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Write a fantasy story about the adventure of Number zero through various math fields and ocean, meeting shapes and visiting different planes, etc.

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a number named Zero. Zero was unique in that it was neither positive nor negative, and represented a neutral point between numbers. Zero always felt left out among the other numbers, who were constantly adding, subtracting, multiplying, and dividing. Zero longed for adventure, to explore the world and discover its purpose.

One day, Zero decided to embark on a journey through the world of mathematics. It began its journey by travelling through the field of arithmetic, where it met addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. They welcomed Zero with open arms and taught it their ways. Zero learned that addition brought numbers closer together, while subtraction pushed them apart. Multiplication made numbers grow, while division made them shrink. Zero was fascinated by the way these operations could change the value of numbers.

Next, Zero travelled through the world of geometry, where it met shapes of all kinds. Triangles, squares, circles, and more greeted Zero, and they all seemed to have personalities of their own. Triangles were sharp and pointed, squares were sturdy and reliable, and circles were perfect and smooth. They showed Zero how to calculate their areas and perimeters, and Zero felt more knowledgeable than ever before.

Zero's journey then took it through the ocean of trigonometry, where it met waves of sine, cosine, and tangent. They taught Zero how to measure angles and calculate the lengths of sides in right triangles. Zero was amazed at the complexity of trigonometry, and it felt like it was finally understanding the world of math.

Finally, Zero travelled through the planes of calculus, where it met derivatives, integrals, and limits. They showed Zero how to find slopes, areas under curves, and how to determine the behavior of functions. Zero felt like it had reached the pinnacle of mathematical knowledge.

But then, as Zero looked out into the vast expanse of the universe, it realized that there was still so much it didn't know. Zero longed to explore beyond the world of math, to venture into the unknown and discover new horizons.

So Zero set out once again, this time on a journey through the planes of reality. It travelled through dimensions and met beings of all shapes and sizes. It encountered worlds made entirely of shapes, and others where math didn't exist at all. Zero was awestruck by the diversity and wonder of the universe.

Finally, after a long and wondrous journey, Zero returned home, to the world of math. It had learned so much, seen so much, and experienced so much. It realized that it didn't need to be positive or negative to be important. Zero was the center of everything, the pivot point around which everything revolved. It was then that Zero understood its true purpose, to be a neutral point from which everything could be measured and understood. Zero was content and happy, and it knew that it had found its place in the world.

BIRTHDAY WISH

A letter to Mom to ask for desired birthday presents :). Unedited version with all grammar and spelling mistakes.

Dear mom,

Hi. I'm gonna try something new. I'm gonna write a 'letter', and not a usual list.

If you're my real mom and not a clone or alien from Mars, you know what I want most. Books, of course.

I really want The Mortal Instruments series, wich includes the book City of Bones. I guess, I wasn't paying attention while reading, since I tried the first chapter again, and I really enjoyed it. There's also: The Infernal Devices, a series, a 'spin-off' from the Mortal Instruments (also known as 'Shadowhunters'). The author, Cassandra Clare, actually said that if I read all the Shadowhunters series first, it will spoil the ending for the Internal Devices. Cool, huh?! Also, The Mortal Instruments (Shadowhunters has 6 books. The Infernal Devices has 3. Another series I need is Cinder. (actually it's the Lunar Chronicles)

And do you remember The Selection series? Yes? Good. The last book: The Crown.

Any of these books are fine in paperback (hard-cover is to expensive. What are they thinking?!)

And, can you please pick a book for me? I want YA Fiction. I enjoy it more. Shure, J Fiction can be a fun read but it's just that for me. Just a fun or good read. I might change my mind later on, in the future, but right now, in the present, I'm into YA Fiction. So, yeah.

A SHORT SHORT STORY WRITTEN BY MEW

Hi! My name is Francine, a French dictionary. My cover is old and nasty. Clumbsy dumb kids spill water, hot cofee, snacks on me. I mean, don't they know I'm useful? Very useful?

"Hi, Frances!", Sharpey squicks. Sometimes my friends call me Frances. Sharpey is a little purple sharpener. I feel really sorry for Sharpey. Why? Imagine every minute of your life carrying the pencil crumbs, and kids spinning you round and round. Really? But I'm most sorry for Ella, the eraser. Ella is so tiny. She's those fun eraser. She was a piano eraser, but now Harlt (her owner) makes her like a piano who has been step on. Can you imagine Ella's life? You know what I mean, don't you? Then there's Penny a pencil. Don't tell this to anyone, but Penny and Sharpey don't really like each other. It's true! Penny's sister, Clara - a red crayon, is artistic. Also very pretty, too. For me, I have a sister, too! Gess who she is? She's Eglentine an English dictionary! My cousin, a thesauraus is Tori! Tori is a true poet. Tori is even like a twin sister to me. "Hi Sharpey!", I said back. It was reading time at the class, but humans can't here us. "Class! Please put away your books and write please! I want you to hand me a poem about kites ...", the teacher said. I cut her off because it's boring. She can go on and on and on, till the earth comes to a final end: Blah, blah, blah! Who cares?

