The trout are now fingerlings. They are a lot bigger and they still are bubble riders. The trout count is 150 and all have three fins. Today it is especially hot so the tank is covered with a cardboard piece. The class has also named on of the trout Zippy. And Abraham Fishy. They still have their parr marks and are about 1 ½ inches long. They had to drop the temperature to 50 degrees because they have 150 trout living where only 50 trout should be. They dropped the temperature to give the trout more oxygen and they are getting more aggressive.   

  If you haven’t read the last Luke School Adventures go back and read them now or you will be very confused.  If you have then Enjoy the story and don’t forget to comment!   

When Luke emerged from the doors of the school and into the dimly lighted office, he now felt like he was going to barf. “Luke what are you doing back?” said one of the office secretaries. “Well…” Luke was cut off by Monnie “He was never sick!” he said. “So, fake sick we don’t need that in the school,” said the Principal who had just turned the corner, just in time to give Luke detention. “What de-de-detention NOOO! I can’t have detention!”, Luke stuttered.

20 minutes later Luke was sitting, lifeless, in a desk.  Then another 15 minutes past, Luke was getting mad. Then I paper flies in and lands on Luke’s desk.  It said “ Get down, from Frank :)” So Luke got under his desk hesitantly. “Luke get..” the teacher was cut short by the window shattering and Monnie JR was on his motorcycle with Frank on his shoulder as they skid to a stop, knocking over several desks.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” screamed Wally “What’s going on. Sir you need to leave. Now!”, said the teacher sounding very confused. “I’m going to have to call the police if you will not leave. Also you owe us $150 for the window.” “Keep the bike. Sell it. I got 20 back in my garage.” chuckled Monnie. “Really but you ride motorcycles not bikes.”, Luke said surprised

“Luke it’s slang for motorcycle!” said Frank. “Oh yeah I’m the smart in the group not the talkative one”, Luke said embarrassed. Luke always helped in the group Jack the Street boy. Well, when will you be able to come to my house for my bikes. Uh sorry motorcycles.”, Monnie said to the teacher sounding a little annoyed. “I can come tomorrow morning at 7:00 A.M.  “WAY too early for me I wake up at 9:00 A.M.” Said Monnie like he was bragging. “OK how about well I’m in school at that time so how about 12:45 P.M. That’s my lunch break and I can skip it to get my money for the window.”, said the teacher needing the money urgent. “That works for me.”, said Monnie feeling cool. While the teacher and Monnie JR. were talking Luke was in the corner wishing this never happened.

The next day Luke went off to school and when he went he sat on the bus with Jack and Emma.  “Luke if you felt sick why did you come back to school? Did you fake being sick because if you did you have detention.”, Emma said concerned. “Dude that would be so cool Luke didn’t do it.”, Jack said being a brat.  “Actually I did fake being sick.  I didn’t want to go to school. The first few days are so annoying.”, Luke said feeling ashamed.  “Luke, my mom said she doesn’t want me to be friends with someone who does that.”, Emma said mad.  “Come on I feel so bad I promise I will not do this anymore.”, Luke said begging.  The day went past a few hours and now it was lunch time. 12:45.  So the teacher left to go see Monnie at his house for the money.  “Where’s Mr.Donnell go.”, Jack asked Luke and Emma. “It’s a long story. DON’T ASK!”, Luke replied to everyone.  Mr.Donnell went to Monnie’s  house for the money.  When he got there and found out that he has a lot of money, from the motorcycle races that he had won.   So he decided to raise the price just because. Monnie said that he paid an extra $50 so he paid $200 instead of $150.  

The next day the window was fixed and everything was back to normal. Until math, the loudspeaker called Luke, Emma, and Jack down to the office. When they went down to the office the said, “Luke, Emma, and Jack feeling a little crazy today.” “What do you mean we didn’t do anything.”, Luke said confused.  “You guys have put paste on Mr.Geiman’s chair in reading.”, the principal replied. “We didn’t do anything to his chair.”, Emma said innocently. “You guys wait here and I will get Mr.Geiman and bring him down here.”, the principal said seriously.  Luke, Emma, and Jack all looked at each other worried.

Who did the prank was it Luke, Emma, or Jack

To Be Continued………  

     IF YOU ARE READING THIS AND HAVE NOT READ ANY OTHER LUKE PARKER STORIES GO READ THEM OR YOU WILL BE VERY CONFUSED.  IF YOU HAVE READ ALL THE OTHER LUKE PARKER’S THEN ENJOY AND DON’T FORGET TO COMMENT!  

