Survival!
The
submarine Lucky Lulu was sinking quickly. “Abandon ship! Everyone into the
Others!” hollered Captain
Locke. But the crew and passengers knew there were not enough
Others, so they threw
Hostels,
Dharma scientists, and even one
LOST plane overboard. Then everyone
crashed into the
dead water and grabbed onto whatever they could.
Captain
Locke ordered everyone to form a line, tie their crafts together, and sing “
Make Your Own Kind of Song.” First in line were
Kate and
Jin, bobbing in their
paranoid Vincent. Next, came
Benjamin Linus hanging on for dear life to a slimy
The Hatch. They were followed by
4815162342 others.
After
815 days, they were rescued by a strange
polar bear. Not one passenger from the Lucky Lulu has taken a boat ride again.
Summer Fun
Every summer, people head to Lake
Sawyer near
Los Angeles. There are so many things to do at the lake. Lots of people snorkel, hoping to catch a glimpse of the
magical polar bear that live in the lake.
On Saturdays, people have swimming relay races. Each team has
815 members. Swimmers carry
Others that are passed from one team member to the next. The winning team is awarded
Hostels and
survivors. Lots of people come to watch the races. They cheer on teams by shouting, “
No way dude!”
After the races, people paddle their
Smoke Monsters around the lake. Then everyone comes back to shore for a picnic of
mango sandwiches and
Dharma Ranch Dressing sundaes. Someone usually plays the
Driveshaft while people eat.
People are sad when the summer ends. But everyone looks forward to the next summer at Lake
Sawyer when they can snorkel above the
magical polar bear, swim for prizes of
Hostels and
survivors, and paddle their
Smoke Monsters.
The Hanukkah Party
Last week my whole family went to a Hanukkah party at my Uncle
Jack's house in
Sydney. The first thing we did when we got there was open presents. Uncle
Jack always gives us
LOST presents. This year he gave me a(n)
polar bear and my little sister,
Kate, a(n)
freckle.
“
Hostels!, Uncle
Jack,” I said, “How did you know I wanted a(n)
polar bear?”
Then
Kate, my cousins, and I played a dreidel game. My cousin
Hurley put an empty bowl in the center of the table, and gave us each our own pile of candy for the game.
Kate went first, spun a shin, and had to put a piece of her candy in the bowl. I could tell she wanted to
eat,
but she knew she had to behave. The bowl continued to fill with candy,
with most of us spinning shin. Then I spun a gimel. I got the whole
bowl of candy!
On the way home, I whispered to
Kate that I would share my candy with her, but she had fallen fast asleep.
The Camping Trip
It was a cold,
LOST night.
Kate and
Rose crashed around the campfire,
escaping songs and eating
mangos.
Soon they got tired, climbed into their
survivors, and eventually fell asleep. Suddenly, they were both wide awake. There was a loud
hiking sound outside the tent.
Rose grabbed
Kate's
four toed foot and held on for dear life.
Kate started chanting, “Lions and
Others and
Hostels, oh my!” over and over again.
Then into their tent fell their friend
Claire.
Claire had been thirsty and had gone into the house for some
Dharma Beer. Now the
Dharma Beer was on the floor of their tent. But they all had a good laugh and went back to sleep.
It turned out to be a very
terrorist camping trip. And maybe next time they'll even leave
Rose's backyard.
The Beach
Hooray! Summer is finally here, and that means we can go to the beach! Today, my family is going to
The Looking Glass Station Beach, and I can bring a friend with me. I decide to invite my best friend
Rousseau. I know
Rousseau will want to go with us. She thinks going to the beach is
crazy!
We start our beach day by watching the sunrise, and then eating breakfast at Uncle
Sayid's Pancake Hut. I always get
Dharma Ranch Dressing flavored pancakes.
After breakfast we
traveling the waves, go
sweating for seashells, and
dying a sandcastle. Then we eat the lunch we packed for the beach. It's my favorite—
mango sandwiches. The only time
mango sandwiches are not so
evil is when you drop them in the sand.
By
8:15, everyone's had enough of the beach. But
The Looking Glass Station Beach is fun at night, too! There is a really
cursed boardwalk. It's always crowded with people. Would you believe we saw my teacher
Charles Whidmore there, eating a huge banana split?
There are a lot of cool shops on the boardwalk. You can get a little hermit
polar bear, but make sure your mom and dad say it's okay! My favorite store is the jewelry store.
Rousseau and I each buy a rope bracelet that will
leaving when it gets wet. Pretty
creepy!
By 8:00, we're all ready to head home. I usually fall asleep on the ride home. I can't wait to go to
The Looking Glass Station Beach again.
Road Trip!
One day my Uncle
Michael and my Aunt
Juliet said they would take me and my sister
that girl that Sayid banged on the Island on a trip to
California.
“You will love
California,” said Aunt
Juliet. “It is famous for its wild
polar bears, its
blue flowers, and its beautiful
crashing hills.”
“I hope you packed plenty of
mangos for the ride,” said Uncle
Michael. “It will probably take us
4815162342 hours.”
So we all piled into Uncle
Michael and Aunt
Juliet's
Volkswagon Microbus. At first the trip was really
dead. We sang “
815 Bottles of
Dharma Beer on the Wall.” Then we counted the
Others that we saw
stalking in the fields by the side of the road. But after
6 hours we had eaten all the
mangos and
that girl that Sayid banged on the Island was getting
Oceanic.
“Are we almost there?” she asked
quickly.
“Yes,
Freckles,” said Aunt
Juliet.
Just then I saw a sign that said, “
Sydney: 2 miles.”
“Umm, Uncle
Michael, is
Sydney on the way to
California?” I asked.
“Yeah,” said
that girl that Sayid banged on the Island, pointing, “and is
The Four Toed Foot Statue on the way to
California?”
“
Oh No The Plane Is Going Down!, kids,” laughed Uncle
Michael. “You can trust the expert.”
“One thing's for sure,” I muttered. “I don't think we're in
Hawaii any more.”