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After we read To Kill A Mockingbird, we were assigned to create a project. We were asked to choose a theme and find three quotes that go with it. Once we found our three quotes we were to explain what was going on in the scene, and why it goes with the theme you chose. I created a website using Weebly. My website was very easy to create. This project helped me understand the story and understand the importance of it.
The password to access my website is: pirates
Coming of Age
In the book To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee, I looked specifically for examples that showed maturity among the characters. As the characters grow older, they start learning what’s important in life. For example, when Ms.Dubose is philippic towards Atticus, Jem thrashes her garden. Later, Jem is starting to learn the rudiments of his family values, and he is willing to defend them. Another example of maturity is that Jem and Scout barely think about Boo Radley anymore. Forgetting about Boo Radley means they have more important situations going on in their lives, like the court case Atticus is going to be in. In conclusion, as these kids grow older, they are learning more about the way people are in their society and becoming closer with their father, rather than being aloof. Atticus was very distant with his kids, but as they mature they are starting to come together as a family.
The purpose of this website is to show our writing that we have worked so hard on. I think this was a fun experience, and I hope to continue working on here. I found that posting our work on here was difficult, but I did well with being patient. I think this is a great website for anyone to use. Please feel free to say what’s on your mind by adding a comment.
In class we created a Glogster. A Glogster is a website where you can make your own online poster. With this website, we created a Poetry-Glogster. I thought it was a fun way to post our poems and create images to match it. I was able to be creative, I think I did well on that part. Trying to fit everything on a small poster was difficult.
After reading A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens, we were introduced to a project that we weren’t familiar with. We were allowed to choose any way to let our teacher know we understood the book. I decided to draw pictures and write summaries for each stave. Working with a partner, isn’t always easy but I thought my partner and I worked well on communicating with each other. I learned how to share the responsibility of the work with my partner. I really enjoyed being able to have options on how I would like to present A Christmas Carol.
A couple weeks ago we were given the book A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens to read. Before we started reading this book, we had a Dicken’s Sentence assignment to complete. Dicken’s Sentence assignment was when we copied a paragraph of his but changed some of the words to create our own story. It wasn’t easy writing this because I was not familiar with the language that was used a long time ago. I thought I did well when it came to creating my own story out of his. Along the way, I learned about the definition of their vocabulary that is rarely used now. I had fun interpreting his words into my own.
Rush of Shoppers
In came the crazy shoppers with their wallets out, and went straight to the sales, and made a mess like millions of birds fighting over food, and their loud voices bounced off the white walls. In came the manager, one strict snobby lady. In came the children, cranky and tired. In came the young girls whose eyes grew big as they looked at the dresses. In came the young workers waiting for their money. In came a busy mother, with her daughter, the spoiled princess. In came the girl with her boyfriend, who wanted to buy new shoes. In came the wealthiest lady from paris, who was known for having more than one husband; trying not to be the center of attention pulls her shades down, who was very mysterious. In they all came, all in a rush, some beautiful, some mean,some shy, some greedy, some generous, some pushing, some shoving; in they all came, wether they had enough time or not.
This I Believe was a writing project that was much different from our usual writing. We had to find words that described ourselves and write a story of why or how this word has had impact on our lives. I chose one, powerful story that I think I went beyond my goal and expectations. This I Believe was a project that I found was difficult to write about because I really had to describe how I was feeling in the situation I was put in to. I learned how to replace meaningless words with powerful words. In the end, I found that this project taught me much more than I thought it would.
This I Believe
I am in my quiet room, putting all my homework away and getting ready for bed. I decideto go on to Facebook and chat with a
few of my friends to see how they’ve been. I hop up onto my big fluffy flower bed and sign into my Facebook account. I know I won’t be on for longknowing I have school the next day.I look at my Facebook page. It says one unread message. I open the letter, and my heart drops.It is a nasty letter I wish I never read. It isfrom a girl I haven't talked to for about three years, which surprises me that she would send me anything. The message is filled with inappropriate things that I will never repeat. Tears begin to fill my eyes. I start feeling angry like an innocent person being accused of a crime. I know that I didn't do anything at all, except respect the person who she had become. She knows how much this will hurt me, yet she is still living in the past. She is surrounded by so many insecurities and grudges, that she will do and say anything possible to make me feel as bad as she does. I have had enough of these hateful messages. I try telling the girls to stop, but they justlaugh and say “This is great!” They are the mean-insecure-jealousy type of girls. After I readthat, I have a ton of other disrespectful messages from other girls. The one that really gets to me,and still does to this day, isa girl that I have never met before from Santa Catalina school.She describes how stupid I am, and without make up I am hideous. Insecurity is written all over her. She says how I look like a drag queen. Jealousy, swells up in her. The tears begin to fall; my body fills with sadness and confusion. Insecurity changes who people are. Jealousy, one of the worst of many sins. I turn into a lion ready to attack. The first thing I want to do is fightback and tell them how ugly and stupid they are, but I am better than that. I think to myself, anyone who is willing to spend time writing something terrible to someone they don’t even know must be a person who is unhappy with their own life and wants to ruin others. I sit up on my fluffy flower bed, shut off my computer, and fall asleep to the sweet sound of a nepenthe. I remember my favorite quote: “People who matter, don’t mind. People who mind, don’t matter.” Throughout these years, I have built up so much confidencein myself that it doesn’t matter to me what other people think about me. What’s important is what I think of myself. No one else matters.
In the beginning of the year, we got to write sonnets. Sonnets are types of poems that have certain patterns. I enjoyed being able to learn something different and neat when it comes to writing poems. Personally, I thought remembering the pattern was the most difficult for me. I thought I did a good job on using strong, descriptive words. Learning how to make sonnets’ has taught me how to think differently and make me become a better writer.
I walk on to the beach and sit down.
I barry my toes in the hot sand.
I look straight ahead and frown.
I watch the waves and see dry land.
I sit alone and fill with peace.
I get up,brush the sand off, and stand.
I turn around and tears release.
I feel the ocean breeze and feel grand.
The wind blows and i feel cold.
Feeling the hot sun, I hide my face.
I think of memories and feel old.
I began to miss a special place.
Remembering old times is sad.
I am tired of feeling bad.
Photo Story was a project based on our summer reading book Whirligig by Paul Fleischman. We had to summarize the main points in the book. I worked in a group with two other people that did an excellent job. We learned how to work as a team. Finding the right images to go with each summary was difficult, but I thought I did very well. The most difficult thing that I went through was working with the program Photo Story. Photo Story did not cooperate well some of the time. The positive effect of this project though was being able to understand the message of the story.