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I’m Fed Up With Sitting At Home So I Ran Away

I know you adults out there are not going to like this, but I finally did it.

Manny at Hal's

Mom has not taken me anywhere for a long time, but she had some airline points.  So I went on the computer and booked a trip to Cousin Hal’s House.  This race car is so cool.  Hal and Ling entered a Pine Box Derby.  I wanted to ride in the car, but Hal wouldn’t let me.  He’s already getting just like Mom.  They still won third place, but if they’d let me drive, we would have won first place.  Ling is coming over tonight.  Cousin Hal, I call him Grandpa Hal, better let me do stuff….

Manny's friend Ling

Her name is Ling, and she was going to China.  Isn’t she pretty?  Grandpa Hal doesn’t know this yet, but….

Manny in China

Yup, you guessed it.  I’m in a plane.  And we are on our way to Shenzhen and Hong Kong, China.  Danny, ole’ friend, I’m sorry I didn’t wait for you, but you gotta jump at opportunities when they’re opened up to you.  And Ling’s purse was open, so…..

I love you everyone!  See you in China!  🙂  Love, Manny  🙂


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Manny on Delaware Duty

A duty is a tour, staying in one place for a period of time.  Mom and I toured Delaware for one week.

Delaware Duty

Did you know Delaware joined the United States before any other state, but they drug their feet signing the Constitution?  I don’t know if that means anything now, but Delawareans must think it does.  All their license plates say “First State” like it’s a big deal.

Historic New Castle

I can’t tell the difference between Delaware and Pennsylvania.  One minute we are in one state, and then there is a sign by the road and we are in a different state.  I’m very confused.  All the towns look pretty and most of them look really old.  This town is New Castle.  I didn’t see any new castles or old ones either, just big brick houses.

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Hal let me eat at a tavern, but he made me drink coffee and eat soup – no beer.  The soup was too hot, so I blew on it real hard.  I got some pieces on Hal’s sweater, but he wiped them off, and didn’t get mad at me.  He squirted me with a lemon, so we’re even.

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Inside the tavern the servers looked old – really old, like 300 years old or so.  Mr. Day, the tavern owner, said they brought history to life.  I wonder if someone will pretend to be me when I die.

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I wanted to go talk to this re-enactor, but  Mom said he was just himself.  He looked like a character to me.  Do you think he was real?

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I think it would be hard to ride bicycles here.  Look at this rocky road.  Is that where rocky road ice cream came from?

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Mom, Hal, and I had a great time touring New Castle, DE.  The Courthouse is going to become a National Park.  This town looks like Colonial Williamsburg, but Hal doesn’t want it to become famous, so please don’t go visit it.

Mom and Manny

Writing stories when you travel is really easy.  I wish you would send me a story you wrote.  Here is the way I write a story.

Step One –  Look at a picture.  Tell what you think about it.

Step Two – Look at another picture.  Tell what you think about it.

Step Three – Look at what you wrote and see how it starts to become a story or narrative.

Step Four – Go back to the beginning of the page.  Write a topic sentence.

Step Five – Put some more pictures that finish telling the story, and save the rest of the pictures for another story.

Step Six –  Write a conclusion, and then press publish.  The proof reader makes you fix your spelling.  Press publish again.

 


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We’re In Boston

I’m not taking any chances today. There’s so much to do.

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So much to do, and I can’t get Mom out of bed.  She has more trouble adjusting than I do.  If she wouldn’t stay up until 4:00 a.m. blogging and stuff, it might be easier.

Our hotel

We are right on the bay, not as close to everything as Mom thought, but we took a great walk along the Bay.

Flight path

My favorite thing about this bay is that it is right on the flight path.

Manny by the Bay

Tomorrow we are going to JFK Library and then we’re going to meet Eunice, mom’s blogging friend from Nutsfortreatsure.   She has a big dog.  I wonder if I am going to get to ride him.  I hope she puts a picture of me on her blog.  She’s a professional photographer.  I can’t wait!

Manny's doggie friend

Then we are either going to the Mapparium or the Freedom walk.  Mom says it depends on the weather.  It’s beautiful here today, 43 degrees F, 6 degrees C, with lots of sunshine.  At home it’s 61 degrees F or 16 degrees C.

 


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Manny and Justin Are Brave

Mom turned in my story for her writing class.  Her teacher gave her some ideas.

“A good idea, but I wonder if there is not too much dialogue here. The theme is strong, and the characters solve their own problems. It’s good to see Justin gradually unfold and become a little more confident. I imagine this story may be more successful if the emotions were more intense — a greater contrast between the fear and the joy. It’s an idea worth polishing, and it may have potential.”

This is our third draft.  You will have to imagine that the park is full of kids.

The sun warmed the spring air.  Justin and Manny hadn’t played at the park for six months.  They ran ten blocks to the park without stopping. Sounds of children laughing and squeaky swings filled their ears.

