Period 1:
Vocabulary quiz
Finish Hamlet Act I, begin Act II
Independent reading
Journal check - Next Journal check Tuesday
Period 2:
Vocabulary quiz
Introduce Literature Circles
Select books
Period 3:
Our Town work
Period 5:
Publish or Perish
Conferences in Jekyll & Hyde
Thought for the day...
I am not a quitter. I will fight until I drop. It is just a matter of having some faith in the fact that as long as you are able to draw breath in the universe, you have a chance.
— Cicely Tyson
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I stared out the window in the back wishing I could just move away. From all the drama and pains of high school. But, I knew that my dream of running away from everything wasn't very achievable or realistic. Everywhere you go, there's going to be drama and pain. That's life.
It's spring
A mouth reaching to the ears that lay softly on the side of his head. Eyes squinted with tears dropping. Wrinkles stretching over bright blue eyes. With a belly so big it bounces with every giggle. Laughter echoing throughout the house.
Ugh!!! I hate having sunburn on my face!" I moaned as I looked in the mirror. It's horrible! I can't smile or laugh because it hurts so bad.
From one side of my face to the other, right underneath my eyes and on the top of my nose was this giant beat red line. I could feel the sting every time my face moved. I could tell my day was going to be bad. I grabbed some aloe to help ease the pain of the burn and left for school.
Shopping Spree (to the tune of 'Island in the Sun' by Weezer)
By Lauren Simano
Shop shop
Shop shop
Shop shop
Shop shop
When you're on a shopping spree,
You will spend all your money
On new shoes, bags and clothes,
What the bill is, no one knows.
When you're going through the mall
With so many bags you will fall
But who cares, 'cause you're decked out
In fabulous new clothes.
Shop shop
Shop shop
In the first cute boutique
You find so many things are neat.
You have too many things to try,
And everything you want to buy.
When you're going though the mall
With so many bags you will fall
But who cares, 'cause you're decked out
In fabulous new clothes.
We'll go to American Eagle,
Then go into Fred Segal,
We'll go to every single store!
Shop shop
Shop shop
Shop shop
When you're going though the mall
With so many bags you will fall
But who cares, 'cause you're decked out
In fabulous new clothes.
We'll go to American Eagle,
Then go into Fred Segal,
We'll go to every single store!
Shop shop
We'll have so many bills to pay.
Oh no.
We'll have so many bill to pay.
Oh no.
Oh no.
Happiness
A big smile on your face. so big your eyes are squinting and you can no longer see a trace of boredom, sadness, anger, a black stair, or any other emotion. you start getting wrinkles around your eyes and your dimples are showing.
this is what came out of one of this week's prompts, the one about the 7 things.
Hotaru sat at the storefront, kneeling in front of the door and fiddling with the lock. finally, it popped open and she went inside, lifting her empty canvas bag up. she strolled the aisles of the grocery store where she used to work, pulling things off the shelves and placing them in the bag. when it was full, she strolled out into the city streets. placing the bag in the passenger's seat of her car, she plugged her Zune into the stereo and set it to Gorillaz, then drove away, the music echoing down the empty buildings and alleys.
Post apocalyptic earth, year 2015. Hotaru Nishizawa, age 18, former star of the track team, ising musical talent, straight-A student, and shelf-stocker and the local Food Mart, turned petty theif. Also the cause for the destruction of mankind.
"Yeah, that's what I've heard. I mean just ask him if you like him so much. I mean everyone knows that you are totally goofy for him and you should ask him to that big shindig at the swanky hotel," Katherine said.
"Ahh, he's the bees knees, the big cheese, I mean he is just so spiffy." Cornelia pleaded as if Katherine was arguing.
"He is just so swell, I mean how can you not be goofy about him?"
"Trust me, there are plenty of reasons why...He's just not a bad boy and I like bad boys."
Addie Harriet burst through the door crying tears of joy.
"I got the contract, I am the newest silent film star."
Yeah here's a hand written page of my new story. Wind of the Twilight.
Part 3: Tales of Wind and Darkness
Joshua woke the next morning, a smell of smoke infiltrated the air. The smell was not that of smoke from a fire, but that of food, someone was cooking recently. Soon the smell of freshly sqeezed orange juice filed the air.
