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Yanek’s Story, a Story of Survival


The book Prisoner B-3087 by Alan Gratz is about a boy named Yanek. He is living in Poland during the Holocaust. He overcomes many obstacles in hopes of surviving. In my opinion, the most dreadful thing that Yanek had to deal with was when he was in Auschwitz.

     The first thing that Yanek had to endure had to do with his best friend Fred. First of all, Fred became Yanek’s first friend since the war began. Yanek hadn’t had a true friend since the war since Uncle Moshe, Yanek’s uncle, told him to be no one and make no friends. Fred made Yanek feel stronger because he had someone to talk to. They ate together, slept near each other, and worked side by side. Unfortunately, Fred became sick. One morning, Fred couldn’t get out of bed, and the Nazis beat and hung him. I can’t imagine losing my best friend, especially in such a cruel way.

    Secondly, Yanek lived in horrible conditions. The floor of his barrack wasn’t even a real floor. It was a muddy swamp. Everyone slept on a wooden shelf. There were no pillows, no blankets, and no mattress. I can’t imagine living in these conditions and am grateful that I have a bed. The food, like always, was awful. They were only given a bowl of tepid soup. The prisoners had to use latrines instead of a normal bathroom. At night, they were forced to use a bucket.

Finally, Yanek was put in a death march. Everyone from Auschwitz was forced to walk to the next camp. The Nazis forced them to go in the death march because they were afraid of the Allies coming and liberating the Jews. I can’t imagine having to walk so far, especially in the cold. They were only given half a loaf of bread to last the trip. Yanek watched people fall to the ground, either from frostbite or Nazis shooting them. Yanek watched Ally planes flying overhead and dropping bombs. He wondered if they would be liberated.

In the end, Yanek had to endure so much pain. No one should ever be treated that way or suffer that much. Yanek witnessed the death of his best friend, walked endlessly for miles and miles, and lived in horrible conditions all to survive. I can’t imagine having to suffer that much. All in all, Yanek had to overcome many hardships to survive this terrible time in his life.

Whale Watching

It was a chilly day for June, but I wasn’t surprised because it was Alaska. My family and I were waiting to get on a boat to go whale watching. I was a little tired of boats because I had just gotten off a cruise. My sister and I were arguing like usual. Finally, we were allowed to get on the boat. It wasn’t that big of a boat like I thought it would be, but it was pretty big on the inside. The boat’s name was the St. Philip’s. It looked pretty weathered because it was tied to a dock. When we got on the boat I recognized two girls from my ship.

A voice came on over an intercom instructing us what do you say if we found a whale. I didn’t understand the system they used so I hoped that it wasn’t important. After the boat left the dock I got a pair of binoculars to see if I could find a whale. A few minutes later someone shouted
“Look a whale!”
Everyone turned to see but I missed it. Then, I saw one and my dad saw it too.
“Wow, that’s pretty cool!”
My dad said.
My dad and I went to the top of the boat to look for more Whales. When we got to the second floor, it was really windy and I had to hold onto my hat to keep it from flying away. Then, we saw a mother and its calf playing tag. We saw seven more Humpback whales and then the boat went back to the dock. When we got off the boat I was glad to be on solid ground. I had just experienced one of the most exciting moments in my life.

Adjective Poem

   In Language Arts we picked  an object to write a poem about. We wrote an adjective on everyone’s paper so everyone had ten adjectives.  After that we wrote our poem. Here is mine.

Idiom Story

Paisley was sitting at the table waiting for her food. She felt like a fish out of water  at the restaurant. Paisley wondered why her cousin pickedm such a fancy restaurant. “Yes!” Paisley exclaimed. The food was finally there. Paisley couldn’t wait to finish dinner. After dinner her and her family were going to the park to take family pictures. Paisley and her family finally finished their dinner.
“Boom!” The sound of thunder filled the air as they got to the park. “Wow!” Paisley’s dad said. “There goes our pictures.”
It’s raining cats and dogs!” Paisley exclaimed.
“Well back to the drawing board,” Paisley’s little brother grumbled.
“What do you mean?” Paisley’s mom asked.
What are we going to do now that it’s raining?” Paisley’s brother asked.
“We could go get ice cream.” Paisley suggested. Everyone agreed so they went to the ice cream parlor.
When they finally sat down with their ice cream, Paisley’s dad eyed Paisley’s ice cream suspiciously. Paisley started to pig out before her dad said anything.


