Hey All! Welcome to the depths of a Bum’s mind. Here we will post whatever we may deem necessary to say out loud on the interweb (while remembering not to destroy our futures) Once a week one of the Bums will post something for every single reader out there, probably only ourselves to be honest, but it’s the thought that counts.
The Lockdown
May 13, 2018
The Art of Wand Making
May 6, 2018
If you read the Meet the Bums page you would know that I, Billy, carve wands. Today I am going to enlighten you with my knowledge.
1. Go buy or find a Dremel tool
2. Pick out your wood. I prefer ash because it’s nice and soft
3. Mark where you want to cut on the wood
4. Make the rough cuts
5. Switch the Dremel bit to a fine one
6. Go over cuts
7. Sand down
8. Cast spell
After you’ve finished you can either stain your wand or leave the raw wood colour. I like to polish my wand with neutral shoe polish once I’m finished.
– Billy
Some Random Stuff
April 29, 2018
Well Hello, to my adoring fans.
This week it has been quite nice outside so me and my band, luna and the lovegoods, decided to stay here instead of going on a world tour. We are currently writing a new song, so stay tuned to this blog to get the lyrics in a few weeks. Anyways Billy, Bee, and I have been working very hard in our bounce studio lately just to make all of our fans happy, so your welcome.
Ok. I don’t really know what else to write about so here’s a story I wrote for S.S class, enjoy.
I was trailing behind my Da in the field, our field, with my brother Calhoun. We were walking a few feet behind my Da and my Mórai. My Mórai was leading our horse Aghamore through the fields, tilling the earth. I felt my brother run towards Aghamore as I stared at the empty sky. I used to live in Ireland during the potato famine.
At that time we hadn’t had a full meal for months. My Ma, Da, and Mórai had been working day and night for the past year. I had always tried to not be selfish, but it was hard not to, I was hungry. I wished my family and I could’ve gotten more to eat that year.
“Rory!“ I had heard a far off voice say. It had been my brother, he had found a potato in the fields we had thought to be empty. He proudly held it up to show me. “Go way outta that!” I exclaimed in disbelief. If I had known back then that that was the last potato I would ever see from our field, I might have been more excited. My brother was so happy, running through the fields yelling with joy. After we had finished tilling the whole field we returned to the small building I had once called home. We had a small pail filled halfway with potatoes, that we had been saving for months, and I remember my Ma telling Calhoun to put his in with the lot. However he insisted on keeping it with him, for emergencies.
That night when I went to bed I felt as though I had just eaten a feast, I had gotten a half of a potato. My Ma thought of Calhoun finding the potato as something to celebrate and that it was to bring us luck in the days to come. Though the next day when I woke up I began to think otherwise.
When I walked into the main room of our house my Ma and Da were sitting at the table crying. Calhoun had not yet woken up and was still in our room. I hardly remember that day or the days that were to come afterwards. My parents looked at me with their faces filled with sorrow, that’s about all I can remember from that morning. That night I was crouching at my Mórai’s bed, crying. I must have been in there for an hour after it happened. I had tried to stand up many times but I was too weak. When I finally mustered up enough strength to stand up, I walked into the room with the table my parents were still sitting at and stumbled towards my room. “He’s gone” I muttered to my parents before running from the suffocating darkness of my life. I ran outside to my horse Aghamore, he had always been there for me. He had been a gift from my Mórai who had taught me to ride him. I felt like that horse was the one connection I still had with my Mórai.
The next few days were filled with sorrow. My Ma, I realise now, must have been sick for weeks. Just five days after my Mórai’s death was almost too much for us to handle. It was just my brother, Da and I at this point. I missed my Mórai and my Ma so much those next few days. We were eating meager roots, nettles and even grass, getting less and less to eat every day, and I was feeling weaker and weaker as the days went on.
On the second week of it being just the three of us, my Da started getting weak. I worried one night when I went to bed that I might never see my Da awake again, So that night I brought mine and my brothers bed into my Da’s room. My brother was asleep in five minutes, but I couldn’t even think about sleep. I sat at the side of my Da’s bed unable to look at him. I heard a moan above me and my Da, who hadn’t spoken for 3 hours, looked at me and mumbled in a quiet voice “take care of Calhoun”. My eyes started swimming with tears. “Goodbye” he whispered, and I knew that he was gone.