On one side of the park parents watched little ones play in the sand. Toddlers climbed the big steps up the little slide while parents held them as they scooted down slowly.   Justin got in a swing.  It felt tight.   No one pushed them higher than the sky.

“This swing doesn’t go very high anymore,” complained Justin.

“This horse tips all the way to the ground,” complained Manny.

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Bigger kids lined up to go down the slippery slide.  They played on the big teeter-totter, and climbed on the huge ship, and swung on the tall swings that reached up to the tips of the trees.

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“Let’s go on the slide, Justin.” Manny said.

“It’s a long way up there.”  Justin remembered he didn’t like going on the baby slide by himself.  He saw how fast this kids slid down the big slide.  On the baby slide he could hold on to the sides and go slow.

“Look other kids are going on it.  You’re not afraid are you?”

“I don’t,” Justin started to say he didn’t want to go on the slide.

“Let’s just climb to the top and look,” Manny persuaded his friend.

Justin and Manny waited in line. Soon it was Justin’s turn to climb the steps. Justin stood on the fifth step and looked down.

“This is high,” he turned around and told Manny.

“We’re almost there.  Keep going.  I’m behind you.”

Kids shouted, “Hurry up little boy.”

“Come one!  We want to slide.”

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Justin got to the top.  He turned around and asked Manny to go first.  Manny sat at the top with him.  Justin wanted to cry.  Manny reached out and took his hand.  Justin pulled it away and turned away.  His cap blew off and landed in the sand.

“My cap!  I want to go back down on the steps.  It’s too high and slippery.  I will go too fast.”

“Push him!” the bigger kids shouted.

“Don’t be such a baby!  Go on the baby slide, baby!”

Two kids climbed up to the top step.  Manny reached his arm behind Justin to keep the boys from pushing Justin down the slide.

“Let’s go back down, Justin.  I’ll go first.”

Manny stood up, turned around and squeezed down one step at a time. Justin followed him.  The two big kids on the top step shoved past Justin and went down before Justin could get down one step.  Kids crowded past him rushing to take their turn to slide. Finally they got to the bottom, and jumped off. They picked up Justin’s cap and tried different toys.  They tipped on the teeter-totter. Justin hung on tight.  Manny fell off.

“Are you hurt, Manny?”  Justin still felt shaky, but he didn’t feel like crying any more.

Manny laughed.  ”Sand is made for falling, Justin.  It’s fun.”

Justin went up and let go.  He fell off.

“Did it hurt, Justin?”

Justin laughed.  ”Sand is made for falling, Manny.”

Next they climbed on a ship pretending to sail around the park.  They turned wheels. They shouted into their loudspeaker fists.

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“Land ahoy!”

Manny jumped overboard and pretended to swim in the sand.  Justin worried.  Manny’s hat came off and filled with sand.  Justin saw Manny jump and laugh.  He remembered the cool sand when he fell off the teeter-totter. Justin jumped off the front of the boat and landed in the soft sand.  He pretended to swim to the beach and play in the waves, too.  His hat came off and filled with sand.

“Were you scared, Justin?” Manny asked.

”Nope!” Justin answered.

Moms headed home with their toddlers.  Older kids left, too. Justin looked at the slide.

“Do you want to try?” Manny asked.

“Maybe,” Justin answered.

Manny and Justin climbed to the top of the slide.  No kids came up behind them.  They sat a long time looking down.  The chilly wind blew Manny’s cap blew off.

“I’m scared, Manny.”

“Me too.  Remember the teeter-totter? asked Manny.

“Yes.”

“Remember the ship?” asked Manny.

“Yes.  OK, I’m going first.  Don’t push me.”

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Justin slid down the slide. He landed in the soft, cool sand. He laughed so hard he couldn’t move.

“Come on down, Manny.  It’s so fun!”

Manny landed face down in the sand.

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They laughed and laughed.

“Let’s do it again, Manny!”

So Manny and Justin went up the stairs and down the slippery slide until almost dark.

“I will not be afraid now,” said Justin as they walked home.

“We both are braver.” Manny agreed.

“Maybe we will sky dive tomorrow,” said Justin.

“Maybe,” Manny answered.


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Manny’s Writing Challenge: Slats

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Justin and I found slats everywhere we looked in Würzburg, Germany.  Maybe you’d like to write a picture about the slats we found, or maybe you have some slats of your own.  Here is a writing contest with no rules.  What can you do with slats?  Here are some more pictures of Justin and me in Würzburg.   Mr. and Mrs. ET took these pictures this summer.  The temperature today is 40 degrees F, 7 degrees C.  It is partly cloudy today.  It sounds just like home.

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“Würzburg is a city in the region of Franconia, Northern Bavaria, Germany. Located on the Main River, it is the capital of the Regierungsbezirk Lower Franconia. The regional dialect is Franconian.”  Franconian sounds kind of like Draconian to me.  It makes me think of Dracula.    What do you think of Wuerzburg?  Notice I spell it with an e instead of two dots over the u.  Sometimes it is spelled with an o as in Worzburg.

