Continue reading “Should Animals in Zoos stay in Captivity all their lives?”
THE POOR ANIMALS being born in an enclosure and living in it for all their lives, why wouldn’t it want to escape into the wilderness? I obviously agree that, for the safety of the animals’ mental health, animals born into a zoo enclosure for captivity should later be set free so that they can actually experience the dangers of the wild, and be athletic and not gradually turn into a lazy slouch of an animal.
It’s here-a fine golden eagle sketch. I used a HB Faber Castell pencil, with a rubber on the end. Credit for the original photo goes to ᴇʏᴇᴡɪᴛɴᴇss™ . Enjoy the sketch!
THE smells, shouting, excitement and tension in the air on my schools’ “Athletic Sorts Day” is overwhelming; mostly to the students actually participating on the day. The clothes worn are usually green, yellow or purple shirts; the female students wear skorts; which are shorts mixed with skirts; and the male students wear regular T-shirts and shorts with sport shoes or running shoes. Continue reading “Do you enjoy Athletic Sports Day?”
This a more…scraggy and wild looking kitten, so that is why I named the title ‘Scraggy’. I used a HB pencil, one 7B pencil and a FABER CASTELL brand rubber. They are practically the same utensils I used in my previous picture, ‘Wolf Head Sketch.’ Anyway, please enjoy this young kitten sketch, although it didn’t take me quite as long as it took me to draw the Wolf Head. Also, I used a different type of paper. (Again, to be more specific, it’s ‘watercolour’ paper…I don’t know why exactly). Nevertheless, please enjoy!
It’s finally here! Here is my Wolf Head Sketch, drawn on (accidentally) ‘Creative PL. Artist Collection’ watercolour paper. I’ve only used a HB pencil, 7B pencil and a FABER CASTELL brand rubber. I hope you all enjoy it; it took me about 5 1/2 hours to finish sketching this picture. Of course, I give credit to Markcrilley on YouTube for posting educational videos on how-to-draw structures, animals, etc. Enjoy!
My books, evidently, have meant a lot to me over the past years. Whenever I am particularly bored, I simply retrieve a book from the top of my bookshelf. It could be any book-science fiction to picture ones to chapter books.
I beamed at my piano teacher, and began playing the first lines of ‘Canon in D Major’ by Johann Pachelbel, arranged by Fred Kern. My teacher’s foot repeatedly hit the ground, like a metronome. Shortly after she had explained how and when to play the notes, she asked,” So you understand it now?” I nodded quietly.
” Very good; now we shall look at the Menuett by Mozart.”
Adeline furrowed her brow as she checked her plastic wrist-watch, for the third time that afternoon. The time still showed two-twenty-nine, as it had previously one hour ago.
Out of curiosity, Adeline carefully stepped downstairs and into the kitchen. She immediately strode over to the clock hanging on the wall opposite the windows. The time on there showed two-thirty. “Al this time, has only one minute passed?” She muttered in disbelief as she checked her wristwatch again.
“This is becoming stupid,” decided Adeline.”I’d better call Sylvia and ask her what in the world is happening to the assortment of clocks.” Continue reading “What Would Happen if all the Clocks stopped?”
“Sophie…Sophie, come and eat me! My delicious, crispy leaves are beyond your taste buds!”
The faint, lettuce smells from my dinner table always satisfy my nose. This is why I have always treasured the Crispy Iceberg lettuce.
Firstly, fresh, thoroughly washed lettuce is wonderfully healthy. They are a flavourable taste to the mouth, and easily disintegrate into shreds. I can eat with just about everything-a range from serving it with spaghetti to dumplings.
Although, I just absolutely HATE red chilli peppers. I only have had one once, but even the tiniest microscopic piece made my entire mouth, throat and nose burn like a raging fire. I have never liked their red surface
My nightmarish day all started when disgusting, sluggish brown and white blobs started raining down from the sky like spitfire. “EEEK!!” I shrieked, ducking for cover underneath a large, circular shaped tree with big broad leaves.
“SQUAWK, SQUAWK!!” I suddenly heard the loud squeals of……pigeons?! Continue reading “The Pigeon’s Seek of Vengeance”