Whenever I talk about family history software, I like to mention the fact that stories are one of the best familial and ancestral artifacts to be passed from one generation to the next. It is great when such programs can support such stories, whether it be family tree software or even in family tree diagram. In my previous post, I introduced the start of a story written by my adolescent son. It is a story that his children and grandchildren will be most interested in reading when he is old or passed on. Below continues his story in part 2.

The werewolf pack leader leaped and took Gavin down with both paws. The werewolf pinned Gavin down and howled victoriously. Gavin heard Freeze yell out in pain and suddenly Gavin felt angry. Gavin’s eyes glowed bright green and he shouted out as he thrust his staff forward with his free hand. A jet of energy light shot out into the werewolf’s chest and the werewolf flew backward into a tree, paralyzed. Gavin jumped up and shot energy from his staff plowing through the werewolves. The rest of the pack realized they didn’t stand a chance and ran off defeated. Gavin fell to the ground exhausted and awed by his new power. He had never done magic as powerful and refined as this! Gavin walked over to Freeze and knelt down. He reached for his pack and rummaged through it looking for a medical healing pack. He remembered he left it at home. Gavin slapped his fore head, he needed help fast, but he couldn’t leave his hurt dragon here. The werewolves might come back or some other creatures. That’s when the wizard stepped out of the shadows. “You have great magical power”, the Wizard said slowly. He knelt down to Freeze and pulled a red cloth out of his cloak and put it against the dragon’s wounds.

Gavin still remembered that memory as translucent as water from a few weeks ago. Gavin was twelve years old with red hair and blue eyes. He was average height and a fast runner. They reached the Wizards tower and Freeze dropped to the ground softly a few feet away from the door. Gavin walked up to the door and knocked softly. No answer but Gavin remembered from his last visit that the Wizard hated people knocking more than once. They waited for about thirty minutes before Gavin realized the door was unlocked. He opened the door slowly and peered inside. It was unusually quiet inside his tower. Last time Gavin came it was full of the sound of magic at work. Here it was very quiet and he couldn’t see any lights on. Gavin stepped inside and saw something lying on a table.

An simple techniqe to encourage your little ones to participate in family history is to have them write for things they want. It doesn’t even require family tree software for them to do it. The easiest thing for young ones to write about is simply about what occurred to them that day or that week, or what things they are highly anticipating. Both of these things make for a great family record. What follows below will serve as an example for you because it is actually written by my tweenage son, and is part two in this series.

My mom said they would probably be here in maybe ten to fifteen minutes. My sister went upstairs to grab her jacket because it was kind of cold that day. We went outside and walked around the bushes for a minute. She wanted to hide behind the house in the rocks and I told her it would give us away if she was walking on the rocks.

We got into an argument and I told her just to go inside. She went inside and I kept waiting. They came a few minutes later and they drove up onto the drive way. As they got out I saw my cousin Joey walk over to the bush and crane his neck but then he turned back and headed towards the door. I realized he had probably seen me and I decided it wouldn’t work.

I asked him if he had seen me and he said he had seen something move in the bush. We went inside my house and my Aunt said our house looked great. My Aunt and cousin Joey had not seen my house since they helped us move in. My Aunt said she had her kids waiting in the car so she left. I decided to show Peter and Joey one of my favorite computer games called Roblox first. I got onto my account and showed them my place for my character and the other games you could play. Then I showed them how the currency worked on the game. We decided to watch my sisters and dad play on the Wii. I asked they Peter and Joey if they wanted to go shoot my airsoft gun outside. They said sure and we went upstairs to grab my airsoft shotgun. We went downstairs and outside into the backyard. We decided we each get 4 shots a turn at the card board target. We shot my airsoft gun for a little bit and then on Peter’s second turn we ran out of ammo. I told them I had a pack of two-thousand BBs some where in my room although it was probably closer to fifteen hundred because I had shot a bunch of ammo.

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In this final segment of this series of blog posts on family tree software I am showcasing portions of an amateur novel crafted and written by my pre-teen son, who is an big reader. It would be great if family tree software could encourage such stories. Without further ado, here is part nine:

Colton had always been a little afraid of Gavin and had respected him more after that. Whenever Colton went to far Gavin just glared at him and Colton would stop. Gavin walked into the kitchen and found Amelia cooking. Beatrice was helping her and they looked over at him as he came in.

“How was your lesson with the Wizard?” Amelia asked.
“Well I learned a bit of basic air magic,” he replied.
“That sounds interesting,” She said, Amelia had never really paid any attention or interest in magic.
“Did the Wizard tell you he’s a vampire?” Beatrice asked. Beatrice had always listened to the castle rumors especially when it pertained to the Wizard. Beatrice had also always asked Gavin questions about the Wizard. Gavin always replied no to her somewhat silly questions.
“No, he’s not a vampire. What are we having for supper Amelia?”
“Well I planned on baking some chicken pies but I can’t seem to find Colton to send him to get flour,” She said stirring the pot with a wooden ladle. Gavin knew he was playing in the forest with his friends.
“I’ll go get it for you Amelia,” Gavin asked.
“No I’ve already started making soup so we will have to have that tomorrow.” Gavin went out of the kitchen and headed towards his room. He walked into the room. His room was very small. Gavin only had room for his bed and a wooden box for his spare clothing. Gavin changed out of his dirty clothes. He walked back down the hall and into the kitchen where Amelia was serving the hot soup. Gavin sat down next to Beatrice. He scooped up soup wit ha wooden spoon into his mouth. His eyes watered when he realized it was still burning hot. He could taste chunks of smooth potatoes and soft cooked carrots. He gnawed on delicious chicken and then took another spoonful out of his bowl. He had always enjoyed Amelia’s cooking. On his last spoonful he heard the front door open with a creak and then slam shut. Colton stepped into the kitchen. He was covered with cuts and scratches and he had a black eye.
“What happened to you?” Amelia asked with a surprised look on her face.
“I hate my friends,” was all Colton said. He walked down the hall with a slight limp.
“Honestly the things that boy does…” Amelia trailed off. Gavin set his bowl down by the cooking pot and strapped his short sword onto his belt.

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To continue this series of blog posts on family tree software I am presenting segments of an amateur novel invented and written by my pre-teen son, who is an avid reader. I am trying to demonstrate the point that ancestry legacies do not have to wait for people to get old and pass on. No, you can get your children writing stories that will make for great memoirs later. It would be nice if family tree software could encourage such stories. Without further ado, here is part eight:

Gavin saw the man aim his cross bow with a long, thin arrow pointed up at them. Gavin readied his magic and hoped he could do this. The man fired the arrow with a clunk and Gavin used all his force to stop the arrow from hitting them. The arrow froze in mid air right in front of them almost beautifully. The man in the black cloak stared at it for a second. Then the arrow shattered. Gavin still had things to learn. Freeze sped away leaving the man in the black cloak behind them.

“I see the Wizard has been teaching you magic,” Freeze said as they landed in front of Gavin’s cottage.
“Yes, and it probably saved us back there,” Gavin replied without staring at Freeze. Gavin told Freeze good night and walked towards the house. Freeze trotted over to the stables where his room was. Gavin stepped inside and was greeted by a hug from his little cousin Sally.
“You bring candy?” Sally said hopefully. Gavin smiled down at his baby cousin.
“No I went to see the big Wizard,” Gavin said. Sally frowned and waddled off towards the kitchen. Gavin lived with his Aunt and cousins since he was an orphan. His father was a sailor and had fought in many battles as a warrior before his ship had gotten lost at sea. His mother had gotten sick with grief and had quit eating. His mother left Gavin and her family to go on a search for his father. She left without telling anybody but she left a note to say where she had gone and that her sister Amelia was to take care of Gavin. Amelia was always kind to Gavin and his uncle had shown him how to hunt when Gavin was a young boy. His uncle William has passed away after he became ill. Gavin had three cousins, the oldest Colton, the second oldest Beatrice, and the youngest Sally. Colton had always fought with Gavin and had always wanted to out do him. Gavin had tolerated this at first but eventually got sick of it and he had once tackled Colton to the ground and hit him twice. Gavin was a couple years older than Colton and had more of the advantage.

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In this series of blog posts on family history software I am and written by my pre-teen son, who is a voracious reader. I am trying to illustrate the point that ancestry legacies do not have to wait for people to get old and pass on. No, you can get your children writing stories that will make for great memoirs later. It would be nice if family tree software could encourage such stories. Without further ado, here is part seven:

“Flying long distances makes me tired,” Freeze replied simply. Freeze ran forward and started to flap his wings. He leapt off the ground like a cat and turned around towards the direction of Gavin’s house. He started to pick up speed and Gavin heard the wind whistling through his ears. Gavin slumped forward with a sigh. He always forgot magic makes him tired. But today was a long day, the hunt this morning had taken almost four hours. Gavin turned his head and looked back. The Wizard’s tower was becoming smaller in the distance, a black dot now. Suddenly Freeze curved sharply and Gavin heard something whistle by. “Someone is shooting at us!” Freeze bellowed. Probably some fool trying to make a living off of dragon skin. Probably.

“Go lower, right above the trees!” Gavin yelled against the wind. Freeze swooped lower when Gavin heard a clink. Freeze ducked as another arrow went whistling by. That does not sound like a bow, it is probably a crossbow. Freeze was right above the tree tops now. Gavin heard rustling in the forest and then galloping. Gavin looked down and saw their attacker. He was wearing a black cloak that was covering his face. He was riding a black, huge horse. Gavin saw the glint of silver and he fell forward onto his stomach. He heard the familiar whistle of an arrow. That could have been his neck. This man was a skilled archer, the only reason they hadn’t been hit was Freeze’s quick reaction and speed. They couldn’t keep this up forever. It was time to go onto the offense side.

“Freeze dive into him! We can’t keep dodging these arrows,” he yelled. Freeze drifted for exactly one second, and then he dived. It was such a sharp dive with such force Gavin almost fell of him. Luckily Gavin had squeezed his knees right as Freeze dived. Freeze shot down with the speed of a peregrine falcon into their attacker. Gavin ducked down against the wind. Freeze turned up sharply as his claws dangled down towards the man. This man though was no ordinary man. He fell flat onto his horse with Freeze missing him by inches. He twisted and was now lying on his backshifted and was now laying down on his back.

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