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by rick lynn mayfieldga
Aug 7, 2004
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I will place my story of "Little Red" here followed by
another next. It sounds better if you get down all the
voices. I will send out, um, say five tapes to the first
five who request it. Feel free to read and copy.
rick lynn
[email removed]]
Little Red was taking a big basket of goodies thr...See More/blockquote>
I will place my story of "Little Red" here followed by
another next. It sounds better if you get down all the
voices. I will send out, um, say five tapes to the first
five who request it. Feel free to read and copy.
rick lynn
[email removed]]
Little Red was taking a big basket of goodies through the
woods, to her grandmother’s house. As she was walking
along, there appeared Mista Wolf, better known as Wolf
Brown.
Little Red Says, "hez Mista Wolf; how you doing this
afternoon?"
"I is doing fine, Little Red", sez Mista Wolf, "and whez
you off to this fine day?"
Little Red sez, "I am taking this big basket of goodies
through the woods to my Granny’s house. I got her some
hotdogs, hamburgers, cole slaw, french fries, an apple pie,
and a large pitcher of iced tea."
"UM, UM", sez Mista Wolf, "that sure sounds like some good
eatin".
"Yes, Mista Wolf", sez Little Red, "I made it jus for her.
I know she gonna like it."
"I espect she will too", sez Mista wolf. "Well, Little Red,
have nice day; take it easy."
"You too Mista Wolf", sez Little Red, as she hurried on to
Granny’s house.
- Just then Mr. Wolf got an Idea. Um those goodies smell
good, and I am hongrey. I’ez just take a short cut to Miss
Granny’s house and try to get some of those goodies. Mista
Wolf ran as fast as he could to Miss Granny’s house and
knocked on the door.
"knock Knock". Mista Wolf knocked good and polite.
"Whoz there," sez Miss Granny.
"It’s just me Mez Granny," sez Mista Wolf. I jus wanted to
know if you gots some leftover grits for me to eat."
"Sure", sez Miss Granny’; "I got a plate full."
- Just as Miss Granny opened the door, Mista Wolf sez, "Hez
Miz Granny; doz you have an old coat for me to wear? It’s
been so cold out lately."
"Sure", sez Miss Granny, "I’ll get you one."
- Just as Miss Granny went to the closet, Mista Wolf shut
the door behind her and locked it. Miss Granny tried to
fuss but it was no use, no one could hear.
-Just then, Little Red came up to the front door and
knocked.
"Knock Knock" - "Say Hez Granny", I brought you a big
basket of goodies so we can eat and have a good time."
- Mista Wolf got slick and dressed up in Granny’s nightgown
and cap. Then he got in her bed and pulled the covers up.
Then he sez in his best Granny voice - "Come on in, Little
Red; I been a little sick today".
- Then Little Red came in and went to Miss Granny’s bed.
"Sey hez, Granny, what big ears you have!"
"The better to hearz you with my dear," sez Mista Wolf.
"Why granny", sez Little Red, "what big nose you have!"
"The better to smell those goodies with my dear," sez Mista
Wolf.
"Granny", sez Little Red, "what big teeth you have!"
"The better to eat those goodies with my dear," sez Mista
Wolf.
- Then Mista Wolf climbed out of Granny's bed and went for
the goodies, but Little Red was quick; she hurried out the
door and found Mista Farmer nearby.
Please Mista Farmer," sez Little Red. Mista Wolf trying to
take my basket of goodies.
-Mista Farmer saw Mista Wolf. He took out his rake and
chased Mista Wolf away.
"You stay outta here Mista Wolf", sez Mista Farmer. "These
goodies belong to Miss Granny."
"Okay, Okay", sez Mista Wolf "I is sorry, really."
