Samples of Some Grade Four Speeches
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| My Life as a Twin | |
| Superstitions | |
| My Dog Carly | |
| My Big Sister | |
| My Grandparents' Journey |
My Life as a Twin By Annie C.
“Annie! Where is my pencil crayon?! You used my pink pencil crayon last night!
Where did you put it?! I liked that colour!” shouted my sister one day. Oh
brother. I rolled out of my bed. This is the life of having a sister. Not just
any sister, a twin sister named Bonnie. You probably think being a twin is super
or sometimes a bit weird. For me being a twin is mostly fun but sometimes
annoying. What do you think a life as a twin is like? Miss Berndl and fellow
classmates, I am here to tell you what it is really like to be a twin.
Sometimes being a twin is very handy. On April fool’s Day, I plan to pretend to
be Bonnie and Bonnie to be me. I always wanted to do my plan but I never did my
plan. Hmm… Maybe I’ll do my plan this year…
Anyways, back to my speech. As I already told you, being a twin is very handy.
But sometimes it is not handy at all. One of those things is that we have to
share almost everything! Firstly, we had to share one baby crib, secondly, we
had to share the same stroller, and thirdly we now have to share the same
ROOM!!!! I mean, sharing isn’t that bad, but it is bad enough if you have a
brother, (mainly my brother) who eats twice as much as you. Like if I have half
a doughnut and my sister gets the other half, my brother would get another whole
doughnut!!!!! (A lot of math.)
The most common question that we’ve been asked is, “Which kind of twin are you?
Identical or fraternal?” Well, we are not identical twins. We are fraternal
twins. Imagine us being… identical. That would be very creepy. I wouldn’t want
to be exactly the same as Bonnie. *shiver*. We don’t even have the same
personalities! Bonnie would always agree on everything, (well… sometimes) and I
would always argue. BIG… no HUGE difference. Plus, I would keep my side of the
room organized, while Bonnie cleans up later. (Like one hour later.) Bonnie
would eat more and I would eat less, so Bonnie gets a bit taller than me even
though I am 20 minutes older than her!!!! So, we are defiantly not identical!
And even if we were identical, every person in the world is different.
(Something I learned from my dad.)
I like being a twin. We get to share feelings, discuss on home work, and even
comfort each other. That is kinda the same as having a sister or a brother. So
being an only child is not as good as having older or younger sibling. Well…
sometimes. Sometimes I wish I was an only child. No arguing with big annoying
brother and not sharing with my sister. But then I would have no help from my
brother or sister. Oh no! So I think it is better off with my brother and sister
then doing bad in school.
Sometimes, I used to think being a twin is very annoying and the worst, but now,
now I think being a twin is not so bad at all. Hopefully, you learned a bit
about my life as a twin. Thank you.
Superstitions by Bonnie C.
Did you ever know if someone’s leg goes over your head you have to jump 3 times
and spit in the yucky toilet? If you believe in superstitions, it’s good for
you. (No bad luck.)
Miss Berndl and fellow classmates, today I’m going to tell you about a life of a
stressful, superstitious person and superstitious things.
From cool four-leaf clovers to 13 black vicious cats, almost anything is
possible if you believe in superstition. It almost all relies on good luck and
bad luck.
A lot of superstition depends on “wishful thinking.” The beginning of
superstition came from our ancestors. They began to use simple things like the
grateful saying, “knock on wood” gives you nice, clean good luck. Dreams and
magic…… these fantasy stuff usually depend on superstition.
Lots of people don’t believe in this “rubbish.” Only a few people do. From what
I learned in T.V. and books, some things can make you start thinking and doing
superstition. The most common things are fortune cookies and gypsies that read
crystal balls.
Well, I think those tricky fortune tellers just know about your life because
they look at you. I mean, if you just had spaghetti for lunch and splattered the
red stuff on your shirt then the fortune teller would notice it and say, “Oh!
You had spaghetti for lunch!” And wickedly thinks, “Oh, what a great life it is
just looking at people and talking to get lots of money. Hee! Hee! Hee!” And
you’d be surprised. Those people are so weird.
Those bright, cheerful yellow fortune cookies are sure yummy! There is a little
paper inside the bright cookie. That little paper usually says good luck, so
don’t worry. Far more better than those odd fortune tellers!
