Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I am not sure whether you have read Alex Rider but I Decided I wood tell you a bit about the story. Alex Rider was a perfectly normal fourteen year old boy who went to school every day like most boys his age. Alex's parents were dead so he only had an Uncle Ian Rider who had a very boring job, Ian Rider worked for a bank. Alex's Uncle was hardly ever there but Ian Rider had a House keeper Jack Starbrite who looked after Alex when Ian wasn't there which is most often Alex always wonderd why his Uncle never spoke about his job. One day Alex was waiting for his Uncle to come but his Uncle never came instead there was a police car parked outside. From his second-floor window Alex could see the black ID number on the roof and the caps of the two men who were standing in front of the door. The porch light went on and, at the same time, the door opened ''Mrs Rider?'' No. I'm the housekeeper.What is it What's happend ''This is the home of Mr Ian Rider'' ''Yes.'' ''I wonder if we could come in...'' And Alex already knew. He knew from the way the police stood there, awkwardly and unhappy. But he also knew from the tone of their voices. Funeral voices ... that was how he would descrtibe them later. The sort of voices people use when they come to tell you that someone close to you has died. He went to his door and opened it. He could hear the two policemen talking down in the hall but only some of the words reached him. ''...a car accident ... called the ambulance ... intensive care ... nothink anyone could do ... so sorry.'' Alex and Jack new now that Ian was dead so they went to the funeral there were lots of bankers with guns and the chairman of the bank started walking towards him ''You must be Alex.'' The chairman was only a little taller than him. Close to, his skin was strangely unreal. It couled have been made of plastic. ''My name is Alan Blunt,'' he said. ''Your uncle often spoke about you.'' ''That's funny Alex said. ''He never mentioned you.''The grey lips twiched briefly. ''We'll miss him. He was a good man.''What was he good at Alex asked. ''He never talked about his work .''Suddenly a man called Crawley was there. ''Your unkle was overseas Finance Manager, Alex,'' he said. ''And I know he was very careful. About things like seat belts.'' ''Well, sadly he wasn't careful enough.'' Blunt's eyes, magnified by the thick lenses of his spectacles, lasered into his own and for a moment Alex felt himself pinned down, like an insect under a microscope. ''I hope we'll meet again,'' Blunt went on. He tapped the side of his face with a single grey finger. ''Yes..'' Then he turned and went back to his car. Alex and Jack went back. The bank rang the following day. ''This is John Crawley. Do you remember me? Personnel Manager at the Royal & General. We were wondering if you could come in.''''Come in?'' Alex was already late for school. ''This afternoon we found some papers of your uncle's. We need to talk to you ... about your own podition.'' Was there something faintly threatening in the man's voice? ''What time this afternoon?'' Alex asked. ''Could you manage half - past four? We're on Liverpool Street. We can send a cab '' 'Ill be there,'' Alex said. ''And Ill take the tube.'' He came out to Liverpool Street tube station just after four-fifteen that afternoon, still wearing his school uniform. He found the bank easily enought. The Royal & General occupied a tall, antique - looking building with Union Jack fluttering from a pole about fifteen floors up. Alex stopped in front of it. For a moment he wondered if he was making a mistake going in. If the bank had been responsible in some way for Ian Rider's death, maybe they had asked him here to arange his own. No. The bank wouldn't kill him. He didn't even have an acount there He went in. When he got in the bank Alex asked at the Reception, for John Crawley and Alex sat there waiting for Crawley and sudanly one of the lifts pinged open and Crawley appeared in his usual suit, but with a different tie. ''I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Alex,'' he said. ''Have you come straight from school?'' Alex stood up but said nothing, allowing his uniform to answer the man's question. ''Let's go up to my office,''Crawley said. He gestured. 'We'll take the lift.'' They got there and Crawley said here we are!'' Crawley usherd Alex out into a long corridor with an uncarpeted, wooden floor and modern lightining. A series of doors was punctuated by framed paintings, brightly coloured abstracts. ''My office is just along here.'' Crawley pointed the way. They had passed three doors when Alex stopped. Each door had a name-plate and this one he recognised - 1504: Ian Rider. White letters on black plastic. Crawley nodded sadly. ''Yes This was where your uncle worked. He'll be much missed.'' ''Can I go inside ?'' Alex asked. Crawley seemed suprised. ''Why do you want to do that?'' ''I'd be intrested to see where he worked.'' ''I'm sorry Crawley sighed. ''The door will have been loked and I don't have the key. Another time perhaps.'' ''I have the office next door Just here.'' They went into 1505. Crawley