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Meghan

06/10/10

L.A.

  Good bye all my friends. Today is the last day of school. It is also my last day of elementary school. That means that I might not be posting as offten. It is very sad. I have to leave Peeler as a student. I am really going to miss Peeler; these are the reasons why.

  I will miss all of the specials. The school that I am going to barely has any arts. They only have art and Latin. I will miss all of the wonderful teachers that do so much for us. I will miss the way that Peeler feels. The way that once you walk through the door you are welcome. I am nervous that middle school won’t be so great. I wish that elementary school would go on forever and that nothing would have to change.

  I will miss Peeler and all of the learning and fun that I have had there. Good bye! See you next year!

Meghan

5/14/10

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     My brothers are…does it really matter? I love them and all but sometimes it wouldn’t be so bad to exchange them for some one else.

  When I am mad and my brothers are just teasing me about it, (and I am to mad to do anything about it), I really wish that my brother, Joshua was kind, (he is sometimes), rich, had an off button and didn’t talk back. I think a person like this would be Percy Jackson. Technecly he isn’t real but honestly I don’t care. He is nice, powerful, and not rude. I would trade Landon for… no one really. He doesn’t really do much.

   I would trade both of them for Taylor L. in New Moon, but only the way he is in New Moon “ the Twilight Sequal”.  I would only trade them sometimes. There really fun to have around… mostly.

P.S. Joshua do not take offense I just had to write about something.

Meghan

05/06/10

L.A.

      Happy Mothers day Mom! This post is about what I like and admire about you. I you have any problems please post a comment just note I will probably delete it. =)

    I like that you make me dinner and help me cook. You are always “creative” with what you make. It’s normally good too. You help me make all kinds of food. My favorite is Pad Thai! (Though I only made it once.) I also like your Maccoroni, the way you used to make it.

   Thank you for caring for me. You normally take care of me when I’m sick. (Unless I don’t tell you I am sick, or if you are sick and there by can’t take care of me.) You, (and Dad) taught me how to care for other people such as my “brothers”.

   I’m not sure if I should thank you for all of this, but thank you for giving birth to me… and my brothers.  I’d also like to thank you for caring for them Joshua and Landon.

   Since there are so many things I could thank you for the last thing I would like to say is thank you for being such a great mom.

   Meghan  =)

Dear   President Obama,

    I am Meghan Davis and I am a 5th grader at Peeler open. I am writing to you because I want you to understand something. I am 11 now and have testing since I was 8. I’ve counted and I have taken more than 50 different bubble test for the state of North Carolina. Can you imagine being 9 and taking a test that determined if you were smart or dumb? It’s nervewracking and stressful Mr. President! Now can you imagine doing all of this and still having to worry about other stuff? School isn’t my only life.

   I heard that a lawwas almosted passed in Florida that states that said a teacher got paid on their classes passing rate. That’s like killing me with stress! My state, North Carolina, is trying to prevent kids from smoking. I  don’t  smoke, but do you think that by adding more and more tests you are going to make that rate decrease?

  Did you know that over 250 million test are given each year  throughout the United States? To make paper you will have waste, and that waste dosen’t turn in to fluffy little bunnies! It turns into pullution.

 I would like you to think about that. Think about what you are doing to our Country’s youth, our environment, and lastly, if your daughters were in my position, how would you react? Please, think.

                                                                                                                                                Sincerely,

                                                                                                                Meghan Davis,   5th Grader

Meghan

04/22/10

L.A.

    First I would like to say Happy Earth Day and please be nicer to our planet. The Upper House at my school  just got back from a trip. I went  on it too. We got these really cool (not really, mine was gray, =P) that said “Courage, Compasion, Responsibility, I am a Leader”.  At  camp we showed all of these things; I am going to talked to you about how I showed courage at YMCA Camp Greenville.

  I am a very bad aimer. I have good hand-eye codination but not eye-feet.  So I was really worried about doing Archery. I thought that I would hit someone or hurt myself. I did it and I some how got  a bullseye! For me that was showing courage with my self because I did something that wasn’t in my range of comforts.

