Bridge To Terabithia Page #2

- Daddy!

- Hey, sweetie.

Is he picking on you?

- She was in my stuff.

- What stuff?

How'd that race go?

There's this new girl

moved in next door.

She beat all of the boys.

Even Jess.

Make sure you take out

the garbage before supper.

One drop.

And that's the magic.

Here comes May Belle's flowers.

Are these ever gonna grow?

This greenhouse is gonna be filled

with your purple flowers.

May Belle's flowers.

I always wanted the one

that had, like, purple all over it.

They are so cool.

- These things are gonna grow fast.

- Me too.

- Tomorrow, it's gonna be filled.

- Yeah.

The bell's gonna ring!

- Good morning, everybody!

- Good morning, Ms. Edmunds!

Aren't you glad

that summer's over?

- No!

- No? I am.

Come and get your instruments.

- Can I play the woodblock?

- Yes.

Ms. Edmunds?

May I please play the castanets?

Yes, you may.

Everybody ready for music?

Take a picture.

Lasts longer.

It's awfully quiet.

- No!

- No? You don't like that song?

- No!

- Then make some noise. Come on.

- We saw this video yesterday.

- Whatever.

Change it!

Give it... give it to me!

Stop it.

You're always fighting.

- Wait till I get my own place.

- I wanna watch this.

We just

can't keep going like this.

Honey, uh... I've only got what I've got

to work with. We gotta...

You gotta figure out

a way to get down on this.

It's a problem,

but I'm gonna try to get going.

And maybe you can pick up

another shift at the store.

Dead meat.

Wow.

You're really good at drawing.

Like, better than any kid

I've ever seen.

Uh... Thanks.

I wanna share

this composition for two reasons.

One, it uses adjectives well.

And two,

it's clear the author paid attention

to what she saw and what she felt,

which is important for any writing.

Self-Contained Underwater

Breathing Apparatus by Leslie Burke.

Leslie, why don't you read it for us.

Oh, man. Can you believe this?

"I'm moving gently forward,

over the wild and beautiful,

unexplored world below me.

I'm floating in silence,

and breaking it up

with the sound of my breath.

Above me, there's nothing

but shimmery light,

the place where I've come from,

and will go back to

when I am done here.

I'm diving.

I'm a scuba diver.

I'm going deeper past

the wrinkled rocks and dark seaweed

toward a deep blueness

where a school of silver fish wait.

As I swim through the water,

bubbles burst from me,

wobbling like little jellyfish

as they rise.

I check my air.

I don't have as much time

as I need to see everything,

but that is what makes it so special."

Thank you, Leslie.

Now tonight at 7:00 on channel four

there is a special about

an undersea explorer, Dr. Bob Ballard.

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