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

A day at the efteling.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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!

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

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.