said to Alex ''Plese Alex Sit down,'' ''so what do you want to talk to me about ?'' said Alex ''Your uncles will '' The teephone rang Crawley answerd it He spoke for a few momants them hung up again. ''I'm very sorry, Alex I have to go back down to Reception. Do you mind?'' ''Go ahead.'' and Crawely left and Alex moved to the door of 1504 and tried the handle. But Crawley had been telling the truth. It was locked. So Alex climed out the window of Crawley's ofice and tried to make it to Ian Rider's ofice and he made it and when he got there he saw lots of files that got his atention the movement of uranium across Europe and techniquets. The last file was simply labelled : STORMBREKER. Alex was about to read it when the door sudenly opened and two men walked in. One of Them was Crawley. Alex new there was no point trying to explain what he was doing . He was sitting behind the desk with the Stormbreker file open in his hands. But at the same time he realized that the two men weren't suprised to see him . ''This isn't a bank Alex said. ''Who are you? Was my uncle working for you? Did you kill him?'' ''So many questions,'' Crawley mutered. But I'm afraid we're not authorized to give you the answers.''The other man lifted his hand and Alex saw that he was holding a gun. He stood up behind the desk, holding the file as if to product himself. ''No '' he began. The man bent forward and shot Alex in the heart. The next day Alex Rider woke up he was alive that at least was a nice suprise. Alan Blunt and a dark, rather masculine woman un wraping a sweet were already already sitting down. Mrs Blunt? 'Alex.'' Blunt smiled briefly, as if it was some thing he didn't enjoy doing. ''It's nice of you to join us.'' Alex sat down. ''You didn't reley give me a lot of choice.'' ''Yes. I don't quit know what Crawley was thinking shooting you like that, but I supose it was the easiast way. May I intorduce my colleague, Mrs Jones.'' The woman noded at Alex. Her eyes seemed to examine him minutely, but she said nothing. ''Who are you?'' Alex asked. ''What do you want with me?'' ''As I'm sure you've gathered ,'' ''the royal and general is not a bank. In fact it dosn't exist ... it's nothing more than a cover. And it to do I told you at the funeral, is Blunt I am Chief Executive of the Special operations of MI6. And your uncle was, for want of a better word, a spy.'' ''Will you work for us Alex, Alex said yes. I wont tell you any thing else exept that Alex became a spy to and all the Alex Rider books are about him being a spy. I think I have put to much allready.
Monday, January 12, 2009

In November 2008 I did a series of posts on Lemony Snicket’s ‘A Series of Unfortunate Events’. Seeing how I haven’t done any proper posts for quite some time I thought I should do a series of posts on ‘Alex Rider’. Alex Rider is a series of books about a teenage spy. He is a spy but he is only 14 years old, only a year younger than me. It was heading up towards Christmas 2007 and my mum had ordered some Alex Rider audio books and said ‘Alex I’ve ordered some audio books that I think you will like.’ I didn’t seem that enthusiastic about the audio books but I expected them - after all I didn’t really have a lot of choice. But I was quite excited about listening to it any way but it turned out on Christmas day that my sister Naomi had got me the DVD of Alex Rider is well. On Christmas day I completed ‘A Series of Unfortunate Events’, and then I listened to Alex Rider. It was quite good, almost as good as ‘A Series of Unfortunate Events, in fact I actually found out about the new Alex Rider coming out and I really wanted to get the new audio book of it. I will tell you all about the story of Alex Rider in my next post.
Wednesday, January 07, 2009

This is an intresting thing I found out about. For many years, people would hear tales from fishermen about giant squids out at sea. According to the stories, enormous squid would wrap its arms around a whale, causing a terrible battle to ensue. Whalers claimed that sometimes, when they caught a whale, it woud have giant round scairs as big as dinner plates on its body. Other times, when they cut open the stomach of one of their whales, they would find squid arms as long as 30 feet with suckers up to four inches wide. I will now show you the story I wrote about the squid and the sperm whale.
the Squid and the Sperm Whale
Once upon a time in a far away sea there lived a beautiful Squid by the name of Josh. Josh was very tall and very big and big-headed, and everyone loved him. He always went everywhere without worrying, until one day he was swimming down the ocean and he came across a large, big, Sperm Whale and Josh said, “My dear Whale, how big you look!” but the Whale ignored him and charged through the ocean attacking him. He was a miserable and evil Whale by the name of Tashnekack. Tashnekack was chasing Josh everywhere; Tashnekack charged again but this time Josh was ready for it. He wrapped his arms around Tashnekack, causing a terrible battle to ensue until finely Tashnekack was surrounded and taken to ocean prison and from that day forward every one new Josh as ‘Josh the Whale slayer’.
