Recently in LA (language arts) class my class had an art project. We gathered different leaves and painted with them, making colorful leaf shapes.
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Then we cut out the leaves or other parts of the papers and glued them onto a bigger piece of paper. We collaged the leaves into a design or scene.
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We folded our collaged paper a certain way and then added a cover to make it a book.
Taken by me
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after we created our book we wrote the story about our planet.
This is mine:
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The lifeless computer voice chants the same monotone song over and over again: “approaching planet: Thalia.” Its repetitive anthem is never changing, even as we whipped past Shreka and Tranquility. Shreka’s heat seems to slow the ship, wanting me to absorb its radiant beauty. The stale air of the ship presses on to me like a weight waiting for me to break. I looked out the cockpit window and down onto an innocent planet. Fields of blue stretched across the surface tying small islands across it together into a beautiful, intertwined puzzle. As we neared the planet, its moon’s crystal light shone onto us. Beautiful but radioactive crystals dotted its surface reflecting its sun Earendel’s light.
As I got closer to the surface the low hanging clouds wrapped around the ship like a hug. I steered the ship towards a comfortable looking patch of vines in a pit of rock. They sloped into a cave opening that welcomed me. If I landed the ship close enough to the cave, I could see what was behind the vines. Long ago the computer had stopped its seemingly endless chant. I jumped in my seat when the computer belted out, “Nearing planet crust prepare for impac.” As a confirmation of landing button popped up on my hologramal screen. The computer hung over me like a storm cloud begging me to press the button. The ship warns me: “Now entering manual flight mode.” I rushed over to the steering panel as the ship drifted aimlessly through Thalia’s sky.
I headed towards the wheel and directed the ship towards the opening in the rocks. Boulders pointed at the ship like spears daring me to make a single mistake. “Approaching crust, 100 yards… 50 yards… 30 yards..” sweat trickled down my neck as the computer continued its countdown, “20 yards… 10 yards” I swerved past rocks and vines as I neared the surface. The engines roared as they tried to rasp their speed and slow down, the engines quieted to a low, barely audible hum. “Doors opening to planetary surface” a hum rang out as an opening in the wall appeared slowly lowering itself. Fresh, sweet air filled the ship wrapped around me and begged me to leave. Bright light shone through the crack as it widened, blinding me.
As the door opened more, I could see beautiful plants, distorted through the bright light. As my vision cleared, I could see crystals peeking through the rocks glowing in the light. Warm, humid air filled my lungs. Large green vines laid themselves over the rocks above me. I stepped off the ship, its wind from hovering blowing the small plants around me. I ran back into the ship to collect my supplies. As I turned to leave, I looked out the window. “Wow,” those are the only words that could describe this view. Clouds lined the bottom of the sky, brushing against the surface of the ocean. Islands of green dotted the bright blue water. Above it all a gorgeous red-pink sky held it all together.
Thalia has many different villages and towns all on its ocean. Their treehouse like homes stretching across the skyline. As I headed over to the clearing a group of Julianites sashayed their way towards me, their flowy clothes flapping around them like wings on a butterfly. Their silhouettes fit perfectly into the background, their hair blowing in the light autumn breeze, setting it together with strokes of a paintbrush. One of the Julianites approached me, her hair flowing elegantly in the wind. “Hello traveler, my name is Sandereth and I will take you on your journey.” She signaled me to follow her. We walked through a woodsy path that spiraled up the hill. Snow peaked mountains glistened in the distance, their silvery white peaks touching the clouds tying the sky to the ground. Giant fern-like plants spiraled around me with bright yellow and orange flowers.
We came to a clearing in the jungle where a crystal-blue river spiraled down the mountain. Sandereth led me down a different trail following the sounds of water. We came to a ledge on a cliff, and everything stopped. Birds flew through a rainbow over a beautiful collection of bright blue waterfalls. “This is where I leave you,” she said. “To learn, to discover, and to reach beyond your limits. Now go and find the power source that links the celestial band and fix Julia’s comet.”
I trailed down the valley weaving through the waterfalls like needles and thread. Small, winged horses flitted across my path as I wandered to the celestial cave. Large butterflies soared through the treetops. Their sparking wings like shooting stars through the sky. Day turned to dusk, and dusk turned to night. The moon shone fully over me highlighting the cave entrance. A welcoming but mysterious glow comes from the cave. Small animals scurried under the full moon’s light. Purple vines, like hands reached out for me, pushing, and pulling me around in a game of nature’s tug of war.
