Essay On Bad Rainy Day Spider

Essay about Creative Writing: The Rain Falls Harder In August

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The Rain Falls Harder In August
“Please don’t go Dad.” Ell said with tears forming at the corners of her eyes, “Please don’t”. “I’ll always be here honey, never stop trying” Ell’s father said with his last breath. The room fell silent, then the heart rate monitor let out a single droning beep. Ell’s father had gone still, and now with tears rolling down her cheeks, Ell hugged her father, “I’ll make sure of it Dad”.
- 15 hours earlier -
It was a biting cold, August day, where Ell Johnson, a fourteen year old student at Myers High School. It seemed like any other day, but this was special to her. Ell was never like the other kids. She would always look outside, watching the pitter patter of rain drops create puddles outside the classroom,…show more content…

The Rain Falls Harder In August
“Please don’t go Dad.” Ell said with tears forming at the corners of her eyes, “Please don’t”. “I’ll always be here honey, never stop trying” Ell’s father said with his last breath. The room fell silent, then the heart rate monitor let out a single droning beep. Ell’s father had gone still, and now with tears rolling down her cheeks, Ell hugged her father, “I’ll make sure of it Dad”.
- 15 hours earlier -
It was a biting cold, August day, where Ell Johnson, a fourteen year old student at Myers High School. It seemed like any other day, but this was special to her. Ell was never like the other kids. She would always look outside, watching the pitter patter of rain drops create puddles outside the classroom, looking for something in the water, something that she just couldn’t underst- “Ell!” her music teacher called to her. She immediately looked back to the front of the class room and saw Mrs. Prisley glaring at her. “Sorry, I thought I saw something outside”, Ell answered, flipping through her music book. “Maybe you should have seen what page we were on.” The whole class laughed at this, leading for Ell to sulk back into her chair. “As I was saying, the A chord ….” Ell once again tuned out the lesson, watching the rain once more. Ell then had remembered that it was her birthday and let out a small grin. Today was her fifteenth birthday, and today was the day she would finally be able to see her father again, after his world tour landed here

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Fifty Famous Stories Retold
by James Baldwin
Includes fifty legendary tales depicting certain romantic episodes in the lives of well-known heroes and famous men, or in the history of a people. Children naturally take a deep interest in such stories. The reading of them will not only give pleasure but will lay the foundation for broader literary studies, as nearly all are the subjects of frequent allusions in poetry and prose.  Ages 6-9
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BRUCE AND THE SPIDER

THERE was once a king of Scotland whose name was Robert Bruce. He had need to be both brave and wise, for the times in which he lived were wild and rude. The King of England was at war with him, and had led a great army into Scotland to drive him out of the land.

Battle after battle had been fought. Six times had Bruce led his brave little army against his foes; [34] and six times had his men been beaten, and driven into flight. At last his army was scattered, and he was forced to hide himself in the woods and in lonely places among the mountains.

One rainy day, Bruce lay on the ground under a rude shed, listening to the patter of the drops on the roof above him. He was tired and sick at heart, and ready to give up all hope. It seemed to him that there was no use for him to try to do anything more.

As he lay thinking, he saw a spider over his head, making ready to weave her web. He watched her as she toiled slowly and with great care. Six times she tried to throw her frail thread from one beam to another, and six times it fell short.

"Poor thing!" said Bruce: "you, too, know what it is to fail."

But the spider did not lose hope with the sixth failure. With still more care, she made ready to try for the seventh time. Bruce almost forgot his own troubles as he watched her swing herself out upon the slender line. Would she fail again? No! The thread was carried safely to the beam, and fastened there.

"I, too, will try a seventh time!" cried Bruce.

He arose and called his men together. He told [35] them of his plans, and sent them out with messages of cheer to his disheartened people. Soon there was an army of brave Scotchmen around him. Another battle was fought, and the King of England was glad to go back into his own country.

I have heard it said, that, after that day, no one by the name of Bruce would ever hurt a spider. The lesson which the little creature had taught the king was never forgotten.





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