A Picture by Adam
A picture, like most things I write about, is just an ordinary, boring, every day object to which I try my utmost best to make as interesting and exciting as I can. A picture can be a simple photo or a grand and articulate masterpiece. A photo is quite astoundingly a frozen image in time, a memory whether happy or sad, like right now I am looking at a picture of my sister Ked and Kevin's wedding. A happy memory, it is strange to think it is the only wedding I can remember ever attending. One of my favorite painters is Leonardo Da Vinci, quite a mouth full, so I will call him Leo. Leo loved to paint horses, mainly ones in war charges. Toward the end of his life Leo made the Mona Lisa, a painting so realistic it looks as of she is looking at you. No matter how much I enjoy writing this I expect you are getting bored so I bring this page to a gracious close with these few words; just because it is ordinary does not mean it is not wonderful.
A Ball Cap by Joe
A ball cap as I am sure you know (but I am going to tell you anyway) is a hat designed to keep the sun out of your eyes. It is shaped like a bowl with a duck's bill on the end. My favorite ball cap is my Cleveland Indian's hat. I have never met anyone who didn't have a ball cap. They are quite inconvenient at amusement parks, however. I once lost a really nice one on a roller coaster and never saw it again. (It was actually my dad's hat that I happened to be wearing.)
Scissors by Ken
Scissors are very useful objects. They cut paper into shapes or whatever you want to do with paper. The scissors I happen to be looking at have orange handles but are really only casing metal handles to make them more comfortable. They have two metal pieces that are pretty sharp. Each one is attached to the handle. They are held together by a very short nail.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
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You can shock Joe by telling him that not everyone in the UK has a ball cap ;).
Nice to know Adam is on such familiar terms with Leo.
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