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The Sandcastle contest

Mathew’s father stood in the driveway and said “I think we are all ready to go! Let’s make sure everything is here. Do we have the bicycles?” “Yes!”

“Do we have the food?”

“Yes!”

“Do we have the boat?”

“Yes!”

“Do we have everything?”

“No!” yelled Mathew.

“No?” said his dad.

“No!” said Mathew, “we don’t have a dog.”

“Dog?” said his dad, “we Don’t even own a dog!”

“I know” said Mathew, “now would be a good time to get a dog.”

“No dog” said his dad, “now do we have everything?”

“No!” yelled Mathew, “We don’t have my sandbox.”

“Mathew” said his mom, “we can’t bring the sandbox, but the first place we camp will have a nice beach, and you will have lots of sand to play with.” “Well” said Mathew, “Okay!”

So they drove and drove and drove and drove and drove until they came to a place to camp. Mathew jumped out of the van and ran to the beach. He came to a girl making a small sandcastle, and a big sand dog. She said “hi, my name is Kalita and I’m going to win the sandcastle contest!” “Wow!” said Mathew, “I am going to build a sandcastle too, what can I win?”

“You can win a bathtub full of ice cream!” said Kalita.

“All right!” said Mathew.

So Mathew made a house with doors and windows and roof. He dug out the inside of the house, so it had rooms just like real house. He made sand tables and chairs and beds and a TV that had a sand show on it.

When Mathew was almost done, Kalita came over to look at his house. She had her sand dog on a leash. “Nice sand house” said Kalita. “Really Really nice sand dog” said Mathew.

A judge came by and said “get this house out of here! Who put this house on the beach?” “This is my sand house” said Mathew, “I made it for the sand contest.”

“Ha!” said the judge, “I know a real house when I see one, and there are no real houses allowed on the beach!” Then he went inside and sat on a sand chair and watched a sand show on tv.

Another judge came by and said “get this house out of here! Who put this house on the beach?” “This is my sand house” said Mathew, “I made it for the sand contest.”

“Ha!” said the judge, “I know a real house when I see one, and there are no real houses allowed on the beach!” She went into the bedroom and looked at the sand bed, she went into the kitchen, opened refrigerator, and looked at the sand apples and the sand celery and the sand cartons of milk. Then she said “little boy, you’ve got to get this house off the beach.” “This is my sand house” said Mathew, “And I’m going to prove it.” “Ha!” said the judges.

So Mathew went outside and kicked the sand house right beside the door, it all turned back into an enormous pile of sand and fell on the judges. “Help!” yelled the judges, and everyone came running and dug them out.

When the judges were finally out from under the sand, they yelled “Mathew wins! His sand house was so good that we thought it was a real house.” “Mathew wins” everyone yelled, and they gave him a bathtub full of ice cream.

Mathew started eating the ice cream and he said to Kalita “want to help me eat this?” “Yes” said Kalita.

While they were eating the ice cream, Mathew said “How come you didn’t tell everybody that your dog is sand? I bet you would have won with a sand dog!” “Well” said Kalita, “This is sandy, my sand dog, and I am going to take him camping and feed him ice cream every day, and he is going to be my pet, and I am never going to turn him back to sand.” “Wow!” said Mathew, “I wish I had thought of that. Can you show me how to make one?” “No problem.” Said Kalita.

And mathew’s mom and dad were so happy with mathew’s amazing sand dog that they decided to take it camping.