Hi - this is my webpage...well, of course. My name is Peter Snyder. I am 9 years old. I'm being homeschooled, and I like it very much. My favorite subject is music. Some of my hobbies are collecting teddy bears, reading books (I'm glad books don't run on electricity), and video games. My sister, Emily, helped me pick out the designs for this web-page. I hope you enjoy what you find here!
Peter
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Once upon a time there was a family. A sister was trying to cheer up her sad brother, Alexander, because an anvil fell on his head.
Clara said, “Look on the bright side, you can still have fun out in the snow.”
He said, “Alright, I’ll try to make myself cheer up. Now my head feels better.”
As they were about to go out in the snow, a robber came in out of the dark mist, and he stole Clara’s cloak.
Dicken, his older brother, asked, “Did you see that?”
The baby in Dicken’s arms said, “Huh?”
Then seven year old Robert answered, “Yes, it was a robber!”
While this big advennture was happening, the little son, Sam, said to his mother, “Have you seen my other shoe? I can’t seem to find it.”
Mother said, “It’s right in front of the cookie basket.”
The reason why Sam lost his shoe is that while taking his daily nap he kicked it off over there.
Kimberly, about four years old, asked her mother if she’d play with her. Mother said, “Okay.” Kimberley had a doll since she was about four – which age she already is. It is a Saint Margaret doll. She loves it so much that she holds it up to her heard all day. There’s another doll to match the St. Margaret doll over by Kimberley’s bed. She hasn’t named it yet because she just got him recently. Mother wants to hug Kimberley first before the game begins.
In the midst of all this, Father is just sitting very happily watching all this. He’s happy because his daughter, Kimberly, is happy. He doesn’t even notice the robber in the house or his son being hit with an anvil. He’s actually kind of bored at the same time. This is really funny that the Father didn’t notice any of this.
Clara was just turning around to get her snow cloak, and she saw the robber with her cloak. She said, “Robber! Quick everyone get him!” There was so much noise that they all thought she said, “Robert! Quick everyone get him”
At this point the Father was sleeping like a bat.
But everyone else turned to Robert and played “wrestle” a game Dicken invented. That’s how the sport of wrestling came to be. Robert, however, was kind of in a tight spot. Everyone got wrestling each other instead of Robert.
Then Clara yelled over them, “NO! Robber!”
They all said stupidly, “Oh-h-h!”
Just as the robber was touching the nob of the door, they rushed up to the roof at supersonic speed. The family began counting down, “three, two one…drop!”
The anvil fell on the robber’s head.
That convinced him to give her back her snow cloak so she could go outside. It gave him a headache like a pea gets squished on the ground by an elephant. They all went outside to play in the snow, while the robber had a good discussion over a cup of hot chocolate with the Father about watching out for falling anvils.
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(c) 27 January, 2000
Last updated 4 June, 2000
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