Online Class Notes (Jesse)

Vocabulary

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whimpering – the sound a dog makes when it’s sad or wants something

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Pronunciation

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After putting the 1 pound into a trolly, with fluffy inside, he pushed the trolly up the hill and nearly tripped over the pavement, and avoided falling face first into mud. Finally, panting, he hauled the trolly up to the top of the hill, and he leaned on the trolly with fluffy barking inside. Suddenly the trolly started rolling down hill and MB needed to grab on and run to not be dragged by the trolly down the hill and smacking into mud. Luckily, MB didn’t have any injuries and he pushed the squeaky trolly into the park with lush green trees and cute little lavenders, sunflowers, and a few small cacti. MB nearly fell on one since he almost tripped over a rock. Fluffy was unharmed and not tired as a result of MB breathlessly pushing the trolly through the park and clutching his knee which was aching so much that he screamed “Owwww!”. Another guy across the street bellowed “stop that infuriating noise!!”. Later, MB sat on a brown-green bench and across the path was a hotdog stand with a man called Tommy selling hotdogs. “It’s time for a break with this deliciously delicious sandwich” MB exaggerated, taking out a wrapped mayo and ham sandwich as Fluffy started barking furiously like cray cray. MB hid the sandwich and said “not in your life!” to Fluffy who was starting to whimper and whine like MB had just hit him.

It was Mists favorite time of the day, or should she say night.The moon was high in the sky, but it was nearly blocked out from the thick fog. She leaped over the pale colored fence, crawled under the bushes into the dense forest. Shadows loomed over Mist, but she wasn’t scared.
Mist caught the scent ofa rabbit, she silently crept under a berry bush and spotted a faint shadow of a rabbit and prepared to pounce. She leapt towards the rabbit while another muscular. Tom pounced and crashed into Mist.
After both cats regained control of their bodies, “who are you..the Tom growled menacingly. Mist took a step back ,but a few other cats cornered her. One was a brown and white, one was gray and slender, and one had bright red eyes while the rest of her body was hidden in the thick fog.
None of them moved for a moment, but the the Tom (who asked ‘who are you'”) broke the silence by asking again’ who are you, tell me or else face the wrath of my claws’. Mist took another step back but bumped into the white and brown cat, the cat said’ no need to be so scary Sleekfeather. It’s okay, she is just a kitty pet.” So that fierce Tom is called Sleeckfeather,thought Mist.

It was Mists favorite time of the day, or should we say, night. The moon was high in the sky, but it was nearly blocked out by the thick fog. She leaped over the cream colored /pale white fence, crawled under the bushes into the dense forest. Shadows loomed over Mist, but she wasn’t scared. / she didn’t have an ounce of fear in those cute little paws.
Mist caught the scent of a rabbit, she silently crept under a berry bush and spotted a faint shadow of a rabbit and prepared to pounce. She leapt towards the rabbit while another muscular tom pounced and crashed into Mist.
After both cats regained control of their bodies, “who are you” the tom growled ferociously. Mist took a step back, but a few other cats emerged from the shadows in the forest and cornered her. One was brown and white, one was gray and slender, and one had unblinking bright red eyes staring at her menacingly while the rest of her body was hidden in the thick fog.
None of them moved for a moment, but the tom (who asked “who are you'”) broke the silence by asking again “who are you?… tell me or else face the wrath of my claws”. Mist took another step back but bumped into the white and brown cat, with the cat saying “no need to be so scary Sleekfeather. It’s okay, she is just a little kitty.” So that fierce tom is called Sleeckfeather, thought Mist.