Comments on: A Story By All Of Us http://manyhands.edublogs.org Let's do something together. Wed, 11 Jun 2008 07:09:01 -0400 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.2 hourly 1 By: leah http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/comment-page-1/#comment-11 leah Wed, 11 Jun 2008 07:09:01 +0000 http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/#comment-11 if only he hadn't started to paint that portrait of lies... if only he hadn't sold his dog to begin with... maybe the dog would have WANTED to come back to him. if only... if only he hadn’t started to paint that portrait of lies… if only he hadn’t sold his dog to begin with… maybe the dog would have WANTED to come back to him. if only…

]]> By: John http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/comment-page-1/#comment-10 John Sat, 07 Jun 2008 00:32:46 +0000 http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/#comment-10 It wasn't like any book he had seen before. there were no pictures on the cover. The cover was a thick grey board. The edge was bound with some sort of red tape. The pages were almost yellow. Amelio sensed it was very old. maybe it had been published before the invention of the printing press. It was written by hand. It wasn’t like any book he had seen before. there were no pictures on the cover. The cover was a thick grey board. The edge was bound with some sort of red tape. The pages were almost yellow.

Amelio sensed it was very old. maybe it had been published before the invention of the printing press. It was written by hand.

]]> By: psalter http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/comment-page-1/#comment-9 psalter Wed, 28 May 2008 09:58:59 +0000 http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/#comment-9 It all started the day he found the book. It all started the day he found the book.

]]> By: john http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/comment-page-1/#comment-6 john Fri, 23 May 2008 09:58:30 +0000 http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/#comment-6 Amelio was an only child. Other kids with brothers and sisters assured him he was lucky. No hand me down clothes, no shared room, no watching someone else play sport every Saturday. But Amelio was not so sure. No big brother's Bulldogs jumper he could have when his brother got a new one. The other kids just didn't understand how important it was to have someone to look up to. Or to be looked up to if your brother was younger. Even a younger sister would do, although that had the fourth best option. Amelio was an only child. Other kids with brothers and sisters assured him he was lucky. No hand me down clothes, no shared room, no watching someone else play sport every Saturday.

But Amelio was not so sure. No big brother’s Bulldogs jumper he could have when his brother got a new one. The other kids just didn’t understand how important it was to have someone to look up to. Or to be looked up to if your brother was younger. Even a younger sister would do, although that had the fourth best option.

]]> By: Collaboration Lesson #1 | Edusnacks http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/comment-page-1/#comment-5 Collaboration Lesson #1 | Edusnacks Fri, 23 May 2008 05:58:00 +0000 http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/#comment-5 [...] started a little collaborative writing activity the other day.  Learning so [...] [...] started a little collaborative writing activity the other day.  Learning so [...]

]]> By: Anita K http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/comment-page-1/#comment-2 Anita K Thu, 15 May 2008 02:47:12 +0000 http://manyhands.edublogs.org/a-story-by-all-of-us/#comment-2 If only Amelio's dog didn't believe everything he heard. It was funny at first but now he wishes he had never said anything. His teachers were another story. He never expected them to be so gullible. Surely they knew that what he was saying did not have a shred of truth to it. He regrets befriending those strange people. They have him under their spell and he must escape from their evil grasp. That ostrich never did him any favours anyway. If only Amelio’s dog didn’t believe everything he heard. It was funny at first but now he wishes he had never said anything. His teachers were another story. He never expected them to be so gullible. Surely they knew that what he was saying did not have a shred of truth to it. He regrets befriending those strange people. They have him under their spell and he must escape from their evil grasp. That ostrich never did him any favours anyway.

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