Reporting From Behind Enemy Lines (June 5 1944)

Here I am..........all alone..........behind the German front in the French countryside. The plan was that the American Airborne Division (a bunch of paratroopers who jumped out of planes straight into the enemy) would drop behind the enemy occupied Omaha beach. This of course is the night prior to D-Day, our invasion to the northern French coast. We are then going to flank the Germans and secure Chambois (a strong German post in France). I was sure our division, being completely untested and never been in real combat before, was bound to fail. Well first of all, our main pilot was a complete novice and it seemed he had only flown a plane once so I knew were off on a wrong start. To make it even worse, he had one blind eye! How would they let HIM become a pilot?!?!?! Since he has a HUGE blind spot (because of his limited sight and not to mention this was a night drop) we flew straight over a large group of AA (anti-aircraft) guns. I think you can guess what happened next. Our left wing was clipped and we were going down for sure. We had only two options: to either jump off now before our drop zone or to crash, landing in flames and die. Of course we took option one and the thirty two of us jumped off. It was AMAZING falling through the sky and seeing all of us float to the ground so gracefully, although this is not a graceful time at all. A gust of wind blew me far left straight into the AA gun nest. Turns out it was in an grape orchard so I had little cover and absolutely no idea where I am or where any of my comrades are. My only option? Lay low behind these barrels of wine and then eventually hope to find my mates. OH NO! I hear a group of drunk Germans coming over here to get more wine!!!!!!!! Now I know that there is no need to panic because for one, I have a gun and second of all they seem pretty drunk, buuuuuuut it turns out I lost my gun in the drop. My hands have all of a sudden started to vigorously shake and sweat to trickle down my face. I have never killed a man and now I have to do it with my bare hands!?!?!?! I don't think I can do it...............I hope everyone knows how terrifying it was to be an American Paratrooper behind enemy lines.....................

I chose this one because..... I put a LOT of effort into it and I really worked hard to "flow" and prove a point. I think I deserve a 5ish.

The Terry Fox Run

Terry Fox was such an inspiring person, how he ran almost a marathon everyday!!! Now days there is one thing that is kinda scary. There are so many people affected by cancer that people don't really care you know what i mean? Well for an example: So many people are all hyped up about the swine flu that it makes all those deadly and dangerous disease seem unimportant and not as bad. well cancer is really really bad and there is no guaranteed cure for it. Hearing that doesn't it make you want to raise more money for cancer? There are more and more people affected by cancer every year so hopefully this year at the Terry Fox run we can raise a lot of money and contribute to this cause.

Terry Fox was just such a determined, and hopeful guy. You have to respect a guy like that. He ran over three thousand kilometres hoping to cross Canada! Do you think you would have enough endurance and spirit to run a marathon a day?!?!?! I know I wouldn't!!!! People like him don't come along that often so we have to help out in his run, in other words really pick up where he left off. I hope one day cancer will be cured and the only way we can speedup the process is help and donate.

My Life As a Skateboard Part 1

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a skateboard?!?! Well I think I have a pretty good idea about it myself, being a skateboarder myself.......

First things first shall we? Well it all started out me being 7 peices of plywood to be welded together. Then I was painted with a ghetto, gnarly design of a purple zebra. I was soon shipped out to a local skate shop in Kelowna B.C. You think school is boring?? Compared to what it was like in that skateshop School is like 1 on a scale of 1,000,000,000! All i ever did in that skateshop was lay on that shelf waiting for someone to buy me. i would have escaped but i had no trucks or wheels yet!! The most exciting thing I ever did was get looked at by customers!!!!

It seemed like a regular Saturday afternoon and i had absolutley no idea what was in store for me. A young boy came into the shop looking for a purple skateboard. At that very moment i was jumping up and down in my socks with excitement (not literally of course.) Being as excited as I was, I thought nothing in the whole world could tear me down. But that is when i realized right next to me.........there was another skateboard..........with........a........PURPLE GIRAFFE!!! I was nervous and if I had nails I would be chewing them right off!!

To be continued...........

BLLLLLLOG!!!!!!!

"You're just jealous because i am a NINJA!"