the Squid and the Sperm Whale
Once upon a time in a far away sea there lived a beautiful Squid by the name of Josh. Josh was very tall and very big and big-headed, and everyone loved him. He always went everywhere without worrying, until one day he was swimming down the ocean and he came across a large, big, Sperm Whale and Josh said, “My dear Whale, how big you look!” but the Whale ignored him and charged through the ocean attacking him. He was a miserable and evil Whale by the name of Tashnekack. Tashnekack was chasing Josh everywhere; Tashnekack charged again but this time Josh was ready for it. He wrapped his arms around Tashnekack, causing a terrible battle to ensue until finely Tashnekack was surrounded and taken to ocean prison and from that day forward every one new Josh as ‘Josh the Whale slayer’.
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We have just got the DVD of the chronicles of narnia Prince Caspian. When we went to see Prince Caspian at the cinema and I really enjoyed it. I thought it was an awful lot better than the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, but I was disappointed with all of the changes between the book and the film. I think they took too much out and added some bits in that they could have done without such as the kiss between Caspian and Susan, and a few other things .But in general I think Prince Caspian was much better than the Lion the Which and the wardrobe. I am looking forward to the Voyage of the Dawn Treader coming out next year ,I indeed hope that Michel Aped will do a better job than Andrew Adamson. In terms of keeping it closer to the book. Here are two pictures of different things in the voyage of the dawen treader one of them is a picture of Lucy in Coriakin's House and another is the picture of the Dawn Treader itself out of these two pictures most people like the one of Lucy going into Coriakin's House.
I prefer the picture of the Dawn Treader because it reminds me of what it must have been like for Edmund and Lucy to see the picture of the Dawn Treader and makes me feel like I am looking at that exact picture of the Dawn Treader that Edmund and Lucy looked at. I can understand why they might prefer the picture of Coriakin's House because it looks like it relly could be Lucy walking into Coriakin's House it looks extremely magical. I am not a lover of art but I do like these pictures and if you see them you will probably like them too.
Thanks for reading please comment on what you think of these pictures.
Monday, November 17, 2008
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On my last post I posted on Lemony Snicket’s Horseradish bitter truths you can’t avoid and this time I am going to post on a Series of Unfortunate event. The Unauthorized Autobiography. This is a book which is mainly about the Lemony Snicket, you may rather not read this post because you will find your life in despair. It can answer some questions about Lemony Snicket and V.F.D questions like. Why was Mr Snicket’s death published in the newspaper? Why has Mr Snicket dedicated his life to the Baudelare case?
Why does Count Olaf have a tattoo of an eye on his ankle? What is V.F.D.? Where are the Qagmire Triplets now? How many associates does Count Olaf have?
There are eight more questions but I decided I would tell you some of the stuff in there. First I will just tell you a bit about why Mr Snicket dedicated his life to the Baudelaire case. I will post a bit on the letter that R W sent Mr Snicket.
My dear Mr Snicket
You are alive and relatively well! Last night, when I arrived at the Orion Observatory to give my annual lecture to the Meteorological Society, I saw someone breaking into a navy blue Jeep parked in the south west corner of the parking lot, and my heart leaped: perhaps there was a change you were still alive. I did not expect to find out for certain until the usher handed me your letter. You took a terrible chance in contacting me, but I am so sorry that I was unable to prevent, or at least delay your capture at my masked ball that evening, and I have been worried sick all these years that you were dead, despite rumours of your activities spreading through the network of loyal members. There are not many of us left, Mr Snicket, but we are ready to help you in any way we can. O Mr Snicket, everything you kept in my house is gone. Your bullfighting costume is gone, along with all of the other disguises you kept with me; the fake wooden leg, the box of wigs, and that strange suit that enabled you to look like a chest of drawers. Your typewriter is gone and the bright blue accordion, which I believe you told me was your third favourite. Everything in that guest room is gone, and all the things in the guest room next door. Beatrice, of course, is far past complaining about lost possessions—the very reason, I am certain, that you have dedicated your life to researching the lives of those three poor children. Are they gone, too? It seems everything is nowadays.
With all due respect
RW
I am sorry that is not the whole of the letter I didn’t have enough room to put the whole letter if you want the whole letter you will have to read it yourself, but does that letter give you any clues to the question why Mr Snicket dedicated his life to the Baudelaire case. I am sorry there is no more room to put any think else in if you want to hear any more you will have to get your own copy if you really are interested and want to know more them you may find your own copy at amazon .
Why does Count Olaf have a tattoo of an eye on his ankle? What is V.F.D.? Where are the Qagmire Triplets now? How many associates does Count Olaf have?
