My apologies for being out today. This should be my last absence for quite a while.
However, I know that you are all well-prepared on what is expected of you today.
Period 1:
Work on your sonnets
Period 3:
Work on your debate
Period 5:
Work on your research paper
Period 6:
All Quiet on the Western Front quiz
Read Hemingway's short story and discuss it
Today's thought...
"We know what a person thinks not when he tells us what he thinks, but by his actions." - Isaac Bashevis Singer
What do you think? Do you agree?
See you all tomorrow and I hope you have a great day.
Mrs. Tyler
2 comments:
Shall I compare the to a piece of grass.
Thou art more lovely then the dirt under.
Rough winds can not blow you into the arise
And the months ahead might be of plunder.
Someone can cut you and shred everyday
And most often will be walked over
Then everyday you can grow upward.
Growing the way towards the sun up there.
In the fall months you start to quiver
And makes your greenness fade into Brownness.
In the end of fall you start to shiver.
Snow falls upon you bringing you darkness
Eventually spring will come again.
Having your growing starting to begin.
Shall I compare the to a piece of grass.
Thou art more lovely then the dirt under.
Rough winds can not blow you into the arise
And the months ahead might be of plunder.
Someone can cut you and shred everyday
And most often will be walked over
Then everyday you can grow upward.
Growing the way towards the sun up there.
In the fall months you start to quiver
And makes your greenness fade into Brownness.
In the end of fall you start to shiver.
Snow falls upon you bringing you darkness
Eventually spring will come again.
Having your growing starting to begin.
The world can be show as a grain of sand.
The seas can either destroy or create.
A newborn turtle can find the sound.
Even though it’s journey is long and great.
When you move beyond our solar system,
You look back and it be a diamond.
It shimmers as though it was in rhythm.
Sitting on a distant planets sea side,
You look up and wonder it is strange.
When you wonder and think what is up there.
You try to look for Earth through the black range,
Wondering what you can do from your chair.
You find it and set the journey back home,
Then start off into the great big unknown.
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