Author: Cherie Blessing

My Dad and I went to Plainfield, New Hampshire. It was youth season. When we walked around, we saw a hot spot. It had a huge buck rub and scrape. Since it was a windy day, Dad told me that when the deer came, they would be noiseless. I saw what he meant when a flock of turkeys came and a million squirrels (noisemakers of the woods) all of a sudden, a deer stepped out. Dad told me not to move. When he turned away, Dad told me to get in shooting position. Finally, I shot. I shot him with a 243 rifle. I was so happy! I thank God for sending this deer to me.

Have you ever wondered about J.R.R. Tokkien?  If you don’t, that’s okay.  But if you do, you should answer my question!  He was a famous writer.  True or false?  True!  I’ll tell you about it.

J.R.R. Tolkien’s books are full of imaginary creatures.  He wrote about hobbits, goblins, orcs, trolls, dragons, elves, and dwarves.  Do you wonder about hobbits, dragons, dwarves, elves, goblins, trolls, or orcs?  Well, you’re about to find out!  Hobbits are little people who have very furry toes.  A dwarf is a little person as well, but slightly taller than hobbits.  They are greedy but smart.  Dragons are creatures who breath fire.  Smaug was a dragon called a firedrake.  Orcs are scary creatures who work for Sauron.  They live on blood.  They are evil.  Goblins are creatures who hate dwarves.  They also like to pursue the company.  Elves are good and bad.  Elves captured dwarves in The Hobbit, but another group of elves helped the dwarves.  In The Lord of the Rings, they helped them.  Elves don’t like dwarves, but dwarves hate elves.  Gimli, a dwarf, must not have liked staying in Elrond’s elf palace.

Where was Tolkien born?  He was born in South Africa on January 3, 1892.  Even though he was born in South Africa, he was not black or brown.  He was white.

J.R.R. Tolkien’s full name was John Ronald Reuel Tolkien.  He was friends with C.S. Lewis.

I bet you are thinking, “When did he die?”  He died inside on September 2, 1973.  People probably mourned inside where he died.  I wish he were still alive.

Are you wondering where he died?  Well, you should be explodingly excited to learn that he died in Bournemouth, Dorset, England.  His age was eighty-one.

His books are good and really, really exciting.  I think he was a good writer.

O Lord, I give thanks to You.  Your love endures forever.  I look with happiness at my enemies.  I who fear You say Your love endures forever.  There is none who I refuge in but You.  In the name of the LORD, I win the battles from my enemies.  My enemy surrounds me, but they die as quick as a leaf on fire.  For You have done many things.  For Your love endures forever.  I will no longer die but live!  I will tell the world of Your deeds.  You will never give me to death.  Your love endures forever.  This is the day You have made.  I rejoice and will be glad in it.  Amen.

John Audubon

John Audubon had to leave his family for months.  He was a bird journalist and had to go different places to find birds.  His first site was the Mississippi River.  His second site was a plantation which is now called John Audubon National Park.

I really like John Audubon.  I have a connection with John Audubon and Lewis and Clark.  Lewis and Clark probably saw some of the same birds John Audubon found.  I also like to go outside and watch the birds, just like John Audubon.

The pinching snow hurts my toes.

We go to and fro through the snow.

We see a doe and a crow in the snow.

I hear, “Whoa!” in the snow.

We hear a cock crow through the snow.

We see a scarecrow in the snow.

We tiptoe through the snow to see a glow

Beneath the snow, and oh!

What a show as many slow moles go through the snow!

One day, on a sunny, windy Wednesday, you could hear the sheep bleating, the chicks peeping, the cow mooing, the horses whinnying, and one more thing . . . . children asking questions!

“Sheep are used for wool and meat,” the expert said.  “We will be going into the sheep barn now.”

When we went into the barn, a child asked, “Who’s the big sheep?”

“Sven,” said another.

Then when I walked with two legs on the fence, we were allowed to pet the sheep, so I pet it.  It had hair neatly sheared off.  Mr. Davenport told me that he self-sheared himself.

Then we had to take a wagon ride.  I sat on the seat that was closest to the front.

Then we had to go to the cow barn.  One pooped and laid down right in it.  We got to see a cow named Blessing.  It was named after our teacher.

Then we had to go to the sheep barn again, but this time to see chicks.  The chicks were very soft.  We had to be in a line.  While I was waiting, I pet the sheep and looked at them.

Next, we had lunch and recess.  We went to a movie room next.  We weren’t going to watch a movie, but we got to do chores and we got to play with games that they would have played with in the olden days.

We next got to make butter.  I got to stir.  We also got to paint with stencils.

Rain, rain, BOOM!

Rain, rain, BOOM!

Rain, rain, BOOM!

The rain goes as fast as a lion’s mane.

Rain, rain, BOOM!

Raindrops are racing until they fall, so

Rain, rain, BOOM!

Rain, rain, BOOM!

Rain, . . . .rain,  . . . . boom,

Rain,  . . . . . . . . rain,  . . . . . . boom  . . . . . . .

Ah, I can get out of bed finally.

BBBOOOOOOMMM!!!!!!!!!!

Aaaaahhhhh!