Branson Wilson

Lost Dog

Mon, 22 Feb 2010 11:23:00 -0600

You all know my 11-year-old husky, Yukon. If you don’t, you can learn about him on the post Attack. Me, my brother, and TCU pitcher Paul Gerrish went down to the park to play baseball. We saw a pretty big hole in the fence and Yukon was staring through it. We thought, “He’ll be fine.” But when we came home Yukon was gone. We went inside and saw that somebody had called, so we called them back. A lady had found Yukon and put him in her backyard. But by the time we called her back, she was at McDonalds eating with her grandson.

My mom came home. I said to her in a frightened voice, “We need to go get Yukon!” So we jumped in the car. The lady came out of her house and growled like a bear, “He’s GONE!”

I thought, “Lady, you don’t come barreling out of a house and say to a 10-year-old that LOVES his dog, He’s GONE!!!!!”

I was sooooo mad I was about to come over there and level her! I mean, she could have just gone and put him in our backyard! So we got back in the car and drove around the other side of Fort Worth for an hour. Then Basden and her friend, who had been watching a movie in the backseat the whole time, moaned, “We want to go home.” So my dad left work early to help look for Yukon and the two of us drove around for another two hours.

Finally, we got a call. We sped to another lady’s house she had Yukon there. She opened her garage door, and I had to hold the tears back by swallowing hard. There Yukon sat, eating cat food and not wanting to go home. We thanked the lady so much, but on the car ride home my dad was afraid Yukon would puke from the cat food. I was relieved to have Yukon home!

Ginger Pye

Mon, 15 Feb 2010 12:07:00 -0600

Written and Illustrated by

Eleanor Estes

Reviewed by Branson Wilson (age 10)

This outstanding fiction novel is written and illustrated by Eleanor Estes. She is a great writer for children.

This book is about a boy named Jerry Pye trying to get the dog of his dreams. It is based in Cranbury, a town in between Boston and New York in 1920’s. Jerry has a sister named Rachel, a brother named Uncle Benny, and a cat named Gracie. Jerry is 10 and in the 5th grade. He works extremely hard dusting the pews with Rachel and Uncle Benny earning $1.00 - just enough to buy his brand-new dog Ginger Pye. But then a snoopy man in a yellow hat steals Ginger on Thanksgiving Night. Will Jerry, Rachel and Uncle Benny find Ginger in time?

I recommend this book for grades 4th and up, dog lovers, and kids and adults who like good long chapter books.

Hotchkiss Ride

Tue, 09 Feb 2010 15:40:00 -0600

Last Saturday, Dr. Hotchkiss took my dad and me on a plane ride. We met up with Dr. Hotchkiss and his son Luke at their house at 6:30. Luke is 13 and in the 7th grade, and Dr. Hotchkiss, information unavailable. They live right by Wallgreens.

So we were on our way. I was sooooo exited about riding in their six-seat private plane, because I have ridden in my grandpa’s plane once, but that was on my eighth birthday, and now I am ten. We taxied on the runway and then we chanted, “5,4,3,2,1 - and we’re off!”

We flew pretty high and my ears began to hurt so I started chomping my mouth. Luke and I told “yo mama jokes” and pretended like we were sky diving! We landed and drove in a golf cart to an awesome BarBQ place. It was amazing! They cooked outside, and they served the best BarBQ ever!

We drove back in the golf cart. I hopped in the plane and, “5,4,3,2,1 - and we’re off!” It was an outstanding flight home. Luke and I had the best view of Stephenville’s red and yellow flickering lights.

“5,4,3,2,1 - and we land.” We got back home and Luke and I went straight to the climbing wall while Macy and her friend watched Cool Runnings. We went up to their secret attic and Luke and I played there for the rest of the night.

GO FROGS!!!

Thu, 04 Feb 2010 12:02:36 -0600

GO FROGS!!!

Buddicus and Donkey

Mon, 01 Feb 2010 14:08:00 -0600

Buddicus is a man in Greece. He is laying next to his donkey. His donkey is carrying a load of food and a jug of water. Buddicus is fast asleep. He is a 45-year-old man. He has a very hard life with five, two-year-old children. The village is broken down, worn out and crumbling. There are other women in the village working and talking. Chapels perched on a hill. It is alot different from our lives. Think of it no TVs, computers, tramploines , no any thing!

got all of these off the internet.

Thu, 28 Jan 2010 17:33:00 -0600

got all of these off the internet.

