Once upon a time there was a noble man. He had a special touch with the ladies. He was the fear every bandit had. There is one false thing to this. He was no man he was, a bearded dragon. His name you may ask.  Well there are many answers to this question. Some call him  chupacabra, others call him el Diablo, but by most he is Lizwardo.  He is a great lover of his sword, his hat, justice, and a great Great Great Great lover of women. Now to join this devil on his adventures.  We start off with the Spanish lizard in the wild West. It was a hot blazing day the sun was beating down on you as if it had a whip.  Of course he was having a great restful day, basking as if the sun's whip was a soft blanket of warmth.  Then he hears a scream of the maiden in distress. He heard the sound many times before. So the sound he knew exactly what it was. A bandit mugging a beautiful lady.   He perked up and ran to get his sword of course he was already wearing his hat and his sword was on the cactus right next to the rock he was perched on.  So he was lucky that the bandit was right next to his house, of course the rock he was perched on was in his backyard, he's not to find any rock out of town for they have all been taken by the snakes and other reptiles that live in this town. His town name you may ask, well this town has no name because nobody ever thought it needed one it was already named bye what it was, the only town in the wild West for 10 miles. The the bandit was trying to take what he wanted of course it was a silk purse but what was that doing here in this run downtown? This place was not meant for fine silk. It was of course going to get stolen. There was no way someone from this town would be carrying that in the wide-open. Anybody in this town who would know better than that. Of course it was obviously an outsider, a foreigner. Nobody would come here on purpose. The damsel was a field mouse mouse of course no wonder.
       " Please let me go I was about to be on my way" said the damsel.
       "I know if you were on your way how would I get that purse of yours? I could get some mighty fine boots custom-made of course to fit my warty feet. Do you know how hard it is to find boots that fit these toad feet?" Said the bandit. I was sneaking up on him very quietly so my feet were barely making noise when they touched the hard dry dirt. Oh yeah sorry about the change in the person telling the story.  Now I assume that other dude told you who I am.  Introduced me out and all of that right good, because I'm not doing that. I was sneaking up on him. Drew my sword. sssshhhhiiiiiiinnnnnggggggg. He turned and my sword point was on his neck.  Of course he didn't really have a Long neck. It was just really fat. And ugly.
        "If you make one move I will turn you into a toad shish kebab." I said
        "I was just going to be on my way, I like the boots of yours are they new." Said the toad.
        "You disgust me, leave my site now."
        "Thank you very much sir. Who is it exactly that I'm thinking" said the damsel.
        "My name is Lizwardo." 
        "And who is it that I just saved."
        "That is non of your business" said the field mouse.
        "I just saved you once but you are going to need to be saved again if you keep carrying that purse." I said
        "Oh."
        "Who are you."
        "I am princess Reyna." 
        "Then what are you doing here."
        "I have to get to a kingdom to marry someone."

        "What kingdom?"

        "Do you interrogate very one you save?"

        "I am CURIOS with all the people I save yes."

        "Fine I guess I ow you answers for saving me."

        "Yes you do. I want to know what kingdom you are from, what kingdom you are going to and are you interested in anyone."

        "Fine.  I come from Cornlandia.  I am going to Cottonormia and again marry prince."

        "Oh yah, whoops.  Any way, Why did you come here?"

        "Because I was looking for you."

        "Doesn't sound like your not interested in me, come on admit it."

        "No, because my dad herd how many bandits you have put to jail.  He wants you to protect me."

        "I do not like to make long trips."

        "My dad promised 50,000 pesos."

        "You got yourself a deal under three conditions.  Condition one, you do what I say no matter what we might face.  It is a very dangerous journey.  We have to go through  Out Law Desert,  Meridia River, Toe plateau and finally skull gulch. Condition two, you where something else.  Condition three we go to the bar right before we leave."

         "Fine, I hate these cloths anyway because they are to tight and do we have to go to the bar."

         "Yes we do have to go to the bar, I am not going on that long of a trip with out being at least a bit drunk.  And by the way the purse and the shoes have to go."

