Mr. Rennie's Class

The Mysterious Stone

Billy Will and Jim Paul are best friends. Billy and Jim were 21 and read allabout the mysterious stone in the El Diablo desert in NationalGeographic magazine. Long ago Billy and Jim decided to take the ElDiablo air lines  to the El Diablo desert to see the the mysteriousstone. The plane to their surprise land 80 acres from the stone. Theyboth complained to the pilot but that just got the security to escortthem. Billy and Jim were fed up because in the brochure it said they would land right in front of the stone.

Billyand Jim walked 15 miles to get to the car rental to  find out that alltheir cars were rented. Billy and Jim asked there was anything thatthey could rent. The rental lady said there was one car but it mightbrake down. “We’ll take it” shouted Jim. “But it could brake down,”protested Billy “who cares I do not want to walk 80 acres,” said Jim.Billy and Jim decided to rent the car. They also deiced that Jim wouldpay for it. Billy and Jim left in the green jeep. Jim was driving forabout 40 acres when all of a sudden they heard a thump and a bump. “Ohno,” said Billy there was a big puff of smoke and Jim let go of thesteering wheel and the steering wheel fell right on him Billy looked tosee where he was sitting and to his surprise he was sitting on thebeige, rough sand. Jim took one look at his surroundings and all he sawwas bits and pieces of the green jeep and black tires rolling around.

“Howmuch longer do we have to go?” asked Billy. “About 40 more acres,” saidJim. “What?” said Billy. By the time Billy and Jim reached theMysterious stone they were down to one bottle of water. Billy and Jimwere not going to just head back now. Billy and Jim started to climb upthe stone and then they decided to jump off the rock and race up it.Jim won the race but when he stepped on the top of the rock he fellright down the middle into a hole in the rock. “Are you Okay,” askedBilly. To Jim’s surprise Billy had seen the whole thing but how Jim wasat the top and Billy was at the bottom. “No not really,” muttered Jim.“I think I broke a bone or something,” cried Jim.

    “All get off the side of the rock, grab all of our stuff, phone forhelp and come and see you,” said Billy. “Just hurry,” screamed Jim.Billy jumped off the rock ran over to all their water and backpacks andlooked for their cellphones. Where are the cellphones? Thought Billy.Billy grabbed the backpack's and climbed up the rock with the music ofJim’s yelling and screaming. Billy took his time hoping he would onlytake five minutes to get to the top but it took him one hour to get tothe top of the rock.

“JimI’m at the top of the rock with the bags somewhere here,” said Billy  Ithink I know where the bags are,” said Jim. “That's great so where arethey?” Asked Billy. “On top of me!” Yelled Jim “Oops,” muttered Billy.“Okay I am going to come down now and I should only take a fewminutes,” said Billy. “Oh sure.” said Jim. “I will,” protested Billy.

Billystarted to climb down the rock mumbling to himself not to look down.Billy made it down the rock in 15 minutes. When Billy was down Jim wasscreaming in pain. Billy looked at Jim in horror as he saw blood poringout of Jim’s leg. “What happened?” said Billy with horror in his voice.“I fell on a horrendously sharp rock,” said Jim in a faint weak voice.

“Astorm is coming,” shouted Billy over the wind from the storm. “What dowe do?” Screamed Jim with the last energy in his body forgetting he wasinjured. “We just stay here and wait until the storm dies down,” saidBilly. How long will that take? Is what Billy read as no sound came outof Jim’s mouth. “ Months at the most,” whined Billy

“Iwill try to make a fire,” protested Billy. “I will see if we get cellphone reception?” added Billy. “Do you really think you will get cellphone reception in a sand storm,?”  said Jim as it just managed to slipout of his mouth. Billy had just managed to get a fire going when thewind from the sand storm blew the fire put. “Really,” Billy  screamednot knowing that Jim had finally got to sleep and woke Jim with a start.

Thestorm was over in about two weeks and Jim, who by now had his fullvoice back, almost full sleep and a massive blood stain on his newbeige pants that were bought just for this trip were ruined. Billy onthe other hand had gotten no sleep was starving to death because all hegot to eat was dried shrub leaves and had to survive on the one bottleof water which he had to share with of course Jim.

