Coca cola mission By: Raven M.

In a world where there’s only one kind of flavorful drink left a

Team of highly trained spy’s head’s to the arctic to retrieve the frosty beverage before people start to dehydrate.

Alice – The brains of the group.

Jake – The map and directions.

Sissy – The intelligent pretty face

Manny – The second in command the leader of the group.

As the team heads to the jet for takeoff the coronal of sector one

Stops the team to Says “god speed troops” the team hurry’s on to the jet Alice and Jake take the lead of flying the plan, Sissy and Manny take the part in navigation and mapping they jet of for the arctic. 200 feet from the ground Jake spots something on the radar.

Jake – hey Alice I think there is something following us.

Alice – yeah it looks like it hey Sissy check who’s following us.

Sissy – On it boss? Um… guys I don’t think it’s an aircraft following

I believe those are…. OMG THERE MISSILES!!!

Jake – Man your stations and hold on tight to something I’m going to try and shake them.

Jake trying to fight the missiles Sissy, Many, and Alice holding on for dear

Life Jake shook one missile off but didn’t see the other missile coming from beneath their jet. The missile hits the jets wing and sets a small fire Sissy noticed the fire alerted the others before it spread any faster

Sissy – Guys there’s a fire on the right wing we need to eject before we

Crash land into that ocean.

As everybody grabs gear and buckles down many count’s down to 1

Manny – 5 4 3 2 1 EJECT GO GO GO!!!

Everybody hits eject button the top to the jet flies of the team goes flying

In their chairs the plane explodes as it hits the water. Arriving safely to the ocean Sissy checks her water proof navigation system out of her suits front

Pocket to check their destination the navigation says there 5 miles away from the arctic. The team heads to the land they spot first and start walking to the cave were the frosty beverage awaits their arrival.

As soon as they got to the cave they saw the coca cola up on a podium were sharp and dangerous ice hangs above them. Alice and Sissy slowly walk their way through the cave. Sissy and Alice got to the other side and slowly grabbed the frosty coca cola and replace it with a block of hard ice. The mission was a success and as the team exited the cave there was a plane and the general in first command waiting for them. The team and the frosty drinks maid it in time of the heat stroke.

THE END?????   

October 3rd, 2012 at 9:00 pm | Comments & Trackbacks (0) | Permalink

Feeling blue,mixed feelings,whats next

August 28th, 2012 at 9:15 pm | Comments & Trackbacks (0) | Permalink

I picked this color beacuse when I maid those drawings I felt blue and depressed and I wanted to be alone For ever In my room. but im not like that all the time its just there was a lot of dumb drama going on in our house at that time and I felt that I couldn’t ecscape at all I felt traped in a world were It would play reruns of my boring life i felt terrable.

August 28th, 2012 at 9:09 pm | Comments & Trackbacks (0) | Permalink

This is a story about my object.

My object is: My first amateur painting and my poem drawings.

1: Discovery. When I was living in anchorage I found a blank canvas

In my mom’s friends house and I asked since he was moving to Texas if I could have the blank canvas he said yes and I also got paints that he did’nt want anymore.

This is the story of my first encounter with this object. This is my first impression of the object. Well as it started as the color blue and then I made some shapes and got a funny imagination face I painted some hair and then added some more color of what that person was feeling in my painting and there it was my first amateur painting I was so proud of myself.

2: Meaning.

This is how my object gained meaning. This is how my object’s meaning has changed over time. Well I have only had this painting for more than 3 months but when I remember why I painted it. It maid me so Happy at the same time and I have no idea why therefore It means a lot to me.

 3: Value.

This is what my object says about me. Well it has value because its an original and no body else has my painting.

4: Reward.

This is the best reward I get from owning my object. I never really got a reward because I don’t think anybody cares about it I guess but who knows maybe it’ll get its reward in the future

5: Sharing.

If I were to give this object to someone else, this is who I’d give it to, and this is what I would say Here this painting I maid for you hope your enjoy the good and the bad but most of all I hope you’ll love it with all your dreams.

to them.

6: Description.

This is what my object looks like, feels like, and smells like. My first painting was what I felt like my drawings have poems of what they mean and what they are from and how they look.

7. More.

This is another short story about my object. Or, this is a space for me to write even more about my object’s Discovery, Meaning, Value, Reward, & Sharing.

August 28th, 2012 at 8:59 pm | Comments & Trackbacks (0) | Permalink

A tree from a worm’s eye view

 

Make a tall person look small

 

Make a small person look tall

 

Photograph the same grave from a worm’s eye view and then again from a crane’s eye view


Photograph something close-up and then again far away so that each photo looks like it is a different object/place.


Can you trick us?  Take a photo that plays with our sense of space so that we are confused about point of view, proportion, and scale

August 27th, 2012 at 9:13 pm | Comments & Trackbacks (0) | Permalink

Hey there all readers who live and love the wolrd wide internet, My name is Raven Mount Im 14 years old but not for much longer. I love to read, write, cook and, clean unlike my grandma who beats me to it first. I also love to do art but I cant draw fancey faces or anything, Im good at drawing things that just pop into my head. In school im curently learning about film makeing and I have never done this befor so I learn a bit each and every step we go on the film makeing prosess……Wish me luck.

August 24th, 2012 at 9:01 pm | Comments & Trackbacks (0) | Permalink