Monday, March 29, 2010

tassie and the black baron by Katie Roy

'They almost seem to. . . like me!' he was forced to think, but that didn't sound right, so he leant out and had a good look around the battlements to make sure it wasn't someone else they were cheering. No.He was definitely the toast of the town. A small, savage smile crawled across his face.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Tassie and the black baron by katie Roy

"When you've QUITE finished with the long goodbyes" shouted Brutes impatiently, " Hate to hurry you, but i have an urgent meeting to sell off some local peasants." "Don't be ridiculous . You can't sell peasants!" said Tassie in disgust. 'Actually, at this moment you are correct,' agreed Brutus amiably, 'But after my victory tomorrow, I think you'll find i can.' He gave an evil, echoing chuckle. ' And i do so want to be ready!'

The World's DEADLIST SHARKS

1ST WORLD MOST DEADLIEST SHARK

GREAT WHITE SHARK

Great white sharks have killed more humans than any other shark. During the 1990s, six in 10 shark attack deaths were caused by great whites. Great white attacks are some of the most disturbing. Stories have been told of great white sharks biting people completely in half. A great white shark captured neat Italy had the remains of three people in its stomach.Great whites probably mistake swimmers for a tasty meal, like a seal. But for the unlucky swimmer, it is a deadly mistake.

Hardy boys The Vanishing Thieves by Franklin K. Dixon

Frank and Joe regarded the raised wretch warily. "I said what are you doing here?" the workman repeated. We, eh, we're looking for jobs," Joe replied, hoping he could talk his way out of the situation "The front door was locked and nobody answered, so we came in the back way. We thought this was the hiring office, but i guess it isn't." The workman looked them over suspiciously. " what made you think we needed help?

Fatbag The Demon Vacuum Cleaner by Jeremy Strong

His growl grew steadily louder until his body was shuddering with one long metallic howl. Out snaked his tube, rippling and rattling, gleaming red, the metal mouth black and wide and hungry. With a screeching crunch of tortured metal, Fatbag ripped off a car wheel. The Cheif Constable's car gave a sickening lurch to one side and ground into the body of the other police car. Fatbag belched, and swallowed the wheel whole. He thrust his snout at the unprotected belly of the car, lifting it half-clear of the road. With two great slurps he wrenched off the exhaust system and the the whole back axle.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Diary of a wimpy kid Dog Days by Jeff Kinney

I guess I must have been a little off my game, because the dog found a gap between the blanket and the bed and managed to get through. And, let me tell you, there's nothing more terrifying than being trapped under your covers wearing nothing but underwear with a wet dog crawling all over you.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Public Enemy Number Two by Antony Horowitz

Tim was staring at an object on a table only a couple of metres away from him. It was a Walt Disney alarm-clock with Mickey Mouse pointing at the time with his white-gloved hands: seven minutes to eleven. But I didn't think Walt Disney had been responsible for the rest of it. There were six sticks of dynamite attached to the clock. A yellow wire trailed away, leading to the door. A time bomb. It was set for eleven o'clock. Ring the doorbell and it would have gone off sooner. Tim,myself and Mickey Mouse world have been blown to smithereens. I forced myself to move.

soupy saturdays with the pain&the great one by Judy Blume

Suddenly, both teams started running in my direction. In the stands people were shouting. Uh-Oh! I ran back to my position. Mookie followed me, barking. while I was trying to shoo him away from the goal,somebody from the other team kicked the soccer ball and-Wham! He scored a goal. The other team cheered.