Call It Courage
Posted by Robert on Sep 6, 2009
Author: Armstrong Sperry
This story takes place in Polynesia, and the main character is Mafatu, whose name means Brave Heart. However, everyone in his village scorns him and calls him Mafatu, The Boy Who Was Afraid. He is called thus because he is afraid of the ocean. Not a good thing when all the men in the village are fishermen. Mafatu decides to prove everyone wrong. He steals a canoe, and goes out to open ocean. After a couple of days, he makes it to some unknown island. It turns out; no one lives on this island. While there, he does a number of things that would increase his standing in the village. Mafatu kills a boar, builds a canoe, kills an octopus, and in the end runs from cannibals. All in all, I rate this book 4 stars.
You can get it here: Call It Courage
Dear Diary: Bad Day gets Weird
Posted by Kalina on Jun 6, 2009
Gimli asked me if I wanted to go past Isengard…wonder why? It’s not as if we have any friends there. Hm, well, I don’t really care, but Iguess we’ll go that way. Could it have something to do with the fact that I haven’t seen trees in a long time? Maybe he wants to walk past Fangornor something. Well, Dwarves have always confused me, and I don’t believe Iwill ever understand everything that goes throught their strange heads. Very ugly, fuzzy ones, too. Their hair is weird and fuzzy, too. Mine is long and smooth and silky…I prefer mine, of course.
I will let you know what Gimli’s idea is all about.
Legolas
Dear Diary: It looks like Legolas is having a bad day.
Posted by Robert on Jun 5, 2009
Legolas said that since we’re going to the Glittering Caves, I should lead the way. So, I agreed. But when we were 10 or more miles away from Minas Tirith, Legolas just couldn’t stand “it” anymore. He just started yelling at me and getting really cranky. When I asked what his problem was, he wouldn’t answer. Now, we Dwarves, in our childhood, we’re taught about Elves and their strange ways, and every reason to avoid one. I understood this as “The missing of things that grow.” So, I tactfully asked Legolas in a round-about way if he wanted to go Isengard first. He must’ve been having a very bad day, because he agreed without any argument. So, now we’re on our way to Isengard, and what he doesn’t know is that after we’ve looked at that for a little, I’m going to lead him into Fangorn Forest, and then he can see some trees and Ents. I plan on going all the way through, so as to end up in Rohan. Then, we’ll stop at Edoras first and visit Eomer, then go see the Glittering Caves. I wonder if that will cheer Legolas up?
Who says Dwarves are cruel?
Gimli
Dear Diary: Bad Day
Posted by Kalina on Jun 5, 2009
This morning when I woke up, I took one look in the mirror and almost passed out. my hair was a huge mess. So i was fixing it (when it’s that bad, it takes a while) and Gimli comes and pounds on the door, telling me we had to leave two minutes ago. So I told him that my hair was a lot Read the rest of this entry »
Dear Diary: We are on our way!!
Posted by Robert on Jun 4, 2009
Yes! Finally we are all packed and ready to go (I have no idea what took Legolas so long; he claimed his hair was a mess) to the Glittering Caves of Helm’s Deep! After we make our trip there, we’ll probably stop at Edoras to visit Eomer and pay our respects to Theoden’s grave. There we’ll give Eomer the news that Eowyn and Faramir got married a couple months ago or so (longer? I do not know. Didn’t keep track of the days. It is so much fun in Gondor). I have a feeling that Legolas is starting to miss all sorts of greenery. I don’t blame him. There aren’t even any plants on our plates to eat!
Will write tomorrow
Gimli
Dear Diary: I fooled Gimli!
Posted by Kalina on Jun 3, 2009
It’s Legolas here, the prettiest elf in Middle-Earth. Today I fooled Gimli into thinking that a phrase in Elvish meant something completely different. (Of course, I changed it to something that was believable) I told him Legolas Onen Thranduil i-Estel Eldar, u-chebin estel anim means Legolas son of Thranduil is the prettiest elf, and can boss the others around. And of course, being a Dwarf and not knowing anything about my wonderful language, he fell for it completely!!! The actual phrase is Onen i-Estel Edain, u-chebin estel anim which means I gave hope to the Dunedain, I have kept no hope for myself. Seriously, Dwarves can be so clueless! Even I, a natural blond, am smarter than most of them!
