I was cleaning my room when I found an old schoolbook from 5th grade. Written in it was the fourth part of a quadrology (is that a word?) set in my own sci-fi universe. I read the book and found that certain parts of would sound hilarious in English, so I translated the whole thing, and did my best to replicate the pictures in the book (click the green/blue links in the text to see them). Result got rather... hmm... Well, you can see for your self what kind of weirdness an 11 year old sci-fi-fan can create when encouraged by the teacher.
(It's a bit repetetive at times, I know. And I could have fixed it but I think it would be a shame to alter an old masterpiece such as this. Heh, can you imagine that the teacher actually wrote "You're good at writing" as a comment on this? )
"Nippon ichi, bitches! Boing-boing." Mai smote the demonic fires of heck...
I wonder if I still have that thingy I wrote at 13/ 14 for an English creative assignment lying around.
It was fairly violent, I remember. And got an A.
"Aw hell. We ran the Large-Eddy-Method-With-Allowances-For-Random-Divinity again and look; the flow separation regions have formed into a little cross shape. Look at this, Fred!"
"Blasted computer model, stigmatizing my aeroplane! Lower the Induced-Deity coefficient next time."
How cute. Many great writers wrote their first tales at very young ages. (H.P. Lovecraft, IIRC, wrote a poem of 100+ verses when he was a mere lad of 5 years old!)
"Hi there, would you like to have a cookie?"
"No, actually I would HATE to have a cookie, you vapid waste of inedible flesh!"
Peregrin Toker wrote:How cute. Many great writers wrote their first tales at very young ages. (H.P. Lovecraft, IIRC, wrote a poem of 100+ verses when he was a mere lad of 5 years old!)
I could barely write at all when I was five (that means I could just write my own name). But of course, it's Lovecraft so I suppose nothing less was to be expected.
"Nippon ichi, bitches! Boing-boing." Mai smote the demonic fires of heck...
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All I did at that age was draw dinosaurs.
I could barely write at all when I was five (that means I could just write my own name). But of course, it's Lovecraft so I suppose nothing less was to be expected. 