There are eight more questions but I decided I would tell you some of the stuff in there. First I will just tell you a bit about why Mr Snicket dedicated his life to the Baudelaire case. I will post a bit on the letter that R W sent Mr Snicket.
My dear Mr Snicket
You are alive and relatively well! Last night, when I arrived at the Orion Observatory to give my annual lecture to the Meteorological Society, I saw someone breaking into a navy blue Jeep parked in the south west corner of the parking lot, and my heart leaped: perhaps there was a change you were still alive. I did not expect to find out for certain until the usher handed me your letter. You took a terrible chance in contacting me, but I am so sorry that I was unable to prevent, or at least delay your capture at my masked ball that evening, and I have been worried sick all these years that you were dead, despite rumours of your activities spreading through the network of loyal members. There are not many of us left, Mr Snicket, but we are ready to help you in any way we can. O Mr Snicket, everything you kept in my house is gone. Your bullfighting costume is gone, along with all of the other disguises you kept with me; the fake wooden leg, the box of wigs, and that strange suit that enabled you to look like a chest of drawers. Your typewriter is gone and the bright blue accordion, which I believe you told me was your third favourite. Everything in that guest room is gone, and all the things in the guest room next door. Beatrice, of course, is far past complaining about lost possessions—the very reason, I am certain, that you have dedicated your life to researching the lives of those three poor children. Are they gone, too? It seems everything is nowadays.
With all due respect
RW
I am sorry that is not the whole of the letter I didn’t have enough room to put the whole letter if you want the whole letter you will have to read it yourself, but does that letter give you any clues to the question why Mr Snicket dedicated his life to the Baudelaire case. I am sorry there is no more room to put any think else in if you want to hear any more you will have to get your own copy if you really are interested and want to know more them you may find your own copy at amazon .
Saturday, November 15, 2008

I got two books by Lemony Snicket for my fifteenth birthday, one was Horseradish Bitter Truths you can't avoid and, the other was the Unauthorized Autobiography of a Series of Unfortunate Events. I am going to do a post on Horseradish first. Horseradish is an amazing book it's all about all the hard bitter parts of life, and how to react to them, there are some things in this book which are not quite right, because Lemony Snicket is not a Christian, but I think there are some interesting true things in there. Here are some quotes.
"There is something marvelous about returning home at the end of a long day, even if there is tuna fish for dinner."
I think this is a true saying.
But this next quote is one I disagree with.
"There are some poeple who say that you should forgive everyone, even people who have dissappointed you immeasurably. There are others who say you should stomp off in a huff no matter how mant times they apologise. Of these two philosophies, the second is more fun, but it can also grow exhausting to stomp off in a huff every time someone has dissapointed you, as everyone disappoints everyone eventually, and one can't stomp off in a huff every minute of the day.
The author is coming to the right Biblical conclusions, we should forgive others all the time but I think he has the wrong reasons for thinking this, he is making a joke of it really.
Here is another quote which I think is very true.
"Deciding on the right thing to do in a situation is a bit like deciding on the right thing to wear to a party, such as deep sea diving equipment or a pair of large pillows, but deciding what is right is much trickier. The truth is that you can never be sure if you have decided on the right thing until the party is over, and by then it is too late to go back and change your mind, which is why the world is filled with people doing terrible things and wearing ugly clothing." I think that passage is true in a worldly sense, sometimes we just don't know what to wear or do, but we have the bible so we have more of an idea of what is right and what is wrong and as for the things we dont know are right or wrong we shoud go by our conscience, if our conscience tells us that somethink is wrong ,them we should not do it. There is one part of horseradish that says," It is difficult to make one's way in this world without being wicked to begin with. "
I think this is true but the Bible says, " What shall it profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose his own soul."
I think it is not difficult to be wicked, it is simply impossible to be good. Rom 6:23 "For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God"
Thanks for reading this post about Lemony Snicket's horseradish, you might like to get a copy your self, it may help you as it has for me. You can look it up on amazon .
