I have an idea to help get people points and study at the same time. Lets take turns and re-tell the story using haikus only.
Ill start.
"Good morning sunshine."
(I awoke from my long sleep)
"Something feels... different."
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Detail of beadwork from an Ojibwe medicine pouch
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Where is my body?
I have taken a new form
How did this happen?
P.S.
This was a really good idea Brant. Good thinking.
Maybe I'm drowsy-
I've traveled a bit too long
And I needed sleep
(i looked at the clock)
Oh my god it is seven!
i missed my train... crap
P.S.S i agree with Andrew. this is a fun and creative way to help study and get points back from the weeks we missed blogging!
But i cant get up
(i try to get out of bed)
i need to get up
I wobbled to the
Left, and wobbled to the right
No progress was made
i think Brant should get an extra blog point for thinking this idea, its fun!
i agree with everyone here, thanks eveyone
there is a banging,
my doors about to cave in.
"Stop everyone please"
"Come out here Gregor"
"Im okay dad, I promise!"
"What is that strange noise"
"Call the locksmith here!"
"Gregor! Gregor this is your boss!"
"I'll make the next train!"
"Gregor, it's Grete"
"Im opening the door now..."
"AHHHHH! What is that thing!?"
"Keep it in it's room!
Let me hit it with this stick!"
"Dad, it's me Gregor!"
The story was slow,
I wrote five parts in a row,
And gave it more flow.
i stayed inside of
here and was under the couch
i was then brought food
i did not like the
milk, it was my favorite
i ate rotten food
day by day i hid
not leaving this room of mine
now they want to move
no furniture is
left in my room just a frame
of an old lady
she was an old lady
with fur and she was all that
i had left in here
what was once my own
is vacant and free to roam
i want furniture
the lodgers came in
today, maybe this will help
the financial needs
they listened as she
played the violin with care
and she was put down
my anger rushed through
me and i had to come out
of the empty room
i was then seen by
the lodgers they were scared of
my enormous size
They started to shout
Seeing me made them upset
I should have stayed back
they yell at father
saying they would not pay up
for I bothered them
alone in my room
i cannot crawl around now
to many things here
i am so alone
my sister has left me too
yet i still love them
My dad throws apples,
The apples hit me with sin.
One stuck in my back.
This looks infected.
I hope it doesnt haunt me...
Why are there roomers?
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