Family Genre Stories

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It's Finally Christmas
by Ashton Mucha

One foggy winter night, in my snuggly, warm and cozy bed, I heard some bells. I quickly, but quietly put on my cozy bunny slippers and fuzzy bath robe and tiptoed downstairs to see what was ringing.

I opened the frosty door and I saw a bright red light. I peeked out of the door a little more and the bright red light was coming straight towards me! So I quickly closed the door and ran upstairs and slipped of my cozy bunny slippers and fuzzy bath robe. Then I went to sleep.

I got up again, because I wanted to find out what the bright red light was. I tiptoed downstairs but this time I didn't put on my bunny slippers or my fuzzy bath robe. I went downstairs in my bright green nightgown and I opened the frosty door. There I saw with my own eye Santa and his reindeer!

Then I said, "Santa, is that really you?" 

"Yes!" said Santa.

"Was the r-r-red light Rudolf?" I asked. 

"Yes!" said Santa again.

"What did I get for Christmas?" I asked nervously. 

"Wait and see," said Santa. So I scurried back upstairs and waited until Christmas morning to open my presents. When I woke up, I wanted to wake up my Mom and Dad, but I decided to open the presents without them. 

I tiptoed downstairs and there was a present that had holes in it. I looked at the tag and it said my own name on it. This is what it said, "Dear Kim, I hope you like this gift. This is a special gift! From, Santa."

I opened it and there it was - what I've been dreaming of - my own puppy! I bolted upstairs and Roxanne (my puppy) followed me up the stairs to my Mom and Dad's room. Roxanne woke up my Mom and Dad. They put on their bath robes and slippers and scurried downstairs to open their presents.

We all had a super Christmas!

Roby the Elf
by Alex Blais

One cold, wintry day at the North Pole, Roby the elf was looking for a drink. He was really thirsty so the decided that he'd go to Santa's new fluid making place. When he got there, the looked inside and saw a lot of drinks, but on the very top shelf, was a chemical. Roby didn't know it was a chemical and decided to drink it.
When he drank it, he got a sense that he was growing. He was growing! Roby finally noticed the "Do not drink" sign on the beaker. Roby stomped out of the fluid making place.

Amylisus, the head elf, was having breakfast when he heard a Thump! Thump! Thump! It was getting louder. Amylisus ran out of his house just as Roby's foot came down, crushing the house. Roby stomped down the road, stomping on other elves' houses.

"Stop!" Amylius yelled. Roby stopped just in front of Santa's workshop. "Look at all the destruction you caused," said Amylisus. "Go to Santa right now," he scolded.

Roby stomped away looking gloomy. When he reached Santa's house, Santa came out, knowing what had happened. "That's okay. It wasn't your fault. I'll get the construction elves on it, but we have to get you back to your normal size. I know just the person -Dr. Joe, the scientist!" said Santa. Santa called Joe on the phone and told Joe about Roby's problem. "He'll be ready when you're ready," Santa said after he got off the phone. "You can go there right now."

So Roby walked to Joe's lab. "You must be Roby. Santa told me all about you. Come in or should I come out?" Joe asked.

"Come out!" Roby agreed. Joe grabbed many different chemicals and went outside and made Roby try them.

"No! Nope! Not! Definitely not! Ahhh, here we go!" said Joe. Joe made Roby try the last chemical. Roby started to shrink. 

"We did it!" cheered Roby. He thanked Joe and threw a big party with all his friends. After that, Roby learned to read labels carefully before eating or drinking anything.

The Visit
by Alexandra Adamoski

My name is Little Deer. I am thirteen years old. Right now I am helping mother, Racing Rabbit, make supper for my seven-year-old brother, Red Feather and my father, Big Bear. My mother and I are making buffalo meat stew tonight. To boil the water we heat a rock and place it in a bag with stream water. We add in the meat, berries, wild turnips and spearmint for flavour. Buffalo meat is my favourite. Sometimes we eat deer, rabbit or fish, but mostly we eat buffalo meat.

After supper I crawl into my soft buffalo skin blanket. It feels so warm and cozy. I hear the cold wind blowing outside my tepee. My brother snuffles up closer to me, and I whisper to him "listen to the wolves howl." We lay very still and listen to their sad moaning cry for food and shelter. My father says that when you hear a wolf cry it means that a great relative will soon visit. As I fall into a deep sleep I wonder if my father is right.

The next morning I hear the sound of someone opening my tepee. When I open my sleepy eyes, I see my grandmother and grandfather smiling at me.

My grandmother is well known for her beautiful beading and my grandfather is a great hunter.

I often watch my grandmother bead with a needle made of porcupine quill and thread made form the sinew of buffalo which is very strong. My grandfather trades beaver skins for beads for grandmother. She sews the coloured beads on our deer skin dresses and moccasins.

