Student Stories Part Deux
Ready for round 2? Come and get some love. (Or a suspicious box of bananas, depending on which story you read first.)
Oh my goodness. This group seems to have fallen into a pit of personal-pronoun-and-antecedent despair. This happens more than I’d like, but is understandable. High context language, meet low context grammar. Ha ha. Also, what happened to the fish…not to mention the river? That storyline got dropped like a baby giraffe.
Once upon the time. There were two girls in the river. They caught a lot of fishes. One day, two girls fell in Love with a same boy. But two girls don’t nkow each other. that. one girl. One girl noticed that another girl fell in love with a boy whom I love. And a girl knowed another girl will marry the boy. She was sorrowful and she ran away to a mountain. She had training there very hard, and she lived there happily with animals.
Here’s a classic storyline in Japan: the bad guy does bad things and then everyone discovers he’s really not so bad. Seriously. This happens all the time. I kinda like it for the forgiveness aspect. (It plays out in marketing too, because they edit series like the infamous Pokémon for Western audiences, citing vague character development.) See? This is educational for you too!
Once upon in time, big tree was in the deep mountain. The tree was called “Monster tree” by people living near the village. Because the tree moved and speak language. One day, “Watch out” Monster shouted. But people didn’t care at all. Then….. Monster attack the people. And Monster cried and said, “I want to love. Give love for me!!!” The real thought let the monster bear deliciouse fruit well. The people were very surprised and began to love the monster Then the tree had lived happy forever, surrounded by people.
I like how postmodern this story’s conclusion is. It is merely one option. They’re not committing to it. It’s a bit open ended. Nice. Well, except for the bread guy. (I am thinking Anpanman…anyone got a better guess?)
Once upon a time, a grandmother was starving then. One day, she planted a seed. The plant caused the virus. People who lived in the town died one after another. But ten years ago, came to turning point. Hero came to the town. I looked like a bread. He said “Please eat me. That the virus will be die. Everyone eat him. A few minutes they get cheer up. But he is die. An end.
My only comment on this story was, “So…nothing happens?”
One day, there were two boys. They have known each otehr since they were small children. They were always quarreling. Their mother was in trouble because they were not on good terms. Their father was also in trouble. But he always let this problem alone, so he left her to solve it. In the end, everyone made up.
I’m glad that the story ends well, but I am concerned for the dog… I think we all know what Billy Madison would have to say about this story.
In days long past, one old man and woman lived in deep in the mountains. The mountain had a dog. One day, the old woman got lost in the mountain. The old man looked for her. But he couldn’t find her At the night he noticed there wasn’t the dog. He thinked that he was left in the mountain alone. He was panic, saying “What hapened!!” The day after tomorrow, she came back to the mountain. She had a lot of money on her hands. “E carned a lot of million yen!” They became to be rich.
I don’t even know where to start on this one. Ha ha.
Once upon a time, on the way to school, I met a Afro man. He is very very cool I decided that change my hair into Afro. I asked him where did he cut the hair, and I went to hair salon right now. I requested the clerk, “I’d like to be Afro!!” I became Afro!! I decided to talk to him. So I waited him for a long time on the way to school. I find him!! I said, “I became Afro!! But His head is baldness. I said “Wow I want to! I decided that change my hair.
For those who don’t know, when Japanese kids look up “tanuki” in their dictionaries, they come up with “racoon dog.” Not a particularly helpful definition. Then again, this kleptomaniac tanuki introduced this group to an alternative lifestyle and only took some veggies as compensation. Nice.
Once upon a time there was a racoon dog which likes treating people. One day, he stole some vegetables from an old man’s field. He stolen my pants. I couldn’t go out. Unwillingly, I went out with nude. I bronzed my skin, but I become cool. I was pleased about living in nude, since then I began to live as it was.
Ok – 2 things. 1) Why does nobody care about this man’s potential for the NBA? 2) What the heck does the end mean? It just ends abruptly like that…and I don’t like the image it conjures up in my grey matter.
In the old days, there was a man who is 3 meters tall. He smiled anytime and helped people who was in trouble. So he was loved by everyone. One day he found a girl crying loudly. He asked her why she was crying. He hold a crying girl and walk. The girl stop crying and smile. Then. people around the world become smile and whenever the smile, their all teeth fly
Now, I know NASA has been having some personnel problems, but since they are cool with adult diapers, I see no reason for us to call this story impossible.
In the old days, there were grandfather and grandmother. They decided that they went to space. But they didn’t have enough money to go to space, so they began to work harder. They worked more than ten hours a day. So they had enough money to go space. They trained very hard. At last the day they go to space came. So they were very pleased.
Ok, this is more like a cry for help than anything else. I bet you money that this is based on one of the kids in the group. Dunno what to do with that, though. He’ll pull through.
Once upon a time, a man was in Japan. He had a trouble about his nose. He often sheded blood in his nose. Because he practices baseball very hard everyday, and he is suffering for before girl friend. He dicided to meet her and talk with her. But he couldn’t meet her.
Again, the classic “gotcha” plot. The bad guy is good the whole time. (Ok, except the time that he is described as “very evil.” He wasn’t good right at that moment.)
Once upon a time, a devil lived in the castle. He was very evil and people were in trouble. one day hero came to the castle He have a legend sword and shield and armor and strong heart. But, the devil didn’t die completly. And, the devil was resurrected by something now!! But, the devil, on the contrary, is kind too much. People living in the castle is suprised at this. One day, robber come to castle. Only devil found the robber. The devil try to catch the robber. But the robber have the sword, devil don’t have. They fighted. At last devil was dead, everyone think sad.
I know that I wasn’t cool with chicks at age 5. I’m calling this less plausible than the geriatrics in space story. But still, it makes you want to coo, “Aaaaaaw…”
Once upon a time, there is a boy who become 5 years old. He like a girl who live next him. One day, they went out to play. On their way home, they got lost. They found a house. They went to a house. They could found their house. Then, he informed her of him feeling. She liked him, too. He felt very happy. Then, they played every day.
Here’s another classic extraneous explanation at the end, in case you missed the plot development. Gotta love these kids, they are thoughtful, and want to make sure they don’t lose me. Trust me, if you’ve seen me in class before, you’d know how easy it is to do that.
One old women has two cats. Two cats is very cute. They played foxtail grass each other. One day, One of them was dead tired. So, one old woman felt sad. But one week later the cat deteriorate. The worman is very sad. Then, she go to shopping. She buy cat-food which expensive than usual it. She let eat two cats Then they are enough better. It’s happy.
Ooooh-kaaaay. This may not be a cry for help, but it is definitely TMI. I’ve got it from once of my inside sources that this was written about the class’ homeroom teacher. Ha ha…hmmm.
Once upon a time, there was a Japanese teacher. Her name is [deleted to protect the innocent / and / or / guilty]. She likes the classic very much. She always talked many stories. Her stories are very interesting. So her students like her classes. But she had no boyfriend. Because she is wishful for marriage the beautiful boy like [deleted just in case]. And today, She also looks for beautiful man to marrige.
I am dying to know what the secret is. Don’t they know you can’t do this to people? (And the explanation…I found…less than satisfactory…what did they run out of time?)
Once upon a time, There was a old couple. They were getting along with each other. However, the man had one seacret. He couldn’t tell about seacret. One day, It came out about his seacret. And they were end. Seacret is but.
It’s good to see that these kids have some sense of priority.
The three people by riverside. They play the guitter. One day, a man asked them “Please would you come my castle, and they play the guitar” They said “Sure” The next day, they went to the castle. When the three people saw it, their faces turned bule, becase it was too big. A beautiful table, a beautiful chair and… all furniture are beautiful. But food isn’t delicious. So they came home and live lazily.
Her parents were out. And by out we mean dead. 5 years dead. Oh well. At least this one ends happy too.
Once upon a time, a young little girl lives in the house. Because her parents were out, she had to stay at home alone. And a stranger visited at her. The stranger said, “Is this Mr. Smith’s house?” She answered, “Yes. but my parents have dead for five years. I’m their’s daughter.” “Oh. You are very my grandchild.” old man said. So, she was his grandchild. “I have been looking for you for many years” grandfather added. At last, she meeted a only blood relation. And they lived happily ever after.
Honesty is the best policy. After seeing people drop a $400 USD digital camera somewhere with a ton of foot traffic and seeing it pop up in the lost & found, I am pretty sure that this is accurate. Hopefully this will continue. I like it.
One day, a man was walking at a town. Then he picked up a wallet on the street. He though he want this money. Because he bought many things. But, he didn’t get this money because he is honest. He decided to bring a wallet to the police box. Then a woman who dropped her wallet thank him.
Ha ha – this is kind of revealing. It’s kind of a love story, until you realize that this monster is only interested in a warm body. Harsh. But funny.
One day a monster fell in love with a Japanese girl But her parents against to go out with the monster. so they always met at night secrecy. Never the less they are very happiness. But One day, happiness don’t continue. Suddenly she moves away far another city. The monster very sad. He cries every night. Then, the God come to him and say. “I will grant your wishes. What do you need?” “I want to go out another girls. Can you do?”
Spas (hotsprings / onsens) are hugely popular here in Japan. I have had more than 5 people tell me that going to hotsprings is their hobby. I like them ok, but don’t enjoy them nearly as much as the natives, so I’d be cool with option B. Yum.
Once upon a time, a grandfather and grandmother there is. They were too poverty. So they decide to dig the ground to search a spa. But they can’t search a spa they quit searching. Then, thire dog came to the ground which they were. The dog’s name is “Hana.” He dug the ground again and again. Then he found suspcious box and they opened the box. They found……..bananas.
Obligatory explanation (skip if you know what those were):
As I explained last time, these stories were written by students at one of my schools during a chain writing activity. I kept them anonymous on purpose. I also purposefully left all of the original mistakes intact. That means all of the incorrect capitalization, punctuation, spelling, and grammar was intended – and not just a slew of uncharacteristic typos. Remember, this is not to make fun of their English (though I excuse native speakers who giggle at the funny stuff), but to show what kind of weird stuff comes out when you tell them to write with a time limit and nearly zero direction. It also shows you the level of English that I tend to deal with in high schools – though it is important to note that every school and class are different. Anyway, each story was written by a group of 4 in 5 minute shifts without any outside ideas.
So there you have it, folks. Another round of stories. Now that the school term is winding down to a close, you won’t likely see another one of these for a month or two. But hey, you never know. Maybe while I’m cleaning I’ll stumble across something post-worthy. Ha ha. Hope you enjoyed them.
