My summer.

This year, I had a great summer. We went to Saratoga Springs in upstate New York, where we met my aunt and uncle. We stayed there a few days to try and get rid of Jet Lag, and we watched some Euro games. After that, we went to the Teconic State Park, where we camped and had S'mores and cookies by a campfire. We had a little cabin and a campsite. When we finally came back, we only had a few days before we went to Canada. While we were driving there, we stopped by at fort Ticonderoga, and we had an extremely good time there. We first went to Montreal where we went to the Notre Dam Basilica and saw one of the biggest cathedrals in Canada. When we finally took of, we headed for Quebec city, when we arrived, i knew it was a great city. We found tons of geocaches and also went whale watching. Once, a Minkie whale came so close to our boat, I could almost touch it. By this time, we had already traveled a staggering 1,100 miles. We headed back to America to meet our cousins, Dhruva and Dhaani, who lived in Hanover, Maryland. As soon as we reached, we had a bit of time to cool of and do soccer training. Sadly, after a few days, we had to leave for the Smokey mountains in Tennessee. But the view was absolutely fantastic from out log cabin high up in the mountain, where there was tons of fresh air and nothing but trees for miles and miles. They even had an indoor waterpark at the resort. We we left the resort we traveled at least 2,500 miles, which is almost as much as flying to India from Singapore. At Tennessee, we went to the wonder-works park and played laser tag, went in a hurricane and earthquake simulator, and overall had a great time. When we came back to Maryland, we did Coerver soccer camp for a whole week of training and world cup games. After we were done, we only had a week to stay in US. We went to Cranbury in New Jersey where we stayed for two days before driving to JFK international Airport and flew back to Singapore via Frankfurt. with that, my summer trip to the US ended.

Fifth Grade Review.

When I started fifth grade, I wondered when it would ever end. When I ended fifth grade, I couldn't believe how unbelievebly fast it had gone by. I understand now that you don't appreciate something unless you don't have it. Life isn't just the simplicity of living. Life is a train, and fifth grade was another stop. Mr.Buxton was an enthralling teacher, one of the greatest teachers in the intermediate school. He didn't just teach me history and grammar, he taught me the meaning of life. Some of my favorite lessons were reading the book called Wonder by RJ Palacio, doing the marshmallow challenge and completing the end of year challenge.

Wonder was a great book because of its life lessons and great precepts such as dont judge a book by its cover. The story is about a kid, August Paulman, who has a deformed face,and has to find a way to fit into society. When his parents say he has to go to school, he cant believe it. He hasn't gone to school since preschool, and he has to meet new people. My fifth grade year was a great year, an i hope I can have as grade a year in sixth grade. I will face this challenge.

A day of fun (Vesak day)

On Vesak day, in the morning, we went and my mom made a great idea to liven things up in the house. We set our sights on painting a wall each. I thought i would make a very neat picture if i put tape on the wall an painted it whole. I think this was a very good idea because it was very nice. Here it is.

After that, I got a haircut at EQ house. when we came home, i worked on a thousand piece puzzle with a few of my friends. we did some, and after that, i started lego.

