Bye-Bye Scooter, I Got New Wheels

I left my scooter in Italy. I gave it to my good friend Tommi so that he could have it.

My gramma promised me she would get me something in San Diego because I got a very good report card in Italy but she didn't tell me what it was. When we got home, she told me it would be either a skate board or roller blades. I chose roller blades.

The day I got them my Uncle Jeff (the one who has the shrimp finger) took me to Patrick Henry High School to learn how to use my roller blades. My Uncle Jeff is the one who took me to buy them.

I really like them. They are a lot of fun. But, I miss my scooter.

Here's a video of me on my roller blades and a picture of my uncle with his shrimp finger. My uncle is real funny. I was laughing real hard.




This is in the park across the street from my house.

My other friend Ryan

My other friend Ryan I have known since Kindergarten.

He is very good to play with when it comes to football and basketball and baseball. He's just fun, that's it. When we are playing football, he's hard to tackle. He's really good at tackling me. But, I make it. When he's holding on to my legs, I just drag him to the touch down place. Here's a video of me and him.

He's very quiet. He likes to swim when he comes to my house. He is a fish. I always get out of the water first because I keep getting cold. But, he never gets cold, ever, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

He goes to church every Sunday like I do. Also, his dad is a pastor. The church is 5 steps away from his house. His family, also, believes in Jesus.

His little brother is in my class. His name is Cory. He's in my seminar class because my class is a mixture of 3rd and 4th graders.

I might see Ryan tomorrow if school's back in. It's closed today because there are a lot of fires and smoke in San Diego.

My Friend Ryan and Pokemon

My friend Ryan is a really good friend. He is really helpful when it comes to Pokemon. Pokemon are these cute little animals that have powers. Most of them are cute but some of them aren't. It is also a Gameboy game and that is what Ryan helps me with. There is one version called Crystal and that's what he helps me on. He's an expert at that. I'm an expert at Fire Red version which is my favorite. And I have a really strong Pokemon.

My pokemon's name is Charizard and I have another one named Pidgeotto and another one named Mankey. Mankey is a monkey pokemon. His nose is like a pig but his body is like a monkey. Pokemons are like pets but they battle. You don't go to a pet store and buy them. They are wild and you have to catch them. I wish they were real because it would be fun battling my friends. If I found a Pikachu, I would name him Sparky cuz he is a pokemon that looks sort of like a cat but he's yellow and he has red cheeks where electricity comes of and then it shocks you like zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

As I was saying my friend Ryan is really fun but the problem is that when there is one bee outside he does not get in the pool. He is scared of bees a lot. I don't like it when he doesn't get in the pool. I told him we only have honey bees not stinging bees. But it doesn't help. He says that they're drones, no matter what.

We talk on the phone a lot. Sometimes 45 minutes. Other times a half hour. Sometimes we are both playing pokemon at the same time and we tell each other what's happening.

Sometimes when he's helping and I say "I think you should do.........." he says "Stop helping me or I'm going to turn it off without saving it" (you save it so that you don't have to do things over and over again). I don't like it when he does that. But he's still my friend in San Diego.

There are some strange coincidences between me and Ryan. Our moms have the same first name. My middle name is Ryan and his name is Ryan. We were born on the same day and in San Diego. We go to the same school and are in the same classroom. This is weird, isn't it?

Here's a picture of me---Ninja Casey.