Mr. Dinosaur Dude has lunch

By Gina M.

"Hello Mr. Dinosaur Dude," said Calvin Jr., "Want to be friends with us? Would you please, would you be our friend?"

" Why of course I would. I’d love to."

So then they started walking and talking. Then all of the sudden Calvin Jr. started talking again. "You know Mr. Dinosaur Dude you’re REALLY big. Well anyway my name is Calvin Jr. and this here is my friend Ziggymabob. We will call you Mr. Dinosaur Dude. Is that ok Mr. Dinosaur Dude?"

"Ummmm, sure. Do I get a choice?" "Hey Calvin," Mr. Dinosaur Dude then said, "why don’t you and Ziggymabob come over for a snack?" "You don’t even need any credit cards but if you do have some you should bring ‘em."

"Why?" asked Calvin Jr.

"Umm anyway do you want to come over for a snack?"

"Sure. What can happen to us?"

"Hee, hee, hee, you’ll see."

"What did you say?" asked Calvin .

"Umm, nothing. I was choking."

"Oh, ok. Well, let’s go."

So they went to Mr. Dinosaur Dude’s house which was HUGE. Calvin Jr. and Ziggymabob tried to sit in a chair but they couldn’t so they had a cannon shoot them to help them land on the chair. Then Mr. Dinosaur Dude poured them two Diet Cokes and and set one empty plate. Ziggymabob asked Mr. Dinosaur Dude, "What’s for snack?"

Mr. Dinosaur Dude answered, "You."

As you know Calvin Jr. and Ziggymabob were taking a drink while Mr. Dinosaur Dude said, "You," and they kind of spit their Diet Coke in Mr. Dinosaur Dude’s face.

"What!" they shrieked. "I had something in my ear. What did you say?"

"You." repeated Mr. Dinosaur Dude with Diet Coke on his face.

"Um… You know Mr. Dinosaur Dude, we have to go now because we hear our pet rock calling us. Got to go."

But all of a sudden, Mr. Dinosaur Dude went, "GLOP". He started singing, "Yummy, yummy, yummy I’ve got Calvin Jr. and Ziggymabob in my tummy!"

Then some dinosaur girls came out and Mr. Dinosaur Dude’s singing crew were singing with him.

The End

Holiday Blues

By Christa M.

Christmas is coming,
The geese are getting fat.
First comes Thanksgiving,
and that is simply that.

Halloween’s the only holiday,
where I have any fun.
The other holidays make me
want to get a gun – just kidding!

The relatives are everywhere,
making comments such as these:
"Look how big you’re getting"
"You have you’re father’s knees!"

I try to control myself,
for fear that I may shriek.
But they make more stupid comments,
and then they squeeze my cheek.

But I shouldn’t blame the holidays
for my lack of fun.
For it’s not their fault andcan’t be blamed,
for what my relatives have done.

Earth Club is fun and serves the community

By Kelly D.

If you are looking for something fun and environmentally friendly to do after school I suggest joining the Earth Club. The club meets every Wednesday afternoon in the media center. They always do projects when they are not helping our community. Ms. Karttunen is in charge of the Earth Club. She commented that "we have a large group this year and we’re always looking for more members. Feel free to stop by with a friend and check us out. We are always open to new ideas."

Recent activities included National Animal Shelter Week, which ran November 1-7. Earth club members asked Advisor / Advisee groups to collect pet food to donate to the Pet Rescue in Bloomingdale. The vice president of the shelter stopped in to talk to kids about volunteering options at the Rescue.

The club will keep you posted through announcements, so make sure you listen if you’re interested. Another upcoming event is the field trip to the DuPage Recycling Center. If you have ever wondered what happens to your recycleables after they leave your bin, this is the trip for you. It will be on November 18. Once again everyone is welcome. Remember the future of Earth lies in our hands, so be a doer and get involved. Join Earth Club!

The Power of a POW-WOW

By Brittany A. B.

Stars sprayed against blackness
Fire flames dance along the wind
Drum beats that push past the beating heart
Feet as light as the colorful feathers
Worn in the blackest of hair
Sadness and tears of lost crop disappear
For just one dance, around the gray embers