 Duncan |
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| A boy is
a magical creature—you
can lock him out of your workshop, but you can’t lock him out of
your heart. You can get him out of your study, but you can’t get
him out of your mind. Might as well give up—he is your captor,
your jailer, your boss and your master—a freckled-faced, pint-sized,
cat-chasing bundle of noise. But when you come home at night with only
the shattered pieces of your hopes and dreams, he can mend them like
new with two magic words—“Hi, Dad!” -- “What Is a Boy?” pamphlet distributed by New England Life Insurance Co Boston 56 |
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Introduction I love to play, draw, and write. I am five minutes older than my brother. This is my page. I hope you like it. --Duncan The Sun and Planets
Read the story . . . My Art Gallery
Visit Gallery . . . Lightbulbs This is a poem that I wrote in December, 2004. Read the poem . . . |
At The Jungle
Read the story . . . Our 2004 Vacation
Read about our vacation . . . Bad Luck for Kent
Read the story . . . A 100 Meter Race Read about Thomas and his race against his classmate. Read the story . . . |
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This is a story I wrote when I was seven. It is about some planets
trying to make the Sun hot, but not too hot, and it can't turn medium.
So they are trying to make the sun medium, but they don't know that
it can't go medium. Can they help him?
Take
a look at some of my artwork. I like to draw and create mazes.
This
is a story that I wrote for an assignment in second grade when I was
seven.
We took a vacation to Southern California in June 2004. I had a great
time.
This is a story about a boy who doesn't have too much luck.| © Bob Breedlove all rights reserved 2004 |