Lantire Drawing

I think I did a really good job on Countess Drake.

Fairy Garden Scene

Today at school, I looked in a book (Farmer's Almanac for Kids, Vol.7, "Welcome Fairies!", pp. 72-77) of how to make a fairy garden scene.  Then I thought it was so much fun that I wanted to make a fairy house right now!  I drew this picture:

In the picture there are fairies, water coming from a birdbath, a tree stump for a fairy house, a butterfly and bird, and a little table with a cupcake and a bowl of two cherries.  There is also a ladder coming from a window in the fairy house.

Photos: My Godbrother's Baptism Day

I wouldn't miss this for anything!  It's Baptism Day for my first godbrother: Mitchell Jerome.

Baby Mitchell before his Baptism 

My sister Mary took this picture of me at church. 

Mary and me by our Fatima statue at church

A Story: "The Undead: A Blood-Curdling Book"

(The bat is the "surprise.")

The Undead: A Blood-Curdling Book

It was the middle of the night.  Someone was selling candy.  He was almost done when he came upon a castle.  He was curious.  He snuck up to the door and opened it.

It was not long before he came to some coffins.  He leaped in surprise, then....

“I vow to suck your blood,” said a voice.

A coffin swung open....  A horrible creature with long white fangs jumped out.  He ran for his life, but he could not run any farther.

“No no no!  Please, no!  No!  NO!  NO!”

The blood-sucker bit the man’s neck.  It splattered with blood.  He became a vampire.

The next morning people heard the story and returned to the castle with stakes and mallets.  But the men did not make it.  But someone did.

He held his stake close to the vampire’s heart.  He hammered the mallet.  Crack!  How the vampire screamed and howled, but it was too late.

He was dead.

Photos: Season of Lent

My rock story about a dragon

Me telling my rock story at

our friends' house 

Me with the Easter Bunny

at Grandma's 

Working on my 4-H project

(a marker holder) 

Easter baskets we made for teachers

with our chickens' eggs 

Being a "bluebird" guarding my nest at

a Bong Rec Area nature class

Special Guest Post: "SPACE HERO"

SPACE HERO

by

Martin Popp

            Our story begins in space, in a galaxy far away. Once upon a time there was an alien named Jack. He was a very smart alien.

            One day, he looked outside his spacecraft window and saw a Space Ghost. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him to warn all of the other aliens that they would be attacked.

            No one believed him. They just laughed and said, “The ghosts are long gone from here.”

            Jack said, “Look out the window! They're right outside!”

            “Fine, but if they aren't, you owe me a soda!” said the head alien.

            So they went to the window and looked outside. But no ghosts were there.

            “But— but— but they were there a minute ago!” said Jack.

            “Well, they aren't there anymore!” said the head alien.

            That night when everyone was asleep, except for Jack, he could hear strange noises coming from the hall.

            “Whooooooooo-ooooo-oooo,” moaned a sound like a ghost.

            Jack got so afraid that he jumped up and hit his head on the ceiling. “Ouch!”

            He decided to get up and look around. While doing so, he walked down the hall. He went around the corner and there it was! The ghost was right there.

            Jack knew he saw him but no one believed him.

            He got out his ghost capturing ray and sucked the ghost up.

            In the morning, he showed everyone the captured ghost. “These are the ghosts that I saw but no one believed me. So here they are!” said Jack.

            Everyone started to cheer because Jack saved them from the ghost.

            But wait . . . there was another noise from the hall.

            Jack went over to the door and opened it slowly.

            Then, ghosts started coming in—thousands of them were coming in! Everyone started running out of the room.

            Next, Jack yelled into a microphone and said, “Stop! I have a plan. Meet me in the hall and lock the door behind you.”

            Jack ran into the hall and locked the door. “Everyone get buckets full of water and throw them at the ghosts to turn them into slime.”

            Everyone listened and started throwing the buckets of water at the ghosts. This turned them instantly into slime.

            When all of the ghosts were gone, everyone cheered for Jack because he had saved them from the ghosts.

About the author:

Hi, I'm Martin! I'm growing up in a family of six. I have two sisters, one brother, a mother and a dad. My favorite color is green. My favorite sport is hockey. I really like cheese pizza. I love to read mystery books. I'm growing up in America. I have five pets. I have three frogs, one toad, and a cat. My favorite holiday is Christmas. My favorite animals are frogs because they are green and slimy. My favorite make-believe animals are werewolves.

Some Ideas for Monster Snacks

Lantires:  Pickled Lantire Wings

Goblins:  Chocolate Eye Blasts

Werewolves:  Werewolf Snacks

Ghosts:  Snacks for Ghosts

Zombies:  Canned Brain Chips

Witches:  Witch Macks

A Drawing: Lantire and a Lantire Ghost

Another drawing on the back of a math worksheet:

A Drawing: Lantire in a Batty Suit

A quick drawing on the back of my math worksheet:

Report: UFO spotted!

There has been a report of a disc-shaped object that appeared in the sky!  We see that strange creatures have landed here.  The aliens have seemed to look like this:

And the UFO like this:

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Story & drawings by John F.  & coloring by Mom

Upcoming Story Ideas (Please vote!)

#1:  "The J.S.A. Files"

#2:  "Special Agent Robb"

#3:  "The Invisible Man"

#4:  "World of Haunting"

#5:  "Hallelujah"

#6:  "Bats: Creatures of the Night"

Which short story would you like me to write first?  PLEASE VOTE in the comments!!

A Story: "Legend of the Lantire"

Here's part of a story I'm working on called "Legend of the Lantire":

Long ago there was someone named Drakula (pronounced "Drake-ula").  He had blond hair.  He wore a cape that was as black as night.  He had small fangs, red pants, and a black shirt.

There was something batty about his brothers: they were immortal, which meant they would never die unless they were stabbed in the heart.

A man passed by and grabbed Drakula and turned him into a Lantire!

But he took one look and froze solid. He had become Drakula's victim.

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A Lantire bat

(He's happy after drinking some apple juice.)

A Poem: Clown Parade

Clown Parade

Yellow and blue, blue and red,

clowns and jokers are coming ahead.

A big parade is heading down the road,

putting on a big show.

Clowns have blue noses and red noses,

pink noses and yellow noses.

They give balloons and candies and toys to the children.

They do flips and twirls and funny kinds of dances.

They juggle and ride on bikes and unicycles.

They make silly faces and hop on one foot

and make people laugh.

By John F. (1-18-16)

A Poem: Dragons

Dragons

Dragons all over are attacking the city.

They steal gold that is so pretty.

They breathe fire

And wreck cars and scratch tires.

They're STOMPING and CRUSHING and ROARING and EATING!

They ROAR and they STOMP!

And they STOMP and they ROAR!

They breathe fire...

And they have finished burning the city.

By John F. (1-13-17)

A Poem: Colors of the Night

Colors of the Night

The color of the night,

The color of flight,

And the color of Lantire light,

Are all darkness.

By John F. (a.k.a. "Count Drakula"; 3-7-17)

Lantire Images

 "Count Drakula," the original Lantire

My new Lantire costume 

Ready to scare away vampires 

A Lantire scaring away vampires

(Drawn by me & colored by Mom)