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WELCOME TO MY PAGE!!! HELLO. MY NAME IS JAMIE (JAE WON), AND I AM IN MR. SCHWAGLER'S 7E ENGLISH CLASS.  ENJOY THE PAGE!!! 

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Score: 8/ 10

Score: 7/ 10

Task 5:

a. What are three things that you liked about the character in your novel. Be specific by giving examples. She is honest- she tried to lie at the end of the book, but results to telling the truth. She is a wonderful dancer and a prodigy- the whole book says it. She is completely devoted and is her own person- she does not care what the others say about her. b. What were the three most important events? 1. Parvati is born with a cyclone. 2. She goes to learn dances, and accomplishes. 3. Her love with the Rama. c. In what ways are you different from the main character? Be specific. First of all, I hate dancing, and I don't have 'spiritual power' either. Also, I don't think God or magic exists at all. d. List five things about the setting of the story. The setting starts at a cyclone in a small village. It changes to a destructed village with an isolated Parvati. Then it changes to the gurukalem, a school. Then it reveals a devadasi Parvati at her performs. At last, the scene changes to Parvati in love!!!>3 e. What do you think are three major themes (messages that the author is trying to get across) in the story? Why? One is probably devotion- be devoted and you can do anything. The second is don't be sad if you are different from others. The third is to be your own person- don't get tied to your surroundings. f. What are three good things you could say about this book? It really depicted school life well. There were coincidences and twists. The magic in the book was interesting.

CHAPTER 20

The jewelry that Parvati and Rama put away yesterday is lost! Parvati needs to find it, and fast- it is the jewelry from the the guru's late wife. They manage to find it just before the performance- monkeys had stolen it, because it was shiny. In the process of this finding, Parvati gets permission (the right to do as she wished) to marry Rama if she wants to. She ponders, and prepares her answer. The dance begins, and she is the magic of possibilities once more, Shiva's fire has been cast.

CHAPTER 19

Parvati is once again at night. Tonight is her turn to demonstrate her strange powers to the Rama ( he demonstrated his the day before. making Parvati and himsef invisible and touring the palace grounds with her). She puts on the jewelry and lights the blue singing fire. She dresses up, and dances for him. However, just as she is finished, there is a sharp knock at the door. Parvati and Rama works in haste to put all of it away, before the person comes in and catches them. Rama flees.

CHAPTER 18

Parvati has only a little time left before the dance- and she has to practice with the musicians now. She is practicing with everything on, like an on-stage rehearsal. At night, the Rama returns, and tells her and shows her the other part of his gift. When he wills it so, he will be either completely invisible or will appear as a different person. He takes her, becoming invisible, around the castle, showing her around. Then they return, and she goes back to bed. The next day, the Raja holds a feast- however, Parvati does not eat much. Her mind is on Rama.

CHAPTER 17

Parvati admits that she misses her parents, but her teacher tells her that what she is doing- dancing- is important as well. Late that night, the Rama comes to her room, as promised. He tells her that he has special powers too, and that he was the one who caused the cyclone. Then he unravels his whole life story, and tells about one part of his so- called gift. Parvati, on the other hand, tries to contradict him by saying that she and her gifts are the ones that caused the cyclone, and tells a part of it to him, and demonstrates her animal technique.

CHAPTER 16

Parvati is now at the castle, where the Raja meets her. He talks to her about her father when he saw the cared Shiva that she had, the only thing that remained of her father (for her, anyways, who never saw him, since he died in an elephant rampage just when- or a bit earlier or later- the time of Parvati's birth). The Rama visits her later, and he tells her about how her father saved his father, the Raja's,life. He was a great elephant trainer, and one of their young elephants went on a rampage, set on killing someone, and her father stopped him. Then, he leaves. She gets prepared to tell him not to come anymore, for she needs to concentrate.

CHAPTER 15

She has a wonderful time home. One day, she was out by the river, when she saw the Raja. He apparently snuck out of the castle he was confined in, and she recognizes him, but does not tell anybody. He confronts her and asks her not to tell and to meet him later. She agrees. She returns, and Sumitra seems to have cravings for pineapples all of a sudden (cravings usually come with pregnancy). Then the week was up, and now Parvati has to go back to her life as a dancer, but she said that she would come one day.

CHAPTER 14

Parvati goes to her hometown again to perform, after months of practicing. She has a fantastic ride home, on the car of the Rama. Then, for a week, she is allowed to visit her family. Since she has become a teacher now, the no- seeing- family rules have changed a little, and she can see them. She sees her new sister in law, Sumitra, who was expecting her first child. She also sees her now- grown handsome brothers, her mother, her uncle and her aunt.

CHAPTER 13

The guru sees Parvati, and figures that it is time for her to be a real devadasi and start dancing with music. After a while, they arrange her public show, or concert. She performs well, and everyone in the auditorium claps and cries. Also, ever since Parvati became a devadasi, people had been shunning her more and more, meaning that nothing was changed with the no- talking. Then she is asked by the Rama himself (he's like the feudal lord or king) to perform for his birthday feast/ festival that will be happening in her hometown.

