The girls have been busy writing Halloween stories and poems over the past few days.
Here is one of Julia's poems:
I was digging the whole rhyme scheme of this poem...until she totally abandoned it at the end.
The witches are out, the goblins begin prancing,
and all about, the skeletons are dancing,
phantoms and ghosts, flying through the air,
they really give us a scare!
Frankenstein follows the bats and rats.
And everywhere in town, there's bad luck 'cause of black cats!
Mummys are moaning, monsters are groaning,
Jack-o-lanterns and spiders, they have mean faces,
everything is haunted, on Halloween night,
I hide inmy room, but still I here noise,
'cause there's a party, BOO!
Madeleine wrote this fascinating mystery:
The Mistury of the Mising Stor
"It wus night but then wun of the...sevin stors wus mising we dusiydid we wood mack a mistury ip.sept hoow ckood of taykcin the stor ye haw ckood sumwun tayck it"
I especially like Madeleine's randomly appearing punctuation, such as the ellipsis in the middle of the first sentence and the period in between the syllables of "except."
"NOOW PAYJ
that is way way up ckood it be a rokcit ship we dithdint no but it ckood be wr not shr hmmm wut if it ckan be but wr not shr but it just mit be we fawoond a ckloo the fith stor poitdid to sbas so we went up ther it wus so ckoowl then we so mor peepl taycing stors we shawtid stop plees s.t.o.p. plees thows or grat stors so wiy or you taycing them thay sed ther ded but we sed haw ckood thay be ded then they ol caym bac in the noit."
What a wonderful Deux Ex Machina ending to the mistury! Now I ask you: which is more difficut to wade through: "The Mistury if the Mising Stor" or "Finnegan's Wake?"
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