Tuesday, June 2, 2009
My Poster
Thursday, May 28, 2009
My Most Memorable experience this year !
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
End of Frindle
Monday, May 4, 2009
The Letter

This story is about my summer vacation that something memorable and really cool happened. So, I hope you to listen to my story carefully. It was a really hot sunny day,and I saw a bottle when I was walking around the seaside. Many shells were sticking around the bottle. That tells me that the bottle was really old and antique. I just stopped in front of the bottle for a few minutes and looked at the old thing. Finally, I determined to open the bottle. I tried to open the bottle, but it wasn't easy to open. So I broke the bottle with a stone which was near to me.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
MY HAPPIEST DAY
Sunday, April 5, 2009
My Spring Break
We are planning for next break.. We will go to another country..
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
FAVOURITE COLOR
THE SKY FLIES OVER MY HEART
THE EARTH FLIES IN OUR PLANET
THE OCEAN SPARKLES BRIGHT AS THE BLUE SKY
BUBBLE SHINES TRANSPARENTLY
BLUEBERRIES TASTE AS THE WIDE SKY
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Memories
Memories
Something warm… Parents
My parents are warm. They always care about me
Something from long ago… my toys
When I was young kid, I always play with them (ex. Figures, robots, and Legos.)
Something that makes you cry… my father
I was preschool student; my father was died from lung cancer. So when I
Something makes you laugh… my friend
They always good to me and we have many memories. When I was telling them I will go to malaysia, they started to give me presents and letters. I was so impressive. I miss them a lot
Something as precious as gold… my myself
I am as precious as gold.
Something you always think… my brother
s I always care about him, also he cares about me. When I was very sick in Malaysia, he was looking after me every hour every second. I am very thank to him and I will always care about him.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Interview
Sad Story

I was very young and until now, I don’t know much about my real father. Actually, now my father is not my real father. Until I was about 10 I didn’t know my facts that my father was dead. My mother said “your father is in business now” yeah, my mother was lying to me. When I was young I thought it was true. But now I don’t believe that my mother’s lies.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Frim
When I Get Older
When I Get Older

