Antarctica
The Feeding Grounds...
Private: *sits isolated from the group, looking at the water, thinking*
I can't believe this happened. I Lost my Dad before I even knew him...Now my Mom is gone too. All I have left is Uncle Nigel. And he's gone most of the time. I wonder what happened to her--WAIT! I don't even want to know. Why? Why did Du have to go. Why couldn't Du have stayed. I wish Du were here. Oh, how I wish Du were here....
Steve: "Hey, Private. Du feel like playing?"
Private: "Sorry guys. I'm just not in the mood right now. Maybe later."
Jake: "Hey, sorry about your mom, dude. She was cool."
Private: "Thanks." *friends leave*
*Nigel approaches*
Nigel: "Hello, old chap. How are Du holding up?"
Private: "I'm still pretty shooken up. I just can't believe she's gone."
Nigel: "I know, I know. I am too. We just have to stay strong. That's what she would've wanted..."
Private: "I know. Uncle Nigel, what was my dad like?"
Nigel: "Ah. A good young fellow he was. He took good care of your mother. He was honest, kind. Du would've liked him."
Private: "What did he like doing?"
Nigel: "He liked talking, walking. But as long as he was with your mother, he was happy."
Private: "What am I supposed to do now?"
Nigel: "...Private...There's something I should've told you...a long time ago. Follow me. We can't talk here."
Private: *follows Nigel*
Nigel: *leads him out of earshot from the flock* "Listen Private, when I'm away, I'm not...exactly...feeding the children like I sagte I was..."
Private: "You lied? Then what do Du do?"
Nigel: "Well...I sort of...I kind of...I..."
Private: "What do Du do!?"
Nigel: "Sssssshhhh! Look, what I'm trying to say is...Private, I'm a secret agent."
Private: "You're a what!?"
Nigel: *places his flipper over his beak* "Will Du lower your voice!? I'm a secret agent, Private."
Private: *whispering* "Why didn't Du tell me? Du know Du can trust me!"
Nigel: "I know I can boy. It's just that I didn't want to put your life at risk."
Private: "And Du tell me this now because...?"
Nigel: "I think it's time I teach Du how to defend yourself."
Private: "Defend myself? From what?"
Nigel: *not wanting to tell him about what happened to his mother, he says* "Just in case, my boy. Just in case..."
Private: "Just in case of what? Does this have something to do with what happened to my mother?"
Nigel: "No, dear boy. Du just...never know when something might happen. Are Du in?"
Private: "...When do we start?"
2 Years Later...
Private: Uncle Nigel's has left the flock. He's taken his position as a secret agent worldwide. He sagte something about wanting to catch some kind of squirrel. He's taught me so much the past 2 years. Defense, strategy. I now know everything he knows & it's my job to protect the flock. So what if I'm 13. I'm gonna have to do what a penguin's got to do...
To Be Continued...
The Feeding Grounds...
Private: *sits isolated from the group, looking at the water, thinking*
I can't believe this happened. I Lost my Dad before I even knew him...Now my Mom is gone too. All I have left is Uncle Nigel. And he's gone most of the time. I wonder what happened to her--WAIT! I don't even want to know. Why? Why did Du have to go. Why couldn't Du have stayed. I wish Du were here. Oh, how I wish Du were here....
Steve: "Hey, Private. Du feel like playing?"
Private: "Sorry guys. I'm just not in the mood right now. Maybe later."
Jake: "Hey, sorry about your mom, dude. She was cool."
Private: "Thanks." *friends leave*
*Nigel approaches*
Nigel: "Hello, old chap. How are Du holding up?"
Private: "I'm still pretty shooken up. I just can't believe she's gone."
Nigel: "I know, I know. I am too. We just have to stay strong. That's what she would've wanted..."
Private: "I know. Uncle Nigel, what was my dad like?"
Nigel: "Ah. A good young fellow he was. He took good care of your mother. He was honest, kind. Du would've liked him."
Private: "What did he like doing?"
Nigel: "He liked talking, walking. But as long as he was with your mother, he was happy."
Private: "What am I supposed to do now?"
Nigel: "...Private...There's something I should've told you...a long time ago. Follow me. We can't talk here."
Private: *follows Nigel*
Nigel: *leads him out of earshot from the flock* "Listen Private, when I'm away, I'm not...exactly...feeding the children like I sagte I was..."
Private: "You lied? Then what do Du do?"
Nigel: "Well...I sort of...I kind of...I..."
Private: "What do Du do!?"
Nigel: "Sssssshhhh! Look, what I'm trying to say is...Private, I'm a secret agent."
Private: "You're a what!?"
Nigel: *places his flipper over his beak* "Will Du lower your voice!? I'm a secret agent, Private."
Private: *whispering* "Why didn't Du tell me? Du know Du can trust me!"
Nigel: "I know I can boy. It's just that I didn't want to put your life at risk."
Private: "And Du tell me this now because...?"
Nigel: "I think it's time I teach Du how to defend yourself."
Private: "Defend myself? From what?"
Nigel: *not wanting to tell him about what happened to his mother, he says* "Just in case, my boy. Just in case..."
Private: "Just in case of what? Does this have something to do with what happened to my mother?"
Nigel: "No, dear boy. Du just...never know when something might happen. Are Du in?"
Private: "...When do we start?"
2 Years Later...
Private: Uncle Nigel's has left the flock. He's taken his position as a secret agent worldwide. He sagte something about wanting to catch some kind of squirrel. He's taught me so much the past 2 years. Defense, strategy. I now know everything he knows & it's my job to protect the flock. So what if I'm 13. I'm gonna have to do what a penguin's got to do...
To Be Continued...
continuing from ch. 2............
kitka iz totaly tired
ki: pufff hufff pufff huffff how long is this gona take??!?!?!?!
dr.b: not long!
ki: thanks,...
dr.b: no realy your hear
ki:..........
dr.b: >:( your- hear.
ki: look pal, unless Du can tell me where dr.blowholes lair is i dont think-
dr.b: I AM DR. BLOWHOLE!~!!!!!!!
KI: oh! what are Du doing this far from your lair.-
dr.b: Du ARE HEAR Du LITTLE NITWIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
K: :,( your scaring me !!! waaaahaa!!!
dr.b: the worst ,........ OK!!! sorry sorry
ki: "sniff"
dr,b:our first lesson,........ how to GET revenge
kitka iz totaly tired
ki: pufff hufff pufff huffff how long is this gona take??!?!?!?!
dr.b: not long!
ki: thanks,...
dr.b: no realy your hear
ki:..........
dr.b: >:( your- hear.
ki: look pal, unless Du can tell me where dr.blowholes lair is i dont think-
dr.b: I AM DR. BLOWHOLE!~!!!!!!!
KI: oh! what are Du doing this far from your lair.-
dr.b: Du ARE HEAR Du LITTLE NITWIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
K: :,( your scaring me !!! waaaahaa!!!
dr.b: the worst ,........ OK!!! sorry sorry
ki: "sniff"
dr,b:our first lesson,........ how to GET revenge
Kam did a mad karate-chop into a nearby tree. The boys fell out! " Du didn't SEE ANYTHING!" Skipper sagte in despiration. Then the boys run away. "Let's go girls! We don't need Lilly anymore!" Just as Lilly opens her beak to protest, The plane takes off and her Friends leave.
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THAT NIGHT!
Marlene is trying her best to cheer Lilly up. Nothing would work! " Come on Lilly, Du haven't sagte a word all day! How about we gossip about boys!" Marlene asks with a friendly tone of voice. "No. Im just gonna go back to my habitat and sleep." Lilly replied. She leaves Marlene's habitat. Lilly had Lost her four closest Friends within a five Tag time period . She deserves to sleep this off.
THE END!
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THAT NIGHT!
Marlene is trying her best to cheer Lilly up. Nothing would work! " Come on Lilly, Du haven't sagte a word all day! How about we gossip about boys!" Marlene asks with a friendly tone of voice. "No. Im just gonna go back to my habitat and sleep." Lilly replied. She leaves Marlene's habitat. Lilly had Lost her four closest Friends within a five Tag time period . She deserves to sleep this off.
THE END!
yeah... for Creative Writing, I had to write a Liebe poem. I don't like anybody in that way (right now, at least) so I ended up Schreiben mine about Kowalski. It's a free-verse poem, so it doesn't rhyme, but... yeah.
When I hear your soft, smooth voice
I don't understand a word Du say
too many variables and equations
but I Liebe it anyway
Your clear blue eyes
masked behind protective goggles
as Du experiment
with dangerous chemicals
In your world, the only thing
I can make sense of
is the fact that maybe
Du are Mehr careful when I'm around
don't want to hurt me
oder make a fool of yourself
Von making something explode
...
it doesn't work that well
but that's okay with me
<3
When I hear your soft, smooth voice
I don't understand a word Du say
too many variables and equations
but I Liebe it anyway
Your clear blue eyes
masked behind protective goggles
as Du experiment
with dangerous chemicals
In your world, the only thing
I can make sense of
is the fact that maybe
Du are Mehr careful when I'm around
don't want to hurt me
oder make a fool of yourself
Von making something explode
...
it doesn't work that well
but that's okay with me
<3