"Aaah!", I shriek suddenly. A stinky boy, Nicolas, just pushed me. Clear something? I FELL OFF THE SHELF! To you, it wouldn't be higher then your shoulder's, but to little guys like me, it's like were's standing on the tower Eifel! I landed on my head. "Are you all right?", Rebecca the ruler asks. Oops! My apologie! Rebecca is so quiet, we usally forget about her. "Fine!", I said we anoyance.

"Dring!". It's recess! Moo-ha-ha-ha! My revenge! I'm like this, when someone does mean things to me, I get even! So you probably don't want me as your enemy. "Gather around!", I shouted. "Ella, erase his work! Penny, draw scribbles! Sharpey will help you. Savanah (Sorry, I forgot about her too!) cut the paper to pieces (and if you're smart, Savanah is a pear of swissors!)! Clara, you can also draw scribbles! Rebecca, you can help us get down and get up the desk! After we're done we will carry 11 pieces of paper and throw in the trash! Got it?", I scream. "Got it!", they shout in replie. So that's my revenge. "That was nice!", a small voice said. It's Garnet! She's glue. She hardly show herself. She's the shyest person I know. So shy! "Garnet! You could've help!", I said. She shruggs. "I'll help other time," she replie.

"Dring!". Class time is back. "Holy smocks!", cried Nicolas when he saw what we did. Sharpey was on his desk (still) and Nicolas threw her across the room! "Another revenge!", she screams. "Let's huddle up!" I look at Garnet. "You coming?" To my surprise she gladly came.

My life as a dictionary is tuff (but not as tuff as Ella's! Sorry for her!), but with friends, I feel happy (and evil sometimes)

April 2014

Author: Mew

(all spelling errors are kept as they are originally written by Mew)

A HOT-AIR BALLOON ADVENTURE STORY

Here is the writing instructions in a Grade 3 test that we asked Mew to complete yesterday:
"You see a hot-air balloon and you climb aboard. Write an adventure story telling where you go and what you see in the hot-air balloon."

And our young writer created a quite interesting story below (I kept all of her spelling, grammar and vocabulary mistakes as they were).

"The wind blowed me far away from home. I was to scaird to look down. Finally I peeked down. Not bad! It was beautiful! It was a forest with blue lake going by. It was all zigzag. Then a terrible storm sweped me away. I was terrified but told myself not to panick. I crounched down and hold on tight. I don't dare to open my eyes. It was cold and stormy. Oh no! I didn't know how to land this thing! I looked around the tiny hot-air balloon. I found a pink blanked. I wraped it around me and close my eyes and sleep ... Something warm was on me. Morning! The sun shone bright in the sky. The storm was over - and I knew it. I saw a dot - not far away. A beautiful dove!! "No!" I shouted. Too late. The dove popped my hot-air balloon. Then I went flying off the hot-air balloon!! Boom! I was not dead! I land on my trampoline - wait a minute! I land write in front of my house! What a good adventure I had!"

Nice work done, Mew! You are very creative and good at writing. However, remember to double check your work next time to avoid making silly mistakes. And do not forget to look up the dictionary when you are unsure about a word. You also need to improve your spelling skills - the first step should be to read your books aloud. It would help you pronounce words correctly and memorize frequently used words better.

YOUR ANGEL

Author Unknown, Source Unknown

Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day he asked God: "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"

God replied, "Among the many angels, I chose one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you."

"But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile, that's enough for me to be happy."

"Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angel's love and be happy."

"And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I don't know the language that men talk?"

"Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."

"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"

"Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."

"I've heard that on earth there are bad men. Who will protect me?"

"Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."

"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."

"Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you."

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard, and the child in a hurry asked softly:

"Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."

"Your angel's name is of no importance, you will call your angel: Mommy."

A STORY ABOUT PREGNANCY AND BIRTH IN A CHILD'S EYES

Mew is telling us a story about pregnancy and birth based on the pictures illustrated in a French book titled "Ton Corp". A seed of love between Daddy and Mommy will grow inside the mother's womb to finally become a baby!

AND A PERSONALIZED STORYBOOK

Thanks to the Disney Magic Online Storybook Maker that we could create a wonderful personalized storybook for our kid: