MR_PatrickS

Hello, my name is Patrick. I am eleven years old and am in fifth grade. My favorite subjects in school are social studies and reading. My hobbies are playing baseball and basketball. My favorite reading genre is science fiction and reading about mythology. My favorite book is __The Lightning Thief__ by Rick Riordan. I have one brother that is younger than me. When I grow up I want to be involved in law like a lawyer or policeman or I would want to be involved in politics. My favorite season is spring because that's when baseball season starts.

The Stream It was a very joyful day in Superior Woods. The animal creatures of Superior Woods were going to Lake Superior to celebrate the coming of spring. Everyone was happy but Benny Beaver. “Benny, you could have come with us if you would’ve just finished your homework instead of watching television,” reminded Benny’s dad. If there anything hated more by Benny than homework he couldn’t name it off the top of his head. He even hated homework more than his pesky little sister. “Please can I go?” Benny pleaded. “We made the decision no,” replied his mother. “You may come down to the lake when you’re finished with your homework.” Then Benny’s parents and sister grabbed their beach supplies. When they were leaving his sister sneered “I hope you have fun with your homework Benny,” and then she stuck her tongue out at him. With that Benny slammed the door. Benny gave a deep sigh. Benny had a tendency to go against his parents. When they left him home alone before and told him he could have one cookie. He ended up eating the whole package. This time, instead of doing his homework he went outside to look for his friends. Benny wasn’t 100 yards from his house when he ran into Todd. Todd was sniffing the ground when he ran into Benny. “Todd what are you doing?” questioned Benny. “I’m looking for acorns from winter,” replied Todd. Benny thought of Todd as a squirrel that was more of follower not a leader. Benny some times took advantage of Todd and his foolish ways. For example, Todd always thought he was adopted and wasn’t just a regular squirrel but a flying squirrel. He wore a silly pilot helmet with funny looking goggles. He tried flying from jumping off trees to building flying machines, but all of his attempts failed. Todd just decided to accept the fact that he was a regular squirrel. “Benny, could you help me look for my acorns?” I was really looking forward to going to the beach,” pleaded Todd. “You weren’t allowed to go either?” asked Benny. “Not until I find my acorns.” Benny decided to help Todd in search of his acorns. Benny was wandering through the woods when he came to a part of the woods he had never seen before. Benny thought it may be a good idea to explore these parts of the woods. Everything was quiet, not even the birds were chirping. The thing that could be heard was the warm spring breeze. Benny wandered further into the woods when he came upon a stream. He dipped his toes in the water. The water was freezing! Benny wondered how the water could be this cold on such a warm day. Benny was about to leave when he heard a voice behind him cry out “Please come back.” Benny turned around yet saw no one. He wandered back over to the stream. He looked down in the river and could see what looked like a face. “Hello,” said the face excitedly. Benny jumped when he saw the face in the stream move. “Don’t be afraid,” said the voice. “I’m a magical stream that was here even before the Great Lakes.” “This part of the woods used to be hopping with creatures.” “I would grant there every wish.” “Then when the glaciers melted all of the animals moved closer to the Great Lakes.” “Now that you have found me I will grant you three wishes.” “Okay, for my first wish I will ask for my homework to be done,” said Benny happily. “Your wish has been granted,” said the stream. “By the way, my name is Shelly.” “Then Shelly for my second wish I would like for me to find all of Todd’s acorns.” “I can not grant that wish you must help your friends by yourself.” I can only grant wishes that profit you.” “Fine, I don’t even need you Shelly,” replied Benny angered. “I don’t need you either,” said Shelly and disappeared. Benny was on his way back to Todd when he stepped on something sharp. He looked down and saw the tip of an acorn sticking out of the ground. Benny thought Shelly had granted his wish. He called Todd over and told him about the acorns and the stream. Todd couldn’t believe it but he still took the acorns. When Benny returned home his homework was finished! Shelly had granted that wish too! When he saw this miracle he sprinted down to the beaches of Lake Superior. When he reached the beaches of Lake Superior he found his family and told them everything that happened to him after they left. When he was finished telling the story everybody he knew had a startled expression on their face. Then his father spoke, “There is only one way to know if this story is correct, to go investigate.” “I have heard this story before from my grandpa who has passed it down for more than sixteen generations.” Benny led them all the way from the beaches of Lake Superior to the other side of the forest. Benny showed them where he saw the stream. When he approached the stream he said in a gentle voice “Hi Shelly.” Shelly said “Hi” back and the crowd of people gasped in amazement. “The great stream is not lost said someone in the crowd.” “I have heard stories of the great stream and thought they were folk tales,” replied Benny’s father. “I have been lonely for thousands of years,” said Shelly sadly. “Would you mind moving to this side of the forest?” “Not at all!” said everybody in unison. Benny didn’t mind moving, he was more than delighted. With the stream here everyone was more lively and happy. Benny thought living with Shelly would be wonderful no matter where you live. Even after Benny and Shelly got mad at each other they became the best of friends. No matter what any body else said, Benny was Shelly’s favorite of the woodland creatures. Now Shelly was the most popular vacation spot in all of Michigan. By: Patrick