  I also Square Danced. That was daring because I country music and I just don’t get along; and I didn’t even know how to square dance! I expected that I would be bad, just like in archery, and guess what, I was! I think I showed courage by dancing even though I wasn’t very good.

  Last I was couragous by hiking. Even though I hike a lot it was sort of scary in the mountians when you might slip and fall to your death.  (=), Not.)

  Those are  just some of my many memories from camp. Have you ever been to camp? What are your memories? Are they good or bad? I had a great time at camp; hope you did too! (If you went any way.)

   Meghan

04/08/10

L.A./Science

  If someone came and killed your mom just for her teeth would you be happy? (You should probably say no otherwise your mom might get mad.) That happens to a lot of elephants in Africa. They get killed just for their tusks, (ivory).  In the 1980’s almost 1 million elephants were killed! That’s 1 million beautiful animals slowly creeping towards extinction!

  Tanzinia has 200,000 pounds of ivory! Think how many dead elephants that is! Tanzinia and Zambia argued that all their ivory came from poachers or dead animals but poachers are still illegal!

  Let me ask you another question; would it really be that hard to live without ivory jewelry or purses? If you can afford ivory stuff then you could definitely afford something else.

  Last question; do you think this is fair?

Meghan

03/24/10

L.A.

  In the Christmas of 2008 my brother,( I will not tell which one because that would embarrass him and good big sisters don’t embarrass their younger brothers.) anyways he went under our Christmas tree and started playing underneath it. Does that seem logical to you?I still wonder to this day what he was thinking.

    While he was playing under the tree some people were being logical and were sleeping.(Such as myself.)let me just tell you hearing a loud BOOM in the middle of a dream isn’t that fun. It’s like somebody dinging one of thoose way-to -big-for-Mom’s-car dong things. (If anybody knows what the proper name is please tell me. I would Google it but I don’t know what I would get.) The boom was shaking the floor! I thought it was an Earthquake or something! I went downstairs, bed head and all to see what the ruckus was. I looked on the ground and I saw 1. My mom checking to se if my brother was under the tree. 2. (After the first.) My mom crying on the floor. 3. All my Most of my Christmas memories destroyed.

   I don’t exactly remember if I cried but I do remember all the glass that was on the ground. You might 

as well have broken all the light bulbs at Target! I was sad about it for days! Not as long as my mom

though. She was sad for a long time. We had to replace most of the ornaments that we had collected over the last 13 years! The only good thing was that I got to pick some out.
After Christmas day was over the next week the tree fell down again. This time, since there was not very many ornaments it wasn’t a big deal.

That’s my holiday story. What is yours?

“Mom,” I said.  “Can we go see a movie tonight?”  I was very excited. The new Harry Potter movie had come out today and I was absolutely DYING to see it. 

“Sorry, sweetie,” my mom replied while wearing her most sympathetic face.  “I have a PTA meeting.  We could go tomorrow.”

I thought about this, my heart and face dropped.  I’d been so looking forward to this, and now I couldn’t go.  We can’t go tomorrow.

“Mom,” I said, “My brothers and I all have basketball games.  Besides, I really wanted to go today.” I tried to put on my most pathetic face.  I even started tearing up.  This always worked for Landon, my 3-year old brother.

“I’m really sorry,” my Mom said.  “I need you to watch Landon while I’m in the meeting.  OK?”

Of course, I thought.  I can’t go to the movie, and now I have to watch Landon.  It’s just not FAIR!

“Well,” I said, pretending to fight back tears. “I’m off to my room.”  I ran off like one of those prissy girls you see in the movies. 

Up in my room I patiently waited for my mom to come up and tell me that she could take me to the movie, she would just have to change the meeting date, but it never happened.  I waited to 10 minutes!  (That’s a long time for me!)  My parents would have let Landon go.

I don’t think that’s fair.  I am just as special as Landon, so why don’t I get the same things he does?  He wants gum, he gets it.  I want gum, I hear, “Buy it with your own money, and blah, blah, blah…” I absolutely HATE being the oldest.

I was pouting in my room for what felt like days, but was probably just 15 minutes and I heard a knock on the door.  Maybe my mom was finally going to let me go to see the movie.

“Who is it?” I asked.  My hopes were rising.  I might still be able to go see it!

