Kale: A Fictional Narrative

Embers flew from the campfire, and into the starry night sky; meanwhile, the campers, Jackie, Carl, and Jim, sat close to it for warmth. “Now who's ready for a campfire story?” said Jackie. “You can sometimes go a little overboard, so Carl is taking the wheel.” Carl continued, “Once upon a time” Jim screams, and Carl rolls his eyes at Jim, “May I proceed,” He responds rhetorically. By the time Carl finishes the scary story, Jim has already dashed into the tent, startling his dog, a basset hound named Roxy. Carl along with Jackie look at each other in regretful worry, as they walk towards Jim's tent.

The wolf stopped just inches away from Todrick. Suddenly sirens erupted around the corner and swarmed around Todrick and the wolf. The wolf quickly turned his attention to the cars that screeched to a stop. Men in padded uniforms stepped out with weapons that ordinary police officers didn’t carry around. Todrick got up quickly, “Sir step away we have animal control here ready to put this beast down.” Todrick quickly stepped in front of the wolf, unaware of how close he was until he felt the hot breath down his back. “Wait, don’t shoot!” Todrick called out holding up both of his hands. “I know this is all out of the ordinary

“Jackie, you can sometimes go a little overboard, so Carl is taking the wheel.” Carl continues. “Once upon a time” Jim screams. He rolls his eyes at Jim, “May I proceed,” He responds rhetorically. By the time Carl finishes the scary story, Jim has already dashed into the tent, startling his dog, a basset hound named Roxy. Carl and Jackie look at each other in regretful worry, walking towards Jim's tent. Opening the tents flap reveals Jim smothering his face into his pillow, crying. “Oh, I didn't mean to scare you with my story, Jim” apologized Carl.“It's just a story, Jim, there's nothing to be afraid of.” sneered Jackie, resting her hand on his shoulder. “Jackie! You know I don't like scary stories!” He cried, muffled by his pillow. “Hey, listen Jim, you can't

Just how are you going to catch her?” In a similar way, Perrault’s version of the tale states that Red “did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to a wolf.” The authors both use personification of the wolf to better their use of pathos. By making the wolf more like a person than an animal, it insinuates

His actions also reflect his sympathy and regret for the wolf—he closes her eyes with his thumb, a sign of respect for the dead. He puts his hands to her forehead and imagines her alive—accompanied by “starlight” and the “sun’s coming”, dispelling the night / his regret. The language here is descriptive, upbeat even; in contrast to the simple, unelaborate diction of before. The wolf is seen as one of “all nations of the possible world ordained by God.” Her running freely causes “the cries of the coyotes” to clap “shut as if a door had closed upon

However, when the got a full look they were surely mistaken. (Page 7) “Who are they?” asked Georg quickly, straining his eyes to see what the other would gladly not have seen. “Wolves.” The two stories show many similarities with irony and a dark

As Sam opened his eyes, he was taken aback. Cobwebs draped down from the ceiling to the ground. There was no lighting; the only trace of light was from the dusty window. The smell was what really surprised him. It smelled so good in here! He expected a place like this to be smelly, but instead it smelled like lavender and honey. He spied a plate that had some rice and vegetables, and a small bowl of curry. A cup of tea finished of the dazzling array of food. “Finally you’ve woken up,” a chiming voice startled Sam’s inspection. To his surprise, he saw a monkey. He was carrying a banana leaf with a container of something green. “You sure where lucky. Surviving a moose in rage is quite uncommon. You’re pretty uncommon yourself, with a birthmark on your forehead shaped like a star and a really quick reviving body. My name’s Looloo, and I’m the one who carried you home. You