CHAPTER 12

The rich are getting their things stolen by Mayappan and his dacoit gang. The police try to get information by paying people- however, the gang avoids the police somehow, and manage to flee without a trace. Nalini is heartbroken, and Parvati hopes that it will mend someday, and she is secretly glad that a teacher follows her because then she will not have a chance to meet with the dacoit. The posters wanting Mayappan fade, as if he never was a problem. The bandits attacked less. The day is normal again. Then the bandits appear again, when the girls are having a picnic, and Mayappan takes Nalini. They are gone, and Parvati is questioned by the DIG.

CHAPTER 11

Nalini tells Parvati her life story, and then her dream of her Prince Charming. One day she meets her prince- the dacoit Mayappan. However, it turns out that he is an outlaw bandit like Robin Hood who steals from the rich to help the poor. They are supposed to meet but the man does not come, and Nalini is brokenhearted when Parvati tries to comfort her. Then the bandits are seen at the bird's menagerie, and the teacher reports it. The police comes to tell everyone everything, and Nalini cannot meet the man again because one of their instructors go with her to the bazaar every time she has to go there for her chores.

QUIZ

1: 7/10 2: 5/10

PRESENTATION OF 8. THE BOP



NOTES

Quatrain Stanza of having four lines- having alternate lines Example from Thomas Grey

Abecedarian acrostic poem initial letters of the beginning words

Ballad Form of verse, narrative story stanzas in quatrains 4 lines, rhyming pattern, repetition dialogs, story

Ode song a lyric poem of an address Greek odes lost musical characters

Tercet Three lines rare some rhymes- first and third line example- vianelles

Sonnets 14 lines, rhymes iambic pentameter little song Shakespeare- 154 sonnets different types Thomas made it

Couplet s lines in a poem together might line

CHAPTER 10

Each day, Parvati has to create a diversion (such as dropping something and making a big noise) so that no one would pay much attention to the peculiar ring of fire. Also, now they think that she is possessed by spirits that makes things (miracles) for her. She does not have many friends, as they shun her. One day, she has her monthlt bleeding, but she does not know what it is and thinks that she is going to die. However, that does not happen. Nalini, her good friend, explains to her, and puts a flower in her hair for her.

CHAPTER 9

Parvati is welcomes, and she meets her fellow students. She is served her food the first day- but the next, she had to do her duties, take the purifying bath with all the other girls, and then eat. Her job is to light the flames- however, whenever she light the flame, it would burst into a ring of blue fire, and it would sing. It was just like the fire of Shiva. Then they have to listen to a guru's words, where Parvati almost falls asleep, but fought against the urge and eventually won.

CHAPTER 8

Parvati had decided to dance (she was not forced by auntie to take that decision, but auntie did try to force it on her and Parvati know that the money she would bring to the family was the only way her mother could be free of Auntie), that her destiny itself is to dance. She and her mother goes on the journey to the place, called gurukulam. They ride a train, eat, ride a carriage, and other things, until they finally get there. they they go to the office, and wait.

CHAPTER 7

Auntie hates Parvati with a passion. Then there is a cobra in a woodpile, and Parvati approaches it. The boys thought that it would eat her, but instead of eating her, it dances with her. After that, there is a very well- known guru that visits Parvati and her family, and asks her to become a devadasi, known as the servants of god. Her dancing skills were known to the guru, and he asks the family if Parvati could come with him to study at the place where children like her are kept for their studies, or worship to god.

CHAPTER 6

The life is better, and there is a festival now. They are celebrating, and Parvati gets enchanted by the girl- dancer that is with the group of musicians. She gets away from her mother, and watches the dancer. only to be dragged back a while later. Later, she wanted to dance like Shiva in a ring of fire. So, she jumps into the fire an dances. but she does not burn. Her mother catches her doing this, and scolds her, and she cannot dance in the fire anymore.

CHAPTER 5

The village is in the process of recovering itself. The people of the village hates Parvati and her mother, saying that they are the ones that brought the disastrous cyclone and storm upon the people and village of Nadipuram. They thought that her birth and her miracles were the things that caused this unfortunate event. Now people throw things at them, and some even confronts them openly and tells them to leave and mean things like that. Meenakshi is hurt because Auntie had agreed to the other women for wanting to throw them out.

CHAPTER 4

This is right after the storm. The refugees are out of their minds, lamenting and not eating and such. The mother is keeping her vigil of silence because of her husband's death. She is not speaking, but giving rice to other families and refugees wordlessly. The auntie now hated Parvati. She thinks that she had stolen all the food there is, the food to feed her own children. Then the funerals are held- bodies( or their remains) thrown into the river after a prayer. The village is slowly rebuilding itself, and there are tiger attacks that are killing children.

