My sisters guest post

Hi! Happy New Year!
So, I have five brothers and sisters, and one of them, my ten year old sister, is a budding poet. She is going to do a guest post about Acrostic Poetry, a really interesting form. It's all yours,Girl!!!!

"Hi! I am the 'Girl' that my sister talks about:)
I am going to tell you about an acrostic poem.

 An acrostic (from French acrostiche < post-classical Latin acrostichis < Hellenistic Greek: , from ancient Greek:  'highest, topmost' 'verse') is a poem or other form of writing in which the first letter, syllable or word of each line, paragraph or other recurring feature in the text spells out a word or a message^. As a form of constrained writing, an acrostic can be used as a mnemonic device to aid memory retrieval. A famous acrostic was made in Greek for the acclamation JESUS CHRIST, GOD, SON, SAVIOUR, Iesous CHristos, THeou Yios, Soter — ch and th being each one letter in Greek). The initials spell ICHTHYS (ΙΧΘΥΣ), Greek for fish.

 Here's a Acrostic by someone on the internet:

Ice Cream

I love every flavor.
Cookies & Cream.
English Toffee.

Chocolate Chip.
Rocky Road.
Even Strawberry and
Almond Fudge.
Mmmmmmmm

Clara By The 'Girl'

Clever and calm,

Lightly freckled,

And tall for ten,

Radiant, quiet,

And sweet. That's all!

Thank you for reading this post. Please leave comments telling my sister to let me post again.:) That's all!"

Thanks, Girl! That's a nice poem! Yes, please leave comments about WHATEVER YOU WANT! LOL!!!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!

HELLO, 2013

An Interview with myself

(I love watching beauty channels on youtube and some of the beauty guru's did this tag a while back but I decided to do it now!)

1.Do you have any pets? 

Yes. An adorable dog named Theo and a fat cat named Tom Kitten. 

2. Name 3 things that are physically close to you. 

My charger, my backpack, and an electric piano. 

3. What's the weather like right now?

Overcast, cool

 4. Do you drive? If so have you crashed?

 No I do not drive.

 5. What time did you wake up this morning? 

I woke up about 8:00

6. When was the last time you showered?

Earlier today

 7. What was the last movie you saw? 

I've really only watched tv shows for a long time... so Once Upon a Time. 

8. What does your last text message say?

"Am I the only one having a lot of trouble with the math homework?" 

 9. What's your ringtone?

"Elation"

 10. Have you ever been to a different 

country? No

 11. Do you like sushi?

YES

 12. Where do you buy your groceries?

Sprouts, HEB, Target, Natural Grocer

 13. Have you ever taken medication to help you fall asleep faster?

No.

 14. How many siblings do you have?

6

15. Do you have a desktop computer or a laptop?

Laptop! 

 16. How old will you be turning on your next birthday? 

     16. (in 16 days!)

17. Do you wear contacts or glasses? 

No.

18. Do you color your hair?

No, but I'm debating about it. 

 19. Tell me something you are planning to do today.

Homework

.

 20. When was the last time you cried?

Yesterday

21. What is your perfect pizza topping?

Pepperoni

 22. Which do you prefer-hamburgers or cheeseburgers?

Cheeseburgers

. 

 23. Have you ever had an all-nighter?

Unfortunately yes

24. What is your eye color?

It's like a really weird mix. It's like blue around the edge with grayish-green in the middle and brown flecks around the inside!

 25. Can you taste the difference between Pepsi and Coke?

Yes.

I tag anyone who wants to do this tag! And if you don't have a blog leave your answers in the comments.

Continued Story Part 2

Ana and her parents(her mom came in, too) stayed only long enough to say that they were moving back home. Home as in, back to our little town of Casington, Iowa. I was ecstatic when Mrs. Paseka told me they were moving right in to the house down the road. They quickly told me that Mr. Paseka had just showed up out of the blue about three weeks ago. Wow. And right before they walked out the door, Ana told me that she had been advanced up to level 10 in gymnastics, and that was the last level before elite, or "professional". "So I'll be traveling all around the world soon!", Ana whispered, because a customer came in, and we couldn't make to much noise. Then they had to leave because Ana had to get to practice back at her old gym. Seconds after they exited, my mom came from the back room. "Who were you talking to?", she asked.
"Mom, guess who came."
"Who?"
"The Paseka's."
"Ok, Ok. Tell me who it was!"
"No, Mom, really. It WAS the Paseka's! All three of them because the dad's been found!"
"Well, that's very interesting, sweetheart."
I sighed. That was the kind of person my mom was; never believing anything until she saw it. Oh, well. She would see soon.
                                                                               *
That night, I went with Alex to the gym, hoping to see Ana practicing. Yep, there she doing that amazing uneven bars routine of her's. As she swung into her dismount, I came a little closer to the edge of the mat. When she landed two double twisting flips in the air, I applauded lightly, making her land flat on her stomach.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?", I said as she quickly got up. "No big deal, really", she said."I probably would have fallen anyway. I just started working on that dismount."
"Ana", I said. "what happened with your father, anyway." Why did he go missing?"
"Well, she replied as we started walking towards the vault."It all started when my coach here decided to raise his tuition...

Continued Story day 1

                                                              The Gym By Night
                                                                               By Louisa
The bell in the front of the store jingled.
"Hello, welcome to Maybe Baby Clothes", I said, glancing around the store my mother owned to see how many other customers there were. Not many. "Hello", the man said in a thick accent, Russian, maybe? "I maybe need some clothes for my baby". I nodded, ignoring the old joke. "Right over here". as he browsed around, I thought about my best friend, Anastasia Paseka, who had moved to Romania five years ago. Ana, as we called her, was a gymnast, like my older sister Alex, and I hardly saw her anyway because she had practice twice a day for three hours each, and between practice, she had school. But we got together on weekends. Before they moved to Romania, Ana's father had gone missing, and he had never been found, as of two months ago when I got that occasional e-mail from Ana. A lot of people had just given up.                                                                           *

About an hour passed by and the man with the accent lingered in the maternity section. What does he want? I thought as as I watched him. He had thick blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes and would have been very handsome if he had not been so old. He was making me nervous, so I asked, "Can I help you find anything?
"No. Kerry, Don't you remember me?"
"Umm, no."
"How could you not?"
"I-, I began, but before I finish a giddy figure bounded through the front door, knocked over a lamp, stopped to pick it up and kept running. Then I remembered. I started screaming "Ana! Ana! and dancing around with delight. We reached each other at the same moment, and gave each other a big hug.
And then the realization hit me: This man was Ana's Father. To Be Continued.

Happy Holidays!

A little bit late, but again, Happy Holidays!
                                                              

Christmas season, Christmas day
Christmas list of Christmas wish, hey!
Christmas gifts under Christmas tree
Christmas feasts to be shared, it's free! 

Mary Louise Mann Gabumpa

voting feedback

Ok, so I'm aparently doing a continued story wich i'll start after xmas! Gotta Go!