Well, I have to go pack my essentials for our trip to Helm’s Deep. Gimli’s fascination with glittery objects is quite amusing.
I will write as soon as I can.
Legolas
Dear Diary: I am Learning Elvish!
Posted by Robert on Jun 3, 2009
Legolas taught me some Elvish! Legolas Onen Thranduil i-Estel Eldar, u-chebin estel anim. That means: Legolas son of Thranduil is the prettiest elf, and can boss the others around. I think Elvish is pretty cool! I can modify it: Gimli Onen Gloin i-Estel Durin, u-chebin estel anim! That’s pretty cool. You know what else? Legolas said we can go to the Glittering Caves of Helm’s Deep! I am getting ready for that now.
Okay, signing out now.
-Gimli
Joan of Arc
Posted by Robert on May 15, 2009
In 1412, Joan of Arc was born. During her childhood, Joan was looked up to by the other children, because of her “power” to convince people to do things that they should do, a “power” she kept for the rest of her life. As well, she had the “Seeing Eye”, which showed her the “true” nature of things; thus her childhood went on peacefully, till she was 13 years old. Then, her life began to change, drastically. God intervened on her peaceful shepherdess life. He sent His angels to tell her that He was going to deliver France from English control. When she was almost 17, He revealed whom He had in mind. It was her. Keep reading…
Amerca
Posted by Robert on May 15, 2009
America,
land of…
Sandy, shimmering seashores,
Inviting everyone to come.
Dark, whispering forests,
Majestic, snowcapped mountains,
Wild and raging rivers,
Winding down to sea.
Vast, golden plains.
America, land of…
Freedom-loving people,
Who started as courageous pioneers.
People who withstood hardship,
“The free and the brave”
“God Bless America,
My Home Sweet Home.”
Robert Myers, 3rd grade, August 31, 2005
King Robert the Bruce of Scotland, during England’s reign
Posted by Robert on May 13, 2009
Robert the Bruce was born in Turnberry Castle, Scotland, July 11th 1274, to Sir Robert de Bruce. Through his dad, he, as well as John Balliol, had a claim to the throne, because the Queen of Scotland, the Maiden of Norway as most people know her, had died. Not much, however, is known about his youth. In 1292, his distant relative, John Balliol, was made King. Robert saw that as ‘not right’ as it prevented his part of the family from becoming King.
Soon after, his grandfather – the one who failed in succeeding the throne of Scotland – resigned his Lordship of Annandale to Robert’s father. His father had already resigned Lordship to Robert. Now, because of that, Robert was now Lord of Annandale.
In April, 1294, Robert was allowed to visit Ireland for 1 ½ years. It was to show King Edward of England’s favor toward him.
After a while when he had returned in 1295, Robert married his first wife, Isabella of Mar. Later that year he had his first child, Marjorie. As well, he swore fealty to Edward, King of England.
In 1297, he broke his oath of fealty to England and joined the Scottish rebels. There he met William Wallace, the famous leader of the rebels. He helped the Scotch war with England for a while, then on the 7th of July, 1297, he re-swore fealty to King Edward. After a while, he again (!) joined the Scotch. While with the Scotch, William Wallace resigned his title of “Guardian of Scotland” to Bruce and a fellow named Johny Comyn.
On the 5th of August, 1305, William Wallace was captured and on the 25th, was executed. Bruce was indeed grieved to hear this news. The next year, on March 25th, 1306, Bruce was crowned King of Scotland.
So the King of Scotland warred with England for many years. There were many skirmishes, battles, and bloody plains during the war. Until, many years later, the Bruce and his army finally defeated the English.
On the 7th of June, 1329, Robert the Bruce died of an unknown cause, being a great patriot of Scotland and her freer.
Thus is the story of King Robert the Bruce.