Tuesday, September 21, 2010

The Crash

Holy….  The plane’s crashed. I and the boys are all alone on this island. No adults. No supervision. What will we have to eat? What will we have to drink?   
There’s this fat boy here with me. His name’s Piggy, (hahahahahaha) and he has ass-mar, whatever that is. I used a conch shell as a horn, something I’ve seen in movies, and blew it so that it would get anybody else who is stranded here’s attention. Some boys came along the beach to meet us, but then a bunch of boys, marching in ranks, wearing black cloaks and hats came along. They were the choir. So, here is a list of everybody that is on the island that I got the names of:
1.     Me (Ralph)
2.     Piggy
3.     Jack (Choir leader)
4.     Sam
5.     Eric
6.     Simon
7.     Maurice
8.     Roger
9.     Bill
10.                          Robert
11.                          Harold
12.                          Henry
13.                          Simon
14.                          Johnny
There’s actually a lot more of them that I didn’t catch the names of.

So, we had a vote for leader, and guess what? I’m the leader! All of the choir boys voted for Jack, and everybody else voted for me. We climbed all the way to the top of the island, I, Jack, and Simon did. We pushed a rock off the top of a cliff. That was awesome. On the way down, we saw a pig stuck in some creepers, and Jack was hesitating to kill it, but it got away. This is all I’ll write right now. We’re about to make the rules. 

11 comments:

  1. great new blog, haha funny stuff man, that book was great.

    can't wait to read more!

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  2. I loved the book, this was a good read

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  3. kill piggy now, save yourself much agony...

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  4. Eat Jack first then the choir boys in order of popularity.

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  5. I've been looking for this for a long time!

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  6. thats a cool way of looking at it!

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