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__//**Fantasy diary 9 the earth **//__

I'm the earth and the people are trashing me by getting me to cough up all that air pollution and destroying my friends the nature is dying because people are more interested in cars and trucks and more things that the devil has told them about. Smoke it's a terrible thing why get more and more if it it's not worth it I'm worth it they are supposed to know that I'm dying because they are trying to destroy me with all their burning fossil fuels. They Arn't understanding that if they make so much plastic bottles they will have a big dump but if they recycle they would have an open space. They know that one day I will blow up because of global warming and because they're killing me with all these weapons. They should know that sooner or later they would all be dead.


 * Fantasy diary 8 child of the future **

Hello my name is David Graif I live in Sweden with my grandpa Ido. He says that when he was my age he had an exhibition about the environment that he did air pollution and today it was time to pick what to do for the exhibition so I picked air pollution. When I got home I told my grandpa about it and that I needed help with my homework since he had done air pollution before. So he did and he told me about the molecules. He explained what this had done to the earth and that we went too far with burning fossil fuels. We have to wear masks everywhere we go and that carbon dioxide has been spread everywhere. So the next day I come to school to **__Mark jr__.** and tell him what my grandpa had said. I took it very seriously, I went on my UltraTouch-PC and went on a website that you could help stop it. It said to stop using cars start biking running or walking instead of everything else like trucks cars planes. Busses and trains are supposed to be rarely used in case of traveling. This way no air pollution can be formed. I used an old fashioned bike it was my grandpa's old bike. And I rode it to school every day from then and on. By week 6 the sky was getting more and more blue and you could start to see the stars. This was incredible I saw air pollution stoping because of something I wanted to do and now its beautiful. In week 7 I started my exhibition report and I wrote about all these things I had done to stop air pollution and after a couple of weeks of telling people to ride normal bikes the sky is almost clean and I love it if anything I really enjoyed this exhibition.

__//**Fantasy diary 7 rubbish collector **//__

My name is Sefu and I work as a rubbish collector in Africa. The trash in the world is outrageous and is not good for the environment. The world will be filled with garbage with all the trash we have. Instead of throwing it all in a dump we should recycle and reuse plastic bottles and cans instead of having a big dump which the environment is getting destroyed by. This is not fair I shouldn't have to collect people should recycle it and the world would be clean and happy! This is where I do find clothes though and I earn money for my very poor family.


 * Fantasy diary plastic bag **

I am a plastic bag I feel like I'm only made so that people use me then throw me away after one time, but they throw me away not in the bin then I'm blamed for the death of fish and turtles and the guy that's saying the report about it probably just threw away a plastic bag before he came on air. People lie and they say it in a convincing way making all of us plastic bags responsible for all the shame,like I put the plastic bag in the trash then the wind blew it. If you're one of those people who thinks well, I never did you probably don't remember or you make sure that you don't. All I'm saying is that we don't cause deaths. I feel like there is a black hole inside of me about to explode because people are lying all the time about us plastic bags. We are getting thrown around twenty four seven, if anything we get treated unfairly. All my life, well I only live for a week or so, I've been trying to explain to people that lying is a bad thing. But they do not understand me at all. Others see me as garbage or trash, because they think I don't belong I. All these environmentally friendly places. I think they could be right but who do you think leads us to these places? People. People are half unfair. This is them affecting themselves people create us, isn't that right? I think it is. It's not understandable to a lot of people.

The End by Ido Graif Fantasy diary Enviromentalist Hello my name is Joe, I used to be a fisherman then a boy made me change my mind. That boy restored my life. As an environmentalist I look at different creatures and help them. If a bird's wing is broken I take it to a animal hospital. One day Joe found a rare bird called woodpecker. He thought it was an opportunity of a life time so he took a look at it to see if it was hurt. Both of its wings where broken it hit a tree he thought. He said to himself perhaps this bird I can take care of. He took it home and for each day he fed it he would also x-ray it to see if the wings where still broken one day it was so precious to Joe that he decided to see if it was a male or a female and name it. She was a female he named her Kelly. One wing started to heal, and soon the other one too. She tried to fly once but she didn't have the strength yet. After about a week she was absolutely fine. Joe knew this was the time where he had to release her, but he couldn't So he didn't put her in the cage for the night he let her go by herself. And when he woke up in the morning she was outside his window with her friends. He said well I'm happy if you're happy. The End By Ido Graif = Fantasy diary 5 Fisherman =

Hello, my name is Joe and I'm a fisherman. The first couple of things I do is I come by boat and I throw my net into the ocean and I think of all the money I can get from these fish that I'm going to kill. Doesn't matter if they die and it never matters if the are small. The fish are not so important **the only thing that is important is all that sweet sweet money that I'm gonna get from all the stores I'm selling my fish to a lot of restaurants and the fish I catch today to morrow will be fish and chips. As I catch the fish I feel like I have my job for life. As I'm about to send my net a boy about 10 tells me I should not kill poor fish. So I ask him why not? Because the fish are losing their lives, it's like you're eating waffles for breakfast! Sorry boy I can't risk my** job it's kind of where I get money. So you kill fish for living ** you are insane! I can't let you kill all these fish for money. What are you going to do about it? I don't know yet, but I'm going to come back with a plan and make you stop killing these poor fish for money.

Weeks past, and the boy still kept thinking about the plan. But, at last he thought about how making him feel just like the fish feel, so the boy comes back with a net and some ropes and just before the fisherman came and the boy set up the trap. When Joe came he was caught and the boy said this how the fish feel. Joe promised never to catch fish again and the boy let him down he got a job as an environmentalist and the fish had a very nice time.

The end By Ido Graif Signed by… Ido Graif

= Fantasy diary 4 rainforest =

I am playing with my friends and I suddenly start to feel pain because a root of me is falling apart and start*** to hear a very loud racket it is starting to appear. Oww! He is killing me as if he kills me and ruins the whole place for all the animals. All the animals ran away and I was very sad this is the end, but just as I was about to die, a brave boy talked to the man that was cutting me down. The man said that he had to deliver this wood to a lot of different companies to make paper "__so__ you are killing the poor rainforest just so you can make some money?" __sad__ the boy. The man was heart broken** the way the boy put it was very touching. The man said **sorry boy I can't miss this big place. No I will not let you do** this the poor rainforest must be terrified. **Move out of the way** said the man. The boy saw the scared animals and saw the man's cell phone. He asked **can I call my mother at least?** The man said **sure, if it will make you move.** He took the man's cell phone and dialed the police's number fast ** the police came 5 minutes later and asked for the man's license. The man said he didn't have one so the tree was not to be cut. All the animals returned to __they're__ previous homes and the rainforest was relieved.

The end By Ido Graif Signed by… Ido Graif

=Fantasy Diary Two oil slick=

I am lying down on a boat when I hear a big “boom!” we crashed on an island. The sand turned black like my heart. A tourist tried to push me away. Im feeling anger. The next day I was back on the boat and we were supposed to deliver my oil to the far north of Canada, but we crashed into a rock next to New York. This was as black as my soul. “Splash!” came my wave of oil into New York beach. It was more black than any black cat. When I splashed into New York I never felt any empathy, just anger. My heart and feelings spread into New York. The damage that I was doing was big, but I didn’t care that I was fllushing away all shark,fish,dolphins and all ocean animals dreams and lives. I ws about to kill them all! Suddenly all fish and ocean animals strted to rise from the ocean black, more black than my kiddney. It was all done by murdurer. All from my dirty black oil. The fish were dying they were crushing all my dreams and feelings. Showing them my life. Showing them the tourist that destroyed my life. When she pushed me back on the boat. Seeing all the enviorment die was my dream and my life. My lifes dream was seeing all those trees die and all those animals choking and stagering to death. I couldn’t wait until all those fresh new animals died. I just couldn’t wait to crash for the first time and realese all my fossil fuels to all the tourists. It would be very nice to see the world die infront of my very own black eyes. Every drop of me knew that they wanted to ruin the earth me and pollution were going to destroy the world together! So that there will be no nice trees or nice blue sky!

Spreading all of our feelings into the earth!

The oil slick by Ido Graif

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 * __//Fantasy diary 1 soap bubble //__**

I am a floating soap bubble that can see over the earth. I can see a lot of cars and planes. This is supposed to be the blue earth not the smoky earth. I can am 2000 years old. I remember when the grass was green and the sky's where blue I miss the old earth but I a soap bubble do not enjoy this pain that the world has to suffer because of the foolish humans that think that the world will always keep going for another 2000 years, but they are wrong because I as a soap bubble think that thus is the wrist environment ever. This was a gift from the universe and these people are thrashing that gift in the trash. I'ts sad very sad.

*My break*

On my break I stayed in sweden because my sister wanted to stay for the snow, but I think she was upset that there was no snow. Anyway, even if I am Jewish I still celebrated Christmas, so I got double presents from both Hanukah and Christmas. Most of the days I didn’t do anything, but one day Jonathan came to sleep over and another day I went a show in vattenhallen where I met Jonathan again. Anyway, for Christmas I got a lava lamp and a harmonica. For Hanukkah I got Money! One day I played guitar all day!