Luke went back inside with Jack and Emma. Let Frank and Shurley down, they scrambled back.  “Uh what do we have next?”, Luke asked Jack and Emma.  “We have math now.”, Emma replied.”I hate math.”, Jack said in a angry and disappointed tone.  “Oh it’ll be fine”, Luke said trying to make him feel better.  “Anyways it’s only decimals and fractions easy!”, Emma replied to him trying to make him feel better as well. But that made Jack groan even louder. “Come on Jack we’ve done it before.” said Luke “You’re right” replied Jack. “I know” said Luke, laughing.  So they went to math together.

“So glad math is over”, groaned Jack once again.  “Oh come on you new most of the problems anyways”, replied Emma.  “True”, Luke said mad because he’s the smart one.  “Uh I lost the paper with the schedule”, Jack said very forgetful.  “Of course you did I have it we have reading now.”, Emma replied.  “Great I love reading!”, Luke said very grateful.  “Really? You said that you hate reading?”, Emma said very surprised.  “ I used to hate it, but now I love reading!”, Luke said again very grateful.

Then reading was over and they had lunch.  Luke had a chicken roll.  Emma had a cheeseburger, and Jack had chicken nuggets.  They all sat next to each other.  Then Weird Wally sat across from them.  He got the name Weird Wally because he always is weird.  He would follow people, mess around, and eat glue.  “Oh hi weird Wally.”, Luke said worried.  “Oh hi Luke, do you still want me to come over.”, Wally replied.  Luke asked Weird Wally 3 years ago to come over and he still remembers it. Everyone laughed that was around Luke.  “I asked you that 3 years ago.  How do you still remember that!”, Luke said VERY confused.  “Let’s go. Now!”, Jack said urgently. “Yeah let’s get out of here”, Emma agreed. So they told Weird Wally they wanted to get an early start on homework. It’s the first day of school and they wanted the least amount of HOMEwork as possible. So they weren’t lying.

“Algebra!” screeched Jack. “What do you mean?”, asked Emma. “I HATE algebra!!!”, Jack said angrily. “Well it is part of math.” said Luke with a giggle. “Guys I don’t feel too great.”, Luke said. I know that I was faking it because I didn’t feel bad at all. All of the sudden the loudspeaker started to blare words and finally Luke was called to the office. “Hey buddy! I’m picking you up early!” said Luke’s uncle, Monnie JR. “What, What are you doing here?”, Luke asked very confused once more. “Well maybe I just wanted to visit my nephew every once and awhile.” he said.  “Come on let’s go catch a movie.” “ I am sick so, let’s go.” said Luke relieved that he got the day off school. “I heard the new Alien space of Time. movie had come out yesterday.”, Luke said excited.  So they went to the movies and saw Alien Space Of Time. Afterwards Monnie asked Luke a question “You were quite energetic in there. Are you truly sick?” he asked. “I felt fine all along,” Luke mumbled. “Well back to school.” said Monnie

Will Luke get in huge trouble? To Be Continued………

     My step dad/Kevin lived in Florida for part of his childhood and his parents were rich. He has a brother/Kyle and a sister/Katie, his parents names are Sherry and Robert. He has 23 relatives still alive and he is a professor at many colleges. Kevin is also 29 and married, with three kids.

Luke woke with excitement. As you know today was the first day of school and Luke hadn’t gotten any mail saying who his teachers were going to be. Luke emerged from his bedroom a bit drowsy but still excited. He sped down the carpeted steps and sat down at the table immediately. He saw homemade tea being boiled on the stove. It was frothing and bubbling. A bit odd for tea but Luke didn’t care. He could hear the bacon sizzle and the eggs fry. Rebecca (Luke’s mom) was humming happily when she returned from inside the fridge with a lunch bag grasped in her hand. With a flick of her wrist she flipped a egg and stirred the tea. They had 20 minutes till the bus would arrive at the front door. Luke was looking great. He did look like he was a Nike model though. Not that he cared, he was wearing a grey shirt with a white Nike symbol spread across it and green shorts with a black Nike symbol woven into the fabric. Grey Nike shoes with red Nike socks. None of the colors matched and he didn’t care one bit. His hair was almost touching his nose so he flicked it to the side.

His mom then laid a plate that was covered in bacon,eggs and mini pancakes. He shoveled it down and grabbed his backpack. His mom did the annual picture on the first day of school. Abby (Luke’s sister) was complaining about the pictures because Lukes mom took it when she wasn’t ready. She was in second grade. And complained a lot.

“Hey!,” said Jack the same way.

The bus got there 5 minutes later and they plopped down in the same seat to talk. They updated each other on what had happened and Luke told him about his crazy dream. Soon after a girl about the size of Luke, with long blond hair sat down next to them. “All the other seats are filled up, I hope you don’t mind me barging in so suddenly,” she said, “My name is Emma. What’s yours?,” asked Emma. “ Mines Luke and this is Jack,” said Luke a bit annoyed because they were perfectly comfortable when Emma wasn’t there. But it wasn’t that bad. She seems nice. The bus came to a halt in front of the school and they emerged from the black doors of the bus and headed toward the front double doors of the huge brick school. Luke found a big board and started to search for his name in the L section. He was in Mr.Greyjoy’s class.

