Once there lived a princess, but she was not just any princess. She was a flower princess. One day she went outside to pick some flowers. When she was done, she went inside. She told her mother and father, “can I buy some flower seeds to plant.” “Yes,” said mother and father. She got two kinds of seeds. The seeds were roses and sun flowers. When she was done planting the seeds. She watered the seeds every day. The flowers grew all summer long. When the flowers were done growing she picked them and she put them in her room.
THE END !
I love the fish on the side of your blog. You sure are lucky to have parents which are helping you set up your own blog! Keep up the writing.
ReplyDeleteHi Abbi!
ReplyDeleteI think it's so cool that you started a blog! I really like your story about the flower princess. I always forget to water my flowers and then they just don't grow! I'll be watching your blog. Great job, Abbi!
Abbi,
ReplyDeleteI love your Flower Princess story. Your story is written with great details and I love the sequence of your events. Both make it very easy for a reader to understand your message. I look forward to following your blog!
I love the things you've added to your blog - especially the FISH! I'm going to try to figure out how you added that!
Keep blogging. You are a great writer!
Kathy
Instructional Coach
Sioux City
Wow, did you write this by yourself? Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you, I wrote it by myself, but my dad typed it and we proof read it together. Thank you everyone for posting comments for me.
ReplyDeleteAbbi
Abbi,
ReplyDeleteWhat a great, creative story. Keep your ideas coming and keep dreaming up great stories like the Flower Princess. I'll be looking for your next blog post. Have fun with it.
Bob
I like your story Abbi. I liked the flowers that the Flower Princess grew. What color of roses did she plant?
ReplyDeleteGrandma
That was a very good story Abbi, i liked the flower princess. Maybe she could teach Grandma how to water her plants, because she forgets sometimes. Her thumb isn't green, I think its brown.
ReplyDeletePapa
I like it!!!!!
ReplyDeleteAnna
There is nothing like the smell of the fresh cut flowers. I liked how you included your mother and father in the decision making process. Have you ever planted flowers? This story wouldn't be too difficult to make a reality. Keep on writing.
ReplyDeleteWe LOVE your blog and story! Thank you for sharing it with us!
ReplyDeleteI like it . It was awesomly sweet.
ReplyDeleteLove Anna