this week, on Monday, I had to turn in my fantasy story. Here is how it goes. WALT: Writing a Fantasy Story 27-4-12 Monuments in a Dream Rohan Kothari At first glance, 7 Mekar Street in Montreal, Canada, was just another house. The traits were a typical peach colored roof, massive floor to ceiling windows and massive back garden, just like all the houses on Mekar street.The two kids, Max and Jamie Pike, lived with their mom, Ashley, and lived a good life. The trio had filled their backyard with stones and pebbles, due to Jamie’s ability to control rocks. Brown trees surrounded the premises and white roses stood, like a tabletop on water. As fall approached, leaves left their old homes, dancing together as they looked for a new life. Montreal wasn't noted for the rain, but Mekar street had attracted over 50 millimeters of rain per square inch, which equaled to the average rain for the Amazon Rainforest. The people who ever noticed the magic going on around the trees never spoke about it. Parents and kids alike thought that the name Max Pike could be associated with the work crazy. Crazy, at least ever since he redirected a lightning bolt to hit the fire department and burn it down to a crisp. Every day at the fifth grade recess in Sygtri International School, Max boasted that when he became the president of Canada, he would strike every snake with a lightning bolt. Max had light brown hair and fair skin. He wanted to get good grades to please his mom. Apart from the boasting, Max was a really nice kid, because he helped kids in class, worked for his best and had a lot of friends. He could also control water when he needed to fill someone’s glass up. He was self-disciplined, saying he did his homework himself. He could also dream about a place, and when he woke up, ka-boom, there he was. His twin brother, Jamie, had the same transporting dream power and was in seventh grade, but could control fire, and rocks. This was the reason the Pike’s backyard was filled with stones. Max knew he worked his way to become the better of the two kids, just because of the simple fact that his mind was brilliant. He could use water to construct a lead atom, and could use a stick to hotwire his computer. His computer was protected by so many passwords that it would have taken a year for the codebreaking team at Harvard University to figure out where his homework folder was hidden. As Max Pike rounded the corner Rosemore Street, he banged into Marie. His bottle flask, for emergencies, hit the floor with a resounding clatter. The bottle broke apart into a million tiny droplets, each its own shape and size. Max stood gazing at the mess he created, as Marie’s backpack waited to be filled up. Max helped a sour faced Marie clean up, and ran back to the house and smiled when he ran up the porch when her mother was down the street. “Hello mother, doctor checked you up as the usual? Oh yeah, and that is three days in a row I came home faster than you!” pondered a relieved Max. Max had recently become worried about her. “No honey, not as usual. I have been diagnosed with Lycogiormia.” Ashley stood with a sullen look on her usually not so pale face. The look on Max’s face told the story. “Oh no! Wait... I have an idea!” Max stood with a fiery gleam in his eyes “the cure to Lycogiormia is to get the potions from various famous monuments, right? Well how about w-no I filled my bottle flask with the potion? Jamie can’t come ‘cause he would just slow me down. That would be perfect!” “Oh no it wouldn't.” Jamie stalked out of the bushes.” you aint going nowhere without me! Nuh uh. No way. Nowhere. Now what language do you speak, bro? Oh yeah, I forgot you are deaf. Ha ha!” “You aren’t comin’ with me, right mom-” “I’m comin’ no matter what!” shrieked a red faced Jamie. Max thought why he always thought Jamie as a good brother. Jamie knew that Max should look up to him, and that Max should be nice to him, but he also knew that Max was a smarter kid, and Ashley’s first choice kid. Seventh grade life was hard, but Max could do Pre-calculus that most college freshmen couldn't do. He finished his sixth grade algebra test when he was seven and had finished his fifth grade curriculum during the summer, only when he was nine, a year younger than the average fifth grader. Jamie was stubborn, though, because of the reason that he wasn't used to being corrected. He knew that Max would eventually let him go. As Max talked to Ashley for a new bottle flask, Jamie hatched his own plan in case he couldn't go with Max. As the sun went down, Jamie ambled back into the house, the wafting smell of hamburgers attacking him, telling him it was dinner time. As the last candle blew out right above the furnace, Max tucked in for the night. It wasn't any ordinary night, though, as Max had double jeans and three sweaters. “Era ouy ydaer,” thought Max, “tel eht efil eveal em. Eveal. Etaercer ta Machu Pichu. I evah