Fall, 1998
Petersen School
Fall, 1998
Dear Mrs. Huffman,
One day I was playing tag on my motorcycle with my friend Joey. We were having fun till disaster struck. I really messed myself up. I was going about 25 MP and I lost my balance. I really scraped my self up. I started running home. I couldn't really feel the pain. I was numb all over, and all I saw was blood running all over.
I finally got home and my dad was working on the truck. We were getting ready to go to Eastern Oregon. He saw me and I said, "I crashed, can you help me?"
He said, "Sure, were you messing around?"
I said, "Yes, but can you please help me?" And he said yes.
So we went into the kitchen and he started cleaning me up. Then I fainted. I was done when I woke up. Then my mom came home and she was worried. I said I was fine .
That's the story about when I crashed.
Sincerely,
Jayson
Winter, 1999
The Dog That Did Bad
Once I had a dog his name was Yokon. He was a nice dog he loved children. Once in a while he would get in trouble.
Once in a while he would tear up things like bags of durt and flower pots and stuff like that.
One day I took the mutt ourside and played with him. I didn't think Yokon would run off. But guess what he did so I had to go chase after him. Well, I got him after a while. Then I took him home he was all stinkey and stuff then I had to wash him down. Then I whent to bed.
That morning when I woke up my mom said look outside so I did and it was a mess. It looked like a tornado went threw his dog area. He tore up his dog bed and he destroyed and chewed up his house and disintegrated his food bowl. Cotten and plastic was every where.
We had enough of Yokon tearing the place up. So we got rid of him but it didn't stop there. When we got rid of him he attacked the new owners neighbors horse and gate. Se we got Yokon back. I was so happy. He's been good after all that.