Vocabulary Stories

The Blue Macaw
-Mystaree Hangen

There was once a blue macaw, named Isabella. She was lost in the desert. Isabella said, "I'm so parched. I can drink a whole ocean!" She could even imagine the water teeming over the cup or the bowl.




















Isabella had insights of food and water all day. Isabella tried and tried to hook and build a dwelling, but it didn't work. Isabella smelt an essence of food. She thought she was sorrowful and was tempted to look for some. Then she realized she was in a back yard. Isabella was baffled by what was happening. She thought the back yard was uninhabitable. Her instinct came back and she remembered where the door was.

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Santa (by Daelyn Nez)

On a snowy Christmas Eve, I was sleeping and dreaming about Christmas and when we would eat the delicious turkey. In my dream I was about to put the turkey in my mouth, but suddenly my dream was interrupted by a loud bellowing, "Oh!" I jumped to see what was the matter. I grabbed my 261 tazer. I dashed, like a mouse downstairs, I stopped and peaked into the living room. There, in the chimney, were two black, shiny boots. I screamed as loud as I could. I scrambled to the shiny black boots and tazed the boots. The boots burned black and I heard a dead, dark scream. Then an enormous man, dressed in red, dropped from the chimney.


























It was Santa! He grabbed his sack, pulled out a burned present, and dropped it under the tree. Santa opened the coke my sister left him and drank the coke. In ten seconds, it was gone. Santa said, in a bellow, "Merry Christmas." After whose words, he went back up in the chimney and vanished in the deep, snowy night.

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