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Festibond 2013 – Skye

In my opinion, Festibond was a great success this year. There were some things we could change, but overall, I’m glad we did a few things different. I loved Jenna’s idea of not spending Festibond at home: we ended up spending most of the time at a hotel. Like usual, I loved the idea of letters. I will always love that meaningful part.

The only thing I would change about Festibond is to plan ahead more. It seemed like we were rushing around trying to get stuff done and ready for Festibond. I would like to plan more activities next time, as well.

It was between 7:30 and 8:00 when I woke up. No one except Dad and I were awake. Slowly, everyone else woke up, and everyone was awake by 9:00. It was a very hectic morning trying to get dressed and putting all the food and clothes into bags to bring to the hotel where we were staying that night. It worried me that every moment, it was getting closer to being too late for breakfast. We left at around 10:00 and headed to the Marriott hotel in Portland. We brought two cars, because Dad had to leave earlier than us the next morning for work.
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Siblings day: 2013

On July 11, 2011, a holiday called ‘Siblings day’ was invented by Jenna, Hayley, and Skye Danler. Every year since, we celebrated our relationship by bonding more than usual. Sounds cheesy, but to us, Siblings day is a day to cherish.

This year, our big sister Skye created a very sweet slideshow! It included pictures of all three of us through the years. It also included my new favorite song, ‘My Sister’ by Reba McEntire. I was on the verge of tears. :)

I also got some card stock so that my sisters and I could try this fun activity that I thought up! We all made a board game from scratch. Both my sisters went above and beyond on them, being so creative. :)
My board game was called ‘Are you a Mainer?’. Hayley’s was ‘Adventure on a Board’ and Skye’s was ‘Truth or Dare’. It was super-duper fun to try them all out after lunch.

My sisters always cheer me up on down times. I know, sometimes they can be annoying :( but we always make up after a fight and laugh about it later like in the song ‘My Sister’. Skye was a big help in planning it! So kudos to her for being so helpful… :)

We also had a pillow fight. Hayley got hurt, so we moved on to a different game that I made up. We had to make each other laugh, and if we laughed, we loose. I lost so many times!

Anyway, I love you Skye and Hayley!!

Festibond 2012 – My Date with Mom

Recently my mother and I went on a mommy-daughter date for Festibond. Festibond is a holiday my family and I have during the holiday season to bond with meaningful, exciting, and definitely fun activities. Well, one of these traditions is going on dates with family members.

My mom and I first had gone to a ballet near Portland. It was called, ‘The Magic Toy Shop’. My mom and I were very impressed by the dancers’ striking flexibility and expressions. The ballet was very funny too. You could tell the diversity of the children’s personalities, the parents, and the toys.

Mom and I about to watch "The Magic Toy Shop"
Mom and I about to watch “The Magic Toy Shop”

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Festibond 2012 – My Date with Dad

Recently I had a daddy-daughter date with my Dad for Festibond. We had a great time spending time together bowling. We bowled at Bayside bowl, a site in Portland. He prefers Bayside over Vacationland, but I still don’t get why. Maybe that’s because the last time I went to Vacationland bowling was 2 or 3 years ago.

Brent and Jenna at Bayside Bowl
Brent and Jenna at Bayside Bowl

Anyway, we played two rounds. I bowled with bumpers to avoid a gutter ball but my Dad, of course, still won both rounds. At least I got the first strike. Well, my Dad is good at just about everything I guess. We had fun spending time together, and each time I went, he high fived me no matter how many pins I knocked down. That’s my Dad! He would be proud of me if I knocked one pin down. “You didn’t hit the bumper!” he’d say. I thought that was very nice of him, and I think he is a great guy. Brent got me a root beer, and he made a big deal about it because that was a once in a century thing to drink soda. I felt very very odd drinking it.