"I can see you are awake," the now familar voice of Amanda greeted him. While he was still on his back. "Foods compliments of room service. Cheese covered eggs. Hope you don't mind."
Joshua didn't mind the food, in fact this was his favorite thing to eat in the morning. He never can prepare the food himself, food preparation was something that Joshua was not good at. Since he almost burnt down the house on a good number of occasions.
I didn't know that today would be the beginning of a horrible year. My boyfriend Eric, who's 18 enlisted in the army, about tow weeks ago, and we've been waiting for the news of when he was being shipped to basic training.
Everyday since he told me about enlisting, I've been praying that today was not the day, that I would have to say goodbye for three very long and lonely months.
The day started out with seventy degree temperatures, with it climbing higher and higher. Today Eric and I were supposed to go to our favorite place in the whole town to have a picnic and a nice leisurely swim. But what I didn't know was that today was the day I had to say goodbye, for three very long and lonely months.
It was a normal day in Ms. Tyler’s creative writing class. Everyone came in, took their seats, and started writing to the prompt of “A 10 Minute Story.” After a few minutes of writing, strange things started to happen. Whatever was written onto paper came alive out of everyone’s notebooks. Out of the back corner came a girl that looked like she had been through a lot. From the other side of the room came a murderous character that proceeded to pull out a gun and fire off shots at the girl from the other corner. Then came a big castle from someone else and the fight moved into that castle. A rock band was playing in the middle of the floor. A dramatic tune was being played by them, adding to the effect of the battle. A few frogs were hopping along outside of the caste, continuing with their own story. Back inside the castle, the gun battle was still raging on. The girl and the murderous man with the gun were in a kitchen. Shots were going off everywhere. Suddenly, the girl trips. Her enemy darted out from behind a stove and stood directly over her. Just as he was about to finish her, Ms. Tyler’s voice rang out “Ok, pencils down and headphones out.” When the last word came out of her mouth, everything started to vanish as pens and pencils were removed from the paper. The story continued only as long as people wrote so now no one will know how the story ended.
This is just a paragraph from my
story "Completely in Love"
When they came back they had news that was great for them, but apparently it wasn't so great for Mary's parents. Mary's mother just thought it wasn't possible for two teenagers to be in love, but Mary's dad just didn't seem to say anything. Mary and her dad have never really communicated too well, but she could tell that her dad had a lot of thoughts going through his head just by the smirk on his face. Though, she wasn't sure if they were good thoughts or bad thoughts.
Time........................................................................
Once upon a time...Those opening words of fairy tales are so cliched. What if there was no time. The world just stood still, not even the wind blowing across the land causing leaves to fly. The river flowing north is forever frozen. Eternally stuck in the earth. Waves were still churning when the river stopped. The fish stuck fast in the water. The river is still frozen.
The meadow is still as can be. A picture taken from an old camera. The same wind from the river doesn't whisper here. The grass is slightly bent in place. It will not sway in the frozen wind. The beautiful butterflies are still hovering over the slightly bent grass and flowers. The fresh pollen still dripping off their furry legs. Their colorful wings locked forever. Time is still stuck. Time will always be stuck.
Jacob, I like how in your piece of writing, I can really see the smile. It was a masterful job of describing what I smile looks like. Great job.
I don't really like hearing then minuet stories. They drag on for way to long and that spells disaster for my attention. I can usually hold out for a five minuet story, maybe, but that is pushing it.
They usually go into way to much detail for me to stay focused on.
I can only listen for so long about a discription of grass or something like that. I mean, come on, get to something that may remotely tickle my fancy. Just write about tons of random things so you can get a little giggle out of me before my eyes glaze over. I don't want to gouge out the inner workings of my ear with a sharpened stick, but I will if that means I will save myself from the countless recurring memories of Creative Writing class gone horribly wrong, like Vietnam flashbacks to a Veteran.
Katherine Anne,
I love your "story". It truly to me, paints a picture of happiness. And what happiness should feel like when someone is happy!
Great job!
~Sarah
*This is a continuation from a story that I read in class two weeks ago. It started with a boy leaving a girl in a bedroom and going down the hallway to face himself in the mirror. *
He put his hand on the door knob after what seemed like an eternity. He turned it and walked into the pitch black room.
