White Lies: Part 3

Hey guys, Here's part 3!

One morning, mum finally threatened to call the school. I convinced her not to call so I had more time to find it. When I came home from school that day, I looked at my dog Barney, who was lying on the floor. I noticed a little piece of blue paper sticking out of her mouth and I froze in my tracks. There was my dog, sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor, chewing on my report card!

Then, I remembered. I had hidden it in a downstairs closet on the shelf below the dog food. I thought that no one would find it there. Okay – no one with two legs, anyway! With perfect timing, my mum walked into the room, and asked the million dollar question,

“ What’s Max chewing on?”

Activities:
Have you ever done something you're ashamed of? Or do you know anybody who has?Write a short paragraph about it. (50 words or more)

White Lies: Part 2

Hey guys, Here's part 2!

The day our third semester report cards came out, my heart dropped into my stomach. My grade point average went from a 92 percent to a 79 percent. And... I had actually flunked English! How crazy was that?

I visualised what kind of horrible punishment my parents would have in store for me because of my bad grades. I figured I would lose my phone privileges or be grounded until the end of semester.

Before I went home that day, my new best friend invited me to her birthday sleepover party. Everyone who was anyone in the school was going to be there. I had no doubt that my parents wouldn't let me go once they had seen my report card. There was only one thing for me to do. I would hide my report card until after the party was over.

Weeks went by and my parents asked every day where my report card was. I kept telling them that I didn't have it yet. The party came and went and I decided to give them my report card. Only there was one problem... I couldn't remember where it was.

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'White Lies' Part 1

Hey guys, 
This bimester we're going to be looking at a few stories from 'Chicken Soup for the Preteen Soul'. Here's the first part of the first story. There are four parts to each story.

As a preteen, I was hopelessly ordinary. When I had to go to different school where I didn’t know anyone, I decided I was going to make a lot of new friends quickly and be really popular. I decided the only way to become popular was to make myself interesting, intriguing...  So... I decided to tell fibs to get people to like me.

Most of the fibs I told were what my grandmother called ‘white lies’ which are lies that don’t hurt people. I made up crazy stories about my life and my family. I figured that since these lies didn’t hurt anybody, that made them only ‘white lies’.

My strategy began to work, and I suddenly became very popular. All my new friends thought I was cool. Of course, none of the stories I told them were true, and I soon began to feel guilty. My newfound popularity was also causing my grades to suffer because being social was more important.

Activities:
Look up in the dictionary www.wordreference.com the meaning of these words:

intriguing

fib

white lie

strategy

newfound