I fell asleep with my head on my Da’s bed that night and I woke up in a puddle of tears the next morning. I lifted my weary head off the bed and I began to realise what had really just happened. I found my brother at the table with his potato that he had found what felt like months ago. He too must have realised what happened for his eyes, like mine, were swimming with tears. I told him we couldn’t stay here anymore, we had to go. With heavy hearts we packed the little things we had in our one small suitcase and headed to the pier.
We had walked for 2 hours before finally making it to our destination. Calhoun lead us to a bench where we put down our stuff and sat down. My brother had carried our case all the way from the farm, it had his potato in it along with all of our belongings, and he would not let it go. Even as we sat there he kept a tight grip on the handle. A great hole began to grow in my heart as I thought about Aghamore. We had to leave him behind, there was no way he could come with us. I thought about my family, who I would never see again.
I woke up at dusk, I hadn’t realised I had fallen asleep. My brother was still sleeping, using our case as a pillow. As I stared at the sky, thinking about what to do next, I saw a man approaching us. I was about to wake Calhoun, but decided the man was probably just going to board the huge ship that was about to leave. However as the man got closer, I started to panic, he was heading straight for us. I was about to grab my brother and leave, but he spoke to me before I could. He said he was going to take us to Canada on the boat that was getting ready to leave, he already had the tickets. I couldn’t believe my ears, or my eyes when I saw the tickets in his hand. At this point I did wake my brother and when he saw the tickets, his face lightened a bit, though it was still the sad face it had been for days.
The man led us up the ramp with the crowd of people to the giant boat and I heard myself gasp. The boat looked much bigger once we were actually on it. My brother struggled up the ramp behind me, still carrying our case. The man brought us to a bench and got us to sit down, while he took a seat at the one across from us. He told us his name was Garron and he was taking us to a new home in Canada. My face lit up but my brothers stayed the same solemn face it was before.
I heard a giant horn sound and the boat started moving. I felt myself get excited, we were going to Canada.
We had been traveling for days and the excitement was starting to wear off. I asked the man how long it would be until we get there. He replied with a laugh saying “the journey’s Just started, we still have weeks to go”. At this I sank to my knees, “weeks?” I repeated in disbelief. It was going to take 33 days to get to canada. The man told us we were going to a place called Nova Scotia, I had never heard of it. We were going to live in a town called Halifax.
We were almost in Halifax, it was the last day of travel. My brother and I had gotten sea sick a few times, having never traveled by boat before. I was starting to get really excited, after being on a boat for a month I couldn’t wait to get on solid ground. My brother, however, didn’t seem to share my excitement. He had been staring blankly at the water for hours, I didn’t know why.
I saw land in the distance and began to think of my horse Aghamore, probably locked up somewhere, far away from our farm. Of course I thought about my Mórai, Ma and Da too, but Aghamore was the only living family I had left and it felt weird to have left him behind.
The horn sounded and people started rushing off the boat and into Halifax. We were some of the last people to leave. It was early when we got there, so it was still light out. The man, Garron, told us we would have to walk a while to get to our new home. When we got to the small cottage my brother looked at it with a determined look. Garron went inside only to come right back out again. He had an almost regretful look on his face. The people who were going to take care of us had passed away during our voyage to canada. Garron now looked perplexed. He told us he didn’t know what to do. We then followed him to his home in Halifax, he had only been visiting in Ireland. When we got to his house he showed us to a room we could sleep for the night.
When we walked into the main room the next morning Garron told us there was nowhere else for us to go and we would have to live with him for a while. It turned out “a while” actually meant five years. That morning we were told that it would be temporary, just until they could find a real home for us. I waited eagerly for the next few days, but it soon dawned on me that there was no place for us to go.
The days, weeks, and years to come were not always the most enjoyable. It’s not like Garron wasn’t trying, he was just always busy. I never did see my brother smile or laugh in those five years. Garron let us do what we wanted most of the time, we still had chores but I didn’t mind helping out. The years went by fast with lots of playing in the field like we had done in Ireland, but it was never the same. My brother didn’t look like he was ever happy, so when Garron told us he had found us a real home Calhoun didn’t even care.
It had happened the day after my fifteenth birthday. When it came time to say goodbye to Garron and meet our new family, Calhoun muttered a word to Garron and walked off to our new home. I was sad to leave though, after all Garron had taken care of us when no one else would. I said a tearful goodbye and watched Garron walk down the lane before heading to my brother and new family.