“It’s Joshua.  Who do you think is it?” my very obnoxious, annoying, and weird brother absolutely crushed my spirits for the 2nd time today with only two words.  “Mom left for her meeting and Dad wants to know what you want for dinner.”

This is it, I told myself.  I could not go see the movie and on top of that I had to watch the most annoying, horrible, and disgustingly nice brother, Landon.

About twenty minutes later, I was called downstairs for dinner.  Great, I thought.  Now I have to have dinner with Annoying and Disgusting.  Why can’t I just skin dinner?  Well, maybe my dad would take pity on me.  If I’m lucky, (which I’m the exact opposite of), he’ll drop Annoying and Disgusting on the side of the road and take me to the movies.

“What’s wrong?” my dad asked me.  “I wanted to see the new Harry Potter movie today, but MOM has a PTA meeting so she can’t take me, and you have to watch Landon, and it’s not like I can drive!”  I couldn’t take any more.  I just cried everything out.

“You do know that you mother should be back by 9:40 so you could still go to the movie after she gets home.”

I can’t believe I didn’t think of that.  My mom wouldn’t be at the meeting forever!  She could still take me to see the movie.

I was immediately very excited.  I could still go to see Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince!  This is the best day ever!

Now, I’m beginning to think that I’m unlucky and I jinx myself.  The next moment my brother said “I want to go.” 

I was just about ready to slap him.  Why did HE have to go?!  Why couldn’t I just go with my mom?  It’s just not FAIR!

My brothers always ruin EVERYTHING!  Why did they have to be born?  If I were an only child I could pout and get what I want, but no, I have to be the oldest.

Please note that my parents aren’t really like this. Only sometimes. Like 1 out of 100 times. But I had to write something interesting, right?

Ten things I love but everyone else hates

1. Brussel sprouts. Most people think they are nasty but I like them.
2. Nearly killing my self in waves. This has happened to my a lot. I even have a scare from where I took a face plant in the Atlantic.
3. Wading in creeks. A lot of people like to do this  but most of the prissy girls at my school would sream like the little girls if they had to wade in a creek.
4.  I love watching snakes eat. (Especially Copper Heads.) Again most of the prissy girls at my school would sream like the little girls if they even saw a snake; let alone watch on eat.
5. Tapping uncontrolably with a stick at a park. I can’t help it. It’s just in my blood.
6. I also like breaking sticks at the park. Though sometimes when I break them it hits someone.
7. Finding frogs and toads at parks and seeing their habbits then letting them go.
8. Making snow with my mom. (Long story.)
9. Playing sports with my dad. Especilly basketball, football (yes, some girls do play football!), and baseball.
10. I like making fun of Ryan Secrest or whatever. The guy is mental! He totally ruins American Idol!

Well that’s ten things a like.What are ten things you like? Do you like any thing I like? Stay posted for more about me!!!

   So. We got a comment on our class blog from a teacher in south Africa. She gave us a site of a camp that her 5th grade class had been to.  So this one goes out to you, our South African friends!!

   I saw this awesome camp in South Africa that the class that is said above went to.  I would LOVE to take my whole family to it.(On my mums side.) They had  canoeing for my mom and  my uncle Tri. There was also rock climbing for me,  my aunt Julie, and my cousin Maya. They even had rope climbing!!!!!!!! (Let’s hope Landon does not kill himself.) The cabins were unbelievable! They made your simple lake side cabin look like barf! My brother Joshua and my dad would love the cabins. I can just imagine them on the decks Joshua drinking “Root Beer” and my dad drinking a beer.

    I wish we could go there instead of Camp Greenvile. I know that sounds sort of selfish but it’s awesome to the point that it’s like….. Awesome to the power of 10 to the power of 2. (Awesome=10.)

  I hope someone from that class is reading this post because I had a few questions that I was hoping you all could answer. Did you have fun at the camp? (Sorry,  that’s probably a duh question but not everyone likes camps.) Have you ever been to some of the places in Cape Town? Like Butterfly World or The Zoo. They looked AWESOME! Have you ever been to America? What is your favorite South African food? Please comment back.

Your friend,

Meghan:-)