- Then Mista Wolf hurried back into the woods. Mista Farmer
and Little Red got Granny outta the closet. Then they all
had nice picnic under a big tree. Would you believe Little
Red? She still liked Mista Wolf and left him some of her
apple pie by the tree. Mista Wolf was very thankful and
always looked after her from then on.
by rick lynn mayfieldga
Aug 7, 2004
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I wrote this story for my students entitled "Oscar", about
a hound dog who sleeps by day but becomes a super hero at
night, flying through the air and rescuing fellow dogs in
trouble. Having come from Southeast Atlanta and hearing a
lot of Uncle Remus, I find it best to use a good soft,
Southern Black ac...See More/blockquote>
I wrote this story for my students entitled "Oscar", about
a hound dog who sleeps by day but becomes a super hero at
night, flying through the air and rescuing fellow dogs in
trouble. Having come from Southeast Atlanta and hearing a
lot of Uncle Remus, I find it best to use a good soft,
Southern Black accent, the kind you hear on Sunday in a
quiet, sermon kind of way. The kids really enjoy it. I get
a kick out of it also. A soft copy of "Oscar" and other
material is at the bottom of my home site at I also
have "Oscar Grammar" I use to teach reading comprehension.
This is also near the bottom of my home site right next to
the story "Oscar".
[link removed]
Oscar
Oscar is an old hound dog of mine. I didn’t know Oscar had
another life. It seems every night he would put on his red
cape and fly off into the night, looking for fellow dogs in
trouble. One night while everyone was sleeping, Oscar put
on his cape and flew out the window. He was flying high in
the air when he spotted a little dog being chased by a big
dog. Oscar turned around in the air. He flew down and
picked up the little dog. Then he carried him to safety.
Oscar flew away again, looking for other dogs in trouble.
Oscar was rounding the neighborhood when he saw a
dogcatcher trying to catch some dogs. The dogcatcher
already had some dogs in his cage. Oscar sat down in front
of the dogcatcher, cape and all. Then Oscar just smiled at
the dogcatcher. The dogcatcher was not sure what to think
at first. Then the dogcatcher ran toward Oscar with his
net. Oscar leaped up and flew over the dogcatcher. The
dogcatcher was scared. He had never seen a dog fly through
the air before. Then Oscar opened the cage to the truck.
All the dogs jumped out and ran away. Oscar knew he had
done a good deed. Then he flew up and circled the
dogcatcher. The dogcatcher ran to his truck and locked the
door. He drove off and never came back.
I was still asleep when Oscar returned. When I got up, I
saw Oscar sleeping. He just smiled and looked at me funny.
I took him out and gave him a dog hamburger. When I made my
own breakfast, I could not find the salt. Would you believe
I found it right by his bowl? Oscar just smiled and acted
like nothing was wrong. You know I think Oscar is smarter
than he looks.
Oscar seems to be a very long sleeper. I see him sleeping
all the time during the day. I wonder what makes Oscar so
tired. That night as I fell asleep, I could hear movement
in the living room.
Oscar looked in the door to make sure everyone was
sleeping. Then he ran to the closet to get his cape. He
flew off again looking for other dogs in trouble. He was
soaring high in the air when he spotted a little dog being
chased by two rottweilers.
Oscar quickly sprang into action. He dropped down from the
sky and held one rottweiler by the neck with his teeth.
Then he carried the rottweiler up and laid him in a tree.
The other rottweiler watched in horror. Then Oscar flew
back down and jumped on the other rottweiler. There was fur
everywhere, and all of it belonged to the rottweiler.
When Oscar was finished, the rottweiler looked like he just
had a bad hair cut. Then Oscar and the little dog walked
off. Oscar took the little dog home. He flew back through
the window and removed his cape.
Oscar was tired after his heroic night out. When I woke up,
there was Oscar, asleep on the rug. I was wondering what
made him so tired. It seems I have never seen him do
anything but sleep. Oscar and I are best friends. Still, I
wish I could tell people he can do other things than sleep.
Just then, I looked at Oscar. He seemed somewhat funny, as
if he were smiling. Well, I thought, I will just have to
accept him as he is.
When Oscar woke up, I made him some lunch.
I went inside the closet to get a coat and looked down at
the floor. I could see paw prints. Now how do you suppose
he made those prints inside the closet? That night in bed,
I thought I heard the closet door open.
While everyone was sleeping, Oscar went on another flight
to rescue dogs in trouble. His cape was flapping in the
wind. Far down below on the street, there was a big, hairy
dog that was being chased by a bunch of yellow jackets.
Oscar knew he had better think of something quick. He
dropped down for a closer look. Then he swooped down and
carried the dog to the woods. They waited until the yellow
jackets went away. Oscar seemed a bit sore the next day. I
didn’t know what caused it. Still, Oscar felt happy and
content. That night, it was cold, so I fixed him a blanket
by the fire. He just smiled and lay down on the blanket.
When I thought he was comfortable, I went to bed.
Later, I heard sounds in the living room. Once again, Oscar
was sailing through the sky looking for dogs in trouble. He
was circling the city when he spotted an old hound dog
shivering in the cold. He landed near the dog and gave a
howl. The hound dog saw Oscar and came to him. When the
hound came to Oscar, Oscar took him to a dog motel, and he
signed him in. Oscar ordered two large, T-bone steaks,
rare. Oscar left the hound comfortable and warm. That night
as Oscar flew home, he was also wearing his red earmuffs
that matched his red cape.
When Oscar got home, he quickly discarded his cape and went
to sleep by the fire. The next morning when I got up, there
was Oscar, fast asleep. I gave him a pat on his head. Oscar
raised his eyes and just kind of smiled at me. I still
didn’t know why he didn’t eat his breakfast. I guess dogs
like him just don’t get that hungry.
When I got home that day, Oscar was still sleeping by the
fire. He rose to his feet when he saw me. Later that night,
Oscar seemed to be a little more restless. As I slept, I
heard him moving in the next room.
Oscar made himself some coffee before leaving the house in
search of dogs in trouble. The moon was shining as he flew
across the night sky in his red cape. Down on the street
below, there was a puppy that had become lost from its
mother. Oscar flew down and picked up the puppy and carried
him off to a nearby house with a garage. He raised the door
and placed the puppy inside. Then he closed the door.
Oscar began to look for the mother of the puppy. Oscar
looked everywhere for the mother. Oscar flew around all the
houses, but he could not find her. Then he saw something
moving in an old house. He flew down for a closer look.
There was the mother taking care of the other pups. Oscar
knew they were cold, so he built a fire in the fireplace
and flew off to get the other pup. When he returned, he
laid the pup by the fire with the rest of the puppies. Then
Oscar flew off to get food for the family. He saw an Alpo
truck make a delivery of dog food. He picked up some cans
of Alpo and hurried back to the puppies. The family was
glad to see him. Oscar made them some of his favorite chili
over the fireplace. After the meal, Oscar flew off, his
cape flapping in the wind.
The next morning when I got up, I went in to check on
Oscar. He was still fast asleep. I thought I smelled chili
powder on him. Oscar raised one eye and smiled. I just pat
him on his head and gave him some breakfast. Later that
night, I made sure Oscar was comfortable; then I went to
bed.
I was almost asleep when I heard something moving in the
living room. The moon was shining bright as Oscar flew off
into the night sky. A policeman was watching as the shadow
of a hound dog in red cape and earmuffs sailed across the
moon. Oscar was making his usual flight over the city,
looking for dogs in trouble. Oscar was flying over the
river when he saw a dog trying to swim across. The dog was
getting tired. Oscar knew he better think of something. He
picked the dog out of the water and carried him to the
other side. Oscar built a fire on shore so the tired dog
could get dry and warm. Then Oscar flew off again. The
tired dog gave a farewell howl. Oscar howled back. Oscar
put his cape in dryer when he got home, and after putting
it back in the closet, he went to sleep by the fire.
The next morning, I saw Oscar sleeping close to the fire.
He raised his head when he saw me. Then he lay back down on
his blanket. I never saw such a lazy dog, but I love him.
Oscar was drowsing by the fire when he saw the snow falling
outside. He knew it was going to be a long night for one of
his fellow dogs. He waited until everyone had gone to bed.
Then he prepared for some heroic action. Ice was forming on
his paws as he flew up, up, and above the town. He began
looking intently at the ground below, in search of dogs in
trouble. There on the top of a tall hotel, Oscar spotted a
dog left out on the rooftop by his master. He swooped down
to the roof of the hotel where the dog was. Then he carried
the dog off the roof and to the ground below.
Oscar had a special key to get in locked doors. He used his
key to get inside the hotel. Then he sneaked the dog past
the guard and up the stairs of the hotel. Then he sniffed
out the floor where the dog’s master lived. He found the
room where the dog lived and let him in.
Oscar could hear the guard walking up the stairs to
investigate. Just as the guard saw him, Oscar quickly
opened the window and flew out. All the guard could see was
a flapping cape and a wagging tail. Oscar stopped off for
some hot chocolate on the way home.
I heard something moving in the living room. When I went to
investigate, all I saw was Oscar asleep by the fire. I
looked more closely at Oscar and thought for sure I saw a
milk mustache.
Early that morning, I watched as Oscar lay, stretched out
by the fire. As I walked by, I gave him a gentle pat on his
head and scratched his ear. He raised his eyes and began to
stretch some more. Then he went back to sleep. Later that
night as the wind blew, I thought I heard the sound of feet
on the roof.
With all the wind blowing, Oscar needed a running start to
get off the ground. He used the roof as a runway. With a
run and a mighty jump, Oscar was sailing through the air.
His cape and matching earmuffs were a sight to behold.
Oscar slowly climbed high into the air, looking for dogs in
trouble. As he flew high in the air, he could see many cars
on the highway. Just then, he saw a fellow dog, stranded in
the middle. There were cars everywhere. The stranded dog
was getting real scared. Oscar turned and pointed his nose,
down toward the dog. A car was coming right at the poor
dog. Oscar quickly flew down. He wrapped the little dog up
and carried him to safety. A driver was watching as the two
dogs rose into the air and sailed away into the night.
Oscar carried the dog back home. Then he began to fly home
himself. As the ice formed on his cape, Oscar made his way
back home and to his warm fireplace.
Oscar was almost frozen when he got back home. He could
barely make it to the fire. When I got up the next morning,
I looked in on Oscar. He was very cold and seemed to have a
fever. I covered him with blankets and waited by his side.
He seemed to be getting weaker as the hours went by. Once
in a while he would move and then remain very still. He
just lay there for a time.
Late that afternoon, I just knew Oscar was going to pass
off and not wake up. Just then, I heard a howl at the front
door. It was a big hairy dog. I didn’t know where it came
from. He just came into the room and lay down beside Oscar.
Then I heard another howl coming from the front door. When
I opened the door, I saw a hound dog, and it also sat down
beside Oscar. About an hour later, I heard a dog and bunch
of pups barking at the front door. I couldn’t believe it.
When I opened the door, they also came right in. The mother
dog and all her pups snuggled up to Oscar. All those dogs
just sat there and watched over Oscar. Once in a while, one
of the dogs would nudge Oscar with his nose. For some
reason all those dogs were trying to help Oscar. I finally
dosed off in a chair while the dogs watched. When I
awakened, I noticed the dogs nudging and occasionally
howling at Oscar. I just knew Oscar was not going to make
it. Then, the hairy dog, the hound dog, along with the
mother dog and all the pups began to nudge and crowd all
around Oscar. They just lay there like they knew something
I didn’t. That’s it, I thought; Oscar is gone.
I was finally ready to send the dogs home. I started to
push the dogs away. Then, I saw Oscar’s foot move. I
couldn’t believe my eyes. Then it moved again - and again.
Finally, Oscar raised his eyes and closed them. He didn’t
move this time. Then Oscar kind of raised his head and lay
back down. All the dogs began to howl and bark. The pups
were licking Oscar in the face. The dogs stayed with Oscar
the rest of the night.
The next morning when I woke up, all the dogs were gone.