Piper Brown the Baking Clown

Piper was in the kitchen standing over a bowl. Do I put baking powder or baking soda she asked herself. Her dad came into the kitchen.”What are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m making breakfast “ she answered.
“It looks like you’re making a mess.” Her brother Jake came in, almost tripping on a pile of flour on the floor. Piper sighed. She knew Jake was right. Piper loved to bake she just wasn’t very good at it. She never used recipes and she always over baked her dessert so it was always burnt.
Piper started to put the pancakes in the oven. “Uh Piper.” her dad started, “I’m pretty sure you make pancakes on a griddle.” Piper stared at him with a look of confusion holding the pan in mid-air.
“What do you mean?” Piper asked.
“First of all.” her dad answered.“You don’t bake pancakes in a pan.” “Second of all you don’t put pancakes in an oven.” Piper set the pan on the counter.
“Then how come it’s called a pancake?” “she asked.
“I don’t know why.” her dad laughed. “I do know that you don’t bake it in an oven and that you don’t put it in a pan!”
Jake came in and wrinkled his nose away. “What’s that smell?” he asked. Piper slowly turned and stared with disbelief. She couldn’t believe she burnt her pancakes. Her mom came running in.
“Is there a fire or is it just Piper making breakfast?” she joked.
“Mom,” Piper grumbled, “Can you just help me clean up?”
“Of course.” “ her mom answered. “Then I’ll make us some crepes.” Her mom knew Piper loved crepes. Her dad rushed by with a bowl of water and dumped it on the griddle. With a sizzle the fire went out. Jake ran out of the kitchen and came back with a fan and turned it on high.
Sprinkles, the family’s new puppy, sat on Piper’s bed. Piper called her friend Bailey and told her about the pancake incident. Bailey started to crack up when Piper told her about putting the pancake batter in the pan and putting it in the oven. Soon, both of them were laughing. Then Jake came barging in with his friend Owen and Sprinkles ran out. Jake and Owen stole Piper’s favorite stuffed animal Teddy the bear. They taunted Piper by saying “Piper time for you to try to make lunch!” Piper sighed and told Bailey that she had to go and make lunch.

Piper was standing in the kitchen with her parents holding Teddy which she got back from Jake and Owen. Her mom told her to go put him away but Piper knew Jake and Owen would take him back. She put him away anyway. When she came downstairs she smelled a fresh pizza in the oven. Piper groaned. She wanted to at least try to make lunch even if it didn’t turn out well. “Piper, Jake sit down we have something to tell you.” Piper’s parents called. Piper sat down on the couch as Jake came running in and leaped on to the couch.
“Jake.” Piper’s mom warned.
Piper’s dad spoke up. “We have some exciting news”. Piper’s mom took over.
“First of all Jake on Monday you have been accepted to a culinary sleepaway camp for two months”.
“NO WAY!” Jake yelled. ‘I’m going to start packing.” Jake ran out of the room.
“Piper” her mom said. “You are going to a culinary training camp in downtown New York City”! You will be taught how to cook and bake as well.” Piper did the math. Her family lived only fifteen minutes away from there.
“Mom or I will drive you each day” her dad said.
“You start on Monday” her mom said. It was Tuesday.