As he strode down the hall to his classroom he saw many familiar faces from previous years at the school.  Maggie, Sam, Summer, Mae, everyone was here!  He found his class and entered. Things did seem a bit odd because for a second out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw a pen,eraser and a pack of sticky notes move. He thought it was because he was nervous and paranoid. He thought he saw a ruler turned over onto a table. He told Jack and he said that he did too. Mr.Greyjoy was soon in the classroom giving a speech on what the school year will be like in his class.  He started talking about recess times, math class, reading class, and then that’s when Luke stopped listening and focused his very small attention span on the moving supplies.  “That is just crazy,” thought Luke. But, he was sure he saw a pen shoot across the counter. He then heard a soft murmur coming from the sticky notes.  Then Mr. Greyjoy perked up his ears and tried to focus on his speech.  Was he trying to hide something? Or was he trying to hear too? Luke’s hand shot up and asked to go to the bathroom.    

On his way out the door, he swiped the pen and the eraser. He needed to find out if he was going insane or if he saw what he saw. He them on the sink and sure enough they hopped off and sped to the other side of the bathroom.  “Hey come back here”, Luke yelled from the other side of the bathroom.  He knew he saw what he saw. He snatched them up and they said “Take us back! We’re losing a deal right now.”  Luke ran back to the classroom.  “Luke why were you in the bathroom for 5 minutes.”, said Mr.Greyjoy.  “ A sink over flowed and I cleaned it up.”said Luke. “Someone must have forgot to turn it off.” Luke had second thoughts about exposing Frank. He also had questions, like what deal? And whose the other school supplies that were moving?

The rest of the day was boring. Just a bunch of stuff about the rules that have been around for 20 years and every student has heard each one about 50 times. Finally recess came and Luke brought Frank and his friends out with him. He hid behind a brick wall around the side of the school. Emma and Jack followed. “Alright, what bet?” Said Luke. Frank explained the pencil war and how he knew their scheme. “ We must get inside” he said, “Shurley and her family are hold down camp!”  

Will Luke listen?

      To Be Continued………

Have you ever wondered what Brazil’s culture is like?

Portuguese is the official language. However some Brazilians study English. Many can’t speak English fluently. In some parts of Brazil, Spanish is spoken.The religion most Brazilians have is Roman Catholic. Brazil is mostly made up of catholic churches. In P.A. the religion is mostly Christianity, however, Christianity is growing in Brazil. Their gestures are different, for example if you put your index finger to your thumb with the other three fingers sticking up, in Brazil that is hilley rude and is frowned upon. However here that is just a okay sign in America. They usually are touching or close when communicating to one another. Horizontally tapping your fingers on your chin in Brazil means that someone is exaggerating or it means disbelief.  

Brazil and U.S have flags that are different and similar flags in many ways. They are the same because they both have stars but the stars stand for different things. The placing of the stars on the Brazilian flag represent the placing of the stars in the sky on the day that Brazil’s independence was established.In America there are 50 stars for the 50 states and in Brazil there are 27 states or the stars on the Brazilian flag are also called federal districts.

We got our info from CultureGrams

By:Connor B.

Brazilians

A Average Brazilian

Most Brazilians get 15,600 dollars a year and only get 8 years of school. They are expected to not live much farther than 74 and speak mostly Portuguese. And 86% of the population lives in cites and 65% of the population is Roman Catholic. Also 48% of the population is white.

Gestures

In Brazil they stand close or even touching when they speak to one another. Pulling down the bottom of your I lid with your index finger is a sign of disbelief or a sign of being confused. The OK sign in the United States where you put your index finger to your thumb and have the other three fingers sticking up is offensive.

             The Missing Sword

Back then it was a idle. Today, just history. The sword had been stolen to most. But just a few believed that it may still be out there and just a replica was stolen. Wait, you don’t know the story.

A long time ago the sword was the thing that saved us all. We were being raided by unfriendly tribes and that sword was thrown 3 miles by a catapult that a guard had set off when resting the sword down on a table and it slipped off and the guard knocked over the table trying to reach the sword and BOOM! The sword was gone. The sword sliced through the air and cut the rope that held the tribe from the other side of the monument of a dragon and it fell. The tribe from the other side was known as the Redbors tribe and they were fierce as the mightiest dragon, Locktool, who roamed the Himalayan mountains looking for adventurous climbers to devour. The Redbor tribe was an enemy to everyone. The people of Corus were happy, even if the sword of Instapol was gone because to conquer a land you must strap your monument to a great big plank and place in enemy territory. And destroy the enemy’s monument which they would place on your land. But if your monument was struck down the whole army would retreat and never return. If you did, a most unpleasant thing would be unleashed on your tribe. Unspeakable. But since Redbor’s monument was struck down they couldn’t continue onto battle. They knew the consequences and backed off.   