He already missed her even though she was just down the hall. He did love her even if he couldn't show it anymore. The shadows and the voices had become too much. He was haunted. He was afraid, and he knew that if she didn't stay away from him, he would kill her. He had already tried twice. He loved her, he truly did, but it was coming time and the darkness was threatening to take over.
He breathing quickened. He fumbled and moved towards the wall to find the light switch. He flipped it on and off so many times that it became a rhythm. The light however still would not turn on.
Sarah Lee:
I like what you wrote, because I've wanted to run away from all the drama and pains of high school. I like how you said "Everywhere you go, there's going to be drama and pain. That's life." because it's true there is no escaping any of that stuff.
I could feel his heartbeat against my bare cheek as I rested it on his chest. I had to stop myself from thinking that those heartbeats were limited. Every second with the only reason for my existance, him, was something worth making wild.
It was impossible for myself to be away from him for more than about 5 minutes...it was more obvious that he felt the same always. We were one person, we couldn't live with out each other, the other half.
Sarah, I like how your little story tells how where ever you go there is problems and other things. I can agree with that. No mater how far away you go, you can't get away from the everyday.
Lauren, I don't really know the song that you reworded, but I really like the lyrics. It makes me laugh! :)
Awesome job!
i like your piece because i can relate to it in some ways. its something i can really get into and i want to now more. good job!
---Sarah
Lauren, I found it very difficult to match new words to a song we love. Nice job of doing it and having it make sense. Fantastic. I like the "stanza" that starts with like boutique. That one was cute
Austin, I like the word choice in yours, but I think you need to elaborate more. I'm guessing its back in time because it's talking about silent movies and the words, but what year is it? It also jumps around some. One second, they are talking about a dance and the next someone bursts in with news about being a movie star.
Brenna:
I love what you wrote. I like the descriptions of what is happening. I'm hooked, and I think that you should continue to write it. I also like how you gave us some background on your character.
Kati, I like how yours describes someone laughing, didn't really get that at first, but I did after a while.
Sarah, I love how short and simple your piece is. I can relate to the part about wanting to run away from your problems, but knowing it's not possible. The strongest lines that spoke to me were "Everywhere you go, there's going to be drama and pain. That's life."
Brenna, I like how because of your character being the last human on earth, she has resorted to stealing from the place that she used to work at just to survive. My favorite line was “…then drove away, the music echoing down the empty buildings and alleys.” This line painted a vivid picture in my mind, and you were able to show, not tell, how empty earth had become. It was very effective.
Austin,
Your little piece of your story truly made me laugh. It made me think of the times in Mrs. Morrill's class. Good times! But I love how you disguise the names and they're so easy to figure out!
Great job!
~Sarah
Dylan I like yours great examples and uses of different events to detail. Though it's ten minute story instead of what you have.
Brenna,
I really like your story and how you made your character create the world that has not a living soul in it. I think your detail with Hotaru going back to her car and driving through the alley is very good. You should keep these sentences.
Kim, I like the repetition when you say 3 very long and lonely months. I feel that the characters emotion comes across, I feel that she loves this boy and is upset he has to go away from her. I would like to see this story developed. It drew me in, and I would like to figure out what happens.
Lauren, you did a really good job making new lyrics to a song. It was really hard for me to do.
Austin I like how Cornelia came up
again in your story. I also like
how its humorous. Nice work! :)
Kim, your story seemed very realistic. I like how you described the characters feelings and how she would never know when were boyfriend had to leave. I also like how you repeated the line, "three very long and lonely months."
Phillip, I liked how you described all the characters coming from other people's writing. I also like how you ended it with saying that the story ended when the writers put down their pencils and know one would know how the story ended.
i like all the conflict in your story. it makes me want to know what's going to happen. good job!
Sarah, your writing about all the drama and pain caused because of school is so true. I can really relate to it. It's a great piece of writing!! :)
Brenna, I want to learn more about this girl. It's pretty interesting! Good piece of writing! :)
Jacob in your story I can really picture the smile. Please keep adding details!
whoah, i like yours a lot, alicia. the concept of time being frozen as a bit scary, it's very descriptive, and i love the opening line!
Austin,
I like how you used the old language. I like how you used my name also. Good job.
sara, i liked your writing, because it's truthful and a reality for a lot of us in high school. I like the line "i knew that my dream..."
It gave that sense or vibe you were looking for in this piece.
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