Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Hiya! My names not Grace. whoever i am i like swiss cheez'. had a dream bou' kissin' a sheep wuns(+i liked it). MY NICKNAME IS GOOSE!!!!!!!!!! (don' wair it ou'. whu' goes roun' goes roun'.) i got a bear. 'is namez teddeh. his best friends are spots and getz. (dey sleep in 'de sam' bed.) I LOVE HARRY POTTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i reed it all the time. if u haven't red it ('dis i 'yuh last 'wunin.)

my worst fear of all is my dream 'bou dat' Snape dude 'tellin' 'arry a suspishz joke da' made 'm laugh. (made me 'wanna spy on 'm.) 
if u want 2 know where i get my cheese (im cummin 2 git u.) but if u want a hint (nex' time u step on a crack yuh' mama's back is gon' break.) but if u want 2 know where u can spy on me 2 find out (den' yuh' bettah' 'av' sum goot plans o' wuh yuh' last wurdz'll be.) SO LAY OFF MY CHEESE MOZZARELLA THIEVES!!!!!!!!!!!!! 


Friday, December 4, 2009

Well at least we can look on the bright side and say it shows that I've got photographic intentions! I know. Stupid pictures. Well they're for my French dictionary and dad told me they'd be a great aspect to my blog which gets aproximately six viewers so it really won't be able to go to far with gossip. And this post doesn't have a real topic so I might as well make one up right now.

Last week we took a car trip to Frejus. It wasn't a very nice town but the structure was beautiful. It was a mixture between Park Slope, Paris, Nice, and Aups. The structure had roots from Park Slope but almost exactly the same as Paris but when you looked at it from a far you could almost be sure that it was Aups. But the weather was fantastic like Nice.  J'ai une question. Have you ever been to a place similar to that?    

google girl

Uuuuuuuum j'ai une question. When did any of us first discover the internet? Et une question un plus. Did we discover it because of just randomly clicking about expecting some magic technical fairy to appear on the screen and grant us three wishes? Or was it some kind of old gossip that some random little kid had just reset all of his parents' passwords and deleted all their work papers looking for the meaning of this unfamiliar one-dimensional open-close square with a multicolored screen? 

Well I know this sounds like pure nonsense but I discovered all this technological crud when my mother introduced me to the one and only website that would prevent me from jumping around her in peppy little circles asking her over and over again when the next block-party was. Doesn't surprise me it worked. It's a pretty darn addicting website. The kind that makes your parents say: "I never knew what help brain-cell killers could be to a pair of full-time job parents with a child who never knew what patience was!" And I quite agree. One's brain could be completely dead and still dying and never come out of that game-zone. 

Je voudrais plus de bon-bons. Par ordonnance du ... tout ce que vous appeler n'importe qui qui lit ceci doit me faire parvenir dix livres de bonbons un morceau. Et j'ai un secret public. Et ce secret, c'est que je suis l'aide de Google Translate pour l'ordre ca.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

i love little guys?

You may have read my relatively new post. If you haven't you probably should. 

Remember Finn and Laura? Well were here for six days. Six days of chomping down one thing after another. And I think that's why when you meet Finn your first thought is whatever meals he's carrying on his clothing. Whenever he's in public he's always eating something.

Speaking of, today Abigail and I took a walk into town looking for candy, and being a Sunday the  only to find was the Ferme Petit Casino and some restaurant employees eating their profits. It's what they do in France during rainy Sunday afternoons. Same thing in in the burrow but usually there are still some stores open. In France you won't find a thing.

Once Abby found out about all this Ferme crud she threw a... well let's just say she was upset. And on the way home I wasn't much help. She told me to shut up but I only asked what I should shut up. And... well you probably have the big picture already. And you do not want to hear the rest. 

Yesterday we left Finn and Aunt Laura at a hotel in Nice. I'm not exactly sure which one. For if you want to live in Nice you know you'll be forced to live in a Hotel. That means there are too many hotels to keep track of. And for a fact Nice is the home to the fanciest hotel in the world.

I know this is a little off-the-topic but I recently wrote a letter to Senator Charles Schumer requesting the prices on recycled packaging and the products inside that their prices should be lowered. And that homeless people who use food stamps are only allowed to buy and eat products that come in recycled packaging. Dear Senator Schumer,


My name is Grace Lienhard and I am ten years old. I know that I may seem a bit young to say this, but I have a very important request involving food stamps. I also know that America is having some difficulties with food stamps because my father is a lawyer. I hear that when homeless or poor people’s food stamps should be working, sometimes the cashier says they are not. But I am sure that we are able to find a way around that. And I am sure we would with great ease.


This is an environmental situation. I am requesting two things. Number one is the prices being lowered on foods stored in recycled packaging: just enough so that they are slightly lower then the prices on the products sold in packaging that was never used before. I want that because re-used things do not have as much value as never- used ones. And that may seem like a bad deal, but recycled things work almost as well as freshly made ones. And I don’t know about the rest of the United States, but I think that recycled things work very well indeed.


