Elliot says...
Why shouldn't a seven-year-old have a blog? A father poses questions and a son answers directly, honestly, and candidly with the directness, honesty, and candor that only a seven-year-old can bring. Dictated and moderated by AmsterdamAsp , these are the words of Elliot himself: simple and complex observations of the world from the mind of a six-year-old...
Sunday, July 04, 2010
						
						  yesterday i went to the  efteling.It  was really fun. I went with Naomi Joost  Leslie  Cor Elora Marc  olivia and  Heidi. In  one ride  it  was really  scary  I  saw  a skeleton   and  it  was dark.I drank a lot  of  fanta . I went  in a boat ride   and ate my  lunch  i  also saw a funky looking  duck.After  that i went for  a tour  in the carnival.then  I went in the  maze and got wet.Then  i went  in  the  vogelvlucht.Then i  wentfor a tour  in  the  park. For  supper    i ate fries with ketchup and a chickenstick.and  thatwas my day at the  efteling. your friend Elliot.
						
						
						
					  
					  Sunday, March 07, 2010
my surgery.
						
						  i had a sugery. it was better for me, but boy did it hurt ! i had to get up early.and no breakfast for me.and when i got    out i was so hungry i ate three popsicles in a row.but  im doing good now. your friend elliot.
						
						
						
					  
					  Sunday, October 04, 2009
Weird Animals
						
						  Once there was a bird.
He only said one word.
His name was Cuckoo,
and the word was boo-boo.
And then there was a bat.
He had a red hat.
And he ate a rat.
						
						
					  
					  He only said one word.
His name was Cuckoo,
and the word was boo-boo.
And then there was a bat.
He had a red hat.
And he ate a rat.
Saturday, October 03, 2009
The Autumn Sounds
						
						  The birds are flying in the breeze.
The leaves are shaking in the trees.
The mole
is digging his hole.
The skink
is taking his drink.
The deer
is sitting right here.
The squirrel
is going to hurl
acorns at the girl.
And I
am looking at the sky.
						
						
					  
					  The leaves are shaking in the trees.
The mole
is digging his hole.
The skink
is taking his drink.
The deer
is sitting right here.
The squirrel
is going to hurl
acorns at the girl.
And I
am looking at the sky.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
The Bass Who Was out of Gas
						
						  Once there was a bass.
He was out of gas.
And he broke his glass.
He had a red hat.
And he had a baseball bat.
						
						
					  
					  He was out of gas.
And he broke his glass.
He had a red hat.
And he had a baseball bat.
The Blogging Hog
						
						  Once there was a hog.
He liked to write on his blog.
His house was in a log.
And he looked like a dog.
						
						
					  
					  He liked to write on his blog.
His house was in a log.
And he looked like a dog.
The Man Who Lived on Bread
						
						  Once there was a man.
He had a red can.
He ate bread.
He stored it in his bed.
And his hair was red.
						
						
					  
					  He had a red can.
He ate bread.
He stored it in his bed.
And his hair was red.
Monday, September 21, 2009
A Poem for Olivia's Birthday
						
						  Poems are very hard to write.
I worked on it all day and night.
But I just have one thing to say:
Olivia, have the best birthday!
						
						
					  
					  I worked on it all day and night.
But I just have one thing to say:
Olivia, have the best birthday!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Ant's Crazy Day
						
						  Once upon a time there was an ant.
He had a brown pant
and an aunt.
Then he pulled out his tooth
in a telephone booth.
His hair was red,
and he slept in a blue bed.
And he drank
Frank.
						
						
					  
					  He had a brown pant
and an aunt.
Then he pulled out his tooth
in a telephone booth.
His hair was red,
and he slept in a blue bed.
And he drank
Frank.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Poezie vanuit Groep 4
						
						  Er was eens een schip
Die leek op een lip
Toen kwam er een storm
En ze zagen een worm
"Help!" riep de kapitein.
"Ik moet snel naar Albert Heijn!"
Daar kan ik schuilen tussen buiken
En morgen kan ik me verborgen.
[Elliot's English Translation]
Once there was a ship
It looked like a lip
Then there came a storm
And they saw a worm.
"Help!" cried the captain.
"I have to go to Albert Heijn (grocery store)!"
There I can hide between the bellies
And tomorrow I can be hidden.
						
						
					  
					  Die leek op een lip
Toen kwam er een storm
En ze zagen een worm
"Help!" riep de kapitein.
"Ik moet snel naar Albert Heijn!"
Daar kan ik schuilen tussen buiken
En morgen kan ik me verborgen.
[Elliot's English Translation]
Once there was a ship
It looked like a lip
Then there came a storm
And they saw a worm.
"Help!" cried the captain.
"I have to go to Albert Heijn (grocery store)!"
There I can hide between the bellies
And tomorrow I can be hidden.
