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The vinegar By Raghav *beep boop nope name* The vinegar was too sharp. It tasted like my tongue was being filled with metallic flavor. Ick. I voiced this to the chef, and they apologized. It was hard to pull of a vinegar dish, but the challenge was still failed. They would be eliminated. Actually, it is possible that since it was such a original idea, and how close they came to pulling it off, i’ll let them stay. Good job, team Clayton. Farewell, Ladue.

“Teddy!” 100 Word Cha llenge By: Raghav {last name redacted} Bouncing Bouncing everywhere. I’m being jostled as the thief carries me away. He wasn’t much. Just a scrawny ten year old, needing a friend. Suddenly, a shout. “NO ONE TAKES MY TEDDY!” A 5 year old child darts towards the boy. Simon. The decade old thief panics and drops me. For a second, it’s a moist concrete floor, but then I’m swooped up by someone’s hands. Out of the corner of my marble eyes, I see the thief. He’s crying. Suddenly, Simon hugs him. The thief looks up, and he returns the hug. That day, I found a new friend.

The Man With The Burning Gloves 100 WC By: Raghav {last name redacted} Of course Cameron had to make us go to the house in the hill. It’s rumored to be filled with demons, ghosts, all types of evil. But curiosity is going to kill Cameron and I, although he believes we might not die. We walk into the house, and I grab a frying pan. It’s to soothe my fears, it's grip in my hand. Suddenly, Cameron tries to play a piano. It was completely out of tune , oh no. This is what the legend speaks of. Suddenly, there is a man with burning gloves. Wait, the pan... WHAM!

100 word challenge: Flickering Lights By: Raghav *last name redacted* It was a normal day. We were in the art studio, and boy, we were pumping work out. Simon and Cameron were building a odd black egg in Sculpture, Casey was busy showing off her “Gold and velvet fringed dress”, and I was painting. Suddenly, in what seemed like moments, we had to start cleaning up. As soon as I went to wash my hands, the lights start to flicker. The intercom crackled: “Intruder...lock...armed...west entrance...coming to office” A bang came through the intercom. We waited to hear anything, but there was silence. A horrible, terrifying silence.

The Different Types of Humor Being humorous is a important thing for many people, as it makes you much more likeable. But it takes skill to crack the correct quip at a good timing. There are good jokes, great jokes, bad jokes, etc. The first type of humor we will explore is the worst: bad humor. Some people are horrible comedians, who make clichéd jokes, or stupid puns. You don’t want to be these people, since they are not very humorous. The second type is better: horrible humor. Now, you might be asking, “Why? That’s just worse!”. The reason is that people (like myself) like to make such horrible jokes that it’s actually funny. The final kind of humor is: Good humor! People who use this type of humor make jokes about the present, past, and future smoothly. This type of humor is the funniest and is recommended for people. I hope this gives you some insight onto humor in general, and what to avoid and what your goals should be.

What Is Disastrous News? You might be wondering: "Hmmm... I've read Disastrous News Articles. What is it, really?" Well, we're glad you asked! Disastrous News is a news magazine with reporters such as Andrew (last name confidential), or the writer of this article, Raghav(last name co- ah, forget it). But what is it really? Disastrous News Articles are about a.  Disastrous events with decent reporting, b.  Disastrous events disastrously reported. c.  Regular events with disastrous reporting, or d.  Regular events with decent reporting. Our reporters write local news articles for Glenridge Elementary, not-so-local articles that talk about nationwide issues, or even global problems, and more. We hope that this article provides quality information on what Disastrous News is.

Raghav, a random 10 year old whose blog you are reading, cannot speak to you right now, so I have to. I’m pretty sure he’s on a business tr- wait a minute... *phone ringing* Hello, um, what are you doing right now? *indistinct mumbling* Oh come on-  *more mumbles* Ugh, fine. He says he’s too lazy. Amazing. Absolutely amazing. What a lazybum  *loud indistinct shouting*   Oh fine. Anyways, Raghav loves reading, gaming(preferably Minecraft), and annoying his sister. He wants to go to MIT and do biotechnology because he loves that kind of weird stuff. He's from New York Go YANKEES WOOOOO. He's written If I were in Charge of the World, Winds,a school-wide favorite Fun Bun, and more! … And he likes writing author’s bios like a story. Peace out.