This morning, I woke up and looked out the window. It was pouring rain. My neighbor was practically swimming. My eyes wandered around my backyard when they landed on something shiny.
I put my raincoat on and went outside to check it out. It was this weird piece of rock. I picked it up and something strange happened. Jake Paul came by, surfing somehow in the air. Then magically, Madeleine G. flew in the air and dabbed, whipped, and nae-nae’ed. She fell and got run over by a car.
She ran! Something dropped out of her pocket: A POTION! I ran to it and picked it up. It wasn’t marked poison, so I took a sip. Two things happened: first, my eyesight got really good, and then I fell through a trapdoor! I woke up and Jake Paul said to me, “I am Jesus in disguise.” Then he disappeared and a cross took his place.
I passed gas and a bomb fell from the sky to blow me up. At the last second of my life, I thought, “How could this happen to me?”
(A story composed as part of an internet/information literacy unit by my 4th grade students.)
2 responses to “Jesus and the Passed Gas”
And I was thinking you were posting the beginning of Andrew Smith’s next novel. I’d love the logistics of that lesson plan.
Haha. You can kind of see it on my library’s site at dalton. And the newest story the kids made is entitled, “Extreme Vetting,” — from a very politically aware and vocal group of kids.