Back Again.


Hello again! eelizabethh06 here. I know that I haven’t really been putting pen to paper very often on this site (On fingers to keyboard, whatever). But, I’m back again with an update! (Oh my goodness! My last post was May 17, 2016? Oy vey!)

Anyway, ‘The Hamster in the Purse’ did not win anything, but we didn’t mind, because we had a blast writing it, and we did indeed produce a book, so I don’t care. I have also engaged in other competitions since then, but I have only won one.

I am currently engaged in… I think two, but I am not entirely sure. And, the most recent thing, and the most painful thing I shall disclose now.

I got braces just nine hours ago. 😦

They do ache a little bit, and I haven’t been able to ingest anything but soup and smoothies so far, but I have to admit that they are interesting.


OK fine. I hate them, I loathe them, I detest them. But frankly, I need them. 😦

So, signing off for now, -eelizabethh06


It’s Hamster time


Hey guys! I’m gonna keep this post short and sweet, so here’s the gist. I’ve been writing a children’s picture book with some friends to enter into the Scholastic ‘Kids Are Authors’ competition. The winners get their entry… (Pause for effect) PUBLISHED! So stay tuned, because ‘The Hamster in the Purse’ may be coming into bookstores near you.

The Story of Diogenes


The Story Of Diogenes

In a city in Greece (I’m just going to be vague here, because I have no idea what the city was called) there lived a man named Diogenes. Diogenes was a very wise man, but he was rather……… odd. He did not live in a house, but slept in a barrel, and rolled it around from place to place.

One day Diogenes went outside, in the light of day, with a lit lantern. When he was asked what he was doing, he replied, “Looking for an honest man.”

One day, Alexander the great came to the city, and all the citizens came to greet him… except Diogenes. This disappointed Alexander, since Diogenes was the entire reason Alexander had come. If Alexander had a claim to fame that he had assisted Diogenes, it would bring more admiration that would stroke his ego. Besides, he admired the wisdom that made Diogenes a wise man. After all, Diogenes was the talk of all Greece! So Alexander went to see Diogenes. He found the wise man on a hill enjoying the sun.

“What can I do for you, Diogenes?” Alexander asked.

“You could move to the left a little so as not to keep the sun from me,” Diogenes answered.

This surprised the King, but he was not angry. It only made him admire Diogenes more. When he left he told his officers, “Say what you will. If I was not Alexander, I would like to be Diogenes.”

Alexander & Bucephalus


Alexander and Bucephalus

One day, in a kingdom we call Macedon, a King named Philip bought a fine horse with a not-quite-so-fine name, Bucephalus.

Bucephalus was a very wild horse, and no one could mount him, or do anything with him, for that matter. They tried whipping him, but that only made it worse.

The prince Alexander watched this ordeal carefully then muttered, “I could mount Bucephalus.” Unfortunately, his father heard him. “What if you fail?” asked King Philip. Alexander knew he was in trouble, but he couldn’t back out now! “I will pay you the price of the horse,” Alexander decided.

When he had watched the others attempt (and fail) to ride Bucephalus, he had hypothesized that the horse was afraid of his own shadow. He ran up to Bucephalus, turned the horse’s head towards the sun, and began to quiet the horse. Once Bucephalus was calm, Alexander leaped onto the horse, and let Bucephalus run as fast as he could.

When Bucephalus was tired, Alexander led the horse back to the place where King Philip was standing. “My son, Macedon is too small a place for you, you must find a place worthy of your greatness,” said King Philip.

Soon Alexander and Bucephalus became great friends, but Bucephalus would let only Alexander ride him.

Later, Alexander earned the title: ‘Alexander the Great’, but I’d rather call him ‘Mister Big Shot’.

