the street.

And does it not seem hard to you, 

     When all  the sky is clear and blue'

And I should like so much to play,

      To have to go to bed by day?

-Hope

I LOVE LITTLE KITTY

                                          I LOVE LITTLE KITTY.   By. Jane Tyler.


I love little kitty.

   Her coat is so warm,
And if I don't hurt her,
   She'll do me no harm.
So I'll not pull her tail,
    Or drive her away,
But Kitty and I
     Very gently will play.
She will sit by my side,
      And I'll give her her food,
And she'll like me because
       I am gentle and good.



-Hope

Welcom to Pine Valley

Mary Longstone walked up Park Way Ave rather fast. She was heading to the Pine Valley’s library. This was her first day working there and she didn’t want to be late. As Mary rounded the corner she heard sirens behind her. A cop car sped by. Then a pickup with a camper shell on it. Mary wondered if anything bad had happened.

“This town is so small, I will probably find out before the day is up.” Mary thought to her self.

Mary had just moved to Pine Valley from California's college in San-Francisco. Pine Valley was where Mary's aunt had lived all her life. That's why she had moved to such a small town. Small towns weren't Mary's preference.

A flash of light blinded Mary. She rubbed her eyes, looked to see what had blinded her. In front of her was a girl a little older then she was. She was holding a big camera.
 

“Hi. My name is Alice. I’m a news reporter.” the girl said rather fast and holding out her hand. Mary shook Alice’s hand.

“Mine's Mary Longstone.” she said rather shyly. Another flash of light blinded her again.
 

“Sorry. I haven’t found out how to turn off the flash yet.” Alice said.

“Just don't take any more pictures until you do, OK?” Mary said as she stared down the street again.

"Sure. I will just ask questions, if it's OK with you." said Alice, following Marry down the street.

"Um... OK" Mary said.

"OK to start with, where did you live before you moved here, why did you move here, and how long are you going to stay?" Alice asked.

"Let's see, I used to live in San Francisco California. Ummm... my Aunt Rose used to live here in Pine Valley. Before she died, she would send letters to me telling me all sorts of things about here. So when I got out of college, I decided to come here and get to know myself again. And for your last question, I don't know how long I'll stay." thy went on to the library, Mary didn't know what
wold happen. but she know that God wold by there for her alleyways.

      THE END


( I was messing around with different ways to right:)

Hope