1. Post what your doing.
2. Show any pictures of videos
3. Written reflections
4. How have you consciously eliminated external variables in each of your experiments
5. Scientific conclusions after each experiment
6. How have you met the proficiencies?
7. Being detailed, looking at your writing goals and vocabulary words you're trying to implement
8. Problems you are going to test
9. Purpose- to get feedback from classmates
10. Publish final work
11.When you are completed with your proficiencies, you will be expected to share your portfolio with your language arts teacher.
Friday, October 22, 2010
October 22
Today in Language Arts class we got video taped. No, not hidden camera hahah moments. We got video taped for a teaching.The teaching, where we learned how to format a prefect bibliography using Microsoft was actually very informational. I learned a lot more than I knew. Thanks for helping me!
The night
The dark night evokes around you. Closing your eyes, taking a deep breath and night is upon you .Your not scared of the dark, but you can't relate to why it seems so chilling. It was like the dark wanted you to be afraid and it couldn't let you go till you were. It is only 10:00, parents are still roaming the house cleaning up from the days chaos. You could go down, explain what's wrong hoping they will understand. Then what would they think of you. No, you had to stay in your room. Click, slam, snore. Everything was silent. "Close your eyes…" It had to be your mind. It must be, no one was in the room. Right? " Are you sc….." " Are you scared Helen. Do you think I would hurt you?" Stop, your not real. My sister's ghost can't be haunting me, it wasn't my fault she drowned.
Dear Helen…. I c u……. :) Love Liza
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Patriotism
When you think of the word PATRIOTISM, what do you think it means? Loyalty to our country, the thankfulness we share to the soldiers who have been fighting for our lives? When I think of patriotism I think of not just loyalty and thankfulness; but love, freedom of speech and much more.
When we think of freedom of speech we think of speaking our minds. Saying, " I don't like this president." or " The governor should be more thoughtful of what we need." But do you know that in other countries saying these things could put you in jail or worse? It could. In other countries girls can't go to school because the law doesn't allow it. Think of that. Girls can't go to school because of what other people tell to do. They think girls have no purpose in life. In America though, why are the laws different? It is because of the Constitution. Just because of that we can go to school and have freedom of speech.
The love and liberty of our country is something I know I never forget. Sometimes I may say things like " Why is our economy so bad and pollution is everywhere?" I may say things like this but one true fact is that I love my country and all that it has given me.
What are your thoughts on Patriotism??
When we think of freedom of speech we think of speaking our minds. Saying, " I don't like this president." or " The governor should be more thoughtful of what we need." But do you know that in other countries saying these things could put you in jail or worse? It could. In other countries girls can't go to school because the law doesn't allow it. Think of that. Girls can't go to school because of what other people tell to do. They think girls have no purpose in life. In America though, why are the laws different? It is because of the Constitution. Just because of that we can go to school and have freedom of speech.
The love and liberty of our country is something I know I never forget. Sometimes I may say things like " Why is our economy so bad and pollution is everywhere?" I may say things like this but one true fact is that I love my country and all that it has given me.
What are your thoughts on Patriotism??
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Unknown
Unknown
You reach the end of the clearing. Your heart is pounding and your feet hurt. Giving up isn’t an option though, you have to keep running. But to where? The only place to run is down, down the huge cliff of rocks and trembling insects. Hiding is another option for you to take. Where would you hide in this deserted area? Nowhere, that is where. You are stuck, like a person stuck in quicksand. You can’t move and you hear the footsteps coming closer. Turning around, looking down, heart pounding. One, two, three…… Emma was gone.
One 3 days earlier
Heading from the United States all the way to South America was harder than you would think. The noise, the airplane sickness, and the time difference. Sure, it was only my mom and I who would be traveling. You might be asking why we were traveling to South America. Here is a little bit of history about my side of the family. My mom grew up in South America with her parents. Then she met the most amazing guy, who broke her heart. They were going out at 19, and she felt she had a connection. A year later he proposed, only for her to find out that he was already married, and this was his second relationship, cheating! Crushed by what she had figured out, my mom continued on with college. After she graduated, with the degree of medicine she found a fantastic man who loved her for herself, who wasn't married . They married in brazil, only for my mother to be pregnant with her little angel, me!!! I found out that my father went off to war and never came back. That is my family history. Nothing special, but I love my life just the way it is. So here my mom and I are heading off to South America. Let's just hope all goes well, and we come back in one piece………
On the plane
There is a roar in my ear, and I feel like my head just might explode. The engines kicks up and we are off the ground. I feel like I might throw up, but I hold it in. I close my eyes, only to feel more nauseas by the second. " Mom…" " Your going to be fine Emma. We're just lifting up into the air. Just breath" Well, you can't breath when you feel that your world can end in a matter of seconds. I didn't normally have a problem with riding in airplanes. I actually loved to ride in airplanes. We always used to go to Mexico, or Spain and traveling was fun. Though, right after 9/11 happened I couldn’t even bare to think about my mom and I heading into a plane even for a few hours. Turns out, almost halfway through the trip I fell asleep. I was counting and singing to myself and I must have gotten tired so I fell asleep. I didn't even notice I was asleep till a loud scratchy sound came from above. " This is you pilot speaking. We will landing in South America in 10 minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts." " Hey mom he said to……" My mom was nowhere in sight. I searched the isles, even stood up but it seemed that my mom had jumped out of the plane. Searching one last time, everyone else was asleep. It was mostly kids who had drooled on the seats or old women with babies in their arms but no one was awake. Absolutely no one. Where were the adults that were sitting next to the kids? Where were the husbands sitting next to the tired wives? I heard it. The engines stopped, I froze. We were heading, nose first straight into the ground. That was the moment I knew we were all going to die.
