This story was written by Carly in February, 2008.
"Are we there yet?"
"Not yet," said my mom.
Me and my family were going to New York. Not New York city but New York the country. We were visiting my great uncle. I'm not sure what his name is. So, I'm going to New York.
When we get out of the car their dog, Bear, barks at us and jumps around. Me and my sister get our very own little cabin to sleep in. It has two beds and a bathroom. Every day I go fishing. I catch newts that hide under rocks. Once, we went to a farm and rode mule. We once went for a walk just me, my sister, my mom, and my aunt. We picked flowers and talked. We even saw a snake.
I wish I could live in New York, it's such a pretty place.
- By Carly Yanoff, 2nd Grade