Radical Elementary story 3, part 1

This school is officially awsome! I love it here! We have the best classes ever, art ofcourse being big sense the founder was an artist. I LOVE IT HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Radical Elementary story two, part two

Gym period is among us, and usually I like gym period, but at this school we could be forced to do anything. John told me there was nothing to worry about, but he really likes hard work and has been here a long time, he could be used to hard labor in gym. Okay, we're on the field now, nothing is set up so there's a good chance we're going to have to run a lot. " Hello, my name is Mr. Artichoke, I am your new gym teacher. Today I would like you to say the alphabet please, and then play Marco Polo. Now, get started." It was so easy! After gym period was over we all went back to class. Okay now this school ROCKS !!!

Radical Elementary Story two

Our first class, math. It isn't so bad, Mrs. Bologna told us to figure 10 problems that equal booger. I've only found one, that everyone in the class has probably figured by now, it's so easy. playing in the rain + staying in wet clothes for a long time = cold , which = boogers.
Mrs. Bologna is REALLY nice, she's in her late twentys and is very pretty. I like this place

Radical Elementary story one, part two

This school really is weird! Inside it looks like a practical school, with a expensive touch to it. And everyone is walking around with their backpacks on their heads like hats, their books are piled up on their backpacks, and everyone was carrying a red pepper! The first person I saw I asked politely, " Excuse me, but why does everyone have a red peppers?" Then he said politely, " They're for our teachers, you must be new here, I've never seen you before." I nodded. " Well," he said, " my name is John, I've been here sense kindergarten, I know the school like the back of my hand. This year, I have Mrs. Bologna, who do you have?" "I have Mrs. Bologna too." I said. " Okay, " said John, " How about we get you a pepper, there's a vending machine of veggies just over there". After John got my pepper for Mrs. Bologna, we walked and talked to class, he explained about how the founder of the school was a crazy artist who eventually got help at a hospital, but the kids loved the school the way it was and went on strike to keep it as a school, most kids tackled national government agents to keep them from reporting to a bulldozer team. The history of the school was fascinating, maybe this place isn't so bad after all.

Radical Elementary Story one

Well, here I am, Radical Elementary.Wow, this must be the strangest school I've ever seen. It's, like a piece of art, it's swiveled, and striped with black. And it looks like it got caught in a merciless paintball fight. Am I in the right place? Yeah that giant polka dotted plank says Jeffery Radical Elementary School. Well that's the bell, better get inside now. I don't know about this.

Radical Elementary, Story one, Part one

Hi, I'm Jack, I've just moved to this neighborhood and right now I feel fine.I just wish I didn't have to start school tomorrow, my new school is called Radical Elementary, a very strange name for a school if you ask me. Maybe I'll fake a terrible stomach flu.

Radical Elementary, being a fictional and crazy school ,will still attended by it's fictional student during the summer for your entertainment.

The Introduction for Radical Elementary

Radical Elementary is a made up school filled with nothing but nonsense from top to bottom.Radical Elementary is basically a complete opposite of a real school. Enjoy wacky stories narrated by the new attendant at Radical Elementary, Jack Radcliffe.

Just a Kid

Call me the normal kid, with an average, everyday life. Some how I'm still alive going through these last few weeks of school. I get out on June 6th, a short, two hour day, that, I'm sure of it, will begin screaming fits of joy when the bell rings and we're all finally FREE ! Ahhh. I can't wait. Sweet freedom in a matter of, oh, about five and one half to six days. So I will say this once, I'M ALMOST FREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Me, Myself, and I

My name is Emma, I am the middle child of three, well make that four.... my dog is technically my sister too, or at least my mom says that. My older sister Bri, lives in California with my grandma, Bri's eighteen and graduates in June. My younger sister Lauren, is six, and has an attitude that's going to her in trouble some day, and I know what you're thinking, a lot of kids have attitudes, but Lauren's can be serious. And my last sister, and my youngest, is Bella, my beautiful, two year old, sometimes a little bratty, Rottweiler. She's the sweetest dog and may growl or snap, but that's either for play, or when you're messing with her and she doesn't want to be messed with. Then there's my mom and dad, who love me and take care of me, help me when help is needed and win the number one parent award.