Do You Want Some More On Trust? Here It Is

Again, I am not continuing from where I left of.

After I finished cleaning up, it was about dinner time, and I went into the main room of the house where we eat, with Moonball getting up from his bed and following me. Since my mom was not in there, I went on into the kitchen and found her telling her pick for our meal to the microwave: pasta and golom. Within seconds the microwave door popped open and our food was ready. Mom put the food on some plates and brought them to the table in the main room, and I followed her, carrying the silverware. Together we sat down in our seats. My chair was a little too far from the table, but automatically the seat scooted forward to where I could reach my food from. Then Mom and I ate and discussed school.The main room is my favorite place in the pod. I think it is very pretty because of (1) the automatic chandelier hanging from the ceiling which is a beautiful silver color  (2) The special table which is completely un-scratchable and un-stainable and is the prettiest item in our house. I often do my homework on the table, but today I had decided to do it in my room because…….I do not really know. My mom does a good job of keeping the main room tidy; I have never come home from school without seeing a fresh bouquet of flowers displayed on the table. Everyday Mom also vacuums the whole house, even though it rarely gets dirty with only the two of us.Speaking of only two of us, I’m guessing you want to know about my dad. Mom and I rarely talk about him, or about The Trip either. Let me explain further…                                                                                                                                My dad had planned a trip to Samaj to try to make peace with them. He was a part of the K.D.C., a head officer like Mom. The K.D.C. decided to send someone to clear up the anger after they received a threat, which said that Samaj would destroy our planet if we did not surrender to them. The K.D.C.  knew the job would be very dangerous, and that it was a 1 out of 100 chance that Samaj would give in. But they took their chances and sent the best person they could think of: Dad.                        

Horse Camp

I have almost always really liked horses, and this summer I got to go to a horse camp for a whole week. There I learned how to do all sorts of things. It was a blast! I learned how to lasso, clean a saddle, go around barrels, etc. I also made a new good friend.
Here are some photos my grandpa took throughout  the week.

See what my mom posted about horse camp here.

More Trust

Okay, here's more on chapter one of Trust.

As I rode home, I thought of the planet Samaj. It has always been our enemy, ever since way back when. At that time, Kila disliked Samaj’s emperor because he always talked of ruling the universe and making every planet bow down to him. I have learned that he was just a crazy old man who was always drunk (I have no idea why he became emperor) at school, but back then Kila did not know anything about that. No one really brought up the idea of harming the emperor (I am positive most people did not even think of hurting him; he only did a bunch of threats and no big things), but on January 30^th, 2233, word came that the emperor of Samaj had been killed. Evidence from the murder scene pointed directly to our planet, and only a week later a man confessed to the crime. I guess the guilt was too big to bear. Anyway, Samaj has hated us ever since then, even though they have a new perfectly fit emperor, and we had apologized a dozen times (and we meant the apologies).                                                                                                    My mom also explained all this to me.                                                                                               My sceaba soon pulled up at the end of the path to my pod and interrupted my thoughts. My pod is, like I said, a pretty good cylinder. It is one of the largest pods on the block, probably because my mom is a head officer in the K.D.C. (Kila Decision Core), and helps solve many problems and form rules, so she is honored by receiving a big house.                                                                                                                                                  When I got inside my pod, I was greeted by Moonball, my little black lab puppy. “Hello Moonball,” I said, kneeling to pet him. I picked him up, and he licked me on the face, making me laugh.                                                                                                                                            Moonball is only two months old, and I have owned him for half of that, but already we are best friends. He follows me almost every where all the time, and I even let him sleep with me sometimes. At other times he sleeps in his little bed at the foot of my rester.                                      I said hello to Mom, and seeing she was eating, realized that I was starving, and I grabbed a snack of crackers, cheese, and golom (Which is like what Mom said, people, a long time ago, called pudding. I know the name ‘golom’ sounds gross, but it is delicious!). I went to my room and ate at my desk, and also worked on some homework for school.                                                                                        At about four-thirty p.m., it started to be hard to concentrate, so I stopped working. I stretched and looked out my port to see the wind teasing the bright green leaves. But what I also saw was a shock; there was a man I didn’t recognize walking beside a path two pods down from ours.

Sorry it looks kind of messed up.

Trust

Okay, I am going to go ahead and show you a little bit more of Trust.

                                                                   Chapter 1                                                                                           As soon as the school bell rang, the doors were unlocked and all of us students rushed out like a swarm of bees. It was a beautiful and sunny day, but nobody walked home. We all remembered as soon as we exited the building that it was too dangerous to walk. So we climbed into our sceabas and rode home. Even the birds seemed to have ceased their singing and flown away. Why was it so dangerous to walk? There had been a mongoe attack.A mongoe is a large, violent creature, with six stubby horns and a head of a lion and the body of a bee. I got that information from my mom, who has seen three mongoes, I have seen none. Mom saw the mongoes when our enemy, the planet of Samaj, chased them to our planet, Kila, and they ended up at Mom’s family pod. But Grandfather was able to portal the Control Service, who was then able to take care of the mongoes before much damage was done. So that attack was not very severe, but it usually is much worse than that; worse than you can imagine.Hardly anyone has seen a mongoe since we fought most of them off in the war of 2693, which was 63 years ago (right now it is year 2756). But just last week, a woman was attacked by one of the evil beasts near the K.D.C. After that, everyone has been afraid to go outside without the protection of their sceaba’s doors. Also, the school doors have been locked during and after learning hours, to try to prevent the mongoe from getting in easily.I climbed into my sceaba and told my destination to it. Then, with a small jolt, I was heading home. My sceaba is a shiny white; I polish it every week. It is, of course, a perfect circular ball shape, much like my pod, and all sceabas (and pods). The two doors that are on each side of a sceaba are black and very much guaranteed that their locks are super tight and the doors are the sturdiest ever (that is why everyone feels so protected inside them).  The seats inside my sceaba are a jet black color, and are so velvety and soft that I have fallen asleep in them more than once on long trips. There is a violet license plate on the back of my sceaba that has my name on it, Kalina Hshnaw.

Alright, a lot more about Trust. I would like to hear what you think of it on comments!

4th of July Fun

Happy Independence Day!
Two days ago, my family celebrated the U.S.'s birth, and Hershey's 1st birthday. We invited my grandparents for supper and a Fourth of July celebration. We didn't throw a party for Hershey, though : )

I know I this a little to late, but here are some Fourth of July ideas from my mom; maybe you can use them next year.
Here are some photos from the party.

Beautiful place settings

Happy birthday Hershey!!

   

Here's Grandma Farlow at the table

Mom made red, white, and blue star cookies

Mmmm, dessert

Here are some fun decorations we made

Isn't this cute? It's Mom's 'Watermelon Boat'

We had some fun with pop-its and little confetti things at the end

I felt bad for Hershey when the fireworks started. Most of us were outside doing our pop-its and stuff while the fireworks went off. Often, Hershey would run around with his tail between his legs and he would scratch at the door, but most of the time he would lay on our laps, shaking. Three times when we were opening the door Hershey got inside the house. Poor puppy!

We had a lot of fun on the Fourth of July, and I hope you did, too.