The Story of Star Wars, According to Elliot

Once upon a time there was a spaceship. r2d2 and c3po were in the spaceship. Darth Vader told the stormtroopers to surround them. The stormtroopers blasted in. They almost won. Two got out: R2D2 and C3PO.

They went out to a dry land. C3PO said "Let's go this way." R2D2 said "Let's go this way." They split apart. R2D2 went out to a cave. There were little monsters who captured robots; they brought R2D2 to a transporter.

C3PO said, "There's a transporter!" He found R2D2 back. They also found Luke. And Ben Kenobi.

They went to Luke's house. They got a message from Princess Leia. She needed Ben Kenobi.

Luke said, "Why did my father die?"

Ben Kenobi said, "Your father was a Jedi knight."

Luke said, "I want to be a Jedi knight." Just then someone called him. His aunt and his uncle. Ben Kenobi showed Luke something: a speeder. Luke went to a different place. It was very dry. There were bad guys. One had a big thing that hits you. C3PO broke one arm. Luke fell over. Just then, Ben Kenobi showed up.

Ben Kenobi showed Luke a different thing -- two different things -- a light saber and a Jedi helmet. They went with a speeder to where Darth Vader was. They said to the stormtroopers, "Just go along with your work." The speeder repeated it, "Just go along with your work."

Next they went to a restaurant where they met two other people: one person and one wookie. Han Solo and Chewbacca the Wookie. The stormtroopers tried to shoot them. Luckily, Han Solo had a space-fighter. They went out to space. They fought ships -- space-ships. Finally they won.

So what's your poem for Eva?

eva, for you i have a rime
i hope it's better than a dime
but by i've got to run
i am going to tun fun

What are six random things about your six-year-old life?

[The following is a list of random thoughts which Elliot provided as a response to being tagged by our friend Marco Pauws, according to the following "rules" of a kind of blogging chain letter: (1) Post the rules on your blog, (2) Write 6 random things about yourself, (3) Tag 6 people at the end of your post, and (4) If you're tagged, DO IT and pass on the tag].

• I saw the Sear's Tower.
• And I saw a sunset.
• I did a little bit of sewing (here in the Netherlands): Pants. For Monkey.
• I rode on the street with my bike.
• I saw kitties -- the ones at Oma's house in America.
• Once upon a time there was an alien. And he went out to the forest [Elliot took over the typing at this point] he wennt two a bush he sed wut a nise bush but he fel in hte bush the end

[No response was given to the question of further tagging and such. Sorry for whatever pain and heartache that might cause whomever chose to initiate the blogging chain letter challenge!]

Why did you want me to write down these songs for you?

For Mommy. Because then she can sing the song to Cor because he's special.

[So without further ado, here are Elliot's self-composed songs for Cor:]

The Special Song

You are special.
You are special,
even though you have a little mouth.

You are special.
You are special,
even though you have two little eyes.

You are special.
You are special,
even though you have a little nose.

You are special.
You are special,
even though you have little belly.

You are special.
You are special,
even though you have little hands and fingers.

You are special.
You are special,
even though you have two little legs...
and feet...and a little back.

You are special.
You are special.
You are special.
You are special.

And You are special.
You are special,
even though you have a little back of your head.

You are special.
You are special,
even though you have a little forehead.

You are special.
You are special,
even though you have a little neck.

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The Comfy Song

You are comfy.
You are comfy.
So you go to bed.

Comfy, comfy, comfy.

What do you think about your new baby brother?

I think that he is really sleepy. And that he likes baths… And, um… that he likes to be warm -- 'cause they’re out of the mommy’s belly, and in the mommy’s belly it’s nice and warm.

I like that he gets to have a baby burrito. There’s this blanket and then you lay the baby down in it and then you wrap the baby up in it and then he gets really warm.

And he likes poems. I think he does. And how about I tell you a poem right now?

Once there was an ant.
And the ant said, “No, what are you doing ant?"
And then the other ant came -- and bugs came --
And they wanted to eat the ants.
And the ants said, “No, you can’t come in here!"
And then a chopper came.
And then he wanted to kill them.
And then he went back and forth --
Back and forth, Back and forth --
And then they stopped.
And they said, “Oh no! No! It’s raining!”
And then they’re thinking
About their homes and their food.
And then they all jumped in their homes.
And they all got flooded out.
And that’s the end.

What did you learn how to do yesterday?

Ride my bike.

[What was it like?]

With two wheels. That was the first time! I got to ride it. I felt cool. Some of the time, my Dad holded me. And some of the times, I ride it on my own. I go really, really fast. It was even faster when I had just two wheels on. I biked down the street. And I rode my bike in the park.

I'm going to say something to Mommy: I am going to send a picture! I'm riding with myself -- that's the best picture!

What do you want to say about the dinosaur egg?

I got it from Wieke and Timo for my verjaardag feest [birthday party].

There was a little egg. And you put it in the water. And after a night, it starts to get a little bit of cracks. And it takes a couple of days for it to open. And that's the end.

What do you want to tell Aydan about art?

[Elliot's cousin Aydan has recently developed a webspace of his own, where he can display his artwork from school. And, to say the least, Elliot has been very impressed. But as an aspiring artist of his own accord, Elliot also wanted to reach out to his cousin on the level of creative collaboration. Thus, this post:]

Aydan, if you want to be an artist, you have to draw really good.

I am an artist, too! I like to do artist papers like, um... centers and reading. I like to draw people and animals, too. I've got three done actually. I got 3 poppen -- I mean, guy tekenings. Guy drawings, I mean. I think that's all.

What do you want to write about crocodiles?

Well, the crocodiles were so short that they almost ate the men in the boat. Seventy-fourteen years, a crocodile was too fast. The rowers were faster than the crocodile. First the crocodile went faster. The crocodile had a really fast super-hero boat. And he pushed it really fast. And it goes. The End.

What are you going to do for your birthday?

I don't know. It hasn't happened yet.

[What would you like to do?]

I would like a Superman cake. I'm going to have a Superman cake. Mommy is making it.

I'm going to go swimming with my friends: Tobias and Olivia and Dennis. D-e-n-n-i-s. Dennis is my friend.