The landing……
There was no sound. It was like my mouth was as dry if I hadn't drunk in days. Then I heard the painful cry of the mothers and kid's. I heard a piercing cry come from inside my throat. Then the plane lifted up, and we were in the air again. What had just…… She heard a thud and a man in black came out of the pilots quarters. Amy could see he was holding a gun in his left hand. She could tell by the way his fingers were slightly less tense that he would just die if he shot someone. Somehow though, she knew he would get over it. " Listen up everyone, get down on the ground. No one speaks, no one runs. We are going to land the plane and one by one we are going to sell you to people who want pretty, pitiful girls. If your wondering where you parents and / or husbands may be, they were thrusted out of the plane. Sorry, looks like you'll have to live without them… if you even live." With that, the man left with a start, not wanting to hear or talk anymore than he already had. The women started wailing, the kids looked at everyone crying wondering what to say and what to do. I, myself was choked up with the painful feeling that my mother wasn't on this plane, she probably wasn't even alive. Right then and there I cried… cried so hard snot started coming out of my nose. I cried until the gunman came in again, told us to shut- up and we'd be landing in 5 minutes. Silence echoed through the wide plane. It was warm and cozy before anything of this had happened. If Emma could rewind time, rewind what day, rewind what she did , none of this would have happened. None of it…..
Running
I had escaped the terrorists. Turns out they are right behind me following me. I had to run, run, run before it was to late.
To late
You reached the end of the clearing. Nothing but tumbling rocks and a huge cliff. " I just want to see my mom and dad again.." One, two , three. Emma was gone.
Written by Paityn Nelson
You reach the end of the clearing. Your heart is pounding and your feet hurt. Giving up isn’t an option though, you have to keep running. But to where? The only place to run is down, down the huge cliff of rocks and trembling insects. Hiding is another option for you to take. Where would you hide in this deserted area? Nowhere, that is where. You are stuck, like a person stuck in quicksand. You can’t move and you hear the footsteps coming closer. Turning around, looking down, heart pounding. One, two, three…… Emma was gone.
One 3 days earlier
Heading from the United States all the way to South America was harder than you would think. The noise, the airplane sickness, and the time difference. Sure, it was only my mom and I who would be traveling. You might be asking why we were traveling to South America. Here is a little bit of history about my side of the family. My mom grew up in South America with her parents. Then she met the most amazing guy, who broke her heart. They were going out at 19, and she felt she had a connection. A year later he proposed, only for her to find out that he was already married, and this was his second relationship, cheating! Crushed by what she had figured out, my mom continued on with college. After she graduated, with the degree of medicine she found a fantastic man who loved her for herself, who wasn't married . They married in brazil, only for my mother to be pregnant with her little angel, me!!! I found out that my father went off to war and never came back. That is my family history. Nothing special, but I love my life just the way it is. So here my mom and I are heading off to South America. Let's just hope all goes well, and we come back in one piece………
On the plane
There is a roar in my ear, and I feel like my head just might explode. The engines kicks up and we are off the ground. I feel like I might throw up, but I hold it in. I close my eyes, only to feel more nauseas by the second. " Mom…" " Your going to be fine Emma. We're just lifting up into the air. Just breath" Well, you can't breath when you feel that your world can end in a matter of seconds. I didn't normally have a problem with riding in airplanes. I actually loved to ride in airplanes. We always used to go to Mexico, or Spain and traveling was fun. Though, right after 9/11 happened I couldn’t even bare to think about my mom and I heading into a plane even for a few hours. Turns out, almost halfway through the trip I fell asleep. I was counting and singing to myself and I must have gotten tired so I fell asleep. I didn't even notice I was asleep till a loud scratchy sound came from above. " This is you pilot speaking. We will landing in South America in 10 minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts." " Hey mom he said to……" My mom was nowhere in sight. I searched the isles, even stood up but it seemed that my mom had jumped out of the plane. Searching one last time, everyone else was asleep. It was mostly kids who had drooled on the seats or old women with babies in their arms but no one was awake. Absolutely no one. Where were the adults that were sitting next to the kids? Where were the husbands sitting next to the tired wives? I heard it. The engines stopped, I froze. We were heading, nose first straight into the ground. That was the moment I knew we were all going to die.
The landing……
There was no sound. It was like my mouth was as dry if I hadn't drunk in days. Then I heard the painful cry of the mothers and kid's. I heard a piercing cry come from inside my throat. Then the plane lifted up, and we were in the air again. What had just…… She heard a thud and a man in black came out of the pilots quarters. Amy could see he was holding a gun in his left hand. She could tell by the way his fingers were slightly less tense that he would just die if he shot someone. Somehow though, she knew he would get over it. " Listen up everyone, get down on the ground. No one speaks, no one runs. We are going to land the plane and one by one we are going to sell you to people who want pretty, pitiful girls. If your wondering where you parents and / or husbands may be, they were thrusted out of the plane. Sorry, looks like you'll have to live without them… if you even live." With that, the man left with a start, not wanting to hear or talk anymore than he already had. The women started wailing, the kids looked at everyone crying wondering what to say and what to do. I, myself was choked up with the painful feeling that my mother wasn't on this plane, she probably wasn't even alive. Right then and there I cried… cried so hard snot started coming out of my nose. I cried until the gunman came in again, told us to shut- up and we'd be landing in 5 minutes. Silence echoed through the wide plane. It was warm and cozy before anything of this had happened. If Emma could rewind time, rewind what day, rewind what she did , none of this would have happened. None of it…..
Running
I had escaped the terrorists. Turns out they are right behind me following me. I had to run, run, run before it was to late.
To late
You reached the end of the clearing. Nothing but tumbling rocks and a huge cliff. " I just want to see my mom and dad again.." One, two , three. Emma was gone.
Written by Paityn Nelson
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