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Home Alone 4

Thu, 28 Jan 2010 13:04:00 -0600

THIS IS A TRUE STORY! My mom went to go and pick up my sisters. So I stayed home alone. I heard my neighbor’s German Shepherd bark like crazy. I was reading in our dining room and looked out our window. There was a creepy guy staring at me, so I run over and shut the curtains. I ran and got my b-b-gun, pocketknife, 5 airsoft guns, and a baseball bat. I turned the alarm on - EVERYTHING!!!

I peeked through the curtains and the guy was still there. I called my mom, but no answer. I called my dad, but no answer. I peeked once more, and he was coming closer. I fake yelled, “Mom!!!”

He started running away. That kind of proves he was going to steal something. Finally, I called my grandma and she said she would try calling my mom. Ten minutes later, my grandma said, “Sorry Bran, I can’t reach your mom.”

I said, it’s ok. He is gone now.”

We hung up. My mom pulled up in the driveway and took me to pick up my sisters. I told her what happened, and she just about fell over.

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I am the tiger

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I am the tiger

ATTACK!!!!

Wed, 27 Jan 2010 11:52:00 -0600

Well my neighbor got a dog for Christmas. Its a German Sheaperd. So I was playing basketball in my drive way and I shot it. It went off the backboard and went into my neighbors backyard. I thought, “Oh no biggie just hop the fence, grab it go back.” I went in and told my mom that I was going to get my basketball. She wanted to watch me do it. So I slowly hopped the fence. Darko is going crazy. He just wants to play. So I walk over to get my basketball, he bites me on the on the leg softly I thought, “just a little roughhouse.” He bites again in the leg. I’m thinking, “I need to get out of here.” I’m breathing deep. Then right when I get my basketball he bites me hard in the arm. I get my basketball I start running for my life. I dive over the fence. I land on a peice of wood. “I think I broke my arm.” I tell my mom. Mike Dry comes out of the house and said, “what happend???!!!!” I told him, “no biggie just went got my basketball and dived over your fience.” “But Branson this fence is 3ft 10!!!” he said. “but I still jumped it.” My husky Yukon is howling like crazy.So I go inside and take a nap.

Bass Hall

Tue, 19 Jan 2010 16:25:00 -0600

My grandma and I went to Bass Hall with a homeschool group. We showed up at about 11:45. We were going to watch Peter And The Wolf. Right when we walked in, this lady came up to my face and said, “GO TO THE EAST WALL!!!!”

So right before we went into the performance hall, another lady told us, “SINGLE FILE!!” What is this, the Marine Corps? Seriously, she was like a drill sargeant!

Finally, we got seated. I said, “What a relief - no more Bass Hall ladies.” I saw one walking down the hall. I slumped down in my chair and my grandma asked, “What are you doing?”

I said, “Hiding.”

Finally, they’re gone. After about five minutes, this, I’m guessing 8 year old boy, came and sat down with me. After about 2 seconds he stood about an inch away from me and said “What is your name?” in a very awkward way. Uhhhh… ,I’m thinking first, militant Bass Hall ladies, then a (far from normal) 6 year old boy, what’s next?

All of the sudden I remember I have basketball practice. I say, “Oh crud I have basketball.”Now the 6 year old kid thinks I’m a dork

. When we get in the car my grandma asks”What was going on in there?” I said, “could we change the subject?” So we went by the movie theater and I saw a poster that said Avatar. I said, “Could we watch that.” “What is it rated?” she asked. I said, “a 5 star!” She said, “No, PG, PG-13 or R?” I said, “PG-13”. She said, “Well you are going to have to ask your mom about that.” “But all my friends have seen it.” I said. “But Branson you’re only 10 and it is PG-13.” Well she said she would take me to the Tooth Fairy. Looks funny. Well thats my story of Bass Hall:)

My Dog

Sat, 16 Jan 2010 15:47:40 -0600

My Dog

Snowboarding

Thu, 14 Jan 2010 08:34:05 -0600

Well me and my friend Ashton went snowboarding for the first time of our life. We had this awesome teacher Mavrick. He was one of those guys who are freaks but what I mean by freak he jumps off of 12 ft cliffs,does 360s and he is on a raceing team for snowboarding and goes 50 mph. I say”dude thats as fast as a car!!!!” He told me he can go down any moutain 30 mph. Well yesterday we went down Jaspers and Hully Gully there both blue blacks. So were on level 5.5 in two days. Mavrick said not many people get to level two. Were going to have a great time.