Sniff the detective catches the robber. Joyce writes a good story. The man who planted trees. Black beauty. Flying to the zoo. F. Scott fitzgerald. Sniff is a very smart detective who thinks with his head and smells with his nose. He helps find bad people and missed things. One day sniff got a phone call. It was chief hound. Joyce had to write a story for school. She thought and a lot but she didn’t know what to write about. “why don’t you write about a boy and his toys? ” asked her brother. Joyce disagreed. She really wanted to do better. Joyce’s sister, who liked singing a lot, said. About forty years ago i was taking a long trip on foot over mountain heights quite unknown to tourists. All around was barren and colorless land. Nothing grew there but wild lavender. After five hours’ walking i had still not found water. All about me was the same dryness, the same coarse grasses. I saw in the distance a small black silhouette. It was a shepherd. Thirty sheep were lying about him on the baking earth. He gave me a drink and took me to his cottage on the plain. I felt peace in the presence of this man. Black beauty spent first few years running free in a meadow. His mother taught him that people were his friends. When black beauty was four years old his master decided to break him in. As it is well documented, francis scott fitzgerald wrote almost exclusively about himself, his wife zelda and the people with whom he was intimate. Therefore, major facts of his life could be help¬ful for a better understanding of his works. Fitzgerald was born in a conventional middle-western irish family. He was des¬tined to become his mother's single hope and the centre of her affection and fears since she had lost two other children (both girls) not long ago.