so i know that i have not writen on here in a very long time. i would like to let everyone know that i am great and that all is well. i have just been very busy with scholl and work, and everything else that i attempt to do in my crazy life. i love it though, and would not have it any other way.
i just helped my brother write a paper for school and thought that it was pretty funny. so i decided that i would ahre it with you all. so here it is, the tale of Sir Christopherson von Walker. i hope you enjoy...
Once upon a time, in far away land called Bountiful West, lived a young lad named Christopherson von Walker. Ever since he was a child he had dreamed of being in the most elite position that the town of Bountiful had to offer…a member of the Bountiful High Choir. He knew that he would have to cross many hurdles and slay many dragons and monsters to reach this goal. It would not only take tackling the dragons and monsters, but it would also take great amounts of study with the ministerial of music to learn all knowledge of staffs and notes. Even though this would be a difficult journey, he undertook it with great zeal and determination.
When it came time for the young lad to depart upon his journey, he packed a small satchel and bid his fare mother farewell. He started out east towards the rising sun heading towards the town of Bountiful. His journey first led him up a treacherous hill that was covered with many motor people carriages, in which he had to dodge. He feared he might lose his life as one came roaring towards him. As it drew nearer he lashed out and leapt out of the way while waving madly trying to slow the daemon. Alas, he landed safely on the side of the roadway barely unscathed.
Christopherson then continued on his journey traveling many miles. After trudging along the road for a quarter of the day, he found himself at the shop of Sir von Treble. He knew that he must first find a worthy weapon of music in which to conquer the great Sir Smity. Sir Smity Werven Man Jensen was the fearsome leader of the elite Bountiful High Choir. Christopherson knew that the only place to find a worthy piece would be in Sir von Treble’s shop. As he entered through the door he was struck with a mighty blow that threw him against the wall. Leaning on the wall he opened his eyes to the many great stacks of worthy musical weapons. How would he ever find the one piece that would be his greatest weapon in all of this?
After searching far and wide through the great stacks of music he found his greatest weapon. The one piece that would be able to bring him his greatest glory. The piece was called Hurricane Woman. He then paid Sir von Treble for his troubles, and was on his way.
Christopherson knew that his next destination would be Bountiful High. He continued to make his way up the great hill. As he drew nearer, he began to be able to see it. His dreams were now in sight. All he had left to do was to cross the great Brave pass and enter into the mighty structure. He then continued to the corner, where the crosswalk was to cross the pass. He had to wait but a small moment in order for the motor people carriages to go on by. After they had moved along, he remembered his fare mothers warning to stop, look and listen. When he felt it was safe he sprinted to the other side, once again finding himself unscathed.
He then approached the hallowed doors and entered in. He knew that he was coming closer to his destination. Now all he had to do was find and conquer the great Sir Smity. Christopherson journeyed down the passage way to Sir Smity’s lair. He felt weak, but knew that he must go on. He entered through the great metal doors and found Sir Smity engaged in battles with others. Christopherson waited for his moment to shine, for he knew that he would be the greatest conqueror of all. When the time came for him to open his mouth and sing, he strode forward with his weapon in hand. The music started and he poured out his soul and wielded all his courage. He sang the worthy piece with great vigor and strength. Sir Smity was blown away by the power of the weapon and fell to the ground. When the song ended, Christopherson knew that he had conquered the great Sir Smity.
Sir Smity rose and stepped forward. He then knighted the young lad and gave him entrance into the Bountiful High Choir. Christopherson had achieved his greatest dream. He was now a member of the highest honor…a member of the Order of the Phoenix. An even greater honor then the Bountiful High Choir. From then on Christopherson would be known as Sir Christopherson von Walker of Bountiful West, the great conquer of Sir Smity Werven Man Jenson.
