History blog of the week

          I read about Mary queen of Scots this week. Her life was hard and sad. She never got to see her mom after she was 5 because she was sent away to France and after that her mom died. Anyways she went back to Scotland to reclaim her throne regained it marked a prodista lord darnly but then he tried to kill her so she killed him back so some people say. She fled to england where her sister Elisabeth live after the people of Scotland hated her and then she tried to escape proton where Elisabeth put her in but unfronutaly els pith reread about a maybe true plot of Mary wanting to kill elisebeth so she killed her. head off dog run.

I also read about William the silent his life was somewhat good he fought for a good cause and helped the protestant dutch become free. Philip killed him though.

History blog of the week R.L stine

R.L stine is best known for his series of books called goosebumps. He write's children horror stories and is good friends with Steven King

P.T Barnum MY HISTORY BLOG OF LAST WEEK!

So P.T. Barnum was born in Bethel CT.


Later he moved to NYC and had a family.


He soon became known as the man with the greatest show on earth.

To be Continued


He Started out with a museum and then he made it a circus.

LETS TALK A LITTLE BIT ABOUT MISTER ROGERS TOO!

Mister Rogers was born a chubby kid with no friends. He was Shy quiet and not popular at all.

In collage he decided to become a priest. But that all changed when he saw a tv show of a pie being hit at someones face he thought it was so stupid so he wanted to make GOOD shows on TV.

Later He Became THE BELOVED MISTER ROGERS, FOUNDER OF MISTER ROGERS NEIBERHOOD.

Callie ( A Short Story )

Dear Readers, Today I hope to change your view on life. And no matter how drab and bland your life might seem. No matter how different you feel. You can always find a way to be  happy. How you might wonder will I teach you how to be happy? Well by nothing other than telling you the story of a hen. A true story. Her name is Callie. And she was one of many Hens. 

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Chapter One. I Spy with My two eyes a lot of yellow. 

Callie Leghorn was one of thousands and thousands of baby chicks born that spring filled March Morning. But Callie you see was different. Yes she looked the same. But inside Callie was unique. When the egg Callie hatched out of was Laid her mother the hen who layed it had been unique. Her mother had been Magical. Her mother could Understand and communicate with humans. Her mother was very clever. You see unfortunately only one of Callies mothers eggs was magical and that is the egg the Callie hatched out of. Only you might wonder How had her mother become magical? Well its a long story but to put it in short Her mothers father had been one of the only male chicks that had survived. He had eaten a secret tiny stone in his regular chick crumble while just a chick. It made him smart. He could understand humans. he could communicate with them. He out of so many male chicks that day he was picked to be the Hatchery's Leghorn Chickens breeding flock Main rooster. Why and how he was picked out of so many? I believe though I'm not quite certain that he was able to make the hatchery worker think he would be a great breeding flock rooster. And he was. Well unfortunately Callie's mother and her father are no longer alive. But Callie was and this is Callie's story. And you see out of All the eggs layer by so many ehsn that had bred with Callies mothers father only Callies mother and Callie where magical. I myself am not exactly sure why. But not Callie, Nor any of the other chicks saw The Emerald colored tall crisp grass that morning. Nor the huge bright shining star in the sky that gave warmth and light. Nor the worms that burrowed just below the surface of the soft dirt. Nor the fly's that buzzed lazily in the blue sky. No they did not even feel the warmth of a mother hens wing. No Callie and her Friends saw non of this. All Callie saw was lots of gray and white and of course yellow. Callie was born inside a Chick hatchery. But Callie was luckier than some of the chicks. Because she was a girl. All the Boy chicks went away to some place Callie did not know about. And Callie was a White Leghorn. So she would not become a roast chicken dinner. Till of course she was  older and could no longer lay eggs very good. but she did not know any of this. Even from the start Callie was different from the other chicks. And not just in appearance but in attitude and of course in her inner self. She peeped louder not that anyone noticed. She stood up straiter not that anyone noticed, and she walked better not that anyone noticed. Callie stayed in a giant hatcher machine for a while. It was boring in here! She walked around, she saw some chicks hatching out of their eggs, she pecked at the eggs and said Hello. The chicks inside the eggs she pecked replied "Help where tired get us out of here!" some of them where saying "Momma where is momma?" Callie had thought the exact same thing where was there momma? surly this dull gray and boring machine they where in was not mama! But no matter how hard Callie looked she could not find any mama. She peeped and peeped and peeped. But then again so did all the other chicks. After a year or so ( at least that's how it felt to Callie, when in reality it was less than 5 minutes.) she sat down tired of looking. Ovoisly she thought there was no mama here yet. But where was her mama? just as she began to fall asleep a burst of cold air filled the incubator. She looked up and what did she see? Well she was not intirely sure what it was.If she had known what to look for she would of known that the creature that had opened the incubator door and let in the cold air was a human. TO be more exact it was a hatchery worker. This hatchery worker began to move all the chicks out of the giant Incubator. There where hundreds of chicks including Callie. When the man picked her up She stood up straighter, and Peeped louder. But he of course did not care he tossed her into a large tray on wheels she was smooshed against so many other chicks more so than she had been In the incubator. All the chicks where leghorns. But not all the chicks where girls like Callie. They where brought to a room where each one of the chicks was picked up hurriedly checked and tossed into a tray. Callie was tossed into a tray marked females. She watched as the other tray marked Males was taken into another room. She was very curious to what would happen to those boys oh little did little Callie know. Lets just say that those male chicks whether old or young did not meet happy ends well that is all except one but that's another story. Anyway Back to Callie. Callie was moved to a large room she looked around and saw many many boxes with holes in them. You see none of there other chicks knew what boxes where but of course Callie did because her Grandfather had eaten the one and only magical stone on this earth. The stone was magical and tiny inside it there was power to whoever consumed it to have incredible knowledge. So know lucky Callie Knew what boxes where. But she also knew a great many other things. The more she looked the more she knew. This was not what the other chicks thought the more the other chicks looked the more they wonderd. Callie saw many hatchery workers. She saw a great many converter belts as well. Callie and all the rest of the chicks in the box which all together they where around 1000 where put in several different boxes around 20 of them. Callie was put in the last box along with 50 something other chicks.  Then from there Callie could not see much but ill tell you what happened don't you worry. Callie and all the chicks in her box and all the other 19 boxes of chicks where put on a truck. Which drove to where another truck waited to drive Callie and all the other chicks to there final destination. Which was A giant Egg Farm In Iowa. Callie knew a lot but she could not possibly know what her future held. For the egg farm was not the best place...

Orphan Stabels

ORPHAN DEFINITION: PARENT LESS. LOST. SAD. BAD.

OPHILIEA READ THIS AS SHE DID EVERY MORNING BECAUSE IT WAS ENGRAVED IN HUGE LETTERS ON THE FRONT OF Every Bed in the orphanage. She hated it but she hated everything about the orphanage THe cold stone walls the raggedy floor but most of all The head mistress MRS. Gretchen Grub. BUT SHE TOLD EVERYONE TO CALL HER Miss. Lovely. Even though she called all the children at the orphanage Lazy Boogers.  You see Ophiliea Was not ordinary

The Girls Of Mullberry Mansion.

            Chapter One 
                EMMA

My Name Is Emma. And Please don't ask me what my last name is Because I don't Know what it is. For all I know it's Miller or Jackson. Or BrocksDotter. I don't who I am. I don't remember my parents at all. Its as if I never had any. But then something inside me tells me I do. Gosh I am starting to sound like Moana. Yes Even if the only friends I have a raccoons I know who Moana is. But this is my story not Moana's. I live under Mrs Pine. And no she ( At least I think its a she" ) is not a married lady. She is a giant pine tree. I use her needles as a bed. And her branches as shade in the summer, And shelter when it rains or snows. When it is really cold out don't ask me what I do. The poor tourists I have sabotaged will tell you though. I'm your ordinary extraordinary orphan. 12 year old animal communicator long Red curly hair that is all tangles orphan. I Lived in an orphanage till I was 8 that's when I escaped. I was one of the ten girls that escaped 8 got caught and brought back for a severe beating. But the two others me and my best friend Holly escaped Holly went to go find her aunt who lived all the way in Brussels Boro. Ages and ages away form MullBerry where the orphanage was. I ran to knowhere in particular but I decided not to go with Holly because living with a LONG LOST aunt it hardly living freely. Don't ask me why Holly was not given to her aunt long ago. Ask Mrs Brocolini The head orphanage keeper. She knows. Oh yes she does. I soon had found myself at a huge tourist attraction (Well huge for the tiny town of Mullberry) It was called Mulberry Mansion a huge stone building with gargoils and statues. And miles of perfect green lawn. The Royal Cole family had lived there long ago. The mother and father where duchess and dukes. Their One child Ada, Who might I add looks practically exactally like me. I know for her stone carving is in the back of the mansion the safest place to go snooping and tourist coat stealing. The Rangers can't find you there. Well not easily. If you are plump and round it would be easy but I am not exactly round and plump in fact I am quite the opposite. You might wonder what I eat but I would really appreciate it if you stop wondering. Just ask the raccoons and the garbage can or occasilonly the picnicking tourists. The mansion had closed for tours for the day. but the rangers are still here. They are always here. Today I am feeling especially hungry. The Raccoons had most of the feast yesterday night. I look around for any tourists with food. But  unfortaunlly the only people eating lunch are the rangers. I looked harder and I see something crazy. The key to the back door to the mansion was in the lock. The rangers had accedentily left the key there. I could not believe it. In the four years I have lived on the Mansions grounds this never had happened. Then again they had just hired a new ranger named Buli. This was my chance to get a good look inside the mansion while the rangers ate. The only problem was no matter how slyly I sneaked bye they would most likely see me. Especially Cara the one ranger who was always looking and seeing me. Of course I ran away and every time I made it. Buli the Ranger who most likely left the key in the door, Would not see me but one ranger