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    Note: This wiki was used by Mrs. Cassidy's Class during the 2005 - 2006 school year. Since then, it has not been edited by my grade one students, but it continues to be edited by others who like to write. Its present form bears little resemblance to the story originally conceived by the six year olds.
    Slap!! Nolan had just slapped the puck towards the big white net. Nolan was an eleven year old boy who also loved to play hockey. One day his team, The Maple Trees, had a big game coming up on April 16, 2005. He

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    Nolan lived in a typical small Canadian town named Banterfield with a population of around 650. It lay in a geographically diverse region on the edge of the foreboding Rockies as well as the large Lake Forcet. Much of the South West of the town was thick forest, and much of the south had been cleared in the early days of settlement. Although originally established as a mining town after a gold deposit was found in the western edge of the town, it became a thriving hub for the West Canadian logging industry in the early 1800s, and was serviced by a railway line that linked the town with much of the major cities of Canada. In 1901 however, extensive avalanches and landslides had destroyed these links, and were never rebuilt. The town was cut off for years until a second roadway was cleared to the east away for the mountainous passes to the south. Since then, the town had barely survived on an economy driven by fishing, minor logging operations, as well as tourism centered around Lake Forcet in recent years. The town was laid out in a "T" shape, which had always been intrigued Nolan since he first looked at the map of the town as a little boy. Residential zones extended along the top of the "T", the industrial zone extending perpendicular to this and a commercial zone was centered in the intersection of these zones.
    Nolan's parents had moved to the town only two years before his birth when his father, Alex, had secured a job managing Intrain, a freight company responsible for serving much of the surrounding towns. His mother, Brooke, worked in the bakery part time and was an amateur wildlife photographer and occasionally sold her work to various magazines.
    Nolan was the only child and had by all accounts had a typical, happy childhood marred only by a serious case of German measles, a case which puzzled local doctors as he had been vaccinated against the disease. Although he has confined to bed for nearly a month, he made a full recovery and now treated the incident much like an unpleasant memory. He was always alert at school, which showed clearly in his grades and was part of a tight group of friends in his class, all of whom were on the local hockey team which consumed most of their conversation and time. That weekend's game against Valley Falls was their most anticipated of the season, as they were vying for a place in the finals and Valley had always been a traditional rival, a fact not wasted even on the junior team.
    Nolan's mind turned off as he stared at the pavement, watching the cracks of the cement pass beneath his feet. Nolan admired the small shoots of grass somehow growing through the concrete, taking advantage of any depression or crack filled with a bit of dirt. Nolan's musings were cut short as he neared the outskirts of the forest, which came within meters of the track where the housing ended. For some reason this small stretch had never been developed, and now Nolan was wishing it had as the deep dark of the forest seemed to suck all light and warmth from the air, sending a powerful chill throughout Nolan's body. His dad had taken him into the forest a few times in the past; it was then safe enough as many bears and wolves had been shot in the early days, but the ecosystem had slowly recovered from the culling as well as the logging and wolves and bears were now seen closer to the town by rangers, although always removed before they could cause any troubles. This thought did little to comfort Nolan as he began to jog past the cold vegetation. he had always been terrified by the thought of encountering a large animal while by himself and now he suddenly felt angry at his parents for leaving him stranded and having to walk home. As he began to formulate an angry speech for his parents he heard a rustling in the bushes. Nolan froze. ducking he could see the nearest house was only a hundred meters or so away. Another rustle signaled the approach of an obviously large animal. Nolan sprinted toward the house when a guttural grown and snap erupted from the thicket. Nolan turned to see two wolves burst out and swerve to take him down. Nolan only had seconds before the first wolf knocked him to the ground, driving him into the gravel painfully with its great mass. Nolan's left hand swung up and smashed the animal's jaw. It leaped back, and Nolan found his other hand being cut by a shard of glass, which he fumbled to pick up. As the second beast approached he managed to get a grip on it, swinging as hard as he could, cutting the wolf's throat deeply. It yelped and began bleeding profusely, staggering around before finally collapsing. Nolan found his feet and charged the other wolf who turned and ran back for the woods.
    "I'LL KILL YOU NEXT TIME!" Nolan yelled at the top of his voice.
    With the glass shard in his hand and his pulse pounding, he crept toward the nearest house, which he knew belonged to the Martins', whose daughter Amy was in his class at school. No one was home apparently; the lights were off, and the car was gone. He decided to take Amy's bike to get home as quickly as possible; he could always return it in the morning and by the rusted look of the bike it would not be missed. As he took off he realized what had just happened. He had survived nearly unscathed from a wolf attack. As the full impact hit him, tears began to fill his eyes, he could barely see where he was going. He pulled his mind to the task of getting home. He made the turn at Park Avenue and in minutes was at his home on Downing Road. He dumped the bike on the front lawn and ran to front door. He stopped dead in his tracks as he realized there were no lights on. He tried the door; locked. He slammed his fist on the door as hard as he could, yelling "MUM!, DAD!" No answer was returned. It was getting late, and Nolan was exhausted from his ordeal but he stumbled to the side of the house where the spare keys were hidden under a pot of flowers.
    He opened and locked the door behind him and turned the lights on. "Mum... Dad... are you home"? Nolan yelled once more. When no answer came again, he became a even more worried so he went to the kitchen to see if his Mum had cooked dinner. To his surprise, a meal of sausages and salad was sitting on the table for him. Although they were slightly cold, he tucked in and thought about his situation. His parents hadn't said anything about going out tonight, and normally his babysitter, Karla, would take care of him. Maybe they had to go out in a rush, maybe Grandpa had been taken to hospital again... there were so many possibilities. He sat musing as to what to do next and took his dish to the sink to wash up.
    Nolan's house has one of the newer buildings in the town built in the late 1990's during a period of residential expansion in the town. The two story house had been designed by his parents with all bedrooms upstairs, leaving large kitchen, dining and lounge areas downstairs. Nolan suddenly felt tired and decided to have a nap, and if he woke up to find his parents were still not there, he would go tell Mrs Anderson, his neighbor. He trudged up the stairs and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, but he soon began to dream.
    His dreams became nightmares, and he tossed and turned in his sleep as the dreams became more and more strange, leaving strange sensations in his head. The wolves leaped at him again and again, becoming streaks of black burning into his mind, until he could take it no more and awoke suddenly. He woke in a cold sweat, feeling ill. He ran to the toilet and threw up, sobbing as he washed the bad taste from his mouth. He stumbled down the hall to his parents room and called 'mum'. There was no answer so he turned the lights on only to see an empty bed. Then he remembered his parents were gone. Another stomach pain hit him, and he staggered into his mum and dads' bed unable to move for the pain. He reached for the phone to call for help.. for anyone, but the phone was dead. Nothing. He couldn't move and slowly drifted in and out of sleep, accompanied by nightmares he couldn't wake from. For what seemed an eternity he woke in pain, drifting in and out of sleep, drenched in sweat. Finally he woke as if he had been snapped out of a trance.
    Nolan felt fine. He turned to look at the bedside clock to find the time. It was 7:03, and he went to get up when his eyes latched back onto the clock. He just stared. April the 19th. He had been sick for THREE DAYS. No one had come to help him. No one had called. Where were his parents?. Nolan suddenly felt dizzy, like the nightmares were returning, but he snapped himself out of it. He ran to his room and quickly got dressed; some jeans, a t-shirt and some sneakers would do. He bolted downstairs and into the garden. He jumped over the fence and into Mrs. Anderson's yard and thumped on her door. "Mrs Anderson, its Nolan... I need HELP!". There was no answer. He tried again and again. There was no other houses in this part of the neighborhood for almost a mile, and Nolan was desperate. He picked up one of Mrs Anderson's gnomes and threw it through the window, shattering the entire pane. He climbed in and yelled her name again. No response. He ran to the phone and dialed 911. He put the phone to his ear. Nothing. It was dead. Nolan felt a dread sink into him. WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON? He decided to look around the house to see if there was any clue to what was happening. "Oh i know, the TV!" Nolan thought. If something was going on, it would be on the News. The only TV in the house was in Mrs Andersons bedroom, so he made his way there, having been in the house many times before as a little kid. He opened the door and jumped back instantly. There was Mrs Anderson. On the floor. Not moving. Nolan crept in and touched her arm. It was stone cold... "Oh my God, she's dead." Noland bolted out of the house, cutting his arm as the jumped through he broken window.
    Back to his house was the only option. He slammed and locked the door on the way in. He turned on the TV, but all he got was a blue screen with the message "Station closed". "Oh what now?" Nolan thought. He switched channels up and down... but on every channel there was the same thing... Station closed, Station temporarily closed, Signal down. Now what. Nolan had to find somebody... anybody. He would trek back into town, someone could help him, surely. He opened the door only to see two large animals in Mrs Anderson's yard. He slammed the door and went to the window. They looked like wolves, but were hideously mis-shapen, with huge jaws and canine teeth. He suddenly remembered the wolf attack three nights ago, before all this happened. The wolves were like an omen of what was to come. Nolan drew the curtains and sat behind the sofa, knowing he was trapped. He couldn't run from those beasts, but maybe he could kill them. He ran to the sink and found a large carving knife, when another thought sprang to mind. He bolted upstairs and into his dads den. He opened the hatch under the rug, his dad had told him about the guns, so he knew where they were in an emergency. He pulled out a hunting rifle, a shotgun and a pistol. Nolan went to the front balcony, where he saw the two animals feasting on something... he didn't want to think about it. Now he had to work out which gun to use and how to use it. The rifle he thought was for hunting, and thats what he was doing. He opened the chamber as he had seen his dad do, and loaded three bullets. He had only shot the gun once, and knew the recoil it had. He aimed at the larger of the beasts down below and pulled the trigger. Nolan was jolted and the beast collapsed. The second turned and saw Nolan. Nolan hurriedly took another shot but missed, and again, but missed. The beast turned and bolted toward the house. Nolan knew the door was locked and was not worried, but suddeny the door splintered and crashed ans the beast broke it in. "NO!" Nolan screamed. He knew the shotgun was only used in close situations, and he knew this might be one. He loaded the shotgun with shells as the beast charged up the stairs. Nolan hid on the balcony, but he could hear the animal getting closer, until it started sniffing at the glass door to the balcony. It turned away. "Phew" Nolan thought. Then smash! The beast broke the door down and stood staring at Nolan. It charged. Nolan lowered the shotgun and fired twice. The recoil pounded his shoulder and knocked him over. And the beast came crashing down dead at his feet. Nolan had won. He took the rifle and shot the beast between the eyes to make sure, and he began examining it. It was big, like a bear, but looked like a deformed wolf. Nolan had no idea what he was looking at, but he knew his world was no longer safe, especially if he were to stay here, with a broken door. The ammunition would only last so long.
    He had to make a run for it, to the town. Now. He took the rifle and pistol, as the shotgun had severely bruised his arm, and he didn't want extra weight. He quickly had a drink and ate a cracker before he stepped outside, with the rifle at the ready. He ducked, and began running close to the ground in fairly long grass, hoping not to be seen by anything. After about ten minutes he relaxed and stood up, his back ached and he began to think he was worried about nothing, maybe those two.. things were the only ones. He suddenly spotted a pickup truck a few hundred yards ahead and he remembered his other problems, the disappearance of his parents and the death of his neighbor. He ran to the vehicle, but stopped as he approached it. Blood was smeared over the windscreen and the inside was a mess of unimaginable proportions. Nolan turned and ran, he knew it was another of the beasts victims. He came to the edge of the forest where the wolves attacked him three nights ago. The bodies were still there, decaying. "Well at least they weren't zombie wolves," Nolan joked aloud. His humor was short lived and a menacing roar erupted from the forest. Nolan knew his guns were no match for whatever that was. He ran. He sprinted the next 500 m to the next house on the road, and opened the unlocked door, slamming it closed. A putrid smell filled the room and immediately he knew what it was. Rotting flesh.
    Nolan slumped against the door and slung his rifle to the ground, forgetting about the menaces outside. He drew his pistol, and moved through the house, holding the gun like cops did on TV. The kitchen, lounge room and dining room were clear, and he entered the hallway to the bedrooms. He knew what was behind the doors, and didn't want to open them. "Hello", Nolan whispered. There was no answer. He looked drew the curtains and looked into the forest. Whatever made the noise was still nowhere to be seen. Nolan reconsidered his situation. Was everyone dead? What had happened to them all while he was sick. He decided he needed to check the bodies to see if this was the doing of the beasts that had appeared. He opened the nearest door to a bedroom. To his surprise no one was in there. He had expected a dead body, and turned to exit when the clothes cupboard rattled. Nolan froze and rose his pistol to the cupboard. He was taking no chances. "If anyone is in there, speak now or I shoot".
    "Don't shoot, please", came the muffled reply. "Slowly get out" commanded Nolan, still with his pistol fixed on the cupboard. Slowly the door opened and a girl's figure came out. "Nolan?" she said. Nolan's brain finally clicked. "Janie is that you?" asked Nolan, unable to recognise the figure in the dim light. She suddenly ran and threw her arms around Nolan, tightly embracing him. She started crying uncontrollably, and Nolan couldn't calm her. He lead her out to the lounge room, where he drew the blinds to keep an eye on the forest. He put the pistol back in his pocket and picked up the rifle from in front of the door, laying it on the coffee table. Nolan calmed Janie down enough to get a story out of her. He had known Janie for six years or so, since they began school together. He listened as she described eerily similar events to his own story. Her mum had picked her up from hockey game three nights ago, and told her that here brother and dad were sick. That night both her and her mum came down with the illness also. They couldn't get an ambulance, and she had remained in agony for the entire night before she fell asleep, only to wake up two days later. She had found her entire family dead, and the phone dead. "Why didn't you go to the neighbours for help?" asked Nolan. "I tried, but Max was behaving strangely and i couldn't get out of the house". "Who is Max?" asked Nolan. "My dog" she answered, "He was barking at me and attacked the door before i could get out". "Maybe he knew something was wrong" Nolan suggested".
    "In any case we have to get out of here and get help" he said. "What happened to you?" She asked, pointing at the rifle. Nolan told her the story and she gasped as the story of the beasts unfolded.
    "Is it safe to go out there?" she said. Nolan just cocked the rifle. "Ok" she said.
    The two of them slipped out the front door and made their way to the front gate when a growl erupted behind them. "Max!" Janie yelled. Nolan stared in horror. Its head was severely deformed, what used to be a German shepherd now looked like something from a horror movie. He raised the rifle. "NO!" yelled Janie, and knocked the weapon from his hands. The animal pounced, knocking Janie to the ground. She screamed as Max bit her arm, and Nolan kicked the dog knocking it off her. It turned to face Nolan, who swiftly drew his pistol, putting two bullets in the dogs head.
    "Oh God" Janie yelled as she bled profusely from her arm.
    "It's OK, we'll go to the hospital" Nolan said not really believing anyone would be there.
    "Not THAT, Jamie screamed... BEHIND YOU.
    Nolan turned and gasped as what looked to be an enormous bear charged them. Nolan grabbed Janie and ran inside her house, but the bear demolished the front of the home, and before Nolan could think, Janie had sprinted outside again. It grabbed her in its powerful jaws, crushing her chest and head as she yelled in agony, swallowing the upper half of her body. Her abdomen fell to the ground, with her intestines trailing from the bear's mouth. The bear didn't notice Nolan, as he slipped out the back door and jumped over the back fence, sobbing uncontrollably. He ran and ran, feeling that the world was literally ending until he came to the commercial district. He tried a few doors in vain, before finding the sports store unlocked and the door wide open. He shut and locked the door and sat crying on the floor, unable to come to terms with the violence of Janie's death. He couldn't get the image of her face the instant the teeth of the bear penetrated her skull. He also realised he had dropped both his guns in Janie's house and was now defenseless. He suddenly felt tired, even though it was hardly even mid day and found a high jump mattress to sleep on, on which he fell into a restless sleep.
    He woke in pitch blackness. He fumbled to the window and drew the curtain, letting in the moonlight. He saw a light switch nearby and turned it on. Nothing happened. "The electricity must be gone as well" he thought glumly. He sat back down on the mattress and tried to piece together what had happened so far. People got sick and died. So far he and Janie were the only people he knew who had survived the illness. Secondly, animals were becoming deformed and deadly. The wolves, Max, and the bear... Nolan shuddered. He couldn't find a connection between the two, and then realised he needed new weapons. He was in a sports store, surely they had guns. In the moonlight he searched, but found nothing. He did find a crossbow and a number of arrows however. They would have to do for the moment. He knew he had to try get to the nearest hospital, which would be where people might be being treated for the disease, including his parents. He would go in the morning, it would be safer. He was musing on finding a car and trying to drive it to the hospital when a scream erupted from the street. A girl was fleeing down the street outside. Nolan opened the door and yelled "GET IN HERE". She heard, and sprinted back. A deafening roar came from around the corner, and Nolan knew it was the bear thing. He shut the door and motioned for the girl to get down. The bear stormed past the building, still thinking it was chasing down a meal. The girl puled something out of her pocket and suddenly a flame sprung up from a lighter. "Karla!", Nolan exclaimed, "Far out its good to see someone else".
    "Nolan! Me too, I've checked the town over, they're all... dead" she said quietly
    "I know" he said. "But those beasts outside are our real problem at the moment"
    "Theres more than one?" she asked
    "Oh yeah"
    "Well I don't think your bow and arrow will suffice" she laughed, looking at the crossbow on the floor
    "I know, but the store doesn't carry guns, and I managed to lose my last pair."
    "How?" She asked.
    "Please, I don't want to talk about he said, as tears started streaming down his face"
    Karla hugged him, and said "Well, I want to thank you for saving me, I had no idea that thing was out there"
    "That's ok," Nolan sobbed
    "In the morning we have to make a break for another town" she said, "but for now lets sleep". They fell into a deep sleep side by side that night, and awoke early in the morning.
    That morning they skipped from shop to shop getting food to eat, being careful to make as least noise as possible. When they were full, they found an unlocked car. They found the owner lying on the floor of a hardware shop and took his keys. It was decided they should head for Valley Falls, a small town with the nearest hospital. Karla's driving was erratic, but when they got to the outskirts they new something was wrong. The town was filled with a black haze, and fires clearly were burning still. The land where the hospital had been was a pile of rubble. The two looked at each other hopelessly. A howl echoed across the smoke, and Karla sped off back to their home town, not waiting to discover its source.
    "The Army base!" Karla yelled, and swerved violently onto a dirt track.
    "I didn't know this was here" said Nolan.
    "Yeah, its a training facility for soldiers. Maybe there are still some left here, or maybe theres some communication device" Karla suggested. The fence was heavily barricaded and closed. Karla drove straight through it, smashing the front end of the car in, making it nearly useless.
    The two of them entered the building complex, yelling out. No one responded. They wandered around together, the base looked like it was recently deserted with everything left in place. They found the communications room, but the equipment was too complicated to work and the pair gave up after seeing an army jeep outside. On the way out they stumbled across the weapons locker. They loaded the jeep up with as many weapons and ammunition they could fit. They took off in the direction of Karla's house hoping to stock up on food from her place. They arrived at her front gate only to find two wolves prowling the area. Nolan sot both with a M16, and Karla grabbed a shotgun as they entered the house. They loaded what space was left in the jeep with food. As Karla was locking up the house, a growl alerted them to the presence of the bear. Sitting a dozen or so yards away in a thicket of trees, it charged. Nolan opened fire, which slowed it down somewhat but didn't kill it. Nolan's round ran out and Karla ran to the jeep, and pulled out an anti tank rifle. She aimed it at the bear who was bearing down on Nolan and fired. She flew back 10 yards from the recoil, but hit the animal in the chest. It staggered, but kept coming for Nolan. He reloaded andtook aim for the neck. After a hailstorm of over 1,000 bullets the beast toppled and died. The pair clambered in to the jeep and took off.
    "Where to now Karla?"
    "I'm thinking the airport," she answered.
    They made the 60 km trip to the small regional airport in only half an hour. They arrived to a deserted scene. A helicopter was the only aircraft left. Karla began sobbing "We're never going to get away from here, we're going to die". Nolan took her hand and dragged her to the helicopter. It appeared it was all ready to go. "Get in" commanded Nolan.
    "You can't fly this thing" said Karla
    "You want to bet?" asked Nolan, "I've flown these so many times in video games". Karla moaned.
    Despite her objections, Nolan fired the rotors up and managed to take off rather wobbly. They headed for the US, hoping to find survivors further south.
    However a strong gust of wind caught Nolan off balance, and they plunged into a dark forest, the helicopter crashing and burning on impact. Then the wolves came.
    The End.


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    Note: This wiki was used by Mrs. Cassidy's Class during the 2005 - 2006 school year. Since then, it has not been edited by my grade one students, but it continues to be edited by others who like to write. Its present form bears little resemblance to the story originally conceived by the six year olds.
    Slap!! Nolan had just slapped the puck towards the big white net. Nolan was an eleven year old boy who also loved to play hockey. One day his team, The Maple Trees, had a big game coming up on April 16, 2005. He was getting his cold hockey gear on when he told Dylan to tell his team to pass to Arthur sometimes. They went on the ice and they started to warm up in the shape of an Octagon. The team took some practice shots on the goalie. Nolan was in the net. He shoots,swings, he scores!!! {http://www.az-hockey.com/photos/hurricanes2/t_100-0030_IMG.jpg} Arnold, the goalie, played outstanding for the rest of the game. At the end of the game they were sloppy, but the score was tied, 50 to 50 so they had a shootout. The player from the other team tried three shots, but he missed all of them. Then, Nolan was up! He shot one and he swung missed 1 time. He shot a second time and missed. However, on his last try the puck went right through the goalies legs! Nolan had scored the winning goal!!! His teammates went insane, they skated across the ice and head butted Nolan!!! The fans in the stands were jumping around and hugging each other and giving each other high fives. The crowd was chanting "Nolan, Nolan, Nolan".
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    "Oh God" Janie yelled as she bled profusely from her arm.
    "It's OK, we'll go to the hospital" Nolan said not really believing anyone would be there.
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    Jamie screamed... casino BEHIND YOU.
    Nolan turned and gasped as what looked to be an enormous bear charged them. Nolan grabbed Janie and ran inside her house, but the bear demolished the front of the home, and before Nolan could think, Janie had sprinted outside again. It grabbed her in its powerful jaws, crushing her chest and head as she yelled in agony, swallowing the upper half of her body. Her abdomen fell to the ground, with her intestines trailing from the bear's mouth. The bear didn't notice Nolan, as he slipped out the back door and jumped over the back fence, sobbing uncontrollably. He ran and ran, feeling that the world was literally ending until he came to the commercial district. He tried a few doors in vain, before finding the sports store unlocked and the door wide open. He shut and locked the door and sat crying on the floor, unable to come to terms with the violence of Janie's death. He couldn't get the image of her face the instant the teeth of the bear penetrated her skull. He also realised he had dropped both his guns in Janie's house and was now defenseless. He suddenly felt tired, even though it was hardly even mid day and found a high jump mattress to sleep on, on which he fell into a restless sleep.
    He woke in pitch blackness. He fumbled to the window and drew the curtain, letting in the moonlight. He saw a light switch nearby and turned it on. Nothing happened. "The electricity must be gone as well" he thought glumly. He sat back down on the mattress and tried to piece together what had happened so far. People got sick and died. So far he and Janie were the only people he knew who had survived the illness. Secondly, animals were becoming deformed and deadly. The wolves, Max, and the bear... Nolan shuddered. He couldn't find a connection between the two, and then realised he needed new weapons. He was in a sports store, surely they had guns. In the moonlight he searched, but found nothing. He did find a crossbow and a number of arrows however. They would have to do for the moment. He knew he had to try get to the nearest hospital, which would be where people might be being treated for the disease, including his parents. He would go in the morning, it would be safer. He was musing on finding a car and trying to drive it to the hospital when a scream erupted from the street. A girl was fleeing down the street outside. Nolan opened the door and yelled "GET IN HERE". She heard, and sprinted back. A deafening roar came from around the corner, and Nolan knew it was the bear thing. He shut the door and motioned for the girl to get down. The bear stormed past the building, still thinking it was chasing down a meal. The girl puled something out of her pocket and suddenly a flame sprung up from a lighter. "Karla!", Nolan exclaimed, "Far out its good to see someone else".
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    We are learning how to write, so this page was created to allow us to write and edit together. Below is our story in progress. Can you help us to make it even better?
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    class was nerf stampede hockey. (We
    Note: This wiki was used by Mrs. Cassidy's Class during the 2005 - 2006 school year. Since then, it has not been edited by my grade one students, but it continues to be edited by others who like to write. Its present form bears little resemblance to the story originally conceived by the six year olds.
    Slap!! Nolan had just slapped the puck towards the big white net. Nolan was an eleven year old boy who also loved to play hockey. One day his team, The Maple Trees, had a big game coming up on April 16, 2005. He was getting his cold hockey gear on when he told Dylan to tell his team to pass to Arthur sometimes. They went on the ice and they started to warm up in the shape of an Octagon. The team took some practice shots on the goalie. Nolan was in the net. He shoots,swings, he scores!!! {http://www.az-hockey.com/photos/hurricanes2/t_100-0030_IMG.jpg} Arnold, the goalie, played outstanding for the rest of the game. At the end of the game they were sloppy, but the score was tied, 50 to 50 so they had a shootout. The player from the other team tried three shots, but he missed all of them. Then, Nolan was up! He shot one and he swung missed 1 time. He shot a second time and missed. However, on his last try the puck went right through the goalies legs! Nolan had scored the winning goal!!! His teammates went insane, they skated across the ice and head butted Nolan!!! The fans in the stands were jumping around and hugging each other and giving each other high fives. The crowd was chanting "Nolan, Nolan, Nolan".
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Tuesday, August 30

  1. page home edited ... "Oh God" Janie yelled as she bled profusely from her arm. "It's OK, we'll go t…
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    "Oh God" Janie yelled as she bled profusely from her arm.
    "It's OK, we'll go to the hospital" Nolan said not really believing anyone would be there.
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    Jamie screamed... casino BEHIND YOU.
    Nolan turned and gasped as what looked to be an enormous bear charged them. Nolan grabbed Janie and ran inside her house, but the bear demolished the front of the home, and before Nolan could think, Janie had sprinted outside again. It grabbed her in its powerful jaws, crushing her chest and head as she yelled in agony, swallowing the upper half of her body. Her abdomen fell to the ground, with her intestines trailing from the bear's mouth. The bear didn't notice Nolan, as he slipped out the back door and jumped over the back fence, sobbing uncontrollably. He ran and ran, feeling that the world was literally ending until he came to the commercial district. He tried a few doors in vain, before finding the sports store unlocked and the door wide open. He shut and locked the door and sat crying on the floor, unable to come to terms with the violence of Janie's death. He couldn't get the image of her face the instant the teeth of the bear penetrated her skull. He also realised he had dropped both his guns in Janie's house and was now defenseless. He suddenly felt tired, even though it was hardly even mid day and found a high jump mattress to sleep on, on which he fell into a restless sleep.
    He woke in pitch blackness. He fumbled to the window and drew the curtain, letting in the moonlight. He saw a light switch nearby and turned it on. Nothing happened. "The electricity must be gone as well" he thought glumly. He sat back down on the mattress and tried to piece together what had happened so far. People got sick and died. So far he and Janie were the only people he knew who had survived the illness. Secondly, animals were becoming deformed and deadly. The wolves, Max, and the bear... Nolan shuddered. He couldn't find a connection between the two, and then realised he needed new weapons. He was in a sports store, surely they had guns. In the moonlight he searched, but found nothing. He did find a crossbow and a number of arrows however. They would have to do for the moment. He knew he had to try get to the nearest hospital, which would be where people might be being treated for the disease, including his parents. He would go in the morning, it would be safer. He was musing on finding a car and trying to drive it to the hospital when a scream erupted from the street. A girl was fleeing down the street outside. Nolan opened the door and yelled "GET IN HERE". She heard, and sprinted back. A deafening roar came from around the corner, and Nolan knew it was the bear thing. He shut the door and motioned for the girl to get down. The bear stormed past the building, still thinking it was chasing down a meal. The girl puled something out of her pocket and suddenly a flame sprung up from a lighter. "Karla!", Nolan exclaimed, "Far out its good to see someone else".
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Monday, June 20

  1. page home edited ... We began by deciding to write a story about a child who plays sports. The obvious choice for m…
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    We began by deciding to write a story about a child who plays sports. The obvious choice for my class was hockey. (We are Canadian, after all.) We chose a name for the main character, and decided on a beginning, middle (including a problem) and an end. We are now working on making it sound like a real story.
    Note: This wiki was used by Mrs. Cassidy's Class during the 2005 - 2006 school year. Since then, it has not been edited by my grade one students, but it continues to be edited by others who like to write. Its present form bears little resemblance to the story originally conceived by the six year olds.
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    the score ws tied,50was tied, 50 to 50
    Nolan knew he was good at scoring goals but one day he missed a goal. Someone scored on the other team and now they were ahead by one. Nolan got hit with the puck in the head. But that didn't stop him. He skated down the ice.... he shot a goal... then Nolan was back in action again. At the shootout Nolan scored and his team won. Nolan was very happy again! All his friends rushed around to congratulate him... the coach called him the best player on the field and gave him a pat on the back. With this win, they had made the first game of the finals series for the first time in five years. Nobody could have been happier. After the excitement had died down, Nolan remembered he had to walk home because the car had been taken to be repaired, but Nolan thought the long walk would help him wind down. His mum and dad would be pleased!
    Nolan lived in a typical small Canadian town named Banterfield with a population of around 650. It lay in a geographically diverse region on the edge of the foreboding Rockies as well as the large Lake Forcet. Much of the South West of the town was thick forest, and much of the south had been cleared in the early days of settlement. Although originally established as a mining town after a gold deposit was found in the western edge of the town, it became a thriving hub for the West Canadian logging industry in the early 1800s, and was serviced by a railway line that linked the town with much of the major cities of Canada. In 1901 however, extensive avalanches and landslides had destroyed these links, and were never rebuilt. The town was cut off for years until a second roadway was cleared to the east away for the mountainous passes to the south. Since then, the town had barely survived on an economy driven by fishing, minor logging operations, as well as tourism centered around Lake Forcet in recent years. The town was laid out in a "T" shape, which had always been intrigued Nolan since he first looked at the map of the town as a little boy. Residential zones extended along the top of the "T", the industrial zone extending perpendicular to this and a commercial zone was centered in the intersection of these zones.
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Sunday, June 19

  1. page home edited ... Nolan's parents had moved to the town only two years before his birth when his father, Alex, h…
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    Nolan's parents had moved to the town only two years before his birth when his father, Alex, had secured a job managing Intrain, a freight company responsible for serving much of the surrounding towns. His mother, Brooke, worked in the bakery part time and was an amateur wildlife photographer and occasionally sold her work to various magazines.
    Nolan was the only child and had by all accounts had a typical, happy childhood marred only by a serious case of German measles, a case which puzzled local doctors as he had been vaccinated against the disease. Although he has confined to bed for nearly a month, he made a full recovery and now treated the incident much like an unpleasant memory. He was always alert at school, which showed clearly in his grades and was part of a tight group of friends in his class, all of whom were on the local hockey team which consumed most of their conversation and time. That weekend's game against Valley Falls was their most anticipated of the season, as they were vying for a place in the finals and Valley had always been a traditional rival, a fact not wasted even on the junior team.
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    smashed the animalsanimal's jaw. It leaped backback, and Nolan
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    his other hadhand being cut
    "I'LL KILL YOU NEXT TIME!" Nolan yelled at the top of his voice.
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    shard in his hand and
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    to the Martins,Martins', whose daughter
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    lights were offoff, and the
    He opened and locked the door behind him and turned the lights on. "Mum... Dad... are you home"? Nolan yelled once more. When no answer came again, he became a even more worried so he went to the kitchen to see if his Mum had cooked dinner. To his surprise, a meal of sausages and salad was sitting on the table for him. Although they were slightly cold, he tucked in and thought about his situation. His parents hadn't said anything about going out tonight, and normally his babysitter, Karla, would take care of him. Maybe they had to go out in a rush, maybe Grandpa had been taken to hospital again... there were so many possibilities. He sat musing as to what to do next and took his dish to the sink to wash up.
    Nolan's house has one of the newer buildings in the town built in the late 1990's during a period of residential expansion in the town. The two story house had been designed by his parents with all bedrooms upstairs, leaving large kitchen, dining and lounge areas downstairs. Nolan suddenly felt tired and decided to have a nap, and if he woke up to find his parents were still not there, he would go tell Mrs Anderson, his neighbor. He trudged up the stairs and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, but he soon began to dream.
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Friday, June 10

  1. page home edited ... Despite her objections, Nolan fired the rotors up and managed to take off rather wobbly. They …
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    Despite her objections, Nolan fired the rotors up and managed to take off rather wobbly. They headed for the US, hoping to find survivors further south.
    However a strong gust of wind caught Nolan off balance, and they plunged into a dark forest, the helicopter crashing and burning on impact. Then the wolves came.
    EndThe End.
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Sunday, May 29

  1. msg What Now? message posted What Now? I have tried using this wiki and others for students to share their work with others, but have foun…
    What Now?
    I have tried using this wiki and others for students to share their work with others, but have found that the real power in wikis is in the wisdom of the crowd, or asking others to contribute. My all time favorite wiki is this one: http://1000names.wikispaces.com/ I set it up several years ago and people continue to add their names each week. We did a similar thing here: http://kcassidy.wikispaces.com/rituals
    and here:
    http://kcassidy.wikispaces.com/traditions
    If I just want students to share their work, I think a blog is a far more effective tool.
    Good luck using wikis!

    Kathy Cassidy
    6:42 pm
  2. msg What Now? message posted What Now? It must be exciting for students to know that their work has been read in so many places, including…
    What Now?
    It must be exciting for students to know that their work has been read in so many places, including a country other than their own. I'm wondering if you are using Wikis now and how your use with students has evolved.
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