The End

A laconic answer in ancient Greek


ΜΙΑ λακωνική απάντηση

μια φορά και έναν καιρό, σε μια γη που ονομάζουμε Ελλάδα (θα μπορούσα να σας πω πολλά για τη μυθολογία, αλλά αυτό δεν είναι το σημείο της ιστορίας), υπήρχε ένα κράτος ονομάζεται Laconia, με ανθρώπους που ζουν σε αυτό ονομάζεται Lacons (ή Spartans, αν προτιμάτε, αλλά θέλω Lacons). Η Lacons δεν είχε έναν ασυνήθιστο κανόνα: δεν πρέπει να είστε αποβλήτων λέξεις. Τώρα, δεν υπήρχε άλλο μέλος ονομάζεται Macedon, ο οποίος είχε αποκλειστεί από τον πόλεμο σαν βασιλιάς που κατονομάζονται Phillip. Phillip ήθελε να γίνει ο κύριος όλων των στην Ελλάδα. Ο ίδιος έθεσε ένα μεγάλο στρατό, και ο ίδιος κατακτήσει τα άλλα κράτη, εκτός Laconia. Έστειλε μια επιστολή προς το Lacons, λέγοντας: “Αν πάω κάτω στη χώρα σας, εγώ θα σας επίπεδο μεγάλη πόλη στο έδαφος.” σύντομα, η απάντηση ήρθε πίσω σε αυτόν, αλλά όταν εκείνος άνοιξε, είπε ότι, “ΑΝ.” ήταν σαν να λέμε, “δεν φοβόμαστε από εσάς, εφόσον η μικρή λέξη “ΑΝ” στέκεται στο δρόμο σας.”

A laconic answer


Once upon a time, in a land we call Greece (I could tell you a lot about their mythology, but that’s not the point of the story), there was a state called Laconia, with people living in it called the Lacons (Or Spartans, if you’d rather, but I like Lacons). The Lacons had an unusual rule: You must not waste words. Now, there was another state called Macedon, which was ruled by a war-like king named Phillip. Phillip wanted to become the master of all Greece. He raised a great army, and he conquered the other states, except Laconia. He sent a letter to the Lacons, saying: “If I go down into your country, I will level your great city to the ground.” Soon, a reply came back to him, but when he opened it, it said, “IF.” It was as if to say, “We are not afraid of you so long as the little word ‘IF’ stands in your way.”

Goldy-Flocks and the 5 Ostriches


Goldy-Flocks and the 5 Ostriches

            Once upon a time, deep in the forest, a mother ostrich (who’s name was Ostrichika), a father ostrich (who’s name was Ostroe), and three baby ostriches (Who’s names were Ostroe Jr., Ostrichika Jr., and Bob) went out for a walk while their breakfast shrimp was cooling.

In another part of the forest, there lived a shepherdess, whose sheep’s fleece was so golden they called her Goldy-Flocks. Now, the shepherdess’s sheep were in need of fresh grass to graze in, so she was preparing to go into the forest to look for some. She had not gone far before she stumbled upon the ostrich’s house!

She walked inside and saw five bowls of shrimp. She was very hungry, so she tried the shrimp in the biggest bowl, but it was too hot. Then she tried the shrimp in the medium-sized bowl, and it was still too hot. Then she tried the shrimp in the smallest bowls, and they were just right. But they were rather small for her, so she ate all three.

No longer hungry, she went into the living room. There, she found five chairs. She sat in the biggest chair, but it was too high for her. Then she sat in the medium-sized chair, but it was still too high for her. Then she sat in one of the smallest chairs, and it was just right. So she rocked in it awhile, then fell down and broke it. So she climbed into the next chair, but she broke that one too. So she sat in the next, but that unfortunate chair rested in pieces. So she went upstairs.

There she found five beds. She lay down in the biggest one, but it was too hard. Then she tried the medium-sized one, but that was also too hard. Then, she tried the smallest bed, but it was too small. So she lay across all three small beds, which worked just fine. This new bed was so comfortable that she fell fast asleep.

Just then, the five ostriches came back from their walk. “Someone’s been eating my shrimp!” yelled Ostroe. “Someone’s been eating my shrimp too!” added Ostrichika. “Someone ate our shrimp all up!” whined Ostroe Jr., Ostrichika Jr., and Bob.

They hurried into the living room to find the culprit. “Someone’s been sitting in my chair!'” yelled Ostroe. “Someone’s been sitting in my chair too!” added Ostrichika. “Someone broke our chairs!” whined Ostroe Jr., Ostrichika Jr., and Bob.

The ostriches rushed upstairs. “Someone’s been lying in my bed!” shouted Ostroe. “Someone’s been lying in my bed as well!” exclaimed Ostrichika. “Someone is in our bed!” squealed Ostroe Jr., Ostrichika Jr., and Bob. Goldy-Flocks woke up with a start. Terrified, she jumped out the window, and slid down the roof. And she never went to the ostrich’s house again.