All afternoon we sit around telling stories. My grandparents have the best stories from long ago. Tonight we are making a feast of rabbit and deer for my grandparents because we love and appreciate them so much for what they have done for us.

The North Family
by Alex

If you think this is a story about some people who live in the Arctic, you are mistaken. These people live in Hawaii and they wanted to move to the North. The story starts when a boy is watching TV.

"Mom, when is my show on?" yelled the boy named Taylor.

"I don't know," his mom yelled back.

"Rrrrrr," Taylor growled. Now don't get carried away. You might think that Taylor is a spoiled little brat. But he is pretty good. Now back to the story.

"OK, now my show is on, right when I have to go outside," said Taylor.

"Taylor, time to go outside!" said Taylor's mom. 

"OK, Mom!" Taylor yelled back. Then Taylor went outside. After about an hour, Taylor came back in. 

"Taylor, you know how you always ask if we could move to the North?"

"Ya, why?" said Taylor.

"Cause Dad just got a job there," said his Mom.

"Hooray!" cheered Taylor, "I'll go start packing."

"Hold on there!" said his mom. "We're not moving today."

Now, let's see, I'm going to skip a little bit, because this is the boring part where Taylor just goes along with life. Ah, here it is, the moving day.

"Taylor, time to get up," said his Mom, shaking Taylor.

"What is it?" said Taylor tiredly.

"Hurry, the movers are coming. Get dressed," said his Mom quickly. 

So Taylor, got dressed and brushed his teeth, combed his hair. Then they had to go shopping. When they came back, everything was packed.

"Let's go to the airport," said Taylor's mom.

"What about Dad?" said Taylor.

"Dad will meet us there." Then they got to the airport and Dad was there. 

"Let's go on the plane now," said Taylor. After a long time, they finally got there.

"So, this is the North," said Taylor.

"The Yukon, to be exact," said his Dad. So they got their wish.

Sisters
by Alana Winter

They're cool and they're sweet
They make you complete.

They have great tips
On how to make you hip,
Like where to shop
And where not.

Sometimes they're mean,
But they always make up
And start fresh and clean.

The best part is they all have cars
They will drive you to as far as Mars.

Sisters, sisters, we all need sisters,
To solve your problems 
And heal your blisters!

Sisters are far better than all the others,
They understand a lot more 
Than those little brothers.

Sisters!

Babies
by Alana Winter

Babies can cry and cry and cry
Parents can't understand why
Sometimes.

There's girls and there's boys,
But either one, they're cute little joys.

Go to the bathtub and you will see
Babies floating around with glee.

Feeding time is a challenge
Those little hands have trouble to balance.

Bedtime always is the worst time,
The parents are wakened with a little surprise.

In the morning come a new day
Of washing, feeding, and playing all day.

Grandparents
by Adrienne Funk

They spoil you rotten,
With toffee and tea,
It makes your tummy
Dance with glee!

They bundle you in kisses and hugs
And there's never a doubt
That they call you a love bug!

Daisies and ferns,
My grandmother plants day and night,
Planting something special
For every grandchild in sight!

Hammering and nailing every finger he has,
My grandfather can make any stool or stand!

Toys and sweets are all quite pleasant,
But nothing can beat my great grandparents!

Brothers
Adrienne Funk

Brothers can be such annoying pests
They get in the way when you're studying for tests.

Their unstoppable bragging that can't let you down,
And their irresistible nagging - it's hard to get around.

Complaining and whining when something is not right,
It makes you want to yell and say, "Good-night!"

They are quite talented in sports,
But are not too good at book reports.

But they are sometimes quite nice,
When they actually listen to your advice.

Four People in a Family

by Alex Chow

  Once upon a time there lived four people.  Their names were Jon, Sarah, Simon and Anne.  The mom and dad were Jon and Anne. They all had fun together, playing games and everything.

One day, Simon and Anne went to camp.  They were scared because they had to sleep in the bunkhouses.  Before long camp was finished. It wasn’t bad any more because they were home.  Also when they were home, the bad thing was it was BORING.  Yes, but they’ll get used to it!

Grandma

By Alex Chow

One day there was a grandma and one child.  Both of them went to the doctor.  It was because they were both sick!

They parked in the parking lot and sprinted to the door.  Good thing they didn’t have to wait.  After one hour, they were perfect.  Then they went back home and rested.

Grandma was really tired.  They had to drink a lot of water.  It does not feel good to be sick!

Grandmas

by April Potier

 Grandmas are so special, in every little way.

They are the very best to you, on any kind of day.

Grandmas try to take you, everywhere you want.

They are so very kind to you, and everyone all day.

They treat you like a teddy bear, they squeeze you oh so tight.