Jake came downstairs Monday morning with three suitcases, one duffle bag and two backpacks. “I’m all ready he announced.”
“Woah tiger.” his dad said teary eyed. You don’t need all of those right”?
“Yes I do.” Jake said.
“Fine” his dad said giving up easily. Piper came downstairs with her mom.
“Alright guys time to get in the car to take Jake to his camp.” her mom said. Piper looked in the pantry for some cereal. Pouring cereal into a bag she grabbed her phone and Skyped Bailey.
“Woah Jake are you sure you need all of that stuff?” Piper’s mom asked. “See.” Piper’s said dad sniffling.
When they got to the bus stop the Coach Bus was waiting. Jake grabbed his bags gave his family a big hug. Piper’s dad lost it.
“We’ll miss you.” Piper’s dad said now sobbing.
“Gotta go dad.” Jake wiped his face and hopped on the bus.
Back home Piper’s mom took her to her camp.
“We’ll see you at 3:00.” Piper got out of the car and walked toward the sign in booth.
“Hi I’m Katie.” The person at the booth said.
“I’m Piper Brown.” Piper said.
“Alright.” Katie said. “Your twelve right?” She asked.
“Yep.” Piper responded.
“I’m your main counselor with Paisley.” Katie said pointing to a tall girl with French braids.
“Hi, I’m Paisley!” The girl said cheerfully. “Welcome to culinary camp.” “You can hang out over there until everyone’s here.” She pointed to a group of kids that looked about her age. She walked over to the group. A girl walked up to her.
“Hi I’m Rosie.” She said.
“I’m Piper.” Piper introduced herself. “Are you in age twelve group?” Piper asked.
“Yeah.” Rosie said. “Let’s go, they’re starting.”
“Group twelve over here!” Paisley shouted. Piper and Rosie ran over to the group of kids by Paisley and Katie.
Paisley started speaking.
“Welcome to culinary training camp. This basically means for those of you who don’t know how to cook or bake will be a pro by the end of camp”
Age twelve group was standing in kitchen A. They were starting their day with baking. The head pastry chef was teaching them how to bake chocolate chip cookies. “…And that is how you make chocolate chip cookies from scratch.” Everyone groaned in delight but Piper was used to it. “Alright everybody you will have two and a half hours to bake your cookies.” He continued. “Your counselors and I will be here to help. Here are your recipes.” Paisley spoke up.
“You get recipes now but you won’t at the end of camp.” She grinned. “You may start.”
Piper rushed to her station. She found herself next to Rosie and a boy named Jackson. Piper read the recipe and got the ingredients she mixed them and thought to herself this isn’t that hard when I follow a recipe and it’s kind of fun. She heard Katie telling Jackson how to preheat an oven. Speaking of ovens… She turned to her oven and saw that it finished preheating. “Phew.” Piper said to herself.
“You okay?” Rosie asked struggling with her stand mixer.
“Rosie.” Paisley called out. “You turned the switch on backwards.”
“Oh.” Rosie said. She fixed the switch and the mixer started whirling. Piper was almost leaping with joy. She knew how to bake now and it wasn’t so hard! Piper was wondering about cooking when Paisley walked up behind her.
“Good job Piper.” Paisley exclaimed. “Can I try one.”
“Sure.” Piper nodded and the the bell rang for lunch.

At lunch it was set up like a buffet. Piper found Rosie and dragged her to the sushi area. “Uh Piper?” Rosie started “I like sushi so…”
“Oh sorry.” Piper blushed.
“It’s fine. Let’s get some food and find a table.”
“Oh sure.” Piper grabbed a sushi platter and went with Rosie and found a table. When they finished they found their group and went to cooking. When they got there Paisley had an announcement.
“Our head chef is sick so you have Katie and I for now.” Now Katie took over.
“You are going to make mac and cheese. Here are your recipes.” Paisley told them that they could start. Piper rushed to her station and found herself on the end next to Rosie.

Piper checked her recipe, found her ingredients and got to work. She heard Paisley helping Rosie turn on the stovetop. Speaking of stovetops. She thought to herself. Piper checked her pot. The water was starting to bubble.
“Yes!” Rosie exclaimed. “I finally turned the burner on!”
“I.” Paisley joked.
“Fine.” Rosie said. “We.”
“That stove is normally really hard to turn on so it’s not your fault.” Paisley said.
“I noticed.” Rosie said sarcastically. Piper was scooping her mac and cheese into little bowls. Katie came by.
“Looks good.” She said. “Can I try some?”
“Of course.” Piper said. Then the bell rang to go home.

