Rules for my LEGO Race Game.

made,written and Played by Lukas Boyd.

(with dice). 

 

6= 2 spaces back.

5= 5 spaces forward.

4= 4 spaces forward.

3= 3 spaces forward.

2= 2 spaces forward.

1= 1 space forward.Throw to start.

If you stop at the Stop sign, you miss a turn and if you stop on the bridge, you go straight to the Pit Stop,it doesn't count as a lap.

1 lap for Motorbike racing,2 for F1 and 3 for Rally car.

Any cheating means go back three spaces.

 

                      

Indiana Escape

by Lukas Boyd

One day, Mum, Dad and I went for a walk in the forest, when we saw something in the distance. We decided to go and see what it was. To make a long story short, we ended up in a net, three metres off the ground.

A whole heap of Indians were coming towards us. One stepped forward and said, " Me Big Chief Daddy Long Legs. You stay with us til war is over! No questions asked!"

To make a short story even shorter, we ended up prisoners in an Indian village.

We asked to be set free but Chief Long Legs, only said, " You stay til war is over! No questions asked!"  I think that was the only English he spoke.

So....we  made an escape plan. Duke was to set fire to Chief Long Legs Teepee and run away in the commotion. While Duke was asking for a stick to use as a torch to burn the tent down with, Mum, Dad and I, were looking for an exit in the side of the teepee. When we finally found one, Duke came in brandishing a thick stick. We lit the stick with the fire in our  teepee and exited through the hole we'd found.

While Duke crept over to the Chief's teepee we ( Mum, Dad and I) stayed under cover. Duke, eventually came back and we waited until we could hear yells coming from the Chief's teepee.

The guards ran off to help, we made a break for it!

We reached the clearing over Smelly Creek Bridge and stopped to see if anyone was following us and when we saw no one was, we took off again.

We didn't stop until we were at least a mile away from the camp. Discovering we were almost half way home, made us relax so we got a fire going. Soon we  fell asleep, dreaming of being captured by kittens and cuddling Indians, until we awoke in the morning.

We woke up, put the fire out and started towards home again.

We hadn't made it far, when Dad spotted two antlers sticking out from behind a bush. Because we hadn't eaten for a couple of days we were quite hungry. Dad, somehow, caught the deer and we ate it. It was about lunch time anyway.

We reached the settlement at James Town. After making arrangements to leave the country ,we got past the Customs' Inspector and boarded a boat back to New Zealand.

In New Zealand, we found a piece of land to build a home  and find new adventures on. We all  lived happily ever after.

My Little Robot 

By Lukas Boyd

 

My little LEGO robot is very interchangeable. One hand ,can be a hand, chain-saw, spray paint can or a double barreled gun.It can either have legs, a ski or a rocket, maybe even a small hover rocket.

A little jet thruster at the back pushes it forward.

It has a single eye head or, when in horizontal flight, a two- eyed head, for better stability .

I would have to make him a Search and Rescue Robot or a Bounty Hunter like Thunderbirds or Jango Fett in Star Wars.

My Little Radio

By Lukas Boyd

My little radio was given to me by my Aunty Eunice and Jan. I can pick 2 channels with it. 

There are two more stations but I can't pick them up very well.

It's styled exactly like the old ones you'd find in saloons and bars.

It isn't very loud but that could be fixed with a microphone and woofer speakers because it has suprisingly good sound for such a small radio.It sounds as good as Dad's big radio when it's on the same channel! 

I have my radio in my room and it'll stay there until we move. 

 

 

When I Grow Up.....

 by Lukas Boyd

When I grow up I want to be a hunter and trapper in America, so I can skin animals for a living.

Black, Grizzly and Kodiak bears would be good. Also, a few Polar Bears, Beavers, Hares, Wolves and Foxes. 

I'll have a couple of Blood Hounds and some Border Collies, in case I wound an animal.

My main transport will be horses. I'll live in a log cabin with the logs hauled from my forest, by horse.

I'd get my food from the animals I kill and my gardens will be ploughed by my horses.

The nearest town, would have to be a days ride on horseback, with access for a sea-plane.

A river for trout and salmon would attract bears when the fish migrate, which would be great for hunting! I could shoot them in the middle of the river!

That's what I'm going too do when I grow up!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Why Are Ceilings Called Ceilings?

by Lukas Boyd

There are many good reasons to call a ceiling a ceiling. Mainly because it is one.

 The reason I think a ceiling is called a ceiling is because CEILING sounds an awful lot like SEAL-IN. Probably because they had to seal it in to stop the rain coming in.Or they had to put ceilings on the seal house to stop the seals getting out. 

 It worked so well that people started using them on houses too.Before long, people started calling them ceilings. 

And they all lived happily ever rafter. 

 

Cursive Writing unedited...by Lukas Boyd