A few days later the sword of Instapol was discovered and placed into a museum under top security vault. The sword was stolen 2 weeks later and the only thing that was left behind was old rag pouch with pure gold tucked inside. As my shift ended I emerged from the museum and saw a man with a similar pouch, strapped to his belt buckle. I knew I couldn’t jump to conclusions but I snapped a picture of him anyway and made sure that the pouch and his face were visible.

Tommorow I’d search for a smaller clue, not easily visible to the human eye such as fingerprints. The next day I went to the museum and showed the guard my I.D. He let me pass. I got out my fingerprint finding kit and off I went with a magnifying glass, exploring the case where the sword was held and areas around that. I found a few so I got a copy of them and sent them to the lab for analyzing. I searched for more clues but found nothing. The next day, results came back from the lab. The fingerprints were owned by someone named Eduardo Rivera the name of the person who put the sword in the case! This was going to need some investigating. Did Eduardo get fingerprints on the case by putting the sword in it and the culprit didn’t leave any marks? Or did he steal the sword? It occurred to me that Eduardo had the key to the case. This was going to be tough. Time to talk to Eduardo Rivera.

“Where were you the night of the breakage into the museum.” I asked Eduardo. “I was walking around town after going shopping.” he replied. “Where did you go?” I quizzed. “Why are you asking, Charles.” Eduardo said. “Just wondering.” I replied. “I’m not so sure.” said Eduardo. “If you don’t answer my questions then I have to believe you as a liar.” I said. “I’m no liar!” he replied angrily. “Then answer my questions.” I said, “If you are truly innocent of crime then you have nothing to hide.” “Fine, fine.” Eduardo said, giving up, “I’ll tell you the truth. (Or was it?) I went to an appliance store but I forget what it was called.” “Where was it located?” I asked. “Right next to the museum.” Eduardo replied. “What time did you get home that night?” I asked. “10:00.” replied Eduardo. “Eduardo, you are free to go.” I said. I was going to ask Eduardo’s wife, Donna, what time Eduardo got home that night. I found Eduardo’s address which was 324 Holter Rd. and drove there wondering if Eduardo’s story would confirmed or denied.

“Hello, Mrs. Rivera.” I said as she let me in, m“I would like to ask a few questions.” “About what?” said Donna shakily. “Just a time.” I said, “On the 13th of March, what time did your husband get home at?” “That was the night that he stole the sword.” said Donna, staring into space and saying whatever popped into her head. “Where’s the sword Mrs. Rivera?” I asked forcefully. “I swear I don’t know. The night he came home with the sword he told be to keep my lips zipped or he would post a really inappropriate picture in FaceBook and say that I was using his phone and put it up.” “So it sounds like you were forced to do something to keep something ‘safe’.” I said. “Yes.” she replied. “Ok. Now we know the real story. Sadly Donna you’ll have to go to prison due to never telling anyone BUT you only have to serve 1 day due to the fact that you were forced not to tell and technically is you told someone that couldn’t help you at the moment and you’re husband found out and posted the picture you would probably go to jail and you were innocent.

“Ok, I’ll go.” said Donna,“But we need to find the sword A.S.A.P because Eduardo is coming home soon and any day now he said that he was gonna flee to China where there are 1,385,566,567 inhabitants.” she said, “Now where is that sword?” She thought about it for a minute. “He probably put it in the safe!” she said finally. “Where is the safe?” I asked. “Behind the picture.” she replied. “Can I take the picture off or do you want to?” I asked. “You can.” she said, “The code is 2609.” I took the picture off the wall and put in 2609. Nothing happened. “Do you think that Eduardo changed the number?” I asked Donna. “Probably. If he did he most likely wrote it down in his notebook because when it comes to pins and passwords he’ll forget them so he writes them down. We’re going to be trying a lot of numbers though because he doesn’t label any of the numbers he puts in the book.” she told me.

We went through the book and found the pins 1046, 3374, 8582, 1949, 1707, 3358 and 3658 on the first 20 pages of the book. None of the numbers worked. Then on the last page we found the pin 3905. “I hope this is it.” I said. I then put in 3905 and it worked! The safe opened and inside there was the sword of Instapol! The mystery was solved, the sword was returned to the museum and Donna and Eduardo Rivera were put in jail, Donna for a day and Eduardo for 5 years.
Case Closed