Our new family was very nice, they had two sons and a daughter. Marie was the mother, Peter the father. John was the oldest child at 17 years old, then was Annie at 15 and Austin at 11. We all had our own rooms in a very spacious house. This was weird for me because I had only ever shared rooms with at least my brother. When we unpacked our stuff that day Marie saw how little we had, Garron had hardly ever bought us new things, and hardly ever took us out shopping. When we got back and put away our new stuff my closet was full.
I made friends with all the children, but Calhoun always locked himself up in his room. One day, we had probably been there for about a week, I was playing in the field with Annie and Austin when I saw someone approaching us. He told us he was looking for Calhoun. Austin ran into the house to get him and his parents. The man told us Calhoun had to be taken away to go and work for a farmer on the edge of town. At this Calhoun smiled for the first time in over five years. I had no idea why. This made me cry.
I watched the man lead Calhoun away from our house and down the street. Calhoun walked with an enthusiastic step as he followed the man.
It had been 3 months since Calhoun left and though it felt like there was something missing from my new life I slowly began to live normally without him. I was sitting on my bed one day thinking of my family and how I didn’t have any of them left with me. I had found the potato my brother had found in our field so many years ago. I found it in the bottom of my closet, it must have fallen out of our suitcase when we first came here. Finding it made me miss my brother, who knew where he was? If my family were all still with me we would have been playing in our field with Aghamore. I tried to pull myself away from my old life, but the memory of tilling the fields and my brother finding one last potato could not leave my head. I heard a knock on the door which broke my trance. It was Marie, she was carrying a worn out yellow envelope addressed to me. She handed it to me and told me it didn’t have a return address before leaving the room. I ripped it open excitedly, hoping it was from Calhoun. My eyes raced across the page quickly, but when I got to the end of the letter my head fell. Calhoun had passed away, and at only ten years old. This was not fair I thought to myself. My face started getting hot with tears. I thought about how Aghamore really was the only one left from my family, if he was even alive. This was the only thought that comforted me as I sat in the room that now felt cold and dark, with me holding a letter damp with tears in one hand and an old potato in the other.
So if you read all that then congrats to you and I just want to remind you that Hufflepuff is the best house, so yeah.
– Buddy
Well, I have no idea…
April 22, 2018
Hey people, I’m back for a second blog post! Yay! I’m going to be talking about the two events I attended this long weekend, The Saturday morning cartoons put on by CUFF and Mimic the dance and puppet show put on by DJD.
So on last friday night My mother and I headed over to the new DJD center, which is BEAUTIFUL! By the way. The artwork at the top of the building is by moms friend. We entered the building, picked up our tickets and then moved into the lobby to see what the workshop that had taken place before the show had gone. My mothers friends who ran the workshop was there and we said hello and looked around at the puppets they made. The puppets were great! I couldn’t believe that they had done them in just an hour. We visited with some of my most other artist friends. Then mom and I moved up the stairs to where the theatre is. I got a kitkat and then headed into the theatre. When the show started it was very slow paced and as the show went on the rhythm and beat got faster with more dancers. There was this amazing part where they did shadow puppets with themselves sort of. It’s very hard to explain. But all you need to know was that it was great and very creative. Overall I was very impressed of how they incorporated dance and puppetry together. I really liked this show it made me smile and left me thinking.
The second event I attended this weekend was the Saturday Morning cartoons at the Globe theatre put on by CUFF (Calgary Underground Film Festival). I have gone to this event for a few years now, but this year the whole Bum Fam went together. It was our first time going as a group. Basically, there’s a theatre with the lights on and old cartoons playing on the screen with old advertisements that play in between the cartoons. Both the upstairs and downstairs theatres were screening the same cartoons and had cereal in both lobbies. Out in the lobby, there was a large selection of sugary cereals that you could go and put in a bowl then a volunteer pours milk of your choice into the bowl. There were also about 5 volunteers dressed as the mascots on the cereal like there were a toucan and a tiger, it was very festive. I had three maybe four bowls of cereal I can’t remember, just that they were chocolate and sugary. The cartoons went on for about three hours but we didn’t stay that long because we had to get working on a bum family meeting back at our house. So we were there for an hour and a half maybe and then we left. It was very nice and there were lots of cereals I just wish that we were able to pour our own milk so the line wasn’t so long, because due to the line I only actually watched a cartoon and a half.