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Jenna: Festibond 2010 Date With Kirsten

One of our Festibond traditions is going on dates with mom and dad. First I went on a date with Mom. We went to “Silly’s,” a restaurant in Portland, Maine. The first time I went to Silly’s (with the whole family), the place was crowded. So we couldn’t, shouldn’t, and wouldn’t eat there. This was my first time eating at Silly’s. Mom and I had fun pointing out what was silly. They had pictures hanging on the wall that had stickers saying “eat at Silly’s” somewhere in the picture in funny places, the menus were in lunch boxes, the ceiling lights were decorated to look funny, and so on. I ordered “the Elvis shake” that Mom showed me. It’s a milkshake with peanut butter and bananas. You have GOT to try it! I don’t know how to explain it, but I hope these three words will work. It. Was. Awesome. That was basically my whole lunch, because I didn’t like the $7 pepperoni pizza I ordered. I only ate one tiny slice. Oh, and the slices were small.

Drinking my "Elvis" shake at Silly's
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The Christmas Problem

Chapter One
One morning on December 11, 2004 Isabelle woke up early and realized she was going to her friend’s mom’s wedding! It started at seven o’clock. She put on her best clothes, brushed her hair, brushed her teeth, washed her face and put on her best shoes. Finally it was seven o’clock and her mommy and daddy were ready.

Chapter Two
Every day Isabelle had to do lots of exciting things, this was the best exciting  thing of all. Isabelle was still thinking about Christmas. The place is a block away  but dad always says we can not walk. You know your mom has a broken leg. The place was at the park.

Isabelle’s friend is named Peter. His mom is named Julie. Julie was marrying John, Isabelle’s uncle. Isabelle was so excited to go. The reason she had to go was she was the flower girl. A lot of cars were passing by. There must be people in the cars that are going to Julie’s wedding, Isabelle thought. “I like the dancing best”, said Isabelle’s father.

Chapter Three
Then they got there at eight o’clock. “You can’t come!”, said Peter. “Why?”, said Isabelle. “There’s good news and bad news”, said Peter. “The good news is Julie is still having her wedding. The bad news is she’s not having a party. It’s just Julie, John, me, and the judge.” “By the way, have a nice Christmas. Jerk!”

Isabelle said, “Me and my parents spent all that money on the presents. Who planned this thing, anyway?” “Me”, said Peter. Isabelle said, “It’s not nice to call someone ‘jerk’, anyway.” “Have a bad Christmas, Peter.”

Chapter Four
Soon Christmas Eve came. Peter felt sorry for Isabelle. He decided to give Isabelle a present and a sorry note. He went to her house and told Isabelle, “this is for you.” Isabelle opened the present. It was $30 so each person in the family would have ten dollars. Isabelle read the letter. After that she was overjoyed and hugged Peter.

They had a wonderful Christmas together.

THE END.

Skye: Thanksgiving

Turkey

One sunny day Albert Turkey was in his garden picking his vegetables for Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving was his favorite holiday but it was hunting season. That meant every turkey would have to hide or they were dinner for complete strangers. He was the smartest turkey. He knew good hiding places and could predict the future.

That evening he made a Thanksgiving feast and hid it in the place he was hiding for hunting season. That night as he ate his dinner he thought about his dead wife and how she died because of hunting season. As he lay in bed he heard screaming of other turkeys and bombs and bullets being blasted.

The next morning he found babies scattered all over the place wounded. His Thanksgiving plans were always ruined.[Okay it wasn’t the best holiday ever.] He always found a mess of blood and bones outside his door at Thanksgiving time.

During the day Albert thought of an idea. He was really smart so he could spell and build. He built a fence so people would keep out. Then, he wrote “Stay out.  From:the president”. After that, he taped it to the fence and no one was ever shot again. He had the best Thanksgivings ever and had his family come over for every one. He of course shared the idea with every turkey in the world.

THE END

About the drawing: The red blobs are the pools of blood. The little turkey crying is a wounded baby. On the lower-left is Albert’s hole. He doesn’t want anybody to go in it. The light bulb above Albert’s head is because he has a good idea. In the background is the idea he had of making a fence and putting a sign. So, it basically tells about my whole story.