Oscar lay sleeping peacefully by the fireplace. I went to
the kitchen to make some coffee. This time I was angry!
Someone had made a mess in the kitchen! There was
hamburger, ketchup, mustard and puppy chow all over the
floor. I even found some pieces of hamburger bun in the
mess. It looked like someone had a party; there were dog
and puppy prints everywhere.
I was even more angry when I noticed a set of prints
matching Oscar’s was on the stove and in the refrigerator.
Yet, somehow I just couldn’t find it in my self to get on
to Oscar. I just cleaned up the mess. When I was finished,
I gave Oscar a pat on the head. It was then I noticed the
ketchup on his whiskers. You know I think Oscar is smarter
than he looks.
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Question: my second grade class will be writing letters.
There was once postcards across america. Where do I find
out more?
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I have uploaded an mp3 of my song "Read Across America" if
you want to use it with your students. The lyrics are also
available if you need them.
[link removed]
[link removed]
Enjoy! Glenn
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My son is reading Maniac Magee in Grade 6 and is struggling
to keep all the events straight. Does anyone have any
review sheets/questions that we might be able to use at
night to review what is going on in the book during the
day?
by Dedra Galvez
Nov 1, 2004
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Chapter 10
1. How does Maniac meet Mars Bar Thompson?
2. What unthinkable thing does Maniac do in Chapter 10?
3. What is special about an East End lady in her prime?
Chapter 11
1. How is Amanda like an "East End lady in her prime"?
2. How did the high school basketball players react to
Amanda and...See More/blockquote>
Chapter 10
1. How does Maniac meet Mars Bar Thompson?
2. What unthinkable thing does Maniac do in Chapter 10?
3. What is special about an East End lady in her prime?
Chapter 11
1. How is Amanda like an "East End lady in her prime"?
2. How did the high school basketball players react to
Amanda and Jeffery and the torn book?
Chapter 12
1. What was Maniac's reception at Amanda's home?
2. Why did Maniac make a special point of checking the
house number at the Beales?
Chapter 13
1. What are the "such as" phrases the author used in this
chapter?
2. How did Maniac affect the Beal household?
3. What is Maniac's allergy?
Chapter 14
1. What are the particular things Maniac loved about his
new life?
2. What were the colors of the east end?
3. How are Jeffery and Maniac different?
Chapter 15
1. How did Maniac's fame spread all over the east end?
2. What are different reactions to trash talk in chapter
15?
Chapter 16
1. What kinds of things did Maniac see?
Chapter 17
1. How did the east end folks deal with a hot day in
August?
2. Why did the man at the "party" call Maniac "Whitey"?
Was the man justified?
3. What was the reason for the paint on the Beales' house?
Chapter 18
1. What is the nature of the conversation between Amanda
and Maniac after the "fishbelly" incident?
2. What were Maniac's special abilities and talents?
Chapter 19
1. What is Cobble's Knot?
Chapter 20
1. How did Maniac begin on Cobble's Knot?
2. Who is "like some fairytale tailor"?
Chapter 21
1. Why did Maniac leave town?
2. Why didn't uncoiling Cobble's Knot help Maniac's
situation?
Chapter 22
1. Where do you meet Jeffrey at the start of Part II?
2. Who discovers Jeffery?
3. Why was Jeffery reverted to the name Jeffery?
Chapter 23
1. What is the fist thing Grayson does for Jeffery once
he's been fed?
2. What is Jeffery's reason for avoiding school?
Chapter 24
1. What do Grayson's questions about the Beales tell you
about him?
2. Where does Maniac sleep after meeting Grayson?
got to go will finish chapters 25-42 tomorrow
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Does anyone know where I can purchase the movie
by CARA CONNELLY
Nov 30, 2004
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I HEARD THERE WAS A MOVIE THAT WENT ALONG WITH THE NOVEL
HATCHET. IN FACT A TEACHER FRIEND TELLS ME SHE HAS SEEN
IT. DOES ANY ONE KNOW IF THIS IS TRUE AND WHERE I CAN FIND
IT?
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