CHAPTER 3

 Parvati's mother goes with her brother to her brother's house. There they seek refuge from the cyclone, but it is all they can do to stay alive. They hid in a fireplace, and when they came out, everything else was gone. Afraid of the flooding, the family packs a few bags onto the buffalo and the now- large family leaves the house (now a demolished pile). They climb the hills, climb some more, go to a temple, and then sleep. This chapter also talks about the other refugees and their life, filled with suffering (as of the moment).

CHAPTER 2

 This chapter is dedicated to the environment that Parvati was born it- the rain, the storm (and as it is revealed later, the beginnings of a cyclone) and how she looked into her brother's eyes with her very clear and perceptive eyes (it is mentioned later that she was seeing and remembering everything that happened after her birth). It also has the news of her father's death (by being stomped to nothing by a horde of elephants) and of her mother (and the family's) sadness.

CHAPTER 1

This is the introduction for the story that is to come. The main character's mother talks of her pains of childbirth, and the unnatural event that happened at her birth. She also talks about how this child was different, and there is a very big clue or thing that we must pay attention to. The mother had said that she felt a strange rhythmic beat in her pregnancy, like someone was dancing. It is the child, Parvati, who was dancing in her womb, and it symbolizes her love/ devotion to the art of dancing.

GAME SCORE

19 / 20

3 POEMS

I am a human being, a living organism I wonder what I am? I hear myself I see myself I want answers.. I am a human being, a living organism

I pretend to know myself I feel like I know myself I touch myself I worry about myself I cry because of myself I am a human being, a living organism

I understand myself I say I know myself I dream about myself I try to know myself I hope I will I am a human being, a living organism.

I once knew a boy who was odd as could be He liked to eat anything and everything And nothing and something and unknown pies And he didn't like everyone or anyone.

Once I was an angel Once I was a devil Once I was a god Now I am a human Once I was small Once I was big Once I was medium Now I am me Once I was anything Once I was everything Once I was something Now I am in existance Once I was an angel Once I was a devil Once I was a god

Now I am Jamie

POETRY PROJECT ELECTRONIC PARTS



MONTH POEM

January

Snow falls quietly draping the land in a cloth of the purest white The white dragon hums softly filling the air with the song gliding along the plains of ice glowing with a gentle light the curtains of light dance upon the heavens illuminating those below- the sacred moonlight falls on those below- enveloping them in a pristine white glow the starlight is mirrored merrily bouncing off the frozen lake the world erupts in light of the whitest white hue; the snow- white dragon flies across the dark heavens a meteor in the sky...

HAIKU

Aki Leaves drift to the ground memories are treasured autumn in the air.

COMMENT

on Steven: Too many The's... A. Words are adequate and correct in a general sense, and they support the meaning by not getting in the way. Therefore, he gets a 3. (note that my gradings are either 1, 3, or 5)

on Brian: nice.... descriptive. D. Lively verbs add energy while specific nouns and modifiers add depth. Therefore, he gets a 5.

HAIKU

Spring Haiku Poems

the ground, smooth and soft, ready to nurture new life; spring has come again.

Sakura blossoms, their delicious perfume; spring has come once more.

QUESTIONS_ CRITICAL READING

1. Ellen probably married Lochinvar because she loves him, while she was forced to marry the man she was betrothed to. 2. The female characters are basically swooning because of Lochinvar's handsomeness, while the male characters are seething angry. 3. He behaves like any knight, or English gentleman would do; he acts dignified, is polite, and is very courteous. 4. They really weren't- even if he dearly loved Ellen and she loved him back, he should not have just taken her from her betrothed. 5. Lochinvar behaves romantically towards Ellen- wooing her, asking( or more like forcing) her hand in marriage, and getting her. Also, it is said that he is very brave in war, and he was brave enough to go against the rules to get Ellen, even though he shouldn't have done it.

MY BLUES POEM GARAGEBAND

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MY BLUES POEM

She has passed on; and has gone to a better place. She has passed on; and has gone to a better place. I will follow her; soon enough, but at my own pace.

A black coffin awaits her; a black suit adorns me. A black coffin awaits her; a black suit adorns me. Her fragrance still rests on the bed; I let it be...

White doves decorate the sky; Black veils and suits mourning below. White doves decorate the sky; Black veils and suits mourning below. The redness spreads across the sky A flaming sun, very low...

SEAL & THE PASTURE

1. It is very quick, and lively. Happiness is in the air. It depicts an image of a seal dancing in and out, and zooming about. Also, it gives the image of a very playful and sleek seal. 2. The image of a beautiful pasture with windblown, colorful leaves and a blue lake contributes to making the first part of the poem sound nice. The second part of the poem gives the image of a pretty calf and it's mother, which is very countrylike and somewhat pleasing. 3. a) The 'you' in the pasture is the person the narrator is trying to drag along, and b) the 'you' in the seal is a person watching the seal perform. 4. It would have to become more powerful, have big movements, flashing teeth, and a feeling of terror. 5. They write about an object or a place in detail, bathing it in a favorable and exciting way.

