Sebastian
I Can't Write a Poem
Forget it!
You must be kidding.
I'm tired.
I can't see.
I can't write.
I need to go potty.
I'm sick.
I need to leave.
My mom said that I can't write.
Did you know that I can't write?
Time's up? Uh oh! All I have is a dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding?
Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another?
You must be kidding.
I'm tired.
I can't see.
I can't write.
I need to go potty.
I'm sick.
I need to leave.
My mom said that I can't write.
Did you know that I can't write?
Time's up? Uh oh! All I have is a dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding?
Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another?
Going Fishing
It was a cold morning in San Francisco. My dad and I had to wake up early just to get on the boat. We had to go far out in the Pacific Ocean because, most of the fish are out there. It took like an hour. When I got there I was happy, then we started fishing. Like half an hour later, we moved to a different spot because we caught a lot of fish. There were a lot of people, so we had to move fast to get a spot to go fishing. We started fishing I got a big fish, but my dad was getting bait. I couldn't get the fish, because it was so heavy so i waited for my dad it was hard to hold it but, when my dad came the fish ran away. The we went home but it took forever to go back.i got sea sick. When my dad and I went in the car. I thew up! The bad part was that it took two hours to go home. When we were in Tracy we got McDonald's. When we got home I threw up again, so my mom got medicine for me. This was my story of going fishing with my dad.
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