         "AAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWW."

Once upon a time there was a noble man. He had a special touch with the ladies. He was the fear every bandit had. There is one false thing to this. He was no man he was, a bearded dragon. His name you may ask.  Well there are many answers to this question. Some call him  chupacabra, others call him el Diablo, but by most he is Lizwardo.  He is a great lover of his sword, his hat, justice, and a great Great Great Great lover of women. Now to join this devil on his adventures.  We start off with the Spanish lizard in the wild West. It was a hot blazing day the sun was beating down on you as if it had a whip.  Of course he was having a great restful day, basking as if the sun's whip was a soft blanket of warmth.  Then he hears a scream of the maiden in distress. He heard the sound many times before. So the sound he knew exactly what it was. A bandit mugging a beautiful lady.   He perked up and ran to get his sword of course he was already wearing his hat and his sword was on the cactus right next to the rock he was perched on.  So he was lucky that the bandit was right next to his house, of course the rock he was perched on was in his backyard, he's not to find any rock out of town for they have all been taken by the snakes and other reptiles that live in this town. His town name you may ask, well this town has no name because nobody ever thought it needed one it was already named bye what it was, the only town in the wild West for 10 miles. The the bandit was trying to take what he wanted of course it was a silk purse but what was that doing here in this run downtown? This place was not meant for fine silk. It was of course going to get stolen. There was no way someone from this town would be carrying that in the wide-open. Anybody in this town who would know better than that. Of course it was obviously an outsider, a foreigner. Nobody would come here on purpose. The damsel was a field mouse mouse of course no wonder.
       " Please let me go I was about to be on my way" said the damsel.
       "I know if you were on your way how would I get that purse of yours? I could get some mighty fine boots custom-made of course to fit my warty feet. Do you know how hard it is to find boots that fit these toad feet?" Said the bandit. I was sneaking up on him very quietly so my feet were barely making noise when they touched the hard dry dirt. Oh yeah sorry about the change in the person telling the story.  Now I assume that other dude told you who I am.  Introduced me out and all of that right good, because I'm not doing that. I was sneaking up on him. Drew my sword. sssshhhhiiiiiiinnnnnggggggg. He turned and my sword point was on his neck.  Of course he didn't really have a Long neck. It was just really fat. And ugly.
        "If you make one move I will turn you into a toad shish kebab." I said
        "I was just going to be on my way, I like the boots of yours are they new." Said the toad.
        "You disgust me, leave my site now."
        "Thank you very much sir. Who is it exactly that I'm thinking" said the damsel.
        "My name is Lizwardo." 
        "And who is it that I just saved"
        "That is non of your business" said the field mouse.
        "I just saved you once but you are going to need to be saved again if you keep carrying that purse." I said
        "Oh"
        "Who are you"
        "I am princess Reyna" 
        "Then what are you doing here"
        "I have to get to a kingdom to marry someone"

Once upon a time there was a noble man. He had a special touch with the ladies. he was the fear every bandit had. There is one false thing to this. He was no man he was, a bearded dragon. His name you may ask.  Well there are many answers to this question. Some call him  chupacabra, others call him el Diablo, but by most he is Lizwardo.  He is a great lover of his sword, his hat, justice, and a great Great Great Great lover of women. Now to join this devil on his adventures.  We start off with the Spanish lizard in the wild West. It was a hot blazing day the sun was beating down on you as if it had a whip.  Of course he was having a great restful day, basking as if the sun's whip was a soft blanket of warmth.  Then he hears a scream of the maiden in distress. He heard the sound many times before. So the sound he knew exactly what it was. A bandit mugging a beautiful lady.  He perked up and ran to get his sword of course he was already wearing his hat and his sword was on the cactus right next to the rock he was perched on.  So he was lucky that the bandit was right next to his house, of course the rock he was perched on was in his backyard, he's not to find any rock out of town for they have all been taken by the snakes and other reptiles that live in this town. His town name you may ask, well this town has no name because nobody ever thought it needed one it was already named bye what it was, the only town in the wild West for 10 miles. The the bandit was trying to take what he wanted of course it was a silk purse but what wasn't doing here in this run downtown? This place was not meant for fine silk. It was of course going to get stolen. There was no way someone from this town would be carrying that in the wide-open. Anybody in this town who would know better than that. Of course it was obviously an outsider, a foreigner. Nobody would come here on purpose.
       " Please let me go I was about to be on my way" said the damsel.
       "I know if you were on your way how would I get that purse of yours? I could get some mighty fine boots custom-made of course to fit my warty feet. Do you know how hard it is to find boots that fit these toad feet?" Said the bandit. I was sneaking up on him very quietly so my feet were barely making noise when they touched the hard dry dirt. Oh yeah sorry about the change in the person telling the story.  Now I assume that other dude told you who I am.  Introduced me out and all of that right good, because I'm not doing that. I was sneaking up on him. Drew my sword. sssshhhhiiiiiiinnnnnggggggg. He turned and my sword point was on his neck.  Of course he didn't really have a long neck. It was just really fat. And ugly.
        "

Once upon a time there was a noble man. He had a special touch with the ladies. he was the fear every bandit had. There is one false thing to this. He was no man he was, a bearded dragon. His name you may ask.  Well there are many answers to this question. Some call him  chupacabra, others call him el Diablo, but by most he is Lizwardo.  He is a great lover of his sword, his hat, justice, and a great Great Great Great lover of women. Now to join this devil on his adventures.  We start off with the Spanish lizard in the wild West. It was a hot blazing day the sun was beating down on you as if it had a whip.  Of course he was having a great restful day, basking as if the sun's whip was a soft blanket of warmth.  Then he hears a scream of the maiden in distress. He heard the sound many times before. So the sound he knew exactly what it was. A bandit mugging a beautiful lady.  He perked up and ran to get his sword of course he was already wearing his hat and his sword was on the cactus right next to the rock he was perched on.  So he was lucky that the bandit was right next to his house, of course the rock he was perched on was in his backyard, he's not to find any rock out of town for they have all been taken by the snakes and other reptiles that live in this town. His town name you may ask, well this town has no name because nobody ever thought it needed one it was already named bye what it was, the only town in the wild West for 10 miles. The the bandit was trying to take what he wanted of course it was a silk purse but what wasn't doing here in this run downtown? This place was not meant for fine silk. It was of course going to get stolen. There was no way someone from this town would be carrying that in the wide-open. Anybody in this town who would know better than that. Of course it was obviously an outsider, a foreigner. Nobody would come here on purpose.
       " Please let me go I was about to be on my way" said the damsel.
       "I know if you were on your way how would I get that purse of yours? I could get some mighty fine boots custom-made of course to fit my warty feet. Do you know how hard it is to find boots that fit these toad feet?" Said the bandit. I was sneaking up on him very quietly so my feet were barely making noise when they touched the hard dry dirt. Oh yeah sorry about the change in the person telling the story.  Now I assume that other dude told you who I am.  Introduced me out and all of that right good, because I'm not doing that. I was sneaking up on him. Drew my sword. sssshhhhiiiiiiinnnnnggggggg. He turned and my sword point was on his neck.  Of course he didn't really have a Long neck. It was just really fat. And ugly.

Once upon a time there was a noble man. He had a special touch with the ladies. he was the fear every bandit had. There is one false thing to this. He was no man he was, a bearded dragon. His name you may ask.  Well there are many answers to this question. Some call him  chupacabra, others call him el Diablo, but by most he is Lizwardo.  He is a great lover of his sword, his hat, justice, and a great Great Great Great lover of women. Now to join this devil on his adventures.  We start off with the Spanish lizard in the wild West. It was a hot blazing day the sun was beating down on you as if it had a whip.  Of course he was having a great restful day, basking as if the sun's whip was a soft blanket of warmth.  Then he hears a scream of the maiden in distress. He heard the sound many times before. So the sound he knew exactly what it was. A bandit mugging a beautiful lady.  He perked up and ran to get his sword of course he was already wearing his hat and his sword was on the cactus right next to the rock he was perched on.

