Day 19 Count Down To Thanksgiving

Dear Journal,

Hey, it’s me again, Gerald. Only a few more days until Thanksgiving. Those humans that have eaten my relatives for the past pretty much one million years have come by and tried to find the perfect turkey for their disgusting dinner. They don’t take a second look at my brothers and sisters because they are skinny but they mill around me because I look… well what’s the word for it? Oh yeah, Juicy, and I think they are trying to say “ Mmm Mmmm Mmm that turkey looks good” But all I hear is “ Blah Blah Blah”. OK, I just had a major brainstorm. What if I eat less so I become less uh, juicy? No to hard to do. What if I hide behind my mom everytime someone comes? No my mom moves to much. I got it! What if I peck at everyone who comes to see me? YEAH!!! Well that’s all for now, Goodnight Journal.

Day 20 Count Down To Thanksgiving

Dear Journal,

Today is the day I take action on the plan I made up last night. I will try and sharpen my beak even though last time I did it I got caught on the sharpening wheel and went around and around and around. Uh-Oh, here comes the farmer to give us breakfast and I don’t want him to see me actully WRITING in a Journal and end up like Wilbur in Charlottes web. Some Turkey just sounds weird. But I will tell you how the plan went tonight.

I   AM    EXAUSTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That was hard. About a gazillion people chose today to show up and “ Enjoy” all the “ Wonderfull” Turkeys here at the farm. So I ended up doing a “ Peck Peck here and a Peck Peck there, here a Peck there a Peck everywhere a Peck Peck”. But the bright side is that I pecked them hard enough that they started bleeding so they went to the farmer and complained and then he started cursing and yelling at me and my family and then closed the gate on our cage and then said one last thing before he went away and I think he said “ Stupid Turkeys, no more people coming to visit you” which I think ment “ Balk bak bak Balk”. So I’m pretty sure I won’t get killed and eaten for a big dinner this year. Well thanks for helping me get the idea, Goodnight Journal.

Our class made this before thanksgiving about a turkey named Gerald, (this was inspired by a picture and our teacher named it Gerald) I tried to make it funny and I hope you think it is!