eht rewop!” That all too familiar feeling took over him as a burst of wind began his journey to high, high into the mountains of Peru. He felt like a bird, flying over the atlantic when the winds took up and the sky went black. Lightning took up the sky or a full second and Max saw a steamer coming toward him. A few hours later, a feeling full of life came as Max Pike descended on the barren ruins of Machu Pichu. At first sight, Max knew something was wrong. Jamie. Wordlessly, Max took out his bottle flask and immediately flung it with all his might at one of the buildings. It magically stopped and started to fill up. Then Max noticed that Jamie smirked and pulled something out of his bag, which was red. Max summoned his bottle flask back and smirked that Jamie didn’t know that Machu Pichu was the wrong monument. Jamie lost his consciousness and started to dream of a place in the British Isles. The Stonehenge. Coincidentally, Max had taken the same place to go to. The smell of seaside air stunned Jamie as he thought he had to come someday to enjoy the place. Tall structures stood, centuries old. Jamie thrust out his bottle flask, but Max anticipated his move and as the bottle came close to him and struck some ice at it. Millions of shards flew from the sky like raindrops, taking the landscapes for a full second as the glass on Max’s vial turned... red, again. Max and Jamie silently felt happy for the layers of clothing as they agreed on their next location... Mount Everest. The flying feeling came again when Max Pike landed on the top of Mount Everest. Horrendous winds draped the apex of the monster mountain, and Circombulous clouds became a new level of fog. Max had to hold the bottle as hard as he could to keep it from slipping from his hands. As he let go, it started flying around the top of mount everest and the bottle was green “Hannnnd ittttt over! I desssserve itttt! Ittttt wasssss my dessssstttttiny! Jamie’s teeth were chattering as he spoke. “Notttt over my dead body,” Max managed to shout over the extraordinary winds. “Finnnnne, i’ll ttttttake ittttt by force! You ssssssee if i wonnnn’ttttt.” “Coward” “Callinnnnng me a coward? Huh? Well tttttake ttthissssss! Jamie swung a punch at Max, who doubled over. “Minnnnne,” Jamie gloated over his younger brother. Then Max disappeared. Jamie too, disappeared, going back to the Pike’s backyard. As soon as Jamie hit ground, he was pummeled by 17 snowballs, and with a mini tsunami to finish of the not so kind greeting. Jamie put the bottle flask down and sent a fireball of his own, which Max drowsed with water. Max knew that he could win the battle, if he tried hard enough. Suddenly, all the pebbles and rocks in Ashley Pike’s backyard took flight and few at Max as mini Missiles. Max easily froze them and the pond itself, and levitated the giant ice block in the frozen pond and hurled it at Jamie. The block itself, easily the size of Jamie himself, flung itself at the seventh grader. A few fireballs slammed it, but it didn’t completely melt. As Jamie slammed the oak tree, Max grabbed the green vial, and ran inside the house, throwing off his layers of clothing as he ran. He dodged fireballs and one of the fireballs hit the door of Ashley’s room, and Max jumped through the flaming door, spraying it with a layer of water. “Mom, I Have The Potion!!!!!!!!!!” Max thrust the vial at Ashey’s face and immediately she stood up. “JAMMMMIEEEE!” Max had never heard his mum scream so loud. But things were back to normal and live could wait. The half drunk potion stood positioned on the tabletop, and a smile crept on Max Pike’s face.

This is my bitsrip. I think I deserve fours on everything, because I worked as hard as i can. I was always on topic and did a lot of work on my bitstrip. I deserve a four because I have clear facts, such as the capture of fort ticodneroda, the boston tea party and the shot heard around the world.

The Asian civilizations museum

On Saturday, me, my mom, and my brother went to the The Asian civilizations museum and had a great time there because they had enjoyable things to do. One such enjoyable thing to do was to do the bookmark coloring. Any one could get a bookmark by choosing a color bookmark, choosing a design, and coloring it. I did mine as a blue colored bookmark elephant with the colors green, red, and orange. After that, we did this activity sheet and I was awarded a goody bag, and because we did the activity sheet, we also got tickets to entitle us to 6 bags of popcorn, and three ice-creams. For a little while, we spent time counting the stars, and my brother swore he saw the little dipper. We sat on a little mat, and a screen that we saw suddenly spluttered to life. We watcher Indiana Jones: Raiders Of the Lost Ark. At about ten O'clock, we went home and i watched the Arsenal against stoke game. the game was drawn.

My Zimmertwins

Today i finished my Zimmertwins book review.