Thursday, November 13, 2008
I think that all of the series of unfortunate events are good but the last book was the one I liked the least. There are some questions that I thought would have been answered in the thirteenth volume ,but they remained unanswered, questions such as what was inside the suger bowl ? What was the great unknown ? There's someone on the Internet who thought of the question, "Who are the man with a beared and no hair, and the woman with hair and no beared". But to me,( I didn't need to know their names, the illustration that Lemony Snicket gives is enough for me) a person on the internet thought that the mystery man in the Penultimate Peril was actually Lemony Snicket himself. When the Baudauleres had accidently killed Dewey Danoumure with the harpoon gun, a mystery man tried to get the Bodalares to come with him in the taxi . Lemony Snicket knew all about the man in the taxi and that he might have picked up the sugar bowl. You may think what's important about a sugar bowl, the book doesn't tell you, but it lets you know it's very important. This person on the internet thinks that the 'great unknown 'was owned by the man with the beard and no hair and the woman with hair and no beard. I don't know if this man on the internet is correct, I am sorry I dont know who they are and I wish book thirteen had told me. I won't tell you anymore you will have to read the book for yourself.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I am not sure whether you have read Lemony Snicket's .A Series of Unfortunate Events, but I decided I wouldd tell you a bit about it. It begins on one perfectly normal day at Brimy Beach, when three children were throwing rocks in the water ,when a banker of the name of Mr Poe came up to them and coughed into his hankerchief saying," your parents have perished in a fire that has destroyed your entire home. "
This small short sentence had changed the childrens lives for ever. Mr Poe had to find a guardian for them, sadly he was a greedy and villianias man called Count Olaf, a dispicable villian, with a tatoo on his ancle. I think I forgot to mention that the orphans parents had left an enormous fortune for the children when Violet the eldest was of age, Count Olaf tried his hardest to get this enormous fortune. Unlike a lot of villians, Count Olaf was really clever, which meant that he could think of scheme after scheme to get this enormous fortune. Frst he tried to marry Violet which in that plan he failed because Violet signed the marriage note with her left hand and she was right handed so Count Olaf didn't have the fortune not yet any way. That was the end of Count Olaf taking care of them because of him trying to get the fortune. Mr Poe phoned the police but before the police got there, Count Olaf had gone. You may think that the Bodelares never heard of Count Olaf again, but you are wrong if thats what you think ,some how Count Olaf found them again when they were in there new Guardians home, but this time he was in disguise. He was disguised as Dr Mountgunnery's assistant. This time Count Olaf murdered the children's guardian and tried to take them to Peru, but at the very last minute Count Olaf's disguise was revealed and once again Mr Poe tried to call the police, once again Count Olaf ran away before the police got there, and the children found that what ever home they went to Count Olaf folowed them thinking of scheme after scheme to steal the Bodalare fortune.
This small short sentence had changed the childrens lives for ever. Mr Poe had to find a guardian for them, sadly he was a greedy and villianias man called Count Olaf, a dispicable villian, with a tatoo on his ancle. I think I forgot to mention that the orphans parents had left an enormous fortune for the children when Violet the eldest was of age, Count Olaf tried his hardest to get this enormous fortune. Unlike a lot of villians, Count Olaf was really clever, which meant that he could think of scheme after scheme to get this enormous fortune. Frst he tried to marry Violet which in that plan he failed because Violet signed the marriage note with her left hand and she was right handed so Count Olaf didn't have the fortune not yet any way. That was the end of Count Olaf taking care of them because of him trying to get the fortune. Mr Poe phoned the police but before the police got there, Count Olaf had gone. You may think that the Bodelares never heard of Count Olaf again, but you are wrong if thats what you think ,some how Count Olaf found them again when they were in there new Guardians home, but this time he was in disguise. He was disguised as Dr Mountgunnery's assistant. This time Count Olaf murdered the children's guardian and tried to take them to Peru, but at the very last minute Count Olaf's disguise was revealed and once again Mr Poe tried to call the police, once again Count Olaf ran away before the police got there, and the children found that what ever home they went to Count Olaf folowed them thinking of scheme after scheme to steal the Bodalare fortune.
Monday, November 10, 2008
one of my best authurs is Lemony Snicket and his series 0f unfortnate event. One day my dad came home from werk and he had borght a new film of a series of unfortunate events and he said tow us ive got a new dvd for you and its a realy scary dvd exdreamely scary we put it on and it said on the scren plese dont play but we playd it and it wasn't scary but when it menchind that it was depresing and it said you mite rather watch somethink more jolly like the telly tubys or somethink but the film was ok the acter Jim Carry made count olaf qite funny but if it wernt for him the film wood hath been rubish. When it was heading up to my birthday my mum saw on a book web site a series of unfortunate events audio books and she asked me wwther I wpod like her tow get me that for my birthday but I wasn't so sure wether I wanted them becuise I wasn't perticyely a fan of a series of unfortunate events but I said yesw any way but I more preferd acting audio books rather than read audio books but finely they came and when I had compleated lord of the rings I listend tow Lemony Snicket and I was glad that Mumy got them for me I will tell you all about a series of unfortunate events in the next post
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