Jimmanaged to start a fire just seconds before Billy’s phone rang. Beepbeep rang the phone. “Really,” shouted Jim forgetting Billy was asleep.this time it was Billy who woke in a start. Jim answered the phone,“where are you are? You okay?” Said Jim’s mom with panic in her voice.“I’m injured but Billy is okay,” said Jim. “Where are you?” said Jim“I’m in the El Diablo dessert looking for you” said Jim’s mom “I seethe stone you guys came to visit and wow that is weird there is smokecoming out of it,”said Jim’s mom. “I am going to explore it,” saidJim's mom. “Mom call the fire truck and ambulance me and Billy arestuck inside of it,” shouted Jim.

Jim’smom called the ambulance and the fire truck and the ambulance took Jimand Billy to the hospital and the fire truck got Jim and Billy out ofthe rock. The person that owns the dessert closed the rock so no morepeople would get injured but still lets people see the rock under thesurveillance of a guard.

The End  

 by Sydney Robinson

By Sarah               

   Animal Rampage   

    The plane was warm with the air from the open door. Africa was amazing. All the animals down below. I can just imagine the news papers“Stanly Morris world famous explorer”  I can’t wait!   

“Africais way different then Canada, eh?” Mitchell said in his loud voice. Meand Mitchell have been best friends ever since my parents died in that awful plane crash. We have gone on all our adventures together.

The helicopter was shaking under my sweaty hands as we drifted through theair. Gliding like the soft wing beat of the mighty eagle. “There it is!” Mitchell shouted. I looked out the plane window and there it was.The place we have been looking for for months. The beautiful waters ofHitchicucu. Mitchell sat down and clicked his buckle in. I could see him smiling bigger then ever. The plane lowered slowly. The crunch of the rocks was the only sound when we hit the rocky part of the beach.Mitchell screaming out a little girly scream. I looked over at himslowly. He looked back. We burst out laughing and jumping up and down.

We unbuckled and hopped out of the plane and started running, jumping and laughing. We were more happy then we had ever been in our whole lives.After years of being pushed around by our families, the two young menwere free to explore and do whatever they wished to do.

We ran around a bit more before jumping back into the helicopter. We slipped on our wet suits, goggles and flippers. We pulled out our airtanks and hooked them all up. We walked down to the water, waddling like ducks. They stood at the edge. Looking at their reflection.....1.......2.......3!!!!!!!!

We hopped in the water. The icy water was like thousands of needles allover my body. But we still went in anyway. After 30 minutes of being inthe water we got out sopping wet. The air tanks were heavy so I started to take it off.

Ilooked over at Mitchell, he was dead frozen in his tracks. His face wasfrozen with fear. I slowly turned my head to where Mitchell's eyes werefocused on. I stood frozen with fear. Water dripping down my face. Iwanted to let out a scream, just like the one Mitchell had let out anhour ago. But I knew I shouldn't. Twenty feet away a giant Elephant stood attacking the helicopter. He grabbed the the tail with his trunk and twisted it to the ground.

The elephant stopped and looked straight at us. It’s fierce eyes fixed onus. I couldn't breath. My fear had taken over my body. I had no ideawhat was going to happen. It’s eyes still on us. The crunching of rockswas the only thing that made me turn my head. Mitchell had let his fear take over his legs and he was running as fast as his skinny legs couldgo.

The screech of the Elephant came from behind. It was the loudest thing I had ever heard, and with that i was running as fast as my legs could carry me. I tripped over my own feet a couple of times but I did not look back because I could hear the heavy pounding of the elephants footsteps.

I felt a hand grab my wrist and yank me to the side. My body hitting the hard rocks. I looked around, it was all dark. I head my voice being called. Mitchell was sitting at the end of the cave he dragged me into.He was shaking from head to toe. The cave was freezing cold. We did not say a thing. The distant scream of an elephant let us know that it was okay to whisper, but we did not.