He looked beastly, his fur lank and matted, resting against him like strings of straw. His eyes flashed with cruelty as he bit the pale skin of the boy who laid beneath him. Hansel let out an almighty scream, calling for his sister. Gretel, with the determination to save her brother, threw the now bloodied stick towards the vile animal, piercing it with the sharp edge. The wolf yelped, vulnerability now seeping through his veins. His lupine eyes widened in horror, stifling a deafening howl. His hind legs were frozen into place, so he crouched into a crawl and dragged himself across the cold arctic ground, clawing at the icy snow floor. Once more, a sharp pointed stick lunged at his fur filled chest, a dark shaped object latching onto him, striking his heart. His face fell to the ground, and his body laid there convulsing and twitching. The life in his eyes faded slowly until his iris merged with the whites and rolled upwards, leaving a vacant face and lifeless body on the frosty, solid

Ohio Digital Library (Lane Library) Shark, Lion, and Wolf are outcasts in their communities, because nobody wants to be friends with someone who might eat them. Shark, Lion, and Wolf become friends over the fact that they are all carnivores and work together to embrace themselves as carnivores. The narrator reads the book expressively and fluently. Stated by Cahill, “Appealing digital texts have narration that is both expressive and fluent” (34). As the narrator reads, each word is highlighted to indicate to the reader what word the narrator is on.

When the wolf enters the house, the first thing that the narrator does is put on his moccasins and for the first time introduce us to Michael his brother. When he offers the wolf coffee we also get a reference to his brother by the way the wolf drinks his coffee. The narrator tells a story of how when he and his brother were taught by their mother to cool down their hot soups by blowing on it. The story he gives states “He does this, and I think of my mother, how she taught us, me and my brother, to cool soup by blowing on it… We drank our soup pretending we could taste it, pretending our mouths were on fire” (Poissant 1).

After walking for miles they found themselves in another part of the forest. They cleared their throats and Alex shouted, “everyone we have an announcement to make! An evil wolf has invaded our territory and is trying to turn us into clothing attires, we must fight the wolf but I can’t do this alone, I plead for you to help us!” No animal made a comment, it was quiet as it can ever be in a forest. Until a turtle yelled, “I will help you if it means getting justice!” Soon the other animals joined along and not long enough almost every animal was willing to join the fight. After gathering the animals Alex and Roy returned to their home. The wolf snickered and said, “have you come back to join your little friend, Mel was it?” The two minks looked at him fiercely and said, “We are not afraid, we will get our home back!” The wolf laughed and said, “Ha! You think you can defeat me? You little minks can’t even fight for yourselves!” Without a word the animals arrived and wolf was frozen of

Jaquizel, Nizel, and Franc were three friends just walking home one day. They were talking about the "so serious" squirrel invasion. "Thats impossible, like what type of person can actually think that there would be a squirrel invasion?" Jaquizel was sure of it but him being 16 and the youngest not much that he said was true. At the same time he wasn't that bright when it came to thinking and smarts. "Well I think it's definitely possible, if you think it no human has ever really dared to go to the Mountain of Squirrelhood. That place is suspected to have the whole population of squirrels that are going to kill us", said Nizel. Nizel was the smartest but no one listened to her. Then Franc said, "That is the dumbest idea I have ever heard of".

A wolf said to a fox, “Hunters have been killing many animals. Let us work together if the hunter tries to kill us.” The fox agreed, but secretly planned to leave the wolf to die. When the hunter came, the fox hid without helping the wolf. However, the wolf tried to lead the hunter as far away from the fox as possible. The hunter shot the wolf. As the wolf was dying, the fox tried to help, but couldn’t. The fox said, “I’m sorry for not helping you. Because of me, you are dying.” The wolf said, “Don’t worry, I will be fine.” Then the wolf died, and the fox

But it picked up a heavy fallen tree branch in its long white foot, and shoved the end of that down into our house, at me. I snapped the end of it in my teeth and started to force my way out, because i knew the man would kill our children if it could. " she never even took the time to understand why he had changed into a human, she never took a second to realize she is no different from him because she is a wolf. She let the love of her life die in vain because she

I glanced between the leaves and saw the goblin’s eyes dilated. His nostrils flared. He pulled Little Lester’s pacifier out of his mouth, and for a second I thought he was going to stab him with it, but he just scraped the mud off the sole