 |  Madison was named PEER PAL (friendliest) of her elementary class during their end-of-school celebration recently. She also received a writer's award and was one of two National Physical Fitness Award winners. Given the very large student body at her school, these awards are especially special! |
 Charlie Peters Fifth Grader Author |  Spencer Peters Fourth Grader Author |  Madison Peters Hat Wearer Darn Cute |
The Gingerbread Rodent by Charlie Peters Once upon a time in a faraway land there lived a baker. His name was Pistachio. Pistachio was the best baker in all Italy. But one day this guy just came walking along thinking he’s all that and saying, “Come see me bake. I’m the best baker in all Italy.” So people said to Pistachio, “Let me go see what your competition is. So what,” all bakers would say, “Sure!” “I bet he’s no competition for the pistachio master.” The next day people just came flying in like there was some kind of grand opening or something. They got their bread and left as fast as they could but just when the last person was about to leave, Pistachio asked, “Why is everybody leaving so fast?” “Because the new baker down the street is having a grand opening and he as everything from cinnamon bread to gingerbread rodents.” “Uhhh! Those are the hardest things to make! But even if he could, he couldn’t make a baker’s dozen of them.” “Why don’t you come see for yourself,” asked the guy. So Pistachio took off his apron and left. When he got there, you couldn’t even get in so Pistachio came in and saw a bunch of gingerbread rodents. So he went up and challenged him to a competition to see who can make two baker’s dozens of gingerbread rodents in ten minutes and all the people started to go ouhh! Okay.. “Next week,” said Pistachio. So by next week they were both ready to go! They were both going faster than ever. I couldn’t keep up so I just sat there looking. Finally somebody had won! And I turned around hoping it was Pistachio. Oahu man! It was the other guy. Wait a minute. I saw something I had never seen before. I saw one of the eyes open on the rodent. So I went to this baker’s shop and when I got there, the gingerbread rodent was running around and Pistachio really wanted to win. So he got the rodent and ate it. The next day people were saying BOOOOO! You cheater, you only got twenty-five gingerbread rodents! PISTACHIO WON! “YES!” shouted Pistachio.The End |
Spencer's First Story by Spencer Grayson Peters “Detective Spencer Peters and deputy dog”, yelled the Mayor. My deputy dog, Maggie, and I ran out to greet the Mayor. “No time for greeting son, you’ve got a mystery to solve. The city’s prize possession, the snowman made of silver and gold, has been stolen” the mayor said panting. “Deputy dog and I will start in the morning, mayor”, I said. “NO, you need to start right now because they’re going by jet and if you start in the morning, they will be half way around the world.” Ok, I’ll go get my stuff,” I replied. I went to go get my stuff when I ran into a suspicious looking man with a mask on his face carrying a snowman shaped bag running at the speed of light. I’m going to keep my eye on him, I said to myself. I got to my apartment door and took out my key. I put the key in the lock then walked inside. When I got to my desk drawer, I looked and saw that nothing was there but a note that reads: If you want the snowman, come to the Empire State Building at 12:00 midnight on Thursday. Signed the criminal. Ok, today’s Sunday so I have four days to come up with some suspects. I walked out my apartment door to find the criminal. When I got outside, I went to go get a notebook and a pen to write down my suspects and stuff. When I got a notebook and pen, I walked around town to find my suspects. A couple of hours later, I had four suspects. The butcher, Miss Snooble (a mean teacher), an eighth grade bully, and last Madison Thain were my suspects. I went to a trap store to buy some traps just in case the criminal tried to take something else from my apartment. That night, I sat out the traps anywhere I thought he would go. Uh, Oh, I forgot, he’s traveling by jet. I’m going to have to fly pretty fast to catch up with him, I thought to myself. Luckily, I know the richest person in town- his name is Charlie Peters, my brother. He’s richer than Bill Gates. I drove to my brother’s huge mansion to ask if I could have some of his money to buy a very fast plane to catch the criminal. I knocked on his door and a couple of minutes later a guy with a black suit showed up at the door. “Yes, please come in, sir,” he said. I walked inside and saw my big brother. On the railing was a black robber hat and a bag shaped like a snowman! Was my brother the criminal? “Did you get the letter about the snowman being stolen by mmm, I mean how do you do, would you like a spot of tea,” he asked. “So, you’re the criminal, why my very own brother stealing the silver and gold snowman. No wonder you are so Rich!! And you’re not traveling by jet- you tried to trick all of us!!” “Wait, he said, I’ll be right back”, he said again. The butler went into the kitchen, this is my chance, I thought. I grabbed the snowman and ran to the town hall. I told the mayor about the story and they arrested my brother. I guess we went our separate ways, I said. "Oh, by the way, you have a visitor." “Ronald Charles Peters," said my mom, "you are grounded for life!!” She said to Charlie and deputy dog barked with joy.The End |