Beanery Online Literary Magazine

October 21, 2008

THE HAUNTED CABIN IN THE WOODS

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THE HAUNTED CABIN IN THE WOODS

TIFFANY

 

Once upon a time there was a little girl named Kirsten. She was swinging. After she was done, she went in to the woods. She walked into a cabin and an old lady was standing by a fire stirring stew. The old lady turned around and saw the little girl. She asked the little girl if she wanted some stew. Kirsten said, “Please.” She ate some stew and after that she fell asleep. When she woke up she felt something very hot and wet all over her. She jumped out of the pot and pushed the old lady in and went home…written June 23, 1999

ADDITIONAL READING (stories by or about children anedor critters)

A FAT CAT AND A SAD DAD

EMILY AND MR. SPIDER

Moose, Goose, Deer

HOT DOG LIMERICKS

TO MATTIE

IMAGINATIVE, ORIGINAL, PURE, PROFOUND POEMS by CHILDREN

MY DOG

CHILDISH CHARACTERISTICS

BEAR CARNIVAL IN CONNELLSVILLE, PA.

STARTLED BY A CRITTER IN THE CAR!

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August 27, 2008

HEIDI

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HEIDI
Dana

Heidi was a chocolate Lab and her eyes were green. Her tail had barely any hair on it, her sides had barely any hair on them. This was when she was older.
We got her when I was just a little baby (I’m 8 1/2 now) and we had her almost eight years. My dad got her from a day care center. I’m not sure why she was left the day care center, but I think the kids were roughhousing with her. Her real owner fed her nothing but table scraps. They never gave her one little bit of dog food. We always gave her dog food but sometimes we gave her a little bacon. Other times she would eat our cat’s food.
She always followed my mom wherever she went. She never bit me, I never pulled her tail or ears, and I was never afraid of her.
When Heidi was a little puppy she liked to play ball a whole lot.
Heidi was thirteen years old when we had to put her to sleep. She wouldn’t get up, she kept on throwing up and she wouldn’t eat, and that’s when we knew we had to take her to the vet. She stayed overnight there, and she kept on throwing up in the night.
My mom was terrified when the vet said Heidi had to be put to sleep, so my grandma drove her to the vet. My mom cried the whole way there.
I felt sad when she was put to sleep and I miss her a whole lot.

ADDITIONAL READING:

THE ICE CREAM MAN

TO MATTIE

IMAGINATIVE, ORIGINAL, PURE, PROFOUND POEMS by CHILDREN

RAINBOW’S END Part 1

MUSTANG SALLY’S GUIDE TO WORLD BICYCLE TOURING

MOONSTONE RHYMES

SHALIMAR

MOTHER-NEWBORN DAUGHTER STRUGGLE

LET MIND GIVE WAY TO HEART

SHOULD I REVEAL OR BURY THE FAMILY SECRET?

June 15, 2008

OF FIREFLIES AND LIGHTNING BUGS

—written by Jordan using information from a Tribune-Review newspaper article, NightLights (July 23, 2007).

During the summer I like to have sleepovers with my friends. We like to stay up all night and watch movies, eat popcorn—and catch lightning bugs.

We catch the bugs with our hands. It’s safe to catch them in our hands because (more…)

May 11, 2008

IF MY MOM WERE…

—written by jordan, age 9

If my Mom were

—a flower she would be a sunflower, because it’s her favorite flower

—a vegetable she would be (more…)

February 4, 2008

MY DOG

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—written by Tegan June 23, 1999

My dog is short and stubby

His ears are very long

So when he walks on the path

He steps on them

Then he starts to bark—-

because it hurts him very bad.

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December 27, 2007

A FAT CAT AND A SAD DAD

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As a former mother of preschoolers, and a family day care home provider, I always appreciated little rhymes to share with and create with the children. I especially liked the rhymes that would lead the child to learning to appreciate reading and writing.
After my daughter in law, Tammy, and grandson VINCE shared with me the rhymes they created together, they agreed I could share them with you. So today’s posting is for the young children in your life. —Carolyn

THE FAT CAT SAT HIS BAT ON THE HAT OF THE RAT.

THE SAD DAD WAS MAD AT THE BAD LAD.