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The following stories are from Mrs. Levesque's 7th grade class. The title is "If Walls Could Talk". There were four stories chosen.

"If the walls in my house could talk, they'd tell many tales, but one would stand out above them all. I'm sure it wouldn't be a special tradition to any other family, but it does have its meanings to mine. It's not custom that saves lives or feeds the hungry, it's a custom that gives every person in my family a chance to think up the most creative gift for as little money as possible. So every December, my family and I drive out to the closet strip mall and start out with thirty dollars tops. The goal is to buy the most creative gift for ten dollars, per person. I find that every tradition in my house has a lesson behind it, and this one does indeed. It shows that you don't have to buy 100 dollar gifts to be happy, but that the true meaning of it all is to have fun while shopping for your family, not materialistic items like T.V.'s or diamonds, but little things that mean a lot. So if you look at it all in the end, even shopping for presents can be a tradition.

Adrienne N.



If walls could talk in my grandfathers house they would tell you you about our family tradition of watching the super bowl. First my uncle Gerry comes over to my house with my cousin Tyler and if my aunt Terrie is on call at the hospital he brings my cousin brittany too. Then my cousin and I get all the stuff for our poker game in the case and we all head over to my grandfathers house. Shortly after that my aunt Kathy and uncle Ray come over with my cousin Michael an two huge bowls of chicken wings and her little dog Diamond. As soon as the game starts me and my cousins go in the back room with our bowl of chicken wings, and usually my aunts dog Diamond ends up steeling one of my uncle Ray’s chicken wings and he e chases her around the house like a madman and he also usually gets his chicken wing back and eats it. Finally it is half time and all of my cousins and I start a game of poker while the adults watch. Last year at half time my grandfathers cat escaped outside into his barn and my uncles chased her up to the hay loft where from there she proceeded to jump on the roof. So they jumped down and caught her with a huge fish net and brought her back inside. By the time we got back inside the game had already started and my grandfather had depleted our supply of spicy chicken wings so we had to move on to the bowl of hot wings. And this year I’m sure everything will happen almost the same!

Darian N



Invented way back during World War II, it has been passed down through generations. It's crazy cake, invented by my Great Grandma (or great great grandma) way back when milk and eggs were scarce. Actually, that's why it's called crazy cake. It has no dairy. Comes in handy now, seeing as my dad is lactose intolerant.
It's the only cake my family (on my dad's side) every makes, because he can eat it. Funny thing is, he's the first lactose intolerant person in our family. Before him, we made it 'cause it tasted good!
We make crazy cake whenever we want. Mostly every weekend. I demand to make it every weekend until I memorize the recipe.
It's a yummy cake, and a family recipe. That's kinda cool.

Emma C.


Every year before Christmas our family puts up a Christmas tree. We have never missed putting up a tree for Christmas. Usually we have a 7 foot artificial tree and glass ornaments. First my brothers and I build the tree, starting with the biggest branches on the bottom and working up to the top with the smallest branches. Dad wraps the lights around the tree. Then mom places the glass ornaments on the tree and finishes with the beaded garland.
Last year, when my dad worked out of town, we had Christmas vacation with him in his little apartment. He had two Christmas trees buth they were only two feet tall. They had little ornaments on them and small garland. They had little lights on them, too.
This year we are far from our Kansas home because my dad is working for the state of Maine. We did not bring our Christmas decorations with us. So, we made a five foot tall, flat Christmas tree from construction paper. I made garland out of paper strips which took a few days to put together. We all made the paper ornaments and decorated them with glitter. Mom made the 'lights" with shiny ribbons and the star out of bright yellow paper. Dad and I hung up the Christmas tree on the wall above the sofa. Our family Christmas tradition is still being carried on.

A.J. B.