Monday, April 26, 2010
Indonesia
The United States has had a problem with Pakistan and Indonesia for quite a while. This means that even if the United States is correct about the nuclear weapons, Indonesia is more than likely going to side with the country they have more in common with, Also a country that has helped them more. Indonesia is not opposing the United States. They are just siding with the side that they believe is right. Pakistan has as much right as the United States to have weapons like that. The United States doesn’t have to control every country. Its unfair that they have so much power and use it against every country. Pakistan wont use their weapons, they just have them, Just like the United States. What if china or Russia came in to the United states and had control over their weapons? It is the same issue.
Life of Pi
In the next few paragraphs the author starts to go into Pi’s life in true detail, starting with his life in school, and all the people there that he meets. This chapter he uses paragraphs a lot, every four to nine sentences. But as I noticed he writes out numbers instead of using the symbol. I learned this in my language arts class at the beginning of the year and I had never been told that before. It is more useful and it is easier to read I think. Then the author continues on to a short chapter. This confused me but later on I realized why. It was a short chapter, about two paragraphs of a letter that was written. This letter also used the semi-colon, but not to much else.
Another thing I noticed in the first half of my book, after they went into detail about Pi’s life, there was a lot of dialogue between Pi, his teachers and new friends. Most authors use this but it is a good strategy to show the reader what is happening. When you use dialogue the paragraphs are usually shorter, because after every speaker, a new paragraph is formed.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Last summer my dad rented a boat, a light blue thirty two foot boat, for us to take out on
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Olympic Games
The
The team’s roster consists of twice the amount of people on a regular hockey team. And you all want to know how many are from
This game was cool. I was sitting at home finishing up my homework, and my little brother turned on the last two periods of the game. At 11.3 seconds, the
Now tell me, do you think
Friday, February 19, 2010
My Fun Adventure
A long time ago… very long ago… in fact I was only five… I got a cut. Not just your average scrape. No I got the big, gushing, deep cut. It made me get five stitches. But this is how it happened… I was in a crazy bike chase with a cop! And he was gaining on me, I needed to get away. See I had taken my friends toy and he called the police. I completely destroyed the cop’s car. He had to get on a bike and come after me because I wasn’t going to stop. But I wasn’t fast enough. Even though the cop had bad knees and couldn’t ride a bike for his life, I was only five!
My friend was already out of energy from chasing me. But I was getting tired too; I had to find a place to hide and fast… good thing we were right next to my house! I ran inside and went to the back yard hid in the bushes. No one has ever found me in there. But the cop did! He was hot on my tracks and I needed to haul to get away from him! It was a Saturday in the summer, and we have people that come and do the lawn for our neighbors. Well they have a big ramp at the end of their truck. I’m weird and thought it would be a good idea to try and jump the ramp… I didn’t notice the cord that blocks things from falling. My bikes front wheel got caught in the cord, and you can basically say I went head over heels for that cop… awkward. Well I fell right on a crack and the cop tried to stop me but he fell too.
My dad came running outside after he heard the screaming, and he thought I was seriously injured. But I wasn’t screaming… it was the cop. Well I had a huge cut through me lip and my tooth came through it too. Even though the cop was hurt too, my dad told him to take care of himself and so my dad took me to the hospital. It was a tough day and I won. The cop came to my bed after I had gotten my stitches and told me what I did was wrong. Before he left he talked to my dad for a while. Later on my dad came to my bedside and said he had good news and bad news. Good news was the surgery went good and the cop happened to be my dad’s best friend. Bad news was they found out during the surgery that I needed to get my tonsils out… it was a fun day… for the most part.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Turkish girl, 16, buried alive for talking to boys

Why is there a punishment that bad for talking to boys? It could just be the way the parents want it, but why would they want that?
Now I’m not saying this is right, but the parents could have been talking to her about boys and not wanting her to associate with them. This could be the way Turkish people want it until a certain age. But to bury your child in a hole alive, which is beyond anything that I have ever heard. It is told that in turkey alone, there are two hundred of these so called “honor” killings each year. That is a lot. This is a sixteen year old girl who talked to a guy, after being warned. My sister who is also sixteen has never been talked to about talking to guys. Things might go different in turkey, or maybe it was what she was talking about… I’m not sure.
Basically what I am saying is that what happened in turkey was wrong. No matter how often that happens it should stop. To put a girl, still living, at sixteen in a hole and shoving soil down her throat and covering her until she dies is just too much. I am surprised that even though this seems like a culture problem, that no one has stepped in to try and stop these honor killings. The cultures around the world are different, but when it involves killing people or anything of that nature, something should be done.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Three paragraphs
I was very surprised about this movie. Even though my teachers both said how great it was, I still wasn’t too sure. This is the kind of movie that I like. The kind that grabs you right from the start and continues to get better. Also this movie has different parts, kind of like different moments in the boy’s life. Multiple times there was action, which I like. But also the movie had very sad parts; I won’t give it away though… you have to watch it. Over all the movie was better than the other movies we watched though the semester, the part that I found most interesting was when the young boy was sent to the German school. Being a Dutch boy I can agree that it would be a hard time for him. The Dutch and German did not get along well. So he was bullied and treated badly by everyone including some of the teachers. But also the teachers were preaching all the things the boy had learns opposite, and that would be confusing for an eight year old. When all of his family members died, I felt bad for him and then he was sent to live with multiple other people through out the rest of his life. When he was older and became a boxer, he wasn’t afraid to be on the “other side” of
Christmas traditions
In my family we have many traditions. One of them is being together at every holiday we can. But one of the biggest, and one of my most favored memories is the play that four of my cousins and I put on. We did this every year for about five or six years… then we got too old. But every year at thanksgiving, my cousins and I got together and wrote a play. And we printed a copy for everyone. So we had from thanksgiving until Christmas Eve to learn the lines and memorize them. That’s right, we got so into it we hat to memorize the lines. Then on Christmas Eve we would go to the basement and set up sets and figure out costumes. This would take hours for us. Then as another tradition, before the play we would go to church, come home and eat. After the delicious food we would shuffle everyone from the upstairs to the basement. We had legit lights and the curtains and we would have music, and a few times we even videotaped them! The play would be on average forty five minuets. We had intermissions and set changes and everything. That’s surprising because we were all ages twelve, eleven, ten, and nine. Me being the youngest, I didn’t get the biggest role. But the second youngest got to be Santa Claus! I was his little helper. Well our plays always would succeed, and we got standing ovations every time… it might be because they were our family. That is one of my biggest memories and traditions.
Being new to the high schools, I didn’t know that much. But at our church we have a high school youth group. And without our leaders we have a party every year on New Years Eve. This was my first one, and I have a sister that is a junior and she decided to have it at my house this year. Great! A new youth group and I get to stay home! Well it all started off good, because I knew all the kids very well. My sister let me hangout with them during eighth grade and that summer, so I know them. Well we were hanging out eating food having fun, and then it got to ten. My parents challenged the two college kids, Eddie and Tim, to a game of euchre. And they went one and one starting off the New Year so they need a tie breaker. The rest of the night was filled with laughs and food and jokes. Some of the bad things that happened it 2009 for me would be… not making the basketball team, having two of my grandpa’s die, one of them the last week of eighth grade. But the up side is being able to hangout and is with family and friends. This year I am looking forward to going to