RESPONDING TO THE POEMS

Dreams Favorite line: Frozen with snow. Message: never let go of your dreams

The Weary Blues Favorite line: While the Weary Blues echoed through his head. Message: Negroes have painful lives, but they make good music

The Negro Speaks Of Rivers Favorite line: My soul has grown deep like the rivers.My soul has grown deep like the rivers Message: Love nature, grow like it too, and be calm. A Dream Deferred: Favorite line: Or does it explode? Message: Don't ever let go of your dreams

I, Too Favorite line: "Eat in the kitchen," Message: Don't discriminate against Blacks

LANGSTON HUGHES

was born in Joplin, Missouri to two bookkeepers was a poet was a Black person

SYNONYM POETRY

Deception, Illusion, Lies; The last bit of truth dies.

EARTH DAY POEM

A man walks in the barren land a contaminated forest, now in ashes as he clutches his wound; he stops to drink at a tainted pool alas, it was a mirage... He stumbles, he falls, he lays there... and does not get up again, his lungs failing, the sheet of blood slowly spreading out from beneath- the courtesy of a missile from World War III. Do you want to live in a bleak world? Do you want your children to suffer the consequences of your neglect? Do you want to pay the price of carelessness? Do you want to wipe life off the face of earth? Then think again... before you manage to destroy this earth more.

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POETRY SLAM

It is a poem festival, where each speaker expresses themselves for three minutes.

RACE IS POETRY

The title race is poetry means that some differences in poems might have occurred due to one's skin color, and it says that every one of us is different and that there is not clone of a person on earth, making all poems unique.

READING ESSAYS



PARTNER POEM

The Demon, and the Girl, and the Holy War

In the beginnings of the world, there was said to be a stone, born at the time of god himself. a stone so powerful only myths knew the truth. It was said that this stone was used to seal up a strong demon, a prison to him, a barrier to the rest (metaphor- prison) No one knew where the stone had went...

A girl was wandering around looking for a church to pray in- her clothes torn, water threatening to burst out from her already red eyes As she collapsed on the stairs like a fragile doll (simile- doll) she could not help but see the holy evil demon (oxymoron- holy, evil) in front of her, frozen in time.

He awoke. Looking at the girl, realizing that she had freed him of the curse. In his eyes, she was Aphrodite herself- (allusion- aphrodite) of love, of temptation. Sinking to his knees, he asked, "Name your desires; I will have them fulfilled, Name your enemies; they will be punished," The lost girl slowly rising, her flame slowly recovering, replied, in a angelic voice, voice softer than the whispers of the wind, (hyperbole) "I wish the end of the Holy War..."

Soon they promised eternality, soon they promised each other. The demon chose go against the humans, his name, tainted, with each battle but he did not care as she did not sink into the darkness...

Gasping to draw his breath, to unfold his dark wings, he was sealed again, loosing too much power as he stopped the holy war, her requests; Her smile the last thought, as the stone, once more imbued with power, engulfed him... forsaken silence. Void. One way would there be to bring him back- to exchange her life, for his.

The girl had learned the secret, for many nights has she hesitated, her life, his life... Choice.

He opened his eyes her, aflame, hands clutching an ancient stone as it flamed with life her eyes, once more drowning him her smile, once more intoxicating him; her soft lips, whispering "..." As it ran with the wind, her ash, running along too, joyful lively, contented...

Up till this day, nobody knows where the demon is. No one has seen him, after his time had stopped. Unknown to all of us, exist a girl... Only he would remember. Only he would not forget. If myths prove true, then the demon is still wandering, searching for her, in a faraway land, a shadow of a girl, searching for him.... A black gold hummingbird flies towards the sun...

LIST POEM

Negative

Black snow white night blue moon green sun pink sky red water orange clouds yellow raindrops purple apples... The world trapped in a negative picture.

RIDDLE POEM

No thing in the world may stop me, No thing in the world may hurry me. I am eternal, forever running, I have watched planets begin, die; I am a spectator from the very beginnings. I have no form, like a void, but more than a void am I, power granted to me more than of anyone's, but less than those of any other god; my nonexistent heart as cold as ice I will never make exceptions; They call me the bane of their being, for many had been lost because of I, but without me they would not exist; I am faster than the flash of light; It will never in an eternity pass on To achieve me would be to warp the worlds Then, and only then, will I be under your command You must race against light to be proven my new master; in other words, become a fourth- dimension being.

POEM COMMENTS

It rhymed a lot. It was very well read, with passion. It clearly revealed the poet's thoughts on the society. She criticized the society we're living in a lot. It had good rhythm. 'Motives and Thoughts, check your Motives and Thoughts' was really repetitive.

DIAMANTE POEMS

Darkness, Scary, Evil Tainting, Chasing, Devilish, Never to be escaped, To be lost, Drawn to the darkness- Tempting, Luring, Clutching, Twisted, Ideals, Darkness

ACROSTIC POEMS

Sorrow

Somberness apparent in our eyes Our lives pulled into the darkness Rabid with fear, with hate Rabid with loss, with sadness Our lives dragging on, meaningless Will we ever regain happiness...

SHAPE POEM (kind of like the 3rd song in lost)

A Single Drop

The day I shot him down From the eternal heavens My hands filled with guilt His blood on my arrows A single drop of liquid Running down my cheek As it began to rain

FIGURATIVE LANGUAGE

alliteration : She sells seashells by the sea.

assonance: Do you like blue?

onomatopoeia: The bird chirped and the desk fell over with a boom.

simile: The rabbit's hide was as white as show.

hyperbole: I could eat a horse, I'm so hungry!

personification: The pig talked with its companions very loudly.

allusion: The chocolate is melting like the clock's in Dali's work.

synecdoche: The pen defeats the sword.

conceit: Three years have gone by while I was on this car (there is a story behind this, and it's a joke).

paradox: Vanished items go nowhere but everywhere.

symbolism: The mist surrounded the dark mansion. (mist: mystery)

antithesis: Wow! you must be really good at math! You got a 0 on the quiz that had the class average of 94!

Example Poem

The shining arrow shoots across the dark sky whistling through the still air (onomatopoeia- whistling) parting the blue with its flames a shooting star in the night (metaphor- shooting star)

burying itself into its target a shower of blood, like the rain (simile- rain) a light emanating from the arrow engulfing the cursed boy in a flash of light

Dragging him down from the heavens the arrow stained red her hands bathed in guilt and sadness she runs towards him-

holding him in her arms burning blood now frozen over (oxymoron- burning, frozen) cold, no longer flowing

a lone sparrow flies into the darkness... (symbolism- sparrow: soul)

FORMULA POEM

Facade

Hiding behind the mask, the mask of emotions, emotions that are not real, real emotions sealed away

Being forced to rip apart those deceiving screens, to show the truth, the unprotected self

To see the reaction of people who have seen you for once, without the mask the look of surprise

Boiling anger suppressed Sadness locked deep Anguish concealed Pain never shown

Veil must not get off Mask must not be dropped Real self must not be shown Deception must not be lifted

Why not make the facade real, why not let the truth shatter? Why cause more suffering, as if this world hadn't enough?

VIDEO NOTES

Poetry is a literature form that shows feeling in a very passionate yet distilled way. Rosa Parks is a black woman who refuse to give her seat on the bus to a white person, and got jailed for it. History and poetry can be very deeply connected (example: Rosa Parks' poem) All moments are important, as they could all be written into a poem Poems can make a difference in the world, as every moment can, too Pay attention to every little detail BLUES SONG

1. Find the feelings that the listener or the reader can relate to. 2. Write lines that shows the feeling you have at the time and don't worry about grammar, unless it's really bad its okay. 3. Repeat some lines over 4. Write lines that rhyme with each other (helps rhythm and feeling) 5. Name the song 6. Note: Follow the basic 12 bar musical format and key chords of I, IV, and V Good Luck!

ADDITIONAL POEM IV

A Lifetime Have I Waited ( a sequel to Forbidden... the promise she made is fulfilled)

Demon A dark night The indigo sky forever still image of calmness disrupted by a light a light so strong a light so pure a light so beautiful blinding my blood red eyes as it began descending from the heavens above

A girl falling from the sky drifting ever so softly a feather riding the winds The girl from my dreams Her face etched into my mind her could I never forget Her soft hair whipping past her Her eyes closed with sereneness Her lips parted ever so slightly The same expression from my dreams my dreams, my memories a faraway place, a distant time yet they were me, I them; The calm, peaceful face seemed an eternity in my mind held in a passion, a longing, a temptation yet it held much guilt and sadness within Her head tilted as she fell drifted ever so gently disrupting the still, dark blue sky it's hue a contrast with her glowing being a warm glow, a familiar glow Her wings her pristine white wings now tainted an ominous black her black feathers evil yet chiseled to perfection ripped, torn, scattered as the slashing wind having no mercy took them away

Running to catch her To slow her fall To once more feel her in my arms; To once more pull her into a tight embrace; To once more claim her lips as mine Catching her from beneath Her petite form, like fragile china, in my arms Once more I had her Once more I held her Once more had I seen her; My eyes, scanning her lovely face My fingers, caressing her small cheekbones My mind, lingering on the piece of memory, shared with her on the being, ever so familiar And a ticking sensation Down my cheek; A single diamond, filled with her, running down the cheek that she had touched A lifetime ago.