Yadda yadda yadda,
Barry Bum
Astounding Interview with Bee Bum
By Bert
April 15, 2018
This week I interviewed Bee Bum.
Q: What annoys you?
A: My siblings.
Q: If you had a time machine what would you use it for?
A: I would use it to go back in time and watch people make movies, but only if I was invisible.
Q: What are the perks of being a famous movie star?
A: I get free snacks like gummy worms and chocolate almonds, I also get free T-shirts.
Q: What is your favourite snack to eat when you are animating?
A: Gummy worms and chocolate covered almonds.
Q: What was your first memory?
A: Sitting on my birthday cake. I was three or something. I was looking for my cake and I couldn’t find it, then I sat down and I figured out it was under me.
Q: What is the best meal?
A: Breakfast because sometimes I get cake.
Q: Why is the sky blue?
A: Because the sky felt like being blue.
Q: What was the last thing that made you laugh?
A: Buddy; she said she’s the best at making people laugh, and I said “you don’t make me laugh” then she said something funny and I laughed.
Q: Name the last movie you watched.
A: The Greatest Showman. It was pretty good.
Q: What advice do you have for your fans?
A: Happy birthday.
Q: Would you rather live in a floating house or under the sea?
A: I want a house that floats in the sky with a slide leading to my underwater house.
Until next time,
Bert
Editor’s Note;
Apologies to all of our adoring fans for prolonging your encounters with our thoughts. This blog post is over 2 weeks late. We are trying our best to get back on track. We hope to avoid situations such as this in the future. – Bennett
Happy Spring Break!
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Mar. 25, 2018
Hey all, I have a few things I’d like to type about, it’ll be long, so either read it or don’t. I know that I use a lot of Calvin and Hobbes references but I love it so whatever. It’s fine. I laugh every time, so bear with me like you do the Harry Potter nonsense.
Topic One – Math
I honestly can’t stand math anymore. It is hard and confusing and overall just plain boring. I mean if you had to build a sculpture or do group projects or have some input on how math works it would be way more interesting. Math is math. There is no debate no dispute. You’re right or you’re wrong and either way, I don’t understand what the heck I’m doing. I’m sure I’ll figure it out at some point, but for now, I’ll knuckle down, grin and bear it and try to come out the other side knowing something more than I do now.
Topic Two. – Snowflakes
Okay, so apparently every snowflake is unique. No two are the same. It is absolutely positutely impossible for the same pattern to be replicated twice. Well, I have to tell you that I don’t buy it. The other day I was walking home and it was snowing and I was catching snowflakes on my glove looking at them when my gaze shifted up to the huge snow banks all around me. The slush in the roads, the water in my hair, and I thought, “what a joke.” I mean how could it even be possible that no two snowflakes are alike. To prove that theory you would have to look at every snowflake that ever fell from the sky and compare all of them. Nobody stands around in the snow for hours on end comparing snowflakes and even if they did, how can you compare every snowflake in this world at the same time? Just to make it more complicated, think of all the frozen planets. I think that this theory/myth was created to help humans convince themselves that they are special. When in reality, we’re all made out of the same things. We may live, speak and think differently but at the end of the day, this whole, “I’m special” act is a load of crap.
Topic Three – Wild Abandon
So I’m working on my school’s spring drama production of Wild Abandon: A Study of Steve and it is, AMAZING. All of the actors and crew are truly phenomenal people and I am just so lucky to get to work with them. I’m the props mistress (basically I find, buy and make all of the props) and it’s so much fun. I adore every part about it. The play is only half an hour long and only 30 people can watch at a time. I’m building a set of wings that come out of a backpack. I’m so thrilled and happy to get to work on this for a couple months. If you ever get the chance to be a part of something you love, I truly hope that you jump for it, because there is no better feeling in the world than being surrounded by people who are all inspired and all want to be in one place doing one thing. (I’m sorry that I don’t have a picture but I will upload one when I get it.)
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Okey dokey. I think I’m done, of course I could go on and on about other things but I’m not going to. I will, on the other hand leave you with one final Calvin and Hobbes comic strip.
Keep it together fools,
Bennett
Raccoons
Mar. 18, 2018
Raccoons are funny. Are they bears? Dogs? Cats? What are they?!? Clever little devils, that’s what.
The Algonquian people called the rascally fur balls with claws aroughcoune which translates roughly to “the one who scratches with their hands,” which is where the word raccoon comes from.