Grandmas are the best things, you could ever have.

Because they love you like you are, all so very much.

Don’t Cry Little Sister
by Andrea Dunn

Melody and Lily were not only sisters they were best friends. Melody the oldest was always there for Lily. Like when Lily was learning how to ride a bike she fell off and skinned her knee. To sooth Lily, Melody would put her arm around her and say over and over, “Don’t cry little sister.” Even as they got older Melody still soothed Lily the same way.

Then one day Melody heard of a boarding school that had the best teachers and the highest grades. Thinking what a great school it sounded like Melody asked her parents if they would let her go. Since Melody’s parents wanted her to get a good job when she’s older they said yes. They also asked Lily if she wanted to go but her answer was no. The next week Melody left, excitement rising inside her.

A few months later Melody came home for a vacation. Melody shocked them because there on her left cheek was the worst bruise they had ever seen. When they asked Melody where she got the bruise she simply answered, “The ball hit me in the face while we were playing soccer.” This answer did not satisfy Lily she knew it had nothing to do with a soccer ball.

That night Lily tiptoed into the room Melody was sleeping in and shook her awake. “Where did you really get the bruise?” Lily asked.

“I can’t tell you,” Melody said.

 “If you tell me I won’t tell anybody,” Lily said a little more loudly.

Then with a sob Melody told her story. “There’s this girl.” Then after pausing for a moment she went on. “She hurts me and says if I tell anyone she’ll hurt me even more.” Then Melody burst into tears.                                                                                                                                      

“Don’t cry big sister,” Lily said soothingly. Hearing those words Melody knew she would have to tell her parents. So Melody ran into their parent’s room and told them the whole story.

The next day Melody and Lily’s Mom enrolled Lily into the same school and Melody was never bullied again thanks to Lily and those special words.

Grandma’s Trip

By Amanda Walker

“Up and at them.” 65-year- old Grandma Britz called to her dog Benji. “We have to get going if we are going to make it there in three hours.” This year Grandma Britz was going to visit her granddaughter Anna in Edmonton. Benji walked to the door. Grandma opened it. “The good thing about living in a motor home is that I never have to stay in one place,” she said. And I can go to the bathroom wherever I want, thought the dog.

Later that day Anna got a surprise when she opened the door. “SURPRISE,” Grandma Britz said hugging her granddaughter.

“Wow,” was all Anna could say.

“Aren’t you glad to see me?” asked her Grandma still grinning.

“Of course, it’s just I already made plans to go out shopping with my friends,” Anna said guiltily.

“That’s all right I’ll do some unpacking,” Grandma said, not feeling as happy as before.

When Anna had left, her grandma pulled out a nicely wrapped package that Anna said was for Christmas. When she tried to get it down from the shelf she realized she wasn’t tall enough to reach. But she didn’t let that get at her. She went for the chair. After she was on she could reach the shelf. Suddenly a car started honking and startled grandma. She fell but her leg got caught in part of the chair. “Owww,” she screamed. “Help.”

When Anna got home she called out, “I’m home Grandma,” There was silence. At once Anna knew something was wrong.                                                                                     

Her grandma always said, “Of course you are my darling.”                                                        

Anna went all over the house. Then she saw her grandma lying on the floor. “Grandma what happened to you?” she asked.

“I couldn’t reach the present so I got a chair, and then there was this honk and it scared the living daylights out of me and I fell.”

“Well I suppose we’ll have to get you to a doctor right away.”

An hour later Grandma was all bandaged up and ready to go. “So how are you doing now?” asked Anna.

“Better than when I was on the ground,” Grandma answered walking out of the doctor’s office. “But all I want to do now is go to bed.”

The next day Grandma woke up to the smell of cinnamon French toast. Not the cereal. “Morning,” Anna said sweetly with a smile on her face as Grandma limped in. “How many pieces of toast would you like?” asked Anna.

“Oh, just two I guess,” Grandma replied.

After breakfast Grandma taught Anna how to knit. Grandma started knitting a sweater for Anna and Anna started making socks for herself, because some how she always lost one of the pair in the laundry.

A few hours later Grandma had made her sweater and Anna had finished her pairs of socks. “Why don’t you go try on your sweater and socks?” asked Grandma.

“I think I will,” answered Anna leaving the room.

Two weeks had past and Grandma had to leave now. “I’m going to miss you Grandma,” Anna said as Grandma put her suitcases and Benji in the motor home. “Come back soon,” she put in right before Grandma closed the door.

“You just try and keep me away,” Grandma called as she rode off into the sunset.

Grandparents
by Andrea Dunn

Generous

Respectful

Amazing

Nice

Different

Promising

Attentive

Reliant

Emotional

Nurturing

Trustful

Sympathetic