Hi ! I am a six-year-old boy. My mom created this blog for me to record stories. Now it is mainly for me to practice writing.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
The ball
Once upon a time, there was a ball who wanted to travel. So a person hit the ball from China to England. Then a person kicked the ball from England to Hawaii. Then a person threw the ball to Alaska. He took a rest at Alaska but people kicked, threw and hit the ball. He knew people did not kick, throw or hit balls that far so he decided to quit. No one would ever make him quit. Next a person told them to stop. The ball was ready to travel.
Labels:
Story
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment