Another NANTZ!
Describe a perosn who is a hero to you. What values/qualities do they represent? What makes them heroic?
Well I dont really know how to top the last entry so I'm hoping this is good (at least). My hero that I have chosen is Mighty Mouse. The reason for this is, for one, that with him being a mouse and all he has alot of power in him. I believe that his love of all things GOOD is what gives him his powers. Such as flying, super strength, and also he could ummm..... Well, he was really really strong for a mouse and.. and.. AND THAT SHOULD BE ENOUGH FOR YOU PEOPLE!! *Breaths deeply* (ok just stay calm. Hummmmmm....Hummmmmmm....) OH! Oh yeah, anyway back to the story. Well for the final part of my story I would like to tell you about yet another time in my life that this topic relates to. O.K. One day when I was a wee litle gul I was watching the tellie. Then to my surprise I saw this mouse that, well, he did the most spectacular things I had ever seen. He could fly and he could even beat up humans of all shapes and sizes. Well at this time I had the cutest pet mouse that I loved with all my heart. So after witnessing this marvelous act on the tellie I ran to my room to get Jack (my mouse) and sized him up for the little Mighty Mouse suit I was to make him in the next couple hours. When the suit was on and he was all set to fly I tied his harness and some yarn to him. Then, using a large step ladder I connected it to the ceiling fan and turned it on full blast. But it doesn't end there. Knowing my poor Jack was about to suffer a long gruesome death the REAL MIGHTY MOUSE BURST through the living room window and snatched up Jack so that he wouldn't be hurt. Then he sat me down, after putting Jack safely in his cage, and slowly explained why he was the way he was. "When I was a wee litle mouse-ling I was hit by a radioactive waste carrier and when the radioactive waste got on my fur I then became MIGHTY MOUSE! But I was a mouse from the wild and that is why it didn't kill me. So don't try to get Jack to be like me you'll just kill him O.K.?" I kindly said yes and then he left. The next day I saw a radioactive waste carrier driving down the road. But that my friends is another day and another story.
Well I dont really know how to top the last entry so I'm hoping this is good (at least). My hero that I have chosen is Mighty Mouse. The reason for this is, for one, that with him being a mouse and all he has alot of power in him. I believe that his love of all things GOOD is what gives him his powers. Such as flying, super strength, and also he could ummm..... Well, he was really really strong for a mouse and.. and.. AND THAT SHOULD BE ENOUGH FOR YOU PEOPLE!! *Breaths deeply* (ok just stay calm. Hummmmmm....Hummmmmmm....) OH! Oh yeah, anyway back to the story. Well for the final part of my story I would like to tell you about yet another time in my life that this topic relates to. O.K. One day when I was a wee litle gul I was watching the tellie. Then to my surprise I saw this mouse that, well, he did the most spectacular things I had ever seen. He could fly and he could even beat up humans of all shapes and sizes. Well at this time I had the cutest pet mouse that I loved with all my heart. So after witnessing this marvelous act on the tellie I ran to my room to get Jack (my mouse) and sized him up for the little Mighty Mouse suit I was to make him in the next couple hours. When the suit was on and he was all set to fly I tied his harness and some yarn to him. Then, using a large step ladder I connected it to the ceiling fan and turned it on full blast. But it doesn't end there. Knowing my poor Jack was about to suffer a long gruesome death the REAL MIGHTY MOUSE BURST through the living room window and snatched up Jack so that he wouldn't be hurt. Then he sat me down, after putting Jack safely in his cage, and slowly explained why he was the way he was. "When I was a wee litle mouse-ling I was hit by a radioactive waste carrier and when the radioactive waste got on my fur I then became MIGHTY MOUSE! But I was a mouse from the wild and that is why it didn't kill me. So don't try to get Jack to be like me you'll just kill him O.K.?" I kindly said yes and then he left. The next day I saw a radioactive waste carrier driving down the road. But that my friends is another day and another story.