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Thursday, July 06, 2006

Cassim (a revised ending for Ali Baba & the Forty Thieves)


This was written by my eight year old son -Noah as part of his homeschooling work. He was asked to write an alternative ending to the story of Ali Baba.- ADRL

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Cassim ( A revised ending for Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves )


If Cassim got out of the cave, I would like this to happen.

When Cassim was going home he slipped and fell in a river. He lost all his treasure. When he got out, he saw a yellow feather. He took it and dropped it in the water (by accident). When he found it again, he saw it turn to gold. He decided to keep it.

He travelled but couldn't find his way home. He found a water path that he thought would lead him home. He saw that the feather became dirty. When he washed it and took it out of the water, he did not see a golden feather but a golden wing. He was so surprised but he just kept on walking.

While he travelled he kept seeing his golden wing (once a feather) get dirty and the more he washed it the more bird parts it formed until he finally completed a golden bird.


When the golden bird became dirty, Cassim washed it and the golden bird became a real bird. The bird flew in one direction and Cassim followed it. When the bird landed, it landed on a tree next to Cassim's house. He thanked the bird and the bird flew away.

When he told his wife his story she was surprised.

Cassim became a new man.

The End

Sunday, December 11, 2005

Even Titans Do


Even Titans Do
by Alan D. R.de Luzuriaga

Rumbling in the
Sweltering icy chamber
Of longing
Gently comes the strokes of
Images past
Bringing calm to the whirling walls
Putting dreams into an embracing
Sleep
For even men of wax cease to melt
And form into another day
Dark Harmony
A majestic yellow of hope
Leaves and fields of green
For even titans do live
For even titans do love

Awaken

Awaken by Alan D. R.de Luzuriaga 


  Dreams are made of oceans 
Memories of roaring flames 
Atop the sunlit blinding Light locked in eyelashes 
Sunset lips amidst foggish 
Eyes. 
 Circling sounds 
That thunder to an 
Endless waking slumber

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