Raccoons are cute, intelligent, and funny. They can live up to 16 years in the wild, or 20 years in captivity, but few make it past 2 years old. If they make it through the dangerous teenage “curiosity killed the raccoon” period, they usually live to about 5 years. Their biggest danger is humans (hunting, trapping, cars), with malnutrition a close second.
Raccoons are procyonidae, which is a kind of New World carnivore that includes a whole bunch of wild looking South American animals I’ve never heard of before (coatis, kinkajous, olingos, olinguitos, ringtails and cacomistles). They started out in North America, but through deliberate introductions and escapes in the 1900’s, they now live in Germany, France, Switzerland, Czech Republic, Japan and Denmark
Raccoons are really smart, and can solve complex puzzles and remember tasks learned 3 years prior (presuming they live that long).
Some people keep raccoons as pets, but they are wild animals. Even though some raccoons decide living with people is a good free ride, they are still wild, and, well, they can bite. Also, it’s very difficult to teach them commands. Humans and raccoons plus food equals, well, this:
My friend Pamela has a great story about a raccoon. Growing up in Nova Scotia, her father came home late one night after drinking and playing cards with his friends. The family were all sound asleep. Seeing as he’d won a raccoon in a card game, he did what any considerate and inebriated father would do. He very carefully, so as to not wake anyone up, and with the idea that he would give the kids a great surprise in the morning, locked the raccoon in the kitchen and went to bed. Lemme just say that again, locked the raccoon in the kitchen…
In the morning, Pamela’s mother woke up, came downstairs, and opened the kitchen door. The scene that met her was shocking. Every cupboard door was open. Every package was open. The contents of the packages were scattered all over the floor as if someone had broken into the house and trashed the place. And in the middle of the kitchen, lying flat on his back, sound asleep, was the fattest raccoon she had ever seen.
The raccoon got the name “Bobby” and Bobby lived with the family for a number of years until he was lost in a blackjack game and went off to tell his own tales elsewhere.
Until next time,
Mom 1
How to keep raccoons away
A Mom With A Sharpie
Mar. 11, 2018
I mean whoever created child labour laws never really worked with kids now did they?We used to be able to pay them with bits of bread, and now we have to actually bribe them with chips and chocolate covered almonds! Times have changed.
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The Ability of Invisibility
Mar. 4, 2018
Hello, Bee Bum here!
I love the Harry Potter Books because they have lots of adventures in them. Even though I am only on the 5th book I find them very exciting. Gryffindor is the best house so you should vote for it. If I went to Hogwarts I would probably be very excited and have lots of fun. There are 3 very important sorts of things in Harry Potter: a stone that can make life, the elder wand; the most powerful wand that can beat everyone, and the invisibility cloak. The one I would want the most would be the invisibility cloak. Then you could just sneak around doing whatever you want. Like stealing cookies from the cookie jar, eating candy, and pet peoples dogs.
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The Race
A Short Story By Buddy Bum
Feb. 28, 2018
Judy was swimming with her cousin Jared. They were racing out to a buoy. The way they did every summer. Judy lived in a big house on the lake in a small town. Every summer Jared and his family came to visit. Jared was two months older than Judy, however, they were both 14, and they were both competitive swimmers.
Jared’s sister, Lucy, was 7, and her dream was to be like Judy and Jared. Judy had no siblings, so she was happy when her cousins came to visit. Judy’s aunt Lucinda and uncle Jacob were very nice and always brought their dog, Toto. Judy didn’t have any pets either, so she loved seeing Toto.
Every year, the first day Jared came they would race to the buoy out in the lake. They had been doing this since they were 9 years old. The first year Judy won, the last four years Jared had won.
The buoy was getting closer and Judy was closer to it. Judy’s hand grabbed the buoy, and 30 seconds later, so did Jared’s. The two of them rested for a minute before swimming back. They always did the backstroke back, it was calming after the fast race. This day was no different, they were swimming back discussing their summer plans.
Judy was staring at a star-shaped cloud in the sky when she asked Jared how is school year had been, there was no answer. Judy looked back to where Jared should have been but he was gone. Judy spotted his limp body through the crystal clear water, it was sinking down into the depths of the lake. It took a minute for the realization to sink into Judy’s head. When she recognized what was happening, panic set in. Judy screamed for help but no one was coming.