Dear mom

You are patient
You are kind

You are patient

When I'm distracted
When you handle Judith well
When I don't here you
When you help me with homework
You keep calm very well

I am writing about Boy Scouts today. Yesterday on Wednesday. I turned into a tenderfoot. I am halfway to first class. Two other kids and I turned into tenderfoot. The fourth still needs to complete some requirements.  I am pretty excited.  I love boy scouts because of all the campouts I get to go on. Camping is fun because I get to do a lot of cool activities.  At trash can turkey we cooked a turkey in a trash can.  Yuck thats gross you might say but we never used the trash can before.  And it probably tasted better than the best turkey you ever had.  We took the water from a pump because there was no running water in the cabin.

My friend Leo is creating a story about a gerbil.  I asked him if I could help him. the story really inspired me because it was just like something I would write.  I asked him if I could narrate his story and draw pictures for when he publishes his story.  The story is very creative and fictional.  This starry could easily stretch out someones imagination.  I will go over his story and add some detail where he needs it.

1. Flappy was deleted off the app store.
2. there should be hair dryers in the boys bathroom.
3. soccer should be played in a league in 6 grade

Friday night lights is tonight. This will be the first time I've ever gone. Friday night lights is said to be the most fun place ever. A lot of my friends are going. They say it's an all-out party. It is in a church. I hope Friday night lights is a lot of fun. I'm going to party all night. Friday night lights starts at 6:30. I hope I can finish my homework by 6:30. I'm not sure if I have a lot of it, but if I do I can do it over the weekend. Last year I couldn't go because I was a fifth-grader so I'm really happy that I can go now. I'm assuming that there's going to be lights according to the name. And it's Friday today. And I guess nighttime starts around 6:30.  So it all matches up. Time is up woo hoo for dictation.

I am dictating on my blog for my five minutes writing yeah. No need for my keyboard, no need. I can just dictate everything. I I wonder what I'm going to write about. I'll yeah I can write about this. This is fun to write it out. You can only do it on MacBooks. I don't know if you can do it on iPhones or iPods but I'm not sure. You don't need software it's ready in the MacBook. It's really easy just click fn twice.

I love the book that I am reading. It is really cool. I don't know how to explain it. It's like extremely awesome and then, super entertaining. Rick Riordan is the best author and in the world. He is really good at writing books. If you don't believe me just read the Percy Jackson series, the second one. The thing is it's a grown man who knows a ton about Greek mythology and magic. I really want to meet this guy because I bet we would be best friends. I don't know how he does it. Magic in Greek mythology are the best subjects ever. And then I read Percy Jackson. And he's got both in one book. Well actually it's a series. I mean you can't contain Greek mythology and magic in one book, it's just so hard. By the way this talking feature is awesome. All I have to do is speak and the words pop up. I can write five minutes in five seconds. My dad would be terrible at this because he has a Spanish accent.  ABC DEF G H I J KLM N O P QRS TUV WX YZ now you know that ABC's next time won't you sing with me. Awesome. Publish no that's not what I meant I guess I have to publish with my finger it won't move.

I was creaming my dad.  At what? At ping-pong.  I was creaming him 5 to nothing but we weren't really keeping score.  Then he creamed me a lot.  I was really losing but then the game started to even up.  Then after five minutes of even, another five minutes of even then he creamed me.  I decided to give up and be goofy.  Then I went up stairs to write my five minutes.

Ping-pong.  A mysterious sport.  No one knows for sure but I think that kung-fu masters are the best at ping-pong.  I am pretty good at ping-pong.  I get to practice a lot because I have a professional ping-pong table in my house.  My dad teaches me every thing he knows but he still creams me because of the years of practice he has.  We do not have the best paddles but they are not really that bad.