Angel Another crime have I committed Another trouble have I caused Another feather losing its snow white color; an evil gray, then a hateful black slowly filling in its place As I was stripped of my rank of my wings I fell down into a pitch- black abyss as I slowly lost consciousness desperately beating my large black wings to slow my fall Only one memory I had; Only one memory would not fade His face never forgotten from a distant place, long ago his blood- red eyes burning into mine his raven hair whipping around him his gentle hands stroking my cheek his comforting black wings surrounding me his soft lips meeting mine his tongue playing with mine Such passion, such temptation, such beauty; yet a heavy guiltiness hung in the air telling him three words that were so hard to say the last embrace, the last lifetime; flashing by, Only one memory, one being, one very special being I would hold onto As my life flashed before my eyes at the speed of light that one face seemed to stay as I succumbed to the darkness once more desperately trying to save my guilty, unworthy, tainted soul clutching onto the one last memory Of him, of me of our last kiss.

(I made a sequel; takes place in the next lifetime, and no, no one dies!!! Yay!!! But in the next sequel, I'm planning to kill one or both... which mau be better?)

ADDITIONAL POEM III

Forbidden (Angel and Demon)

Demon She was a creature of light, of holiness; I, a monster of the dark, of evilness Her soft, silky hair blowing in the wind a scarf, wrapping around her lovely neck; Her emerald blue eyes gazing off into the distance looking in my own blood red eyes eyes that screamed anger eyes that emitted pain Her long, slim legs bounding around flouncing her joyfulness her eagerness, her bliss Her slim waist, her petite body, in my arms Her lips, her rose- red lips lips that tasted of cherries pressing against my own. Her tongue, slipping around my own Our last kiss As she broke off her lips from mine She smiled Told me that this was fate and promised that we would meet again someday. Her white feathers glowing a pristine white broke off into ash scattering around, dancing with the wind Her body, while in my arms, faded into nothingness And with her last breath She said, in a whisper so low I Love You Her body burst into a shower of pink petals Petals that seemed alive Petals that whispered with the wind Her last words. As they slowly faded As I held air in my arms I felt something I had never before I felt an emptiness; a void in my heart, my black, unfeeling heart The heart that she had stolen The frozen heart, now warm And a ticking sensation Down my cheek; A single diamond, filled with her, running down the cheek that she had touched.

Angel I knew that this was bound to happen That I would die For loving him Leaving him alone In this world. I was ready to accept death to trade my life for one last, passionate kiss. To once more feel his arms wrapping around me To once more have those sad, pained, blood red eyes peer into my own To once more have my lips press against his To once more have his tongue play with mine To once more smile To tell him I loved him To have the black wings surround me To have his hands gently clutch mine To once more pull him into a tight embrace I would have happily given anything As I feel my wings disintegrate As I feel myself getting weaker As I see my body turning translucent As I struggle to draw my breath With an effort With a bittersweet feeling I tell him the three words The three words I feel myself waver I feel myself falling With a last effort I draw myself no longer in a form but many I hug him, gently, Then I go Into the darkness Without him Alone....

(Wow... I must be really bored... but how can I help it when each poem only takes like 20 minutes to write? Once again, I am sorry for killing the angel. Hehe......)

ADDITIONAL POEM II

I...

I know what pain is. I realize what agony means. I understand what sadness is. I remember what guilt is. but I also know what love is. I also realize what relief means. I also understand what happiness is. I also remember what truth is. As I hold onto the last string of my life As I break off the last bittersweet kiss As I lose my consciousness falling into the abyss I finally finally comprehend the real meaning behind the words As I wait frozen in time for the one to open the gates of heaven for me for them to enter together to spend our eternity there where nothing can break apart our bliss.

(I'm really sorry all my poems are kind of ... well... sad. At least it has a happy ending, right?)

Tina happy ending? yeah right

ADDITIONAL POEM(ONLY FOR FUN : BORED JAMIE)

Time

Time; a dream, never caught, Time; a foe, never fought, Time; a temptation, never bought, Time; an illusion, never could we have.

(This has nothing to do with my last poem, and I think I will post random poems from time to time if I'm bored and have nothing else to do.)

POEM (THIS ISN'T ALL COMPLETELY TRUE!!!)

My hair a horse's tail, tangled up, uncontrolled; my eyes are black stones, cold, unfeeling, emotionless; my teeth a hound's bared fangs, daring any to venture close; my lips hold an insincere smile, uninviting, untrue; my heart, never to be melted, cold to all those who draw near. My heart holds a hatred, a resentment, an anger as red as flowing blood, for this world, this forsaken world, and its savages. I live in this world, cynical, unhappy, unsure.

Tina wow...... thats..... nice? i mean like, it really seemed to describe how u really r.

Andrew: Sounds like you're confused and sad. Great, but the pattern isn't so obvious. Yay? Brian: "My teeth a hound's bared fangs," is my favorite. You are such a happy person.

Eunice: It's really.... YEAH!!! It's good, and I like the words you chose and the way you chose to place them, like "for this world, this forsaken world, and its savages. I live in this world, cynical, unhappy, unsure."

POEM

** Tina had a stupid sabin **

Tina had a stupid sabin Its hair was green as poop. And everywhere that Tina went The sabin was sure to go.