Judy had a slight moment where she wondered why he was sinking, he had always been the better swimmer of the two. She thought about this for only a moment before diving down into the deep. She was getting closer to Jared. In the back of Judy’s head, she knew it was too late, but the only thing she wanted was to get to Jared. Judy was losing air, but she kept swimming. In her head, she knew Jared was gone, but her heart told her differently. Judy finally reached Jared but it was too late for both of them. Judy’s last thoughts were that she would never see her parents, Lucy, Uncle Jacob or Aunt Lucinda, Toto, or Jared ever again.
Judy and Jared hit the sand at the bottom of the lake, side by side, never to surface again.
Just A Hufflepuff
Feb. 25, 2018
Hello, Potterheads! It’s Billy here to talk about some stuff. Firstly, in case you didn’t know I read a lot and am a huge Harry Potter “freak”. Secondly, I’m in Hufflepuff, (along with Buddy) and I’m going to tell you 5 reasons why this is the best house.
1. The common room is right by the kitchen so you can eat whenever you want
2. The common room is always bright and has doors leading outside
3. The house mascot is a badger which is like, the best animal ever!
4. The barrels that allow access to the common room are filled with root beer . . . or vinegar I can’t remember which.
5. There can be 6 people in a dorm which means more friends (other common rooms only have 5)
Those are 5 reasons why Hufflepuff is the best house, though there are still many more. Find out what house you’re in by going on Pottermore and come back to vote!
Stay proud and strong Hufflepuffs!
– Billy Bum
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Basically the Best Band
Feb. 18, 2018
Hello, it is I the famous Buddy Badonkulus Bum. I am here today to tell you about my extraordinary, fabulous, famous life. It all started when I was three years old, I was watching Ariane Aberfert, my soon to be idol, and I was inspired. Of course, now my band and I are the idols of many including Ariane Aberfert, but she is still awesome!! (like me) I met my band members, Billy and Bee, for the first time when I was 7 years old and it was instant fame in my eyes. We were going to be great!!!!!!!!! REALLY GREAT!!!
And so the world got ready for Luna and the Lovegoods. From then it was easy, show after show. This brings us to where my story takes place. The past two weeks my band has been on a world tour. Our first stop was in Vegas at the Lotus Casino, where we played our hit single “Barry’s Gone” the fans could not get enough of us. After that, we went to Mexico City and L.A, New York, Chicago and Houston. Our last stop was Flin Flon, Manitoba where we met Josiah Flintbbatey Flonatin himself. He even gave us free badges. I am his biggest fan by the way.
My band and I had a blast, but now we have returned to our small home town on Pluto. Billy and Bee have decided to join me on Pluto for a while. It is good to see all my family again after all these years and I even got a pet Garaseal (for more information on the garaseal see our published work) I named him Bob. I am so sorry to disappoint all of my fans but I am done my writing for today. For more information on fabulous me see “Meet the Bums”. Stay tuned for more blog posts from me and my radical Bum Family.
Ta – Ta
– Buddy Bum
SNOW DAY! (well sort of)
Feb. 11, 2018
Hey people, welcome to my first blog post! After this weeks snowfall, I’m sure about one thing; some kids will use any excuse to get out of school. I live in Calgary, and I’m in grade 8 at a French school. On Wednesday this week, there was snow storm warning, and the weather channel said that we would get 25 to 36 cms of snow. Lots of the schools were sending out emails saying to keep up to date in case they chose to close the school on Thursday. Tons of people were talking about snow days. The last snow day Calgary had was twenty years ago on March 17th, 1998.
So Thursday morning comes, mom checks her email and Twitter to see if the schools are closed, no luck. All the CBE schools were still open. My sisters and I got ready for school as if it was any other morning, but we left 10 minutes early so we could get up this big hill that Billy’s school is on. During the regular drop off, I’m texting people in my class to see if they’re coming to school. One guy said that his car “couldn’t move” and that his door was “ frozen shut”. I asked him how he knew that his car couldn’t move if his door was frozen shut, and he said that it was in between two snow banks. I told this to my mom as we went through the Tim Hortons drive-through. In response, she said, “try a shovel!”. I texted this to him and received no response. My other friend texted me saying “SNOW DAY” I told her that none of the schools had closed. She made some excuse that traffic was really bad, which was lame ‘cuz it wasn’t and it wasn’t even a half day so it wouldn’t matter if she was a couple of hours late.
