Bridge To Terabithia Page #2

I wanna share

this composition for two reasons.

One, it uses adjectives well.

And two,

it's clear the author paid attention

to what she saw and what she felt,

which is important for any writing.

Self-Contained Underwater

Breathing Apparatus by Leslie Burke.

Leslie, why don't you read it for us.

Oh, man. Can you believe this?

"I'm moving gently forward,

over the wild and beautiful,

unexplored world below me.

I'm floating in silence,

and breaking it up

with the sound of my breath.

Above me, there's nothing

but shimmery light,

the place where I've come from,

and will go back to

when I am done here.

I'm diving.

I'm a scuba diver.

I'm going deeper past

the wrinkled rocks and dark seaweed

toward a deep blueness

where a school of silver fish wait.

As I swim through the water,

bubbles burst from me,

wobbling like little jellyfish

as they rise.

I check my air.

I don't have as much time

as I need to see everything,

but that is what makes it so special."

Thank you, Leslie.

Now tonight at 7:00 on channel four

there is a special about

an undersea explorer, Dr. Bob Ballard.

I want everyone to watch and write one

page about what you've learned.

Leslie?

What if you can't watch this program?

Inform your parents it's an assignment,

I'm sure they won't object.

But... what if you don't have a TV?

My dad says the TV

kills your brain cells.

Your dad doesn't know anything.

We watch TV, like, every day.

- I rest my case.

- Well, then, Leslie,

you don't have to write this essay.

Pick something else to write about.

Yeah, like, how to live in a cave.

That's enough, Mr. Hoager.

Hey, Leslie, come here.

What are you gonna write your essay on?

Bats in caves?

- Here comes Janice!

- New kid's in Janice's seat.

- What does she think she's doing?

- Jess! The big kids will kill her!

You have a death wish?

This row's for eighth-graders.

That's right, beanpole. Move it.

Out of my way, farm boy.

You're really asking for it.

Seems to me she gives it out

whether you ask for it or not.

So might as well have some fun.

Getting Janice all wound up

is a weird way of having fun.

Well, what's your idea of having fun?

- I don't know.

- Well, you wanna do something?

- I don't know.

- Let's do something. Definitely.

- What?

- You can't do it.

- Do what?

- What we're doing.

Hey, May Belle!

I don't use my Barbies anymore.

- If you want, you can have them.

- To keep for permanent?

- Sure.

- Thanks.

You're lucky to have a sister.

I've got four, and I'd

trade them all for a good dog.

I'd love to have a dog.

Now let's go before

she changes her mind.

Race you to the end of the road.

On your mark, get set, go!

Come on, Jess!

Come on!

What about sharks?

You ever see any sharks while you're

scuba-ing or whatever?

I've never gone scuba diving

in my whole life.

- You lied in your essay?

- No. I made it up.

It's different from lying.

Those drawings you make,

you seen those things yourself?

No, but...

Hey! Look at that!

- Cool!

- That's been there forever.

I wouldn't trust it.

Come on. Just try it.

OK.

You got it? That's it.

Thanks.

- What are you doing?

- Getting up higher.

OK.

Wow! That was so much fun.

You have to try it. Come on.

OK.

Let your head hang back,

watch the clouds.

Feels like flying.

- We need a place. Just for us.

- Hmm?

Where there's no

Janice Averys or Scott Hoagers.

Yeah, but when we go back to school,

there they are waiting.

Yeah, but...

...someplace better than

just not being at school.

What if there was a magical kingdom

only we knew about?

I don't know. What if?

OK, well...

...what if the only way

we could enter it

is by swinging on this enchanted rope?

- Enchanted rope?

- Yeah.

Come on.

Leslie!

Leslie!

Leslie.

- Come on!

- Wait up.

Ahh!

We shouldn't be in here.

This isn't our land.

- Not so loud. They'll hear you.

- What are you talking about?

Hey! What's that?

Whoa. Jess, look at this. Wow.

Too bad for them.

They got so close.

- What are you talking about?

- To the kingdom.

- What's that?

- What?

That sound. I've heard it before.

Someone's out there.

That's the sound of the prisoners

rattling their chains.

What prisoners?

The prisoners of the Dark Master.

- We should go.

- Wait, Jess, look.

What is it?

Look at this.

Wow. This is amazing.

Wow.

This is it.

Warriors.

- Try dragonflies.

- No. They're warriors.

From the treetop provinces.

- I don't know this game.

- What game? This is for real.

This is the ruins

of a once great fortress

whose people have been imprisoned.

Jess, you and I have been

sent to free them.

Prisoners of the Dark Master, hear me!

We have come to free you.

Do you hear us?

Show me that you hear us!

You got lucky timing. The wind's

been blowing off and on all day.

Can't hear you!

- Go straight home. I'll see you soon.

- OK. See ya!

Hey, don't you think

we should give her a hand?

Uh... She's... She's fine.

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

...forget. There are four of us.

OK.

Remember to bring your bag.

Why would anyone

want to wear that?

Janice!

- You OK?

- What's the problem?

- Jess Aarons tripped me.

- Uh...

On purpose.

OK, Aarons. Hit the road.

- But he didn't do anything.

- Go.

- It was definitely him.

- I know.

- What happened to you?

- Janice is a very talented person.

She can shoot ketchup packets

over four rows of seats.

Jeez.

Can I wash up at your house?

My mom sees this, she'll be all over

the principal and everybody,

and my life will be over.

Why would Dad do this?

- Oh. Hello.

- Oh.

Mom, this is Leslie.

- Hi, Leslie.

- Hi.

- It's nice to meet you.

- Thank you. You too.

So are you and your family

getting settled in OK?

- Yes, ma'am.

- That's nice.

- Come on. See ya later.

- Not too late, OK, honey?

- Weird and weirder.

- Hey. Be glad he's found a friend.

- Where's your dad work?

- At home. Same as my mom.

- They're writers.

- Writers?

- What do they write about?

- Fiction.

That explains you.

- What do you mean?

- Well, you like to make things up.

And that's what your parents

do for a living.

You know a lot about hardware?

No. Why?

Well, your dad works

at a hardware store.

OK.

All I'm saying is that

you are who you are...

...not your parents.

If they work at your house, you must

get to hang out with them a lot.

Not really.

What's that?

- Grenade.

- There're no grenades here.

Come on!

- Squirrels!

- Part squirrel, part Scott Hoager.

- Squogre.

- Squogre!

The sneaky foot soldiers

of the Dark Master.

- They're attacking!

- We need ammo!

This is not good.

- See them? Up there?

- Yeah.

- Do you? Really?

- Yeah.

Les...

Leslie?

Leslie. Leslie!

Come on. You can see

the whole kingdom from up here.

Isn't this cool?

We can do anything here.

Look at it.

It's all ours.

From the mountains to the oceans.

- What am I looking for exactly?

- You'll see.

Just close your eyes...

...but keep your mind wide open.

Wow.

What do we call this place?

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