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Now you know exactly here we are.  Würzburg is now known as the “City of Knowledge.”  In 1042 the sixth institute of higher learning started in Wuerzburg.  I read about it on Wikipedia. Other things happened there, too, that weren’t so smart.  Between 1626 and 1631 Bishop Phillip Adolf burnt between six and nine hundred witches.  Würzburg is only 75 miles away from Nuremberg.   I also learned that in Nuremberg Allied Forces  held a series of military tribunals to prosecute the Nazis who murdered over six million Jews during World War II.  Adolf Hitler headed the Nazi regime from 1933 until he killed himself in 1945.   I will study more about this in school.  I’m glad my mom didn’t name me Adolf.   Here is my favorite slat picture.

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This next picture is cool because I see a ghost in it.  I bet it’s one of the witches that died in 1630.  She’s wearing a witch’s hat.  Can you see it?

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So what do you think?  Can you write something about my slats pictures?  Do whatever you want.  Tell your friends and have them write me a story or a poem.  I love to read what you write.  🙂


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Manny’s Writing Challenge: Beauty

 

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Story requirements:

  • 500 words or less
  • use at least one picture
  • Title:   Manny’s Writing Challenge:  Beauty
  • Topic:  Stuffed animals, Manny and Justin Beaver travel to Toowoomba, Australia is the Garden City of Australia.
  • Plot:  You decide.
  • Genre:  You might write a fractured fairy tale, poetry, story of noises, naughty behavior, or even non-fiction, or something else if you like
  • Your story should have a theme.
    • Is this a story about character traits, like honesty or manners?
    • Are Justin and I developing self-esteem and growing up as they travel?
    • Did we have an argument?
    • Did something scary happen and we act bravely?

Please use these pictures taken by Justin’s mom, Mrs. Eternal Traveler.  If you want to add more pictures you can.  Make sure you give credit for them.


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Friends in Frankfurt Short Story

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“Finally, no kids are here.  Let’s go on the slide, Justin.” Manny begged.

“I’m scared! It’s too high.  It’s too shiny.  We might get hurt.”

“Let’s just go to the top and see if it’s high.”

Justin and Manny climbed all the way to the top of the slide and sat down.

“I’m still scared.  It’s too high.  It’s too shiny.  We might get hurt.”

Justin climbed back down the stairs.  Manny followed him.  They played on some different toys.”

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They played on the teeter totter.   It went way up and way down.  Justin hung on tight.  Manny fell off.

“Did it hurt, Manny?”

Manny laughed.  “Sand is soft, Justin.  It’s fun.  Try it.”

They went way up and way down.  Justin went up and let go.  He fell off.

“Did it hurt, Justin?”

Justin laughed.  “Sand is soft, Manny.  It’s fun.  I tried it.”

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Next they climbed n a ship and tried to sail around the park.  the ship didn’t move.  They sat high in the front of the ship.    They turned wheels.  They climbed on the head of the ship and slid down holding on carefully back down to the ship.  They shouted in the loud speakers.

“Land ahoy!”

“I’m going to jump overboard, and swim back to the beach,” called Manny.

“Aren’t you scared?” asked Justin.

Manny laughed.  “Sand is soft, Justin.  It’s meant for falling.  Try it.  Wheeeeee.”

Manny jumped and landed face down in the sand.  He pretended to swim to the beach and played in the waves.

Justin saw Manny jump.  He heard Manny laugh.  He remembered the cool sand when he fell off the teeter totter.  Justin jumped off the front of the boat and landed face down in the soft sand.  He pretended to swim to the beach and played in the waves, too.

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Justin looked at the slide again.

“I think I’m ready to go down the slide now, Manny.”

They climbed to the very top of the slide, but did not climb back down the stairs.  They sat for a long time at the top of the slide looking down.

“I’m scared, Manny.”

“Me too.  Remember the teeter totter? asked Manny.

“Yes.  That was fun falling off.”

“Remember the ship?” asked Manny.

“Yes.  That was fun jumping off.  I’ll go first.  Don’t push me.”

“Ok.  I’ll just watch.”

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“Wheeeee!”  Justin slid down the slide all by himself.

Justin landed in the sand, face down.  He laughed so hard he couldn’t move.

“Come on down, Manny.  It’s so fun!”

Manny slid down the slide after Justin.

“Wheeeeee!”

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Manny landed face down next to Justin.  They held hands and laughed and laughed.

“Let’s do it again, Manny!”

So Manny and Justin went up the stairs and down the slide until dark.

“I will not so afraid after this,” said Justin.

“We both are braver.  We took little jumps, then bigger, then the slide was the biggest of them all.”

“Maybe we will sky dive tomorrow,” said Justin.

“Maybe,” Manny answered.