seeing me was One too many. I quickly thought up a plan. I admit it is not the brightest plan but its the best one I have. If I don't look at the rangers then I won't see them and If I can't see them they can't see me. its a stupid plan I admit but the orphan in me made me make the dash. I ran faster than I ran when I race the rabbits which let me tell you is fast. Thats another thing about me. I am very very fast. The rangers caught sight of me right as I reached the door. It was probably stupid to make a dash I should of slyly walked. They where running at me fast all of them except Buli. Buli sat at the wooden picnic table eating a sandwich. I quickly turned key to the right. Nothing. I did not know which way to turn the lock but I guess I do know. I can practically smell Cara's perfume. Or at least I think she wears perfume. She looks as if she does. I turn it left click it unlocks. I rush in inches before Cara. Who of course is ahead of all the other Rangers. I search the room seconds where all I had to make my move. In the nick of time I spotted a small white door in the wall. it was just past a huge fireplace. It most likely had been long long ago a laundry shoot. I started to run toward it but a icy hand grabbed my shoulder. "I finally got you little red head gall" Cara's voice iced its way into my ear. "Not for long Cara" I said cooly right back at her. Then I whistled a loud clear shrill whistle.  She started pull me out the door when Good old Mongoose Johnny and Piper appeared at the front of the door. Blocking Cara. "Shew you ugly rascals shew" Cara cried her voice shaking. For as tough as Cara seemed to be. Under all that makeup there was fear. Fear of raccoons. I had found out this fear a long while ago when she had run away form Mongoose in the night. I laughed "Cara don't be scared these are just my good friends. Might I add my only friends, Mongoose, Johnny and Piper." Piper the smallest of the raccoons made the first leap into attack. she and her brothers bit and tore at Cara till Cara screamed and let me go. The other rangers had all just stood and watched the scene in fear. Apparently they had fear of Raccoons too. Or of a girl who talked to them. Because when Cara ran away they all ran away too. I Nodded my head to Mongoose Johnny and Piper. "Thanks guys!" "Anytime Emma! We are sorry for eating most of your dinner last night!" They apologized to me guiltily "Its okay guys see ya around!" I said this as they bolted off. How wrong I was when I said that for I would not see my beloved friends for a long while after that. I knew that the rangers would be back sooner than later. So instead of exploring the mansion I crawled into the small white laundry Shute. It turned out it was a small room. Which was odd. What could such a tiny room been used for? back in the days? a small skinny 5 foot girl like me could barely do a turn in it while on her knees. It is very costerfobic here. I am so used to sleeping and living in the open air that suddenly being in a tiny room really brings you to your senses. My imagination started to run wild. I locked the tiny white door from the inside. Which was also odd that you could do that. But just as I finished locking it I heard voices I heard Steven the ranger and Ben the ranger. I even heard Cara. They had come back into the room and where muttering something about the three rascals being gone. I had been so caught up in Imagining things about the room, that I had not even looked around fully. The room was dark but there was enough light through the cracks under and above the tiny door to see that one of the walls had a handle on it. which meant that there was a passage way behind it. This was getting odder and odder. I heard footsteps coming closer to the door. And then some one soon grabbed the handle probably Cara.