I entered the cave, a moonlit lake giving me the first look of myself in over 100 years, preservation gel really does make your skin glow. Same black-brown wavy hair. Same long arms. Same mission. Not much has changed since Earth, I guess. I just have to find the crystal power source. So, Julia’s comment doesn’t crash into harmony, Thalia’s moon. I shuffle my way around the lake until a lit side path appears and I follow it into the cave’s depths. Soon enough a skylight peeked through the ceiling.
A soft wind blew through the skylight as it produced a celestial glow. My footsteps echoed through the cave walls as boots clacked along the floor. A small pond surrounded by purple glowing crystals laid in the middle of the cave, its water frozen in time like a picture that was taken long ago. The reflection of a comet and a moon shine in the water. Circling around each other in a game of tango but whoever messes up first gets destroyed. The other planets that orbit Shreka reflected into the pool too. Tranquility, Obre, and Ruse. I notice one of the hundreds of crystals isn’t glowing. I take a closer look and see an animal carved onto the back. “What does this mean?” I say to myself. As I take a closer look at the other crystals other animals are carved into the back of those too. “What if each crystal represents an animal species and one animal species is hurt.” That could be why the crystal isn’t glowing like the others.
I take a closer look and see that the animal carved is a water bird. Its elegant tail feathers almost alive on the crystal. Its bright eyes shine like spotlights on the crystal. Good thing there are water birds very close to here. I can see what’s wrong. So as the morning sun came into view, I took a quick sip of my energizer to keep my strength. I walk towards the greenery around the lake outside. The waterfall roared like a lion in the distance and rippled the water all around it.
As I approached the water bird’s nests, I saw an oily liquid trickling into the river a bit upstream. The baby water birds were soaked in it, their protective coats not having come in yet they were unable to escape from it. As I headed towards the cause of the oil leak I noticed beautiful multicolored waterbirds, their colorful feathers streaked with blotchy black and brown spots from oil. “This is a lot worse than I thought,” I say to myself. I step into the clear water, its coldness wrapping around me like a blanket. A very cold blanket. Oil stained the front of my waterproof boots and pants. I finally reached the contaminated area and couldn’t believe what I saw.
The power source of Thalia, the way everything was powered was leaking and polluting the rivers and water everywhere. The oil dripped through a hole about as big as a penny, rainbow-colored bolts swam around the cave like jellyfish. I quickly ran to shore to find a plug. A large stick about the thickness of the hole laid by the shore. Perfect. I snapped it in half and jogged back to the opening. I shoved the stick into the hole, and it glows green. I backed up my feet caught in a rock behind me and I fell backwards into the water. The stick kept changing colors and glowing brighter and brighter. BANG!
The stick flew across the river and back onto the shore and I ran over to the hole, but it wasn’t there anymore. With the force on the stick the electromites, the little electric animals that I could see in the hole, forced themselves into the stick and it flew away. Then the oil clotted up the hole in no time. I headed back down the river and towards the water birds who were struggling to leave the river. I washed off their long feathers and they flapped their wings in rejoice. When I finished, I headed back to the cave. The cold damp cave was very welcoming from the hot summer weather outside of it.
I skipped my way towards the central crystal cave. The celestial pool glowing brighter now. I watched as Julia’s comet sped out of the way of harmony and the crystals shined bright. I headed to the main village of Zesa as I arrived everyone started cheering. The council of elites walked up to me. Their sparkling gold and purple robes twinkled like stars. They wished me their farewells and the long golden green grass blew in the wind as I walked towards my ship. Sandereth came up to me, “Thank you traveler, and good luck on your next mission.”
As I slid the door closed, I took one more look out of the window. The elegant blue waves crashed on the small islands’ beaches. The clouds dotted the sky and the sunlight sneaked through the top of my vision. The gray walls of the ship held the directions panel which showed the intertwining streets of Zesa. I sat down in the piloting chair and turned the panels on and pressed the launch button. I closed my eyes as the rocket pushed upwards and said my final words to this perfect planet. “Goodbye Thalia.”
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After we finished writing our story for our planet or our “ideal world” we glued them into our book.
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This is my book:
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Taken by me