This other guy said that he “just got up” so he didn’t think he was going to school. What a lame excuse. He could still come, he would only be a few minutes late. Then last of all, there was this other guy who actually just owned up to it. “Nope I’m not coming through this mess, I’m staying home!” Haha, I went on to convince him that we had homework due that day and that if you hadn’t handed it in at the end of the class you would get an incomplete. Hahaha, he totally fell for it.
My other friend just left in the middle of the morning cuz she asked if her mom could come and pick her up, lame! So yeah, I think at the end of the day people had already written Thursday off as a snow day, so they didn’t come. We generally have a class of 24 kids on Thursday we had 14, then 13. It was actually kind of nice and peaceful without all those loud annoying people.
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Barry Bum
A Riveting Interview with Buddy Bum
By Bert
Feb. 4, 2018
This week I interviewed the extremely famous Buddy Bum. It was very enlightening, so I decided to share the experience with you.
Buddy being interviewed
Q: You have twelve days with no obligations, what do you do?
A: I would read, be happy I didn’t have homework, eat chocolate, possibly bake something, possibly go outside, then read some more.
Q: If a movie was made about your life what genre would it be? Which part of your life would it be about?
A: Comedy, because my life is a joke and history, because I’m going to go down in history. It would be about my whole life, because I’m just that great, and my life is just that great.
Q: What is your favourite snack to eat while animating?
A: All dressed or plain chips and chocolate almonds.
Q: If you could live on any planet, which would you choose?
A: Pluto, because that’s where I’m from (I know Pluto isn’t a planet, but you know, oh well)
Buddy On Pluto
Jeff The Turtle
Q: Make up a story that is seven sentences long.
A: There was a turtle named Jeff. Jeff went to the garden to eat some lettuce. He realized there was no lettuce in the garden. Jeff went to the neighbours garden to eat some lettuce, but there was none there either. Jeff went to ten gardens in town, but he didn’t find lettuce in any of them. On Jeff’s eleventh garden there was no lettuce. Jeff realized he was not going to find any lettuce, so he decided to eat the cabbage instead.
Q: What word do you always mispronounce?
A: Our, I pronounce it r, is that wrong? I think so.
Q: What is your craziest fan encounter?
A: There’s so many, let me think of one. My craziest fan encounter is when this person came up to me and threw a bunch of pens and paper through the windows of my limo because they wanted so many autographs. Someone opened the skylight, climbed in and knocked out the driver. I heard this happening in the front so I kicked the person out of the car and the driver woke up.
Q: What advice do you have for your fans?
A: My advice to my fans is to follow their dreams and read Harry Potter.
Crazy Fan Encounter
Luna and the Lovegoods
Q: Tell a hilarious joke.
A: I’ll just get out my joke book, umm, oh, what was that Harry Potter one?, Okay; Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to the other side! Haha, hysterical.
Q: If you were in a band, what would it be called? What would your role be?
A: I do have a band, it is called Luna and the Lovegoods, there are three members; Billy Bum, Bee Bum, and I. We all sing and we have already written one song.
Q: Can you recite the alphabet backwards?
A: zyxwvutsrqponmlkjihgfedcba
Q: Describe the plot of your favourite book without using the words; wizard, witch, school, or the names of places and/or characters.
A: Three students go to a magical place to learn magic. They have many adventures and almost die, but they all are okay in the end. Do you know what book it is?
Until next time,
Bert Bum
Buddy’s Favourite Book
Star Wars:
The Stress Awakens
Jan. 27, 2018
Hello, for the first time. Semester One is finally done and I’m here to tell you about the phenomenal final project I did for my technical theatre final project. Just a bit of background, Tech Theatre is a class that teaches you all about the backstage aspects of theatrical productions. Light and sound design, stage management, set design and a touch of construction, hair, makeup and costuming. The final project is where the students are put into groups and have to create a production telling a story, without “actors”. There are still people on stage but they are acting more as props than characters. So this year the theme was Star Wars: A New Hope. My group was made up of amazing individuals who all contributed to the final product as best as they could. I built a giant X-wing fighter plane, death star, Vader mask and Millenium Falcon out of cardboard and papier mache from scratch. I have to say that the project was extremely stressful and on the edge of plunging me into endless anxiety attacks. In the end, everything worked out and I got a solid 100 on the overall project. Thanks to all of my hard work, I have been appointed Prop mistress on the Drama departments spring production of Wild Abandon: A Study of Steve by Daniel Macivor. But more on that later…
Keep it together fools,
Bennett Bum
