Christmas for the Mays Family was hugs, joy, fun, laughter, and sugar cookies.
But it was one more thing-not most important, but certainly part of it- it was....
Tuesday, December 26, 2017
Christmas presents! (by Jonah)
Merry Christmas!
Christmas for the Mays Family was hugs, joy, fun, laughter, and sugar cookies.
But it was one more thing-not most important, but certainly part of it- it was....
Christmas for the Mays Family was hugs, joy, fun, laughter, and sugar cookies.
But it was one more thing-not most important, but certainly part of it- it was....
Monday, December 4, 2017
TOM TOMATIO-the story of the foolish tomato (By Jonah Mays)
Hola Amigos, yo escribe Los Mays.
Hey, did you notice? Yo hablo espoñel!
Tū hablas espoñel?
Too bad.
Anyway, I think its time for a Fictional story. Which is why I did not write one on this blog post.
Today, I am sharing with you...
THE STORY OF
TOM TOMATIO-LOS GREAT TOMATO!
our great adventure begins with a flabberghasting definition...zzzzzz....
Tom Tomatio was a tomato. But no ordinary tomato. He was a tomat-io!
and he looooved sandwhiches. you know all that pig's thigh about, you know, uh, slop, uh loving the moon, or the sun loving pigs or whatever. Well, Tom loved sandwhiches.
So much in fact, that when the cook anounced his fate in her lunch............................ He leaped 50 feet in the air, never to be seen again.
the end!
okay, now that the definition is over...
Tom Tomatio Jr, he had the same deal. same thing with the cook and whatnot. but he was not wearing special spring boots, so he did not leap up fifty feet in the air. He ambled home to tell his family the news. "sure, the knife'll hurt a little, but whatevs." was his motto, after all!
But, due to unfortunate and unlikely circumstances, caused by 'the mishap of the knife' (see the Tomato's guide to living..) as unexpected yet interpreted by the authority of fortunetellers who have the write as to drop in in such a situtation as this improbable-okay, I'll stop. It just sounded official.
basically, he was cut in half, never to be seen again.
the end!
Now, Tom Tomatio the third....
Hey, did you notice? Yo hablo espoñel!
Tū hablas espoñel?
Too bad.
Anyway, I think its time for a Fictional story. Which is why I did not write one on this blog post.
Today, I am sharing with you...
THE STORY OF
TOM TOMATIO-LOS GREAT TOMATO!
our great adventure begins with a flabberghasting definition...zzzzzz....
Tom Tomatio was a tomato. But no ordinary tomato. He was a tomat-io!
and he looooved sandwhiches. you know all that pig's thigh about, you know, uh, slop, uh loving the moon, or the sun loving pigs or whatever. Well, Tom loved sandwhiches.
So much in fact, that when the cook anounced his fate in her lunch............................ He leaped 50 feet in the air, never to be seen again.
the end!
okay, now that the definition is over...
Tom Tomatio Jr, he had the same deal. same thing with the cook and whatnot. but he was not wearing special spring boots, so he did not leap up fifty feet in the air. He ambled home to tell his family the news. "sure, the knife'll hurt a little, but whatevs." was his motto, after all!
But, due to unfortunate and unlikely circumstances, caused by 'the mishap of the knife' (see the Tomato's guide to living..) as unexpected yet interpreted by the authority of fortunetellers who have the write as to drop in in such a situtation as this improbable-okay, I'll stop. It just sounded official.
basically, he was cut in half, never to be seen again.
the end!
Now, Tom Tomatio the third....
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