“Everyone to carpool!” Paisley called out. Piper grabbed Rosie and dragged her to the front entrance where carpool was. Paisley was doing carpool. “Piper Brown!” Paisley called.
“Bye.” Rosie said. Piper waved and got in her car.
“How was camp?” Piper’s mom asked. Piper didn’t hear her she was fast asleep in the front seat. When they got back home Piper’s mom carried her to her room and tucked her in bed. Piper woke up a two hours later and went downstairs. When she came to the kitchen her mom was making chicken fried rice and her dad was on his phone.
“I didn’t get to ask how your day went.” Piper’s mom said.
“It was really fun!” Piper said excitedly. She ate dinner and rushed upstairs to her room and flopped on her bed and called Bailey.
“Hi Bailey!” Piper exclaimed. “Camp was awesome and can’t wait until the competition!”
“Glad you had a better day then I did.” Bailey grummbled.
“What happened?” Piper asked.
“Well.” Bailey started. “I got poison ivy, the camp flooded and now the lake is infested with water snakes.”
“Wow.” Piper said.
“I got to go now.” Bailey said. They exchanged goodbyes and hung up. Piper looked at the clock and saw it was time for her to go to bed. She went downstairs and said good night to her parents and went to bed. Before Piper fell asleep she thought to herself I can finally cook!

My Favorite Season

My favorite season is fall. I love the cool breeze in the air and the emerald green leaves on the trees turn to golden orange like the sun. In late November we celebrate Thanksgiving. I love the way you can wear a sweater and feel comfortable.

I love how I can go to the park and I don’t get hot really quickly. When my dad and I rake leaves I adore the sound of the rough, crinkly leaves being raked into a mountain. When I look in the afternoon sky I love seeing how ocean blue the sky is.

On Thanksgiving the aroma of the turkey in the oven is so strong we have to open the windows. My mouth starts to water when I remember the sweet apple and creamy pumpkin pies my parents made the night before. On Thanksgiving morning I enjoy watching the Macy’s Day Parade. When all the floats go down the streets I try to find my favorite one. This is why fall is my favorite season.

My Character Traits

Once upon a time there lived a super hot dog in New York. His name was Jimmy. He liked to fly around the streets of New York making sure everyone was making perfect hot dogs and other foods too. He uses his magic ketchup on people to make them cook perfect food. Jimmy also saves  people from cooking disasters like burning food. He lives in a palace on a Mountain with his wife Carrie and two kids Timmy and Kylie and lots of palace staff. Before bed he stands in front of his mirror putting on his nightcap. Jimmy is tall with bright blue eyes and dark brown hair and can turn into a human like the rest of his family. Then he told a funny joke to Carrie and went to bed.

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The First Passover and Generational Passover

imageIn Jewish studies we learned about the first Passover and generational Passover. We read a book about 4 kids that went back in time when בני ישראל were slaves in Egypt and witnessed the first Passover Seder. Then they came back for their Seder.

In class we compared the differences between the first Passover and generational Passover. We were assigned to create a project based on the story we read. My summary was two kids were helping set up the Passover table when…

Esther’s Problem

In Jewish Studies we relearned the Purim story. This time we read the problems the advice and solutions. My project is a 6 paged Wixie with Queen Esther’s problem. She doesn’t know whether she should tell the king she’s Jewish. Four of her servants give her advice. Then she makes her decision.

My Favorite Activity

My favorite activity is volleyball. I like it because it’s fun and I love people cheering for me.

Volleyball is fun for me because I get to run around and hit the ball. It also feels good when you score. I once scored 4 points with my serves. One time I scored the winning point to win a match with my serve. I also love hitting the ball back to the other side of the net.

I love getting cheered for because it makes me feel good. It might even help me score! Once I was about to score and one of my teammates moms started cheering for me. I felt really excited. Sometimes my teammates on the bench cheered for my teammates on the court. My coaches like us to be quiet on the bench. Sometimes it’s hard because we’re excited.

My favorite activity is volleyball because it’s fun and I like getting cheered for.