It followed her to school one day Which was against the rules. It made the children boo and howl To see a sabin at school.

POEM

sun

a beauty in the sky a lazy diamond never cooling for the eternity of time peach above the gorgeous lake the mother goddesses gift to me

-Comment- I love the way you use metaphores!

VOCABULARY

1st pers on point of view: 3rd person point of view: alliteration:repeated occurrence of a consonant sound at the beginning of several words in the same phrase allusion:a figure of speech that makes a reference to, or representation of, a place, event, literary work, [|myth], or work of art, either directly or by implication biography:a description of someone's life, usually published in the form of a book or essay, or in some other form, such as a film character trait:a word that describes a person climax of a novel:a point of greatest intensity or force in an ascending series fable:a succinct story, in prose or verse, that features [|animals], [|plants], [|inanimate objects], or [|forces of nature] which are [|anthropomorphized] (given [|human]qualities), and that illustrates a [|moral] lesson (a "moral"), which may at the end be expressed explicitly in a pithy [|maxim] fiction:an imaginative form of [|narrative], one of the four basic __[|rhetorical modes]__ flashback:an interjected [|scene] that takes the narrative back in time from the current point the [|story] has reached. Flashbacks are often used to recount events that happened prior to the story’s primary sequence of events or to fill in crucial [|backstory] foreshadowing:a [|technique] used by authors to provide clues for the reader to be able to predict what might occur //later// in the story free-verse:no styles of [|poetry] that are written with using strict [|meter] or [|rhyme], but still recognizable as a limerick by virtue of complex patterns of one sort or another that readers will perceive to be part of a coherent whole

GRADING ESSAYS

Victim: Brian Graded On: Word Choice Grade Recieved: 3 Reason: Code B Familiar words and phrases communicate but rarely capture the reader's imagination

Graded On: Voice Grade Recieved: 2 Reason: Code A The writing half- attempts to connect with the reader

CHANGING ADJECTIVES

big- humongous fun- exhilarating evil- sinister friendly- amiable sad- melancholy poor- destitute angry- a vein popping boring- time passing slowly scared- intimidated yellow- midsummer madness old- one foot in the grave pretty- stunning good- outstanding depressed- miserable small- miniscule noisy- deafening disgusting- sickening to the core surprised- a sudden silence, the widening of pupils, and drops of sweat- the hairs standing up shouted- roared frantically drowning- asphyxiating

WRITING WORKSHOP

station #2, topic # 9: Your teacher one day announced that your class was going on a wonderful field trip. Write a story about this field trip. In your story, you can have your class go anywhere you wish.

It was an unhappy day. Our class has taken a test and our class average was zero. Everyone was really depressed- even the noisiest kids were quiet in that dreadful silence, which made us reflect more on ourselves. Time did not flow. That trance, however, was broken by a bang! The door opened. Our teacher walked in, face dark with concern. She said, "the test you took... well, it seems like the teacher was mistaken and accidently gave you an AP Biology test. SOOOOO....... since you guys took such a mental blow, we decided you to take you on a field trip...." At this point, the class cheered, and that went on 'till the teacher held up a hand. The teacher continued, "...... to the Outer Galaxy." Everyone gasped. Everyone who had gone there never returned. There was a sudden silence, the widening of pupils, and drops of sweat- the hairs on the back of our necks stood up. However, we hadn't had a field trip in the last six years- apparently, each time we tried to have one, some disaster occurred. In the end, we agreed.

We got on the spaceship. By then our legs were trembling. We looked like the survivors of a cyclone. The ship took off with a blast, buffeting our ears with sound shockwaves. We were staring at our home planet five seconds later.

From then on, our journey was normal- three days in the space with nothing to do. We played games, we sang, and explored. We did homework, and everything else. By the third day, we slumped in space, floating. We waited... until there was an emergency announcement on the speaker. It said, "Students! We have encountered an unregistered black hole. We are getting sucked in. Do not worry. The ship was made to survive in black holes. Please observe what is going on outside. You will be required to write a report on this phenomenon. That is all." I wondered how they could think of something like a science report when we were getting sucked into a BLACK HOLE. I mean, even if the ship was safe, has nobody heard of the Titanic? No one said it'd sink, but it did. I saw that all the other kids were observing what was going on outside, and I decided to trust the ship's safety for once so that I could write the report.

I admit that the scenery was great. It was like draining a pool of water that contained M&N particles. We looked...until...there was...a ...blinding...light...and... a ...CRASH!

We had landed in a new dimension.

[|WRITING WORKSHOP]

NEW PROJECT



GROCERY LIST

4. candies: We want candies- almost any kind would do. Just make sure it's not one of those little green and black imps that taste like condensed red peppers. Get the kind that looks like little bead- covered mountains- mmmm, those are the best! Jelly beans are too common- don't get those, but I think that coffee beans dipped in chocolate might be nice, even if you hate it. Oh, and do remember to get the huge slab of chocolate we need for making "it".

