Chocolate Milk
Ava had no desire to go to time out. None at all. Zip, zero, nada. So, there was only one thing left to do. She quickly ran to the garage and looked for paint. Yes! That color matched the carpet, sort of. Maybe. It would have to do. She found a paintbrush under the workbench, and made her way back to the living room, where the mess was. You see, Ava didn’t ever do these things on purpose. She was only four, after all. She was a sweet little angel of a girl, who loved her preschool, and loved her parents, and loved her new baby brother. Things just happen to her. Take this morning, for instance. Daddy had just left for work, Mommy was getting herself and the baby ready, and Ava was getting herself ready as well. She was a
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Then a thought hit her. Mommy. Her mother would be coming down those stairs any moment now. And with that, Ava sprang into action. What cleans up things? Water. Water cleans up things. She ran to the sink grabbed a bowl, filled it halfway with water, then went and dumped it on the carpet. That didn’t work. Oh! Right, she needs paper towels. Off she went. She placed two on the wet spot and tried to dry it. After quite a while (and quite a bit of paper towels) later, she stood up, and looked at the spot. It was damp, but not soaking (like Ava’s dress), but a brown spot was still there, contrasting against the tan carpet. What could change the color? Paint could! Paint could work. And next thing she knew, she had dipped the paintbrush into the paint and started to paint the carpet. Just like that, the brown spot was now covered with a lovely shade of blue. It didn’t exactly match the carpet, but it was close enough. She smiled, stood up, and looked over at the stairs. Her smiled disappeared instantly. There was Mommy, baby in arms, staring at her.
Hello. My name is Andrew Loklen, and this story is about how my family felt about the Stamp Act. The Stamp Act required the colonists to pay a tax, represented by a stamp, on every printed piece of paper, such as documents, newspapers, and playing cards. The Stamp Act was passed on March 22, 1765. This story took place on October 25, 1965.
R/s Mrs. Wittenberg has a problem with her hygiene. R/s the smell is overpowering that the examination room door can’t be closed. R/s Mrs. Wittenberg has scratches on her back. R/s Mrs. Wittenberg has been refusing home health and physically therapy services because she doesn’t want anyone in her home. R/s according Mrs. Wittenberg they only live out of three rooms in their room.
Before the sun is up, a woman is scrambling around her house, searching for a clean dress to wear. It has not rained the last few days, so she has had to cut her shower to only three minutes and hasn’t been able to do the laundry that has started to pile up. The woman finds the proper outfit — a blue, floor-length dress and a white bonnet that she ties under her chin. She peeks out of her bedroom window, the first burst of sunlight now streaking across the black water.
Then she dried her fingers over the air vent before she lifted the ball from the tray. Her living room was filled with nothing but basically first pace trophies. The ball was gone. Lola had gone to get her hair done for the bowling tournament because she wanted to look nice, so
The only spot of color was held in Miss Lottie’s garden, marigolds. One day Lizabeth’s brother asked her if she wanted to go somewhere, she said yes of course. They loved bother elders and decided to bother someone new, Miss Lottie. They hopped the fence in their raggedy old clothes. Once they were over they gathered pebbles and hid in the bush until she came out.
The furniture would have to be reupholstered; no, she’d buy new furniture— beige velvet. And she’d have stationery made—blue with a deckle edge, her name and fancy address in
She luckily makes it through, despite her crippled leg, and is given the task of mending and adding onto The Singer's robe. For this, she uses threads of many sorts to create intricate patterns. However, there is one color that neither Kira nor the woman who taught her the art of dyeing knows how to create the color blue. Matty
I wanted to run to her and hug her, but I was terrified that I would remind her of Mimi and make her cry again. “Why don’t you go play? I’ll go take care of your mom.” I obediently went to my room to dress my dolls, but when I heard my mother’s quiet sobs I ran to the door. Peaking through the door, I saw my father helping my mother up the stairs and back behind the locked door.
Her dark brown eyes surveyed each of us as she spun her practically white blonde hair around her slim finger. We told her we needed directions and she said to us that she needed to stay at her post. Rather than leaving and walking us over to where we needed to go; she gave us a map, drew small arrows with Sharpie and sent us off on our way. We found the ride surprisingly quickly. I slide into line right behind Aunt Christy and Patrick prepared to wait.
She got a grass stain on her dress and wanted it out
Which means he would have been found in front of the shower and not the sink. As a rule, people put their toothbrush back in the cupboard after brushing their teeth. This indicates Horace was going to brush his teeth before his wife Minnie snuck up behind him and killed him.
Sarah (mother): Good morning, Patricia, you know we got that inspection this evening, you ready? Patricia: Ready as I’ll ever be.
In the passage, it says, “ After a moment, I was ready. I described the teasing at practice, the lack of acknowledgment, and Mr. McCoy’s laughing at me. A couple of times I cried out of frustration.” By doing this, she stops getting bullied and is treated better. Ava also shows courage when she keeps going back to track practice even though she was getting
she sat down before the mirror (and) tidied her hair... she tried a smile. It came out
The topic of chocolate milk can be thought of in many different ways. But a very significant topic is brought up various times, including student debates. Should chocolate milk be served in schools? I believe that chocolate milk should be served in schools. This is because chocolate milk helps keep bodies stay healthy, and it helps children maintain a beneficial diet, since it is just as good as white milk.