My Life with a Wave
By Samantha We.
There I was, on the beach. The sand felt as soft as a pillow. There were little shells that I saw all over the beach. I looked near the water and saw a really, really, big wave. Splash ... I got wet. Then I saw the wave. I wanted to take the wave home, but how would I, then I got an idea. I got up off the soft sand and ran home and got about five big heavy jars. I filled the jars all the way up to the top. Later I brought the wave home. I went to a store that had fish and really big tanks for fish. I bought twelve fish and a really big tank, I went back home and I opened all of the jars and dumped the big wave into the tank. I kept the wave and the fish forever. Every day the wave and the fish became very good friends.
| Nikki | Kara | Charlie | Indraneel |
| Daniella | Philip | Alex | Zachary |
| Chloe | Kimberly | Lachenay | Samantha We. |
| Rachel | Lia | Tanya | Samantha Wi. |
| Caroline | Alisha | Michael | |
| Tanea | Rajiv | Jonathan |
Mrs. Sbarra's Class | Pocantico Hills School
created 10/03 by Terry Hongell