5. milk: A cup of milk is good with anything- and we don't have any left! GET SOME! A cup of milk is the best way to start breakfast, the best drink that goes with apple pie that's for dessert tomorrow, and countless other things. Oh, and I'm thinking to make some bread with it- so don't get the low fat kind, get the normal one, there isn't much difference in calories anyways. 2 liters of milk in the plastic container should be good.

6. bread: Last but not least- get some bread! None of that sliced loaf nonsense, mind you, but those really long French Bread that wouldn't break even if it fell off the Eiffel Tower. Those things are as hard as concrete- I remember getting spanked by one. Well, even though it's really hard, it's still good and edible, as long as you don't break your teeth on it. If you don't get the bread, I'll assure you that your teeth will be broken by something else.

GRADING OURSELVES

1. IDEAS I give myself a 4.5 because I know my essay is focused on the topic, but there are sentences where I stray off a bit. 2. ORGANIZATION I give myself a 4 because I think I structured my essay pretty well- logical sequencing. However, I didn't really put a lot of transitions in. 3. VOICE I give myself a 5 because a) I connected with the audience through the intriguing focus of the topic, selection of relevant details, and the use of natural, engaging language and b) The purpose of writing was accurately reflected in my choice of individual and compelling content, and the arrangement of ideas. 4. WORD CHOICE I give myself a 4 because a) The words are specific and accurate and b) Familiar words and phrases communicate but rarely captures the reader's imagination. 5. SENTENCE FLUENCY I give myself a 4 because I know it flows but I don't know about expressive oral reading. 6. CONVENTIONS I give myself a 4 because I know I have fine grammar, but there might've been a mistake or two.

NEW SCHOOL RULES

1. Insolent behavior is not allowed towards teachers and members of the staff. 2. The students must tell the proxy teachers their progress in class. 3. Students shall not post cynical messages on each other's home pages. 4. Students are not allowed to stare at the computer screen with a stupor. 5. Students shall behave amiably towards animals.

HOOKS EXERCISE

original: life on earth would be very different from now twenty years later (in a bad way). technique 1: World War III. Total destruction. Our future. technique 2: The pollution would be a black monster, eating everything that came near. technique 3: Who would have thought of annihilation of humans? technique 4: Earth, the green jewel, once known for its beauty that appalled many people, the one and only planet known to contain life, is now tainted midnight black, on the verge of crumbling, while diseases infect all that lives on it. technique 5: What would be the aftermath of World War III, with all the nuclear weapons enough to wipe out earth, be like? technique 6: 2029 would be the kind of world that would be impossible to live in. technique 7: No one would be capable of breaking through the nightmare given life, the tragedy they created with their own hands. technique 8: Grim, tainted, evil, and polluted, the world would be in chaos.

LETTER

Mommy!!! It's been so long!!! I missed you- it's been so long since you've been gone. You got my letters? hnn.... the death god is not as cold- hearted as I thought. hnn.. I have a good life now- the master is a court painter, and I went with him to Italy. Recently. one of the king's hounds, Corso, got sick, and I am to take care of him. It'll be my head if he isn't cured. groan.... wish me luck.... or I might rejoin you once too soon. Another joy of my life had been the growth of little Paquita into a woman. She is married now and is expecting a child. Mother, this is of utmost secret, but I have been drawing. It's forbidden, but....I like it too much. bye for now- I have to leave for Italy!!!

P.S, Please respond if you can....

READING QUESTIONS

Chapter 7 1. Where does Juanico visit? 2. What was the pellet that master took made of? 3. What does Juanico get Paquita? 4. What are the cat's eye colors? 5. What is the cat's name? Chapter 8 1. What is the new apprentice's name? 2. What does he call Juanico? 3. What does Juanico carry between the lovers? 4. Is the marriage approved? 5. What happens to them? Chapter 9 1. Where does Juan leave the treasures? 2. What were his treasures? 3. What does Juanico think of hunting? 1. admirable: good, respectable The admirable woman handed out warm garments to the poor. 2. essence: soul, spirit, nature, core The essence of ourselves will depart from the body at the time of death. 3. subdued: overwhelm, crush The enemy was subdued; totally annihilated. They go away hunting. Juanico cries about the dead animals. He heals His Majestie's dog, Corso.

VOCABULARY

FEB. 25, 2009 apprehension- anxiety of bad things happening I had an apprehension on the day we were to get our test scores back.conscientiously- honorable I conscientiously returned the wallet. exquisite- beautiful The imported vase was exquisite haughty- arrogant The old lady was very haughty and thought herself the queen. intermittent- periodic The old lightbulb's light was intermittent. intrigue- secret plot The intrigue to assassinate the king failed. meticulous- precise The string of beads made by the Indians had a meticulous detail. tremulous- trembling The boy was tremulous by the time he reached home, for he had been chased by a mad cat. trepidation- nervousness Everyone had trepidation, it being the first time to meet the monarch.

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