 "She's locked the blasted thing from the inside! she has get the back up key! I knew we should of sealed up this little odd room years ago!" I heard more footsteps. going away from me. I needed to act fast. So I did what any 12 year old animal communicator orphan curly red head girl would do. I Opened the door in the wall. A long passage way is what greeted my eyes. It looked like it was very long. And it was very dark. There was barely enough room enough for me to squeeze into it. And I am practically as skinny as a stick. Once however I had squeezed in it was so catastrophic and slim in every way it felt as though I was being squished. And that was not even the worst of it on top of being pitch black dark and super slim. The tunnel was getting smaller and slimmer not wider. Just when I thought I could not move another inch or I  would get stuck Sudden light came out of nowhere and shone into an entrance into a large cozy room. The only problem was I had to squish myself flat if i was ever to make it there the hole was just so small and even though you never saw a thinner girl than me the hole was just to small for me but I could not go back and I would starve to death if I just stood here. It was agony in its most deathly form seeing such a large warm cozy room right in front of me and not being able to get there. I never stopped to think about the fact why there was a giant room under the Mulberry Mansion. But the more I thought about it the more I realized that this room was not under mulberry mansion it was in the middle of it. The tunnel never went down or up the more I thought I realized that this room was a secret room in the heart of the Mansion. But why would you build such a large room in the middle of the mansion it made no sense. The closer I looked at the room the more no sense the this situation became the fire was burning as if someone had just tended to it there was no dust anywhere and the lights where all on someone had just been in this room. But who? nobody could ever get to it the way I had. And I doubted there would be another entrance I could get to without getting stuck again or one of the ranger's seeing me. I looked at that room and gave one last push. Just a little push not enough to get me through. I could not believe my eyes after that one push the small tunnel entrance grew just enough for me to squeeze perfectly through. As tumbled into the room a tingle stretched itself across my back. The fall was not more than a couple inches off the ground so It did not hurt. I walked around the room inspecting it. It was well furnished but something other than it being just tended was Erie about it. For some reason It felt old. Not the normal old feeling of old in new era. It felt like old in old- A sudden thud sounded inturpting my thoughts. I turned and looked at the tunnel entrance where the sound had come from. I gasped at what I saw the thing I saw gasped back at me too. The thing I saw was actually a girl. And that Girl was Ada. Ada Cole. 



              Chapter Two

    "Who are you?" "Why hello to you too"




My Name Is Ada. I live In Mulberry Mansion.

you could say I have an Imagination.... But not even my wild Imagination could have Imagined this. Today started out ordinary. My Best Maid Bess dressed me in an ordinary dressed I read my school books with the help of tutor Terry. I played with Dime and Coin my too pony's. And I rode Galaxy My Pitch black white socked mare. I rode her on the usual path. And other than a fawn and it mother seen in a merry meadow nothing unusual happened. When I got home back form riding Galaxy I had Lunch and then It was time to go to the Paramount Palace. Don't be deceived by Paramount Palace's name. Paramount Palace is actually the heart of the mansion it is a single medium sized room built in the exact center of the mansion. And only I know about it. Its my own secret room. You see everyone in the Mansion used to know about it. But Desia wiped the whole mansions memory of it away many years ago. But her magic did not work on me. And to this day I don't know why. However I do know that I love Paramount Palace. Such a cozy room it is!! The secret entrance to Paramount palace Is actually disguised to look like a laundry chut. 

History blog of the week Marco Polo

Marco Polo traveled the Silk Road to china long ago. The reason Italy has so much pasta is because of him. So when you are eating your spagetti thank Marco Polo. His father left to go to china before he was born so he did not see his dad for 15 years! talk about separation. Then once his father came back he took Marco Polo with him. Poor Marco Polo's mom. 25 years later Marco Polo and his dad returned with spices jewels and much more.