My Poem – Kevin

Recently, I wrote my first ever poem! It’s called Kevin. Mum help me write it down. It is about a minion named Kevin. It is a hilarious poem.

 


Tallest of Minions

Your goggles so awesome

Chazzy blue overalls

On your head – a possum


 

I hope you like it!

 

~by Mars

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Quick How-To: How To Eat Fruit

Well, it is pretty simple to eat a piece of this sweet food. And it is healthy, too!

How to eat a piece of fruit:

  1. Pick up the piece of fruit you wish to consume.
  2. Make sure the fruit is NOT rotten (I’ll do a how-to on this soon).
  3. Life the piece of fruit to your mouth.
  4. Bite into the fruit. Be careful not to bit too much, though!
  5. Chew the fruit in your mouth until it is a pulp.
  6. Swallow the fruit pulp.
  7. Repeat steps 3-6 until all the fruit is gone.
  8. Now you are done!

 

How did it taste? Tangy? Sweet? Sour? I do hope you had enjoyed it!

What else would you like a how-to on? Is there a particular things you have trouble with? Your feed back would be most helpful!

 

~by Venus

 

 

Why I Don’t Want To Come To School

I make up lots of reasons why I don’t want to do school. I don’t like school. It is boring! Maths, Reading, Spelling……. I hate it! I try to get out of it, but I can’t. I say weird things. Most are not true. I get in big trouble, so don’t copy me!

My reasons

  • Because I need to clean up
  • Because it takes so long
  • Because it’s hard
  • Because I don’t have a big break
  • Because there are too many students
  • Because I want to play with toys
  • Because there is too much noise
  • Because there is a solar bang in the big bang
  • Because the birds are annoying
  • Because the students are disturbing me all the time
  • Because school doesn’t have enough power
  • Because it is boring
  • Because it is useless
  • Because I want to stay in bed
  • Because I am too sleepy
  • Because I am tired
  • Because my hand can’t write – it is too weak
  • Because I need to finish my game
  • Because I am eating
  • Because I’m hungry
  • Because I am too full
  • Because I’m in the middle of my imaginary play
  • Because my head blows up because of too much thinking
  • Because it’s not important
  • Because I’m thirsty
  • Because I  want to jump on the trampoline
  • Because I want to play outside
  • Because I’m looking at maps (I love maps! Especially the public transport ones!)
  • Because I don’t need it
  • Because the thunderstorm is scary
  • Because I am in Australia, I don’t need to know how to speak Polish
  • Because the garbage truck is too loud
  • Because I’m too hot
  • Because I’m too cold

 

If you were wondering, this is a re-post. It has been more than one and a half years since I originally posted it – can you believe that????

-by Mars

 

The Life Of Ginny

So, this is a story back from December 2017. It is about a guinea pig named Gingercurtham, and his “boypig”, Peter. I thought you might want to read it again, or read it if you only just found Sunshine Bubble Station.

 

The Life Of Ginny

The Full Story

 

Chapter 1

Hi, I’m Ginny. Ginny is short for Ginger. And Ginger is short for Gingercurtham. Long name, right? Well, that is what my owners, Lucy and Mark, call me.

And they also have children – four of them! They are always putting their grubby hands on my fur. I do not want to sound mean, but seriously? Do they have any idea how hard it is to get mouth-water or cotton candy out of fur? I often need Peter to help me.

Peter is my room-mate and boy pig. I think humans call the them boyfriends. I once heard one of the children, Chris, the only boy, who is four, say that he is a boyfriend to some girl named Ciri or Siri or something of the such. I think she picked me up once, and she looks much bigger than Chris. Maybe fifteen years or so?

So, now it is breakfast time, anyway. Ella is just coming out with some fresh vegetables. Ohh, carrot is my favourite! And celery is Peter’s.

Oh, and if you were wondering, I have brown and white fur, and shiny white teeth which love chomping on carrots and grass.

 

Chapter 2

“Peter!” I shout. “Come back, honey carrot!”

Peter is often very cheeky, but something seems wrong today!

When Erin, the youngest daughter, came to give us lunch and opened the door to put the grass, hay and carrot in, Peter slipped out of the cage, under her hand, and is now running round the balcony (our cage is on the balcony).

And Erin’s hands look sticky, so I’ll probably have to help Peter later, as Erin will have to catch him. Oh, well. That is what you get for doing something as a Guinea Pig without permission.

After a while of Erin running around, Peter was back in the cage of me, giving me a quick kiss.

“Silly Peter, you have to ask if you can run around! You scared me!” Erin says, locks the gate, and skips inside to have her own lunch.

Almost every day is like this, except for the part where Peter escapes from the cage. We get up, eat, play, eat, exercise, eat, go to bed, repeat. Funny, right?

Sometimes, the children play with us, and Peter loves to show them tricks.

Once, the children were playing with us next to the cage when the door slammed closed, and the latch locked. Peter immediately went up to the door, undid the latch, and pulled the door open. The children shouted, and laughed and praised him. He likes that. It is fine by me, but I prefer to grab some celery and dive into a nice book.

Chapter 3

I stare at Peter. He is staring at something on the G.V.. It is this huge screen that plays videos and movies and such things. But we can only watch it in the middle of the night, as it is a secret. It has a remote, which we hide in a crack in the floor, and the G.V. itself is the wall. It is in their sight without them even knowing!

I am on my phone, talking to a Guinea pig in Tasmania, called Mia. If you were wondering, I live in Melbourne, Australia. Mia claims she was born in Melbourne, but one of our other Guinea pig friend, who lives in India, told me that Mia told her that she was born in the city in India than Vedaa! Funny. I do not know who is telling the truth.

Well, I should be getting off to bed now. See you in the mornoning….!

Chapter 4

“Missy!” I laugh. “Missy! Stop! Please…. I beg you!”

Missy, the eldest daughter, has come to tickle me! Well, actually she came to give me breakfast, but I was asleep when she came, so she woke me up like this! How would she like it if I woke her up in the morning like that? Crawling around on her belly as she was sleeping?

She has brought a huge variety today – strange. Grass, beetroot, carrot, apple, tomato, basil, mint, corn husks… and…oh my gosh.. is that?…. BLUEBERRIES!!!!

They only bring out blueberries for special things. But what.. oh! My birthday is today!

Camila is putting some weird cone on my head, and fastens it with a strap, so I cannot get it off.

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Ginny, Ginger, Gingercurtham! Happy birthday our boy!” They sang in harmony.

Then Mark shouted “Hip hip!” and everyone else shouted “Hooray!” They did this three times.

Missy is putting the food in the cage, and now walking off with the others.

I get up and do my best to walk over to the food without tipping over, as I still have the annoying hat on. But when I get there, I get a surprise.

“Oi! Get away from my blueberries!” I shout at Peter. As you might have guessed, Peter was stuffing blueberries into his tiny mouth while saying, “Ouch, ouch!” Hold on – saying “Ouch?”

“Why are you saying “Ouch”?”, I ask him.

“My ouchy tooth is ouchy!” he shouts and falls onto his back and laughs like mad. I don’t get it!

“Well, no use in them going to waste!” I say, and start digging my teeth into the flesh of a tomato.

Chapter 5

My birthday, which was yesterday, was great, except for when the dinner came. Missy brought us some leafy vegetables and grass, and some more blueberries. She watched us and soon took Peter away because he was squeaking a lot, and spat out all his food.

Today when I woke up, he was in the cage again, but one of his front teeth was missing!

“It fell out!” he bragges.

And the day goes like this – Missy and Camila keep checking Peter’s teeth, as he has one more wobbly tooth, Erin gives us food, Camila annoys me and we go to bed early (at nine p.m.!).

Chapter 6

Peter still isn’t better! In fact, he is worse, way worse! His other tooth fell out! Lucy did some research, I heard, and found out Peter had something called “vitamin C deficiency”. It means Peter was not getting enough vitamin C in his food! Erin was just saying that Peter is going to the vet’s tomorrow! The rest of today went like yesterday – boring!

Chapter 7

I’ve just woken up, and Peter is already gone! Well, it is about midday, so he is probably at the vet’s by now. I miss him very much! I wish he was here! Oh!

Here he comes! Mark is putting him in the cage right now. He looks fine – more than fine! He is trying to chomp some carrot, but it is hard to do so because there is a huge gap where his two front upper teeth were, so he piles up some grass instead.

“Can you tell me about the vet’s? Please?” I beg him, tugging at his arm like a little guinea pig.

“Not much to say, really. She did some checks, and let the kids do something, and I came back.” he said, and picked up an old blueberry from yesterday.

“Tell me more! Tell me more!” I squeak, widening my eyes to show him I really really really want to know.

“Well, fine! When we got there, the tea towel over my cage fell off and I saw this cute black bunny that was only eight weeks old. Then, I was taken to a room, where the vet examined my teeth, and shone a torch into my mouth and ears, and listened to my tummy and heart, then all the children did the same, looked at my ears, and felt my chin, because if the roots of my teeth were too long, she would feel them. Then, she polished my teeth, and gave me a full body massage with her huge hands!” Peter described, and continued eating.

“And…..?” I ask. I know he’s hiding something. Something that he is not happy about.

“And…. what?” he asks and chomps away.

“And what did she say?” I ask. He can be very stubborn. I can too. Charis calls us cheeky boys.

“Fine,” he finally says, “the vet says I have to…” he gulps. “Go on a…. diet!”

“Agh!” I shout. “How did she dare!”

“Dunno,” he says, and chomps on.

“And if you are on a diet, why are you chomping away?” I ask him, and give him a hard stare.

“She said ‘slowly’ change it.”

“ ‘Slowly’ eat more?”

He shies up the ramp to the upper floor, eating hay as he goes.

Chapter 8

It has been two days now since Peter has gone on the diet, and he is already complaining that he is always hungry.

But his diet has barely changed. He just has to eat more carrot and less trail mix, and play with loofah chewy toys, which seems like a treat to me.

Well, anyway, we got to run around the balcony today. And we got to run for an entire hour! The children took turns watching us, and told us tales of interesting things, such as how Siri picks her nose, and how Cassie only eats breakfast.

Other than Peter’s, ”gone wrong”, as he calls it, visit to the vet’s, every day is almost the same. Interesting, isn’t it?


Well, I hope you liked it. I originally wrote this for my Create A Challenge Pets badge at Girl Guides.

~by Venus

The Nut-Nut Jokes No. 2

Well, well! So you want another hilarious nut-related joke? Here it is!

You are in bold, the person you are talking to is in italic.

Hi

Hi

Can you say ‘nut who’ ten times as fast as you can please?

Why?

Umm.. just to.. say it..

OK….. nut who, nut who, nut who, nud who, nud doo, nud boo, nut oo…. oh gosh! I can’t say it…. ahahahaha!!!

Ahahahahaha!

So, this is a simple tongue-twister joke. If you try to say it too fast, you will start to say other things.

I made this one up ALL BY MYSELF! What do you think? Did you or people around you have trouble saying ‘nut who’ ten times?

 

~by Venus

The Nut-Nut Jokes No.1

So, every week or two, I’m going to be posting a joke about nuts. My friend got the idea of the name (Nut-nut jokes) when we were collecting nuts from under the trees at NGV (we weren’t allowed to take them all home. I kept only a small handful).

Today’s joke is a “knock knock, who’s there?’ joke. Play it on some people who will take it well.

Knock, knock!

Who’s there?

I’m nut

I’m nut who?

(Person who said knock knock runs away)

I’m nut here!!!!

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All credits go to my friend. She made it up, then I added the bit where the person who started it runs away behind a wall, bush, clipboard etc. before shouting “I’m nut here!!” It worked really well – even I myself thought it was rather smart and funny!

 

~by Venus

Making The Female ‘Girl Bird’

So, remember when I wrote about making up a bird that was perfectly adapted to its habitat? If you don’t, read the post HERE!

Well, in my free time I made it up and drew it by myself, then told Mars about my idea.

“I was thinking of doing it the same way! AWESOME!” was what he said. So, here is the process:

First, I thought that I wouldn’t do the peacock/pom-pom tail, since it was for the male. The female would just have a couple of colourful feathers in her tail and that is it.

Next, I drew her body shape. It was going to be almost the same as the male body shape, but I drew the tail a bit thinner – just a tiny bit. Then I did the rest of the body.

After that was completed, I coloured in the body. I decided to keep the orange spot on either side of the head, since it was quite pretty and distinct.

And that was the end! It was quite easy since we had done most of the work already. I know I am not that amazing at drawing, but this is pretty good!

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Are you going to create you own bird? If so, have fun!

~by Venus

The ‘Girl Bird’

Recently during our Logic class, my brother Mars and I were asked to make up our own bird, which is perfectly adapted to its habitat. This was a bit of a challenge, but we got there in the end!

We decided to make a bird that would live in the… tropical rain forest!

First, we tried to settle on a name. Mars said that we could name it “The Critically Endangered Girl Bird”. I’m not sure how it would be critically endangered since it was meant to be perfectly adapted. Since I could not figure out any other name, we went with “Girl Bird”.

Second, we thought of what it was going to eat and where. Worms? Seeds? Small animals? Other birds? Perhaps monkeys? The answer is….. insects off low branches and the forest floor.

Next, we looked at some birds that could walk on thin branches/sticks. We finally came across the Red-Capped Manakin, and after watching an AMAZING video of it doing the “moon walk”, that was the bird for us. The way it could move – amazing!

We thought that this bird should have short legs, since it catching insects off the ground. About 2cm tall.

After that step was completed, we had a look at the body shape. There were a lot to choose from! We even got body shape ideas that do not even exist, such as paper-thin or a squishy cube! We finally decided on a body shape a bit like a Kingfisher.

Then for the beak. First, we looked at birds and their beaks, then I goggled ‘bird beak shapes’ and we found lots of shapes, and they were labeled what they were best for, too! There were small beaks for grain eating, long, slightly curved ones for nectar and many more. We found one for insect catching –  the prefect beak!