Let me talk about beautiful charms. Good luck charms. The most well-known charm
is the four-leaf clovers. They are those rich, green plants with four leaves on
them. They are very small. But they aren’t very common around here. Well, of
course “3” leaf clovers are very, extremely common. They grow everywhere in the
summer! But four-leaf, you can barely see them! Anyways, each of the leaves
stand for something. They stand for: “1 leaf for fame, 1 leaf for wealth. 1 leaf
for a faithful lover, And 1 leaf to bring glorious health, are all in a
four-leaf clover.
There is another nice charm that brings good luck too. A horseshoe. When you
hang a horseshoe in your house, some people think the “U” stands for a shape of
a new moon, which brings good fortune. But this part of town doesn’t have a lot
of horses. But I think those horseshoes are sure stinky. Pee-you!! They were on
horses’ feet! I think you can buy a clean horseshoe that horses are not going to
wear, though. If an iron horseshoe falls on your head, you will have bad luck.
Of course, if an iron horseshoe falls on your head, you might have surgery and
end up in a HOSPITAL!
Enough about the good luck. What about BAD luck? Like getting an F on a test,
not getting what you want, when life is not fair, the grumpy works. How about
black cats? Not just any number of those evil, black cats. 13 black cats. People
believed that those very black cats turned to witches. Ahh! Definitely not good
luck. And you know what? Black cats are a scary symbol of Halloween! So when you
are thinking of wearing a black cat costume, try to make 12 more people to be
black cats and scare people at Halloween.
The bad day. The bad number. When you put them together it is….. Friday the
13th! Almost everybody is aware of this day. But you probably wonder why this
day brings bad luck. Well, people believed that Friday was the day when Jesus
died, and following of the evening of the Last Supper with its 13 guests a t ht
e table. People sometimes follow superstitions on that day. Hmmph! Now they
listen to superstitions!
Remember, all these superstitions are probably not true. But few people go crazy
and believe in all of them. It is your choice to believe in these few of the
many superstitions from out there. Our ancestors are sure smart to think of
these. It is your choice to believe in the few of the many superstitions from
out there. (There are over 50!) Superstitious or not, nothing is right or wrong.
Thanks for listening to my speech.
My dog Carly By DJ
What kind of animal gets to sleeps in a bed, lay on the couch and ride in
the family car? If you guessed my dog Carly, then your right!
Ms. Berndl and fellow classmates, I’m going to talk a little about the breed of
a Labrador as well as my Labrador, Carly. Labradors came from Newfoundland – not
Labrador. Labs are known to be good natured and friendly dogs. They make good
pets. Labs are often used for guide and rescue dogs. Labs like to hunt and swim.
They’re not guard dogs although they do bark at people.
Carly has been a member of our family for 2 ½ years. My mom got Carly from
someone she works with whose dogs were having puppies. Carly’s mom was a blond
lab and her dad was a chocolate lab. Carly is a black lab. My mom insisted we
get a female dog because we already have four boys already in our family.
I remember when my mom first brought Carly home- she was so small you could pick
her up in one hand! It didn’t take long for her to grow though. You should see
her now- she weighs about 80 pounds. Carly, like other Labs, loves her food. She
needs lots of exercise to keep fit.
Carly loves to go for runs in the park. We often take her there and a ball to
throw. She also likes to meet her friends, Chaos and Kazzo in the school yard.
If you mention the word walk to Carly she’ll immediately go and get her leash
and she won’t leave you alone until you take her out. The worst thing about
walking Carly is you half to pick up her ‘mess’ (if you know what I mean!).
Carly can sometimes be a pain in the neck! She likes to take things from you
especially after school when you first walk in the door- she’ll take your hat,
mitts and anything else you may have in your hand. She won’t give it back until
you trade her for a cookie! As I mentioned earlier, Carly has a passion for
food. One time it was my brother’s birthday. My mom bought a big chocolate cake
and had left it in the kitchen in a box on the counter. We went out to run some
errands and when we got back we found the whole cake on the floor! Carly had
eaten the whole cake! We were very mad with her, but things got worst! Carly got
sick! If you didn’t know this before dogs should not have chocolate. It is like
poison to them. Carly got so sick we had to take her to the vet to get some
medicine. We were lucky she was alright. If you are looking for a great family
pet, I would highly recommend a Labrador retriever. The saying ‘mans’ best
friend is true especially when my dog Carly is concerned. She is a faithful
friend.
My Big Sister by Victoria
Hi! My name is Victoria and I am going to talk to you about my big sister
Melissa. Melissa is 16 and in grade 11. She is tall with long blond hair. She
tells everyone her hair is her crowning glory. She spends 2 hours every morning
in the bathroom fixing her hair and putting on her makeup, which is pretty bad
because no one can use the bathroom. Her hobbies are music, clothes, hair and
makeup. Oh and also she thinks she’s perfect not everyone agrees.
It all began 16 years ago on September 3 1986. Melissa came into this world
doing what she still does best screaming and crying. She weighed almost 9
pounds. My mom says she started walking at 11 months of age, and started talking
soon after. Some things never change she still talks a lot only now it’s mostly
on the phone or on the computer and mostly about herself.
When she was a little baby and even when she was a little girl my mom says she
was always a easy child except when she was 2 her favourite hobby was taking
eggs out of the fridge and smashing them on the ground, which always made her
laugh. My mom was not too happy but she did it anyways. My mom always kept her
hair nice and short it was easier to style but by the time she became a teenager
all that changed. Her hair was her hair and she wanted it long. That’s when the
long stays in the bathroom began. Around the same time was when she discovered
makeup. At first it started with sparkles and clear mascara then that turned
into what there is today. 20 coats of black mascara and lots of eye liner.
Then there was the problem of her clothes, the girl who was once happy dressing
like a tomboy suddenly decided that tight jeans and tight tops was the way to
go. Now today that is all she owns her closet is full with tons of clothes that
all look the same. Lets forget all about her closet and all about her clothes
and talk about her room which by the way is painted her favourite colour the
most horrible purple you have ever seen with pink hearts painted on the ceiling
and lots of glow in the dark stars. This room is something we don’t often have
to see because the door is usually shut with music blaring.
Being 16 years old she now has her G1 license which means her new goal in life
is to drive. You can imagine how happy my mom is about that. Now she wants to go
with my mom to practice driving. That is all fine but my mom is scared to death
that she will smash her new car. So far it seems to be going ok because she only
drives 10 kilometres an hour which is pretty slow. My mom says lets keep it that
way.
As I was saying at the beginning of my speech Melissa is in grade 11 and when
she finishes high school she wants to become a massage therapist. All this makes
my mom very happy because she loves having her practice on my moms back and
shoulders. My mom says she’s pretty good at it and with lots of practice she
should do quite well. Well that’s about all I can tell u about my big sister
Melissa even with all her weird habits I still love her and am glad she is my
sister.
Thank you for listening to my speech on my big sister Melissa.
My Grandparents' Journey by Chris
Hello! Judges, and students.
Have you ever thought about living without your parents and siblings for a long time? I know one person who didn’t see his family for over 50 years; my grandpa. Have you ever done something really brave, like you might see in a movie? I know someone who has; my grandma. So are you getting any idea of what my speech is about? It’s about my grandparent’s journey.
First, let me tell you a little bit about them and their country. Both of them were born in North Korea; my grandpa in 1933,and my grandma in 1939. Before World War Two, the two countries were a single country named Korea. Then they split and became North and South Korea. In South Korea, where I come from, life is better and the people have freedom. I’m going to tell you about the journey my grandparents had, escaping from the Korean War, from North Korea to South Korea.
My grandpa was nearly killed escaping from the war. In North Korea, they were forcing all the young men into the army. So he had to run away without his family, leaving behind his mother and his sister. My grandpa thought he would see them again after a few weeks or months, but he didn’t see them again for more than 50 years. I know that his mother passed away but I really want to meet his sister. I feel very sorry for my grandpa.
My grandma, as I told you before, did something that I saw in a movie. She escaped from North Korea along with her mother, her two sisters and her brother. It was a really dangerous trip, because they had to climb up on a train that was going to South Korea and ride on the top! At the time, my grandma was only 10 years old, the weather was minus 20 degrees, and it was snowing. They had to be sit very carefully for the entire trip, to be sure that they didn’t fall off, and every time they came to a tunnel, they had to duck down very low. Isn’t that so dangerous? I think they were all very, very brave! I wouldn’t do it even if they gave me a million dollars!
Do you know why they did these dangerous things? There’s only one reason. It’s because they wanted freedom. Canada is a free country. We have freedom. There are many people in the world who do not have freedom. We need to think about that, and give thanks for the freedom we have. I’m very proud of my grandparents and I hope they will be safe forever.
–Thank You-
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