The Cat File
by Brian, fifth grade writer
11:15 a.m. Monday, January 12, 2009.
This is the family room. I was sleeping. On the rocking chair. With my family. I’m Bob, and I’m a cat. The television was on. It was boring. Very boring. Then I got the call.
DUM-DA-DUM-DUM…DUMMMMMMM
12:02 a.m.
I am at Puss in Boots’ cottage.
Puss reported some trouble. “Meow! Meow!” he meowed.
“Just the facts, Puss. Just the facts,” I purred sternly.
“I’m missing my boots! Someone took my boots! I was taking a bath so I slipped my boots off. I put my boots near the cat door, and when I came back, they were gone! The Big Bad Wolf is always the bad guy, so you should go find him in the forest. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s the burglar. He is every other time.”
DUM-DA-DUM-DUM…DUMMMMMMM
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The Dog Files
by Wyatt, sixth grade writer
12:38 p.m. This is the back yard.
I was lounging about in the big back yard with a pool. It was
quiet. Too quiet. Then we got the call.
"Detective Dog," the duck gasped, "someone has stolen my blue
umbrella!"
"Have you made anybody mad lately?" I asked her, anxious to get
on the job.
"No," she told me,"but I did see Owl flying away with
something in his hand."
"OK," I replied, "I will find your umbrella." I was off to the Great Tree.
Dum Da Dum Dum Dummmmmmmmm
1:02 p.m. This is the Great Tree.
I walked up to the huge brown tree with limbs that looked like hands while
Owl's big yellow eyes watched my every move.
"Hi, Detective," he said, breaking the silence.
"Hello, Owl," I replied. "Do you have Duck's umbrella by any
chance?"
"No, I don't," he stated, "but I did see Bear walking with an
umbrella shaped object in his big furry hands."
I was off to Bear's den.
Dum Da Dum Dum Dummmmmmmmm
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