One day, the penguin was flying around, looking for his dinner. As he was flying, he found an island, where a old woman was weaving a basket. “What’s going to go in that basket?” The penguin asked. “It will have some bread and clothes in it for my daughter.” The woman replied. “Where does your daughter live? I can bring her the basket if you would like.” Offered the penguin. “Oh my, that would be wonderful! Would you like to stay for awhile? I have some extra fish for my kitten, you can have it if you would like.” The penguin liked this idea. He agreed and waited for the woman to finish her basket.
A while later, the woman brought him a few fish. They were tiny, and not very tasty. It did not fill the penguin’s appetite. He wanted more; he didn’t care what it was. A delicious smell came in his
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“I’m sure she won’t notice if I just have a piece…” he thought. The penguin snuck into the kitchen and picked up a piece of bread. Once he smelt it, he couldn’t resist himself and took a bite. He was unable to stop eating it once he started. “How could something so simple like bread taste so good?” The penguin asked himself. Eventually, all of the woman’s bread was gone. He soon realized this and felt terrified. She would be infuriated at him! The penguin tried to fly away, but all of the bread had made him too tired and he fell asleep, dreaming about the woman’s bread.
In the morning, the woman walked in the kitchen to find all her bread missing! “Oh no!” She gasped, waking the penguin. “You ate my bread!” The woman had a murderous look in her eye which terrified the penguin. She grabbed him and threw him off the island, into the water, saying a string of words in a different language. “I have cursed you to a life in the water! You shall be more like a fish, with fins and the inability to fly!” And ever since, penguins have lived life in the water, not able to fly like the other
The scene starts off by Spongebob and Patrick screaming as they are being pulled out of the fish tank they are being held captive in. The scuba-diver, Spongebob and Patrick in hand, marches over to a table lit with a lamb, each step thumbing across the wooden floor. Spongebob and Patrick, the lamps intense heat bearing down on them, begin to sweat and dry up. The scuba-diver laughs menacingly. He then proceeds to take a book and close the door to the bathroom. As they lay in the gift shop, shriveling up from the heat of lamp, Spongebob and Patrick realise that they have made it to Shell City. Overcome with joy, they began to sniffle and a single tear forms in an eye from both. Spongebob and Patrick sing as loud as they can, “I’m a goofy goober,
So I’m a King, with a Queen, who is no mute at all. She speaks. Also, she’s a mermaid. Confused? So was I. However, after a long conversation with my newly wedded wife, everything is still perfect. It was destiny. We had to be together.
The majestic creatures then dive in one swoop through the frigid waters to catch a meal. The fish struggles in its beak, gasp for air and then if swallowed in a gulp. They return to their throne perched in a tree, or squatting upon the cliffs waiting for another opportunity to commit murder. The fish glide through the salty water with an urgent rush. There scales shimmer in the rays, peaking through the tide. Crabs scurry across the sea floor and burrow themselves in the dust of the sand which masks them in the light powder. Starfish grip on to the rocky cliffs and give a glow of pinky peach
One night a young girl named Lily Foster is left alone for the night in her very large country house, while her parents drove out of town for a party. This was fine with Lily especially since she had her faithful dog, Scout, and her cell phone. Finally, her parents said, ‘’Be safe and don’t go outside.’’ Lily gave them a hug and said, ‘’Of course and have fun!’’ Once her parents drove off in their car, she made herself something to eat and sat down at the kitchen table.
Brave took Johnny up in the air and went to the lowest branch of the tree. She gave him a coat that covers his wings and with the touch of a button start to move. Suddenly, Johnny, with his hurt wing began to pull away from the branch. Astonished, he could not believe he could be flying by a coat. Mrs. Brave mentioned that he was given him this coat because, at some point, he would not needed. With this coat he will help others who cannot fly. Johnny returned to the smallest branch of the tree and Mrs. Brave said: "close your eyes". While Johnny closed his eyes, Mrs. Brave coat off him without Johnny notice. She said, "Try again... and still flying with the coat." Johnny thought he had his coat on. He was released and could fly. When Johnny comes back to Mrs. Brave said: "When I remove my coat?”. Mrs. Brave said: What coat? Johnny looked its wings and discovered that he had no coat. He was very excited and thanks the assistance of Mrs.
I’m currently a seagull, since I’m lazy, creative, and loud. I’m lazy because almost every weekend I barely move and I sleep almost the whole weekend. Not to mention I’m a pro at procrastinating, and waiting until the last second to do homework and projects. I’m creative because if you didn’t know I really like to draw and I have to be creative to do that. Lastly, I’m loud because when I’m around my friends I’m very, very loud. (teachers you wouldn’t know this.).
"Books for Sale!" I exclaim while trying to think how I can pay for rent next month.
I am Chris and I am a 19 years old, an avid fisherman, and I almost exclusively use riot baits for every situation I am in. The fuzzy beaver is the best trailer for a jig that I have ever used and it is great for fishing docks on a shaky head hook or even weightless. The streaker absolutely slays fish when swimming it through weed beds or through cover. The riot stick has better action than a senko and the durability is incomparable. I don't understand why anyone would use anything other than riot baits. I live in northwest New Jersey and fish lakes and reservoirs every second of my free time in my kayak. I run into dozens of fishermen daily and always talk up your bait. I have even gotten a local bait shop to look into carrying the
he may be somewhere else he might be outside could he of Been Knocked Up a couple feet in the air
When it comes to smart casual wear, men are known to be notorious. Due to the fact that they can be dressed in a simple ensemble of shirt, pants and shoes without the hassles of changing, they can easily get by the day from the office to whatever shenanigan they might have after. Truly, they can pull-off an outfit that's sure can be used for day and night affairs.
“Ping, bang,” the not so subtle sound of the evening storm, awoke Lucynell from her slumber. The youth behind the counter stared in awe at the angel before him, at the request of Mr. Shiflet, he gingerly pushed the plate of cold ham and grits toward her. Without so much as a glance the boy’s way, Lucynell quickly gobbled down the hearty meal and then began to brush through her hair with the fork.
This story reminds me a question that I never asked myself before—if I am the only one who know the world is going to the end, how can I convince others to let them trust what I said?
while he is looking he comes across a house with a sign saying BED AND BREAKFAST. He sees a dog curled up asleep in front of the fireplace and a bird in a cage. He assumed it was better than the hotel across the street but he had little money he goes to turn around but When he feels compelled go in the bed and breakfast he suddenly rings the doorbell. Not even a second later the old woman who owned the bed and breakfast opened
This book tells about the penguin's March from the sea to the breeding ground and back to the sea. When summer ends the penguins will take a one week journey into the adélie coast. Once they arrive they find a mate. Each male penguin takes a turn to sing. If a female is interested they mate. Once a penguin finds its mate they wait for the egg to come out. Once it does the female transfers the egg to the male penguin. The female takes a two month journey to the coast for food for her and the chick. When she arrives back she feeds food to her chick. That is when the chick is born. But now the males are tired so they must take a journey for food. When they come back they feed the chick. As the male and females make the frequent trips to the chicks
Softly I muttered, Jenny saw my disheveled face and as a result, she turned around and pointed as she said: