Friday, October 24, 2014

Exposition: Along Came A Girl Named Shirley Curleyiam

When Shirley Curleyiam was very young her parents died in a terrible car crash. They did not have any other family that could take care of Shirley, so the hospital had no other choice but to put Shirley up for adoption. As an infant, it was not easy for Child Protective Services to find Shirley good adoptive parents. She was forced to going to a foster home with other infants and young children waiting to be adopted. When Shirley was two, she had her first foster mother named Ms. Annabelle. Ms. Annabelle was a young lady that wanted to adopt Shirley only for the money that she would receive from the Department of Social Services. Soon after Shirley living with her, Ms. Annabelle decided that she could not handle the constant needs of Shirley and returned her to Child Protective Services. Every since then, her time in foster care was not a pleasant one…


The Ferguson family moved into the three-bedroom, red brick single family home seven years ago when Mama Ferguson was pregnant with Baby Ferguson. Papa Ferguson was working as a landscaper and a grounds man at a local country club. There he found his love for gardening and everything green. Papa Ferguson began attending local flea markets and gardening shows to learn more about starting and maintaining his own garden. Because the family was now homeowners, Papa Ferguson was able to start his own garden with all of his favorite vegetables and fruits. Mama Ferguson was a stay at home mom that loved her family very much and made sure that all of their needs were meet. As a stay at home mom, Mama Ferguson had a lot of time on her hands. As a result, she started her own podcast series on the things that go on with her family. She took classes at the public library to learn more about the computer and that application on her new Macbook, which as a present from Papa Ferguson the Christmas last year. Baby Ferguson grew up with a mother that was very attentive to his needs and with a father that could grow anything he put his mind to…

Friday, October 17, 2014

The Mini Hunt - Rabbit Hole

When was the last time you played a game like this? Try your luck and I'm sure you'll find the hidden meaning. Test it on your friends to see who can decode the riddles the quickest!

Try To Decode This!

Morse Code:
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ROTation - 1:
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Can you fill in the blanks below?



How good are you in word searches? Can you find all of the words in less than three minutes?






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Along Came A Girl Named Shirley Curleyiam

Once upon a time there was a young girl about eleven or twelve years of age named Shirley Curleyiam. Shirley Curleyiam grew up in the windy state of Washington in a well-known city called Seattle. Shirley was adopted and never met her biological parents. Unfortunately, Shirley grew up with a number of foster parents but her current foster parent, Ms. Hembocker, was the worst of them all. Ms. Hembocker had a total of seven foster children and treated them as if they were her employees of her local convenient store that she owned in Seattle. She made the children, including Shirley, work early morning and late nights at the store.

Shirley went to live with Ms. Hembocker at the age of six. Ms. Hembocker was big and round with a huge black mole on the left side of her chin with hair growing out of it. Shirley was uneasy about moving in with this new lady but she had no choice. On the day she moved in, she meet the other children and was told the rules of the house by Ms. Hembocker. Ms. Hembocker made it very clear that she was neither Shirley’s mother nor her friend. She was simply her caregiver. She said that Shirley would have to work for whatever she wanted in this house including food. Shirley was not sure exactly what this meant but she would soon find out! This made Shirley very sad and made her wish she was never born. Shirley always imagined what her parent looked like and why they gave her up for adoption at such a young age.

On her second day in the house, Ms. Hembocker took her to the store and made Shirley work from 6am to 10 pm. Shirley was exhausted and was given very little to eat by Ms. Hembocker. This mistreatment lasted for about five years.

One summer day when Shirley was about eleven years old she ran away from Ms. Hembocker’s house with only the clothes she had on her back, the clothes in her cupboard, and a few snacks. She had had enough of the way Ms. Hembocker treated her and believed that she could make it on her own. Shirley began living a life of mischief. She had to steal food and clothes from stores and out of people’s houses. She never wanted to go back to Ms. Hembocker’s house again and did whatever she could to survive.

One cool and breezy evening, Shirley was walking through a rural neighborhood with big green trees on both sides. She stumbled upon a large red brick house with green vines coming up the side of the house. Shirley saw that no lights were on and there was not a car in the driveway. She peeked in the first floor windows and saw that no one was home. She was use to picking locks and had her tools in her backpack. She took them out. And then, 1-2-3, she was in!

She walked around the well-furnished three-story single family home and gazed at the family pictures on the walls of the Three Wolf family named Ferguson. She went from the living room then into the kitchen because she was starving. Shirley smiled. She saw a big pot of spaghetti and three bowls made already on the dining room table. To her delight, she took a fork and headed to the first and biggest bowl. She sat down in a large chair and dug in. “Eww, ” Shirley thought to herself spitting out the spaghetti. “Too oniony,” she said aloud. With much frustration, she went to the second smaller bowl. This chair was lumpier than the first. She picked up her fork and went in for a taste. “Yuck, too sugary,” Shirley said. By now Shirley was very disappointed in the first two bowls and hoped that she would enjoy the last bowl as her meal for dinner. Shirley sat down and snuggled right in to the chair that was perfect for her size and very comfortable. She picked up her fork and closed her eyes before tasting the spaghetti. She opened her eyes with a big smile. It tasted delicious. Within five minutes she had finished the smallest bowl and was suddenly feeling very tired. She went upstairs and went into what appeared to be a child’s room and layed down. She instantly fell asleep and did not wake up for many hours.

A few hours later, the Ferguson family arrived to a very drafty home. Papa Ferguson had planned long day with the family picking out new plants and fruit seeds for his garden. He wanted Baby Ferguson to have fresh fruit on his first day of school. Papa Ferguson wondered how the side window got unlocked and quickly closed it to not let any more cold air get into the house. The family went into the kitchen and saw that the lid to the spaghetti pot had been removed. With a puzzled look on their faces, they went into the dinning room and saw the Baby Ferguson’s spaghetti had been eaten up completely. Furious, Papa Ferguson growled to the top of his lungs and headed to his bedroom to call the police. Mama Ferguson followed him closely up the stairs trying to keep him calm. They passed Baby Ferguson’s room and saw Shirley sleeping peacefully. Papa went and charged at the young girl. Mama Ferguson jumped in front of his and said, “She’s only a child. Please let me wake her up and talk to her first before calling the police.” Papa Ferguson was upset but allowed his caring wife to talk to the curly headed girl first.

Mama Ferguson startled Shirley as she woke her up by shaking her on her shoulders. Shirley was scared and embarrassed. She has never been caught before and did not know what the family would do to her. Out of the kindness of her heart, Mama Ferguson began to speak to Shirley in a soft tone about how she had gotten in the house and why she broke into the house. Shirley began to weep and explained to Mama Ferguson why she was homeless and told her about her last adoptive mother, Ms. Hembocker. Mama Ferguson took Shirley into her arms and told her that everything would be ok with time. But she also told Shirley that living a life of stealing is no way to live for a young girl her age.

Mama Ferguson gave Shirley the option to go back to Child Protective Services or to live with the family. Shirley never wanted to go back to Child Protective Services because she knew that they would simply return her to her foster mother. Shirley asked to stay with the family. Mama Ferguson agreed but under one condition. Shirley would have to start seeing a psychiatrist in regards to her childhood and her depression. Shirley agreed and moving in with the Ferguson family changed her life forever. She still dealt with issues of depression and abandonment but she knew now knew that someone in this big cruel world truly loved her.