Loaves of bread

  Alright, so recently I've started getting back in to cycling. Back when there wasn't a worldwide pandemic forcing the world to stay quarantined, I had dipped my toes into the world of cycling, but I wasn't really experienced in it, so I only went on one static loop around the neighborhood. I would cycle on the sidewalk up until I reached the house with the purple flowers. Then I would look both ways before crossing the street to the other side. (I don't get why some people don't do that, it takes like, no effort and could be life saving, but I guess that's just stupid people being stupid.) Then I would follow the path until we arrived at the house opposite our house. Then, I would stop, look both ways, and then cross the street once more to go back to my house.   But this year, I got bored of just practicing in that one loop, so one time I was a little adventurous and went further on, and my mother got worried about me taking a while to get back. She then foun...

 Alright, here we go. As you can see in the title, this is the first of five stories I wrote for school. Now, my teachers assigned me and my classmates some homework to do after school hours, and because of quarantine, because of the COVID-19 virus, which I have mentioned in a previous blog ( Headaches and Outbreaks on a Lunar New Year) they had to send the homework through google slides. And, for writing practice after the Writing FSA, a big writing test taken at the end of the school year, my reading teacher assigned me and my class an activity where we would look at a picture, and write a story based off of it. Now for this first story, we had to write a story based on this image below: Problem is, I could think of anything to write based of off this, so I asked my father and he was able to come up with the idea that they were a bunch of parents and young children cheering their older siblings on in some kind of parade. So I took the idea, and wrote the story below. I'll be patc...