Number two is that people who use food stamps should only allowed to buy and eat food that comes in recycled packages. I think that this environment is in great danger right now. And as you may have read before, I requested that recycled things should be cheaper. So now when packaging companies find out that homeless people and everyone else is buying recycled packaging, it’s only normal that they will want to make their packaging products out of recycled material.


You may have a few counter explanations for me, but I have good feedback for some of them.


First of all I believe that recycled products and newly made ones are at war right now. Eco-lovers like me are buying or would like to buy things in recycled packaging. But the newly made products are cheaper, which means that everyone else buys them instead. So I thought up this plan and made a way around that. As you may have seen in the text above that I request making recycled products and their packaging cheaper. And you may think that the cheaper things are the less those companies are going to want to make them cheaper. But bear in mind, who wants to buy the more expensive products anyway? So therefore, if recycled things are cheaper the companies that make them get more money. Because no one is going to buy the expensive things.


Second of all I know you are thinking at this very moment that I am far too young to make important laws like this one. And you are correct. But I was never making a law in the first place. I was only requesting it. And neither me nor my father (who is a lawyer) knows any law against that. I am sorry for bothering you about this if there is. But I am certain that there isn’t.


Third of all I forgot to tell you that my family and I are taking a sabbatical year in France. And if there is a problem with that I will accept that without any excuses. But I am certain that it would be fine with all of us if we have to spend a few months back home to make sure the job gets done properly if we’ve convinced you.


Fourth of all this is all fine with my parents. And I am not trying to be conceited, but I consider myself very independent and mature. Or if you put it in other words you could say I am a small adult except for the fact that I am not quite over the age of twenty. Or you could say eighteen if you consider that as the line where you are not a teen any longer. And I told you I was ten because I never tell lies except when needed. So you could say that you can count on me.






Grace Lienhard

 I only showed you this because I want a little help. I'm doing a fund raiser for recycling 
companies so that they can buy better cleaning supplies for the recyclables. As well as other things like fixing tools. And if any of the readers that are reading this blog could help out in any way that would be just great. It's O.K if you can't. 

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Book Review: The Subtle Knife

Philip Pullman's The Subtle Knife, the second book in the series, His Dark Materials, takes you to a haunted island in the middle of an ocean, surrounded by monstrous ghosts. Readers of The Golden Compass, the first book in the series, will learn more about Dust and the evil creatures, soulless children, and the journey of its inspiring heroine, Lyra.

In The Subtle Knife, a young boy named Will meets Lyra in a haunted world filled with ghostly monsters called Spectors. Will and Lyra are both from Oxford. Lyra's Oxford contains people's souls walking beside them as talking animals otherwise known as "daemons." To follow that, Lyra's world is also filled with Spectors alongside powerful and beautiful witches. Will's world contains the same familiar objects and creatures as ours.

Will takes Lyra into his world, where a dishonest man steals Lyra's compass and then tells them to bring him a knife if they ever want it back. But when they go to find the knife, turns out that it really belongs to Will, after he loses two fingers fighting for it. But the thing that irks me about it, is that the man who wants it doesn't know how to use it. And therefore, he was stupid to ask for it because all he really wants is to travel to other worlds, and the knife does allow you to do it but he knew it wasn't going to work if the holder didn't work it properly.

One thing I noticed about this book is that Lyra (even though she's the child, who's a very important person in the first book) is much less important than Will, who is, surprisingly, a new character. And that Lyra starts using the alithiometer less and less, Pan is now referred to as "Pantailomon," who was mentioned a fair amount of times in the book before "The Golden Compass", but now his name is barely mentioned at all, and so is Mrs. Coulter's daemon, who was mentioned a surprisingly high amount before.

The setting where Lyra and Will meet each other is the haunted world, which is a good place to meet. It adds a little twinge of fear when you hear that Lyra and Will have been standing right in the middle of conscience-sucking ghosts the whole time they were there.

Notice how most of the characters don't feel a lot of fear when a big battle comes. Lee Scoresby for instance. Whenever he gets in a big mess he's always calm and sophisticated.

I recommend this book to people who love suspense and action. And for curious people like me. After all, Lyra does find out a lot about Dust in this book.


Okay, so let's keep track of how many visitors we've had here in France so far and how many of them said things like #1"How lucky are you all to live here in the Var for an entire year," and how many of them said things like #2"Out of all the cool fun and amazing things there are in France, why choose Aups?" And if I were to guess I think that all the visitors we've had in the previous month have chosen number one and none of the have chosen number two. And thank god it's true! I have absolutely no idea why we chose Aups! You would expect that these Aupians or whatever you call them might have a few questions for us! And surprisingly, so do I!

Speaking of, Grandma and Grandpa just arrived the other day with a huge story behind them. And as they were telling that story, I was staring off into space thinking "Wow I really wonder if the next visitors won't be so lucky. Let alone the cookie-loving four-year-old and his exhausted mommy that are supposed to be arriving tomorrow." (Otherwise known as cousin Finn and Aunt Laura.)