As we found what we wanted, I drew the parts of the bird into paper. Once all the research was done, and the picture drawn and edited, we decided on colours! Mars thought that it would be pretty cool if there was an orange patch of bird skin on either side of the head, so I drew that on. I thought that this could be the male, and the brighter the orange spot, the more likely the female would choose this particular male.

Mars also thought what this bird should be all green, with brown feet, because other animals would like to eat it. I agreed that the body would be green, but that is should have a tail that opened up and be very colourful. It would look a bit like a cross between a peacock tail and a colorful pom-pom when it opened up. Probably for attracting a female, too. So I coloured the whole bird different shades of green, then put a few stripes of orange and red into the tale. We coloured the eyes a dark yet sharp blue.

And I drew another bird, this time with its tail open. I coloured most of it the same, but I made the tail SUPER colourful.

And that was the male done! I haven’t made the female yet, but I WILL write another post soon about how I made her.

What do you think? Is there anything you would do differently? Perhaps you can spend half an hour making your own bird! Maybe you would like to cut it out, add on some feathers and have adventures with? Perhaps instead of making a bird to perfectly fit its habitat, you would like to make the most creative bird you can think of? It is all up to you and your imagination!

 

 

~by Venus

 

Making Chocolate Cubes 🍫

Yay! Another delicious CHOCOLATE recipe!

So, we are making chocolate cubes today. We have had this extremely dark chocolate (90% cocoa!) for a while. We didn’t think it would be as bitter as it was, so we didn’t eat it for ages. So we decided to finally make something out of it.

What you will need:

  • Dark chocolate
  • Cream
  • Milk
  • Sugar
  • A pot
  • A big wooden spoon
  • Some teaspoons
  • Ice cube moulds

How to make it:

  1. Make sure you have everything you will need out in front of you.
  2. Weigh out 30g of sugar, 100ml of milk and 100ml of cream and put them in a pot.
  3. Break the whole bar of dark chocolate up into small chunks. Set aside.
  4. Put the pot on the stove on high heat, and stir.
  5. When the pot starts to steam, turn the heat off. Stir the dark chocolate in, a few chunks at a time.
  6. When all the dark chocolate is in and melted (if it didn’t melt while the heat was off, turn the heat on for a moment until it is melted), dip a teaspoon in and try if you like it.
  7. If you find it too bitter, add a bit of cream (5-10ml), a bit if milk (aprox. 5ml) and a teaspoon of sugar. Stir in (keep the heat off). Dip a clean teaspoon in and try. If you find it too bitter, repeat until you like it. (After a while, you might have to turn the heat on until the pot starts to steam again)
  8. When you are done with the taste testing, and all set, let the mixture slightly cool for about 10 minutes.
  9. When the 10 minuets have past, pour the mixture into the ice-cube moulds. I’m not sure how many you will need, because it changes depending on how big your chocolate bar was and how much more cream and milk you put in.
  10. Put the moulds into the freezer until firm.
  11. Pop out the chocolate out of moulds and serve/consume immediately.

 

This is a wonderful recipe, but the downside is that the cubes start to melt rapidly once they are out of the mould. So here is a recipe that is easier, and doesn’t melt as quickly.

If they do melt, or you can’t get them out of the mould, you can just scoop them out.

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Chocolate ice cream bowls:

 

What you will need

  1. The still warm chocolate mixture from the previous recipe (do steps 1 – 8).

How to make it:

  1. Pour the mixture into the small bowls and put the bowls into the freezer.
  2. Take out of freezer when ready to eat and serve within 30 minutes of taking out of freezer.

The ice cream may be hard when you first take it out, so you should leave it out for a bit before you serve it.

I hope you enjoy this! It will be gone before you know it!

 

 

~by Venus

The Pink Snake

 

The Pink Snake

Yesterday, I was mowing the grass in the backyard, behind a stone short wall, when I found a long, flat, PINK snake under a rock! I didn’t know what to do, so I screamed and ran away, like most people would do, even though I wasn’t scared of snakes. Soon, I decided to go over to the garage and get the old broom which was in-between the old pantry full of books and a wall. I wanted to poke the snake. Was it squishy or hard? I tiptoed back over the lawn, behind the short wall, to find that the snake was GONE!!!! I looked around the grass, but it had vanished! I decided that I must have been dreaming – I mean, is there such a thing as a PINK SNAKE???? So I turned on the lawnmower and kept going. And then…. Splat! Pink splatters went everywhere! So.. The snake had been real? And had gone under the mower…. AGHHHH!!!!!!!!

 

Note: This is fiction.

~by Venus