Theground started to vibrate, we looked around. What was going on?  We were frightened, we had no idea what to do. Mitchell cupped a hand around his wide open mouth. He curled up into a tight ball.

Atthat second a giant elephant trunk flew into the cave. We both let out  ear piercing screams. Then a man slid down the trunk. He jumped off and yelled “gotcha”!!!!

I was confused. Mitchell had fainted. What was going on. A quiet humstarted to fill the air. It was kinda like Music. The sound was gettinglouder and louder till..........BANG! Hundreds of people standing outside the cave with music. I was so confused. Mitchell’s eyes were everywhere.

The man who had slid down the trunk ran out of the cave, motioning usto follow him. I jumped up and ran out. Mitchell was right at my heels.I was dizzy. I stumbled out of the cave. I got down on my knees and Ilooked up at the wild eyed man.

I was shaking all over. Sweat beading down my forehead. The man gotdown on his knees. He put his face inches away from my face. “GOTCHA!”he shouted again. I looked around confused and scared. I glanced overat the giant elephant. There were 5 men crawling out of a whole in theside of the elephant.

Thefive men each grabbed a piece of the thick grey stuff hanging over thegiant body. Then one smooth movement. They tore down the grey revealinga bunch of wires, metal bars and more men. Even a couple of woman.

   A woman in jeans and a light blue shirt walked over to me with cozylooking blanket. She had a kind looking face with rosy red cheeks,freckles and a nice sweet smile. She wrapped the blanket around me. Shethen turned and walked swiftly through the crowd of people hard atwork. She was like a ghost or a lost puppy.

   I turned my attention over to the men explaining the whole story . Iturned out that me and Mitchell had been on a reality show called“animal rampage”. We told them that we had never seen or heard aboutit. They all looked surprised and We then explained how we had grown upwith no television.

   The wild eyed man apologized  for everything and bought us a newhelicopter. They gave us a ride back to  Canada. They also gave us each$10,000 each. The one thing I have learned from this experience is thatHollywood is full of wackoes looking for fame. And  I never wanna goback. What happens in Africa stays in Africa

                    THE END

Jan. 19 ,2011

Last Run

   The hum of the chair lift rattles my ski poles as we elevate to the topof mountain. Skiers slice through the soft fluffy snow and we spy onthem from up high in the sky.

I look over at Jeff to ask what run we are going to go on next, but the glare on my goggles makes it hard to see anything.

    We are now just about at the point where we have to hop off of thechair lift and ski back down the mountain. But before I could even sayanything my skis clicked together and immediately drop at least fiftyfeet to the fluffy snow below. Before I could tell anyone or dosomething they started to zoom right back down the mountain.

    Disappointment engulfs me, Jeff tries to make it better by saying, “Its all right we’ll get them to find them for us.”

When we got to the top we told the ski patrol what our dilemma was.They said that this was the last run of the day and that we were goingto have to get the chair back down the mountain. I did not want toleave my skis on the mountain stuck under the snow and the biggest partof why I didn’t want to leave them is because they were $500 and thatmoney came out of my pocket. So this would be a big upset if I couldn'tfind them.

Jeffsaid that we should just leave them and come back on a clearer day totry and find them, but I was already on my way down the mountain tofind my skis and you can imagine how hard this was, every step I took,I would sink at least 4 feet up to my chest, but I was not going togive up until I found my skis. Once I got to the point were they cameoff and dropped to the snow, I looked and looked and looked and lookedfor ten minutes but still I couldn't find them at all, then when I wasjust about to give in and stop looking there was this black tip justbarely peeking over the top of the hill.

Irushed down to the tree that it was hung up on and immediately dove ontop of them just to make sure that they wouldn’t start to slide evenfarther down the mountain.

Lookingback up the mountain I could see Jeff skiing down the very steep hillthat I just walked down to save my skis “Finally, you found them,” Jeffsays as I carefully put my foot in my bindings and push down hard tomake sure that this time they will not fall off. As we get to thebottom surprisingly with no problems I look over at Jeff and say “Ithink this is our Last Run.”  

                                                     by, Owen Boyd