Friday, January 30, 2015

SOL #9

I wish I went to this school. The day I shadowed was like a vacation. Everyone was like me. They appreciated me. I think I remember the way to John's class. I hope the kids there remember me. I walk into the overflow. There I spot someone I know. She has long light brown hair and is a lot taller than me. "Sofie!" I exclaim. "I'm Sophia, I toured your class in December."More than that, I shadowed her.    She pauses for a second, then recognizes me. We exchange conversation, then I try some fry bread. Once I try it, I can't stop. I check up on other kids I met. I hope I go to this school. The day I shadowed was like a dream. Everyone will be like me. They will appreciate me.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Rethinking Normal

      Luke Hill knew something was wrong with him in society's eyes. He felt like a girl trapped in the body of a boy. He was chronically depressed from ages eight to fifteen. At fifteen, he realized he was transgender. He realized there was a way to become Katie. There was a way for her to become who she was born to be.

       As a small child, she had demonstrated girl-like behaviors, asked for an Easy-Bake oven, liked boys but wanted them to like her back as a girl. Growing older, she had attempted suicide and dropped out of high school. This narrative is written when she is in college, the first place where her peers don't know her past, where she feels she can be judged by who she is, not who others want her to be.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Civil Rights

I think civil rights are important because, without them, we would have no peanut butter, folding cabinet beds, potato chips, Walker Hair Care System, or gas mask. People who deny others rights are denying one of the laws of the Constitution. Logan would not have many of the awesome people we do if civil rights weren't in place. Many people who are against civil rights follow other laws of the Constitution. We are allowed to prejudice, but to deny others human rights? That's just cruel.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Snow SOL- The Wipeout

    We had gotten up early this morning. To be more specific, we had gotten up at 4:30 AM, which could have been 12:30 for all the difference I felt. We had met up with my father's friend and his son, and driven to Winter Park. I had skied so much I felt I could drop. My dad had told me that, after this run, I could eat lunch. We had taken  the chairlift up, and then skied to where we would have to break off to a steep section at the very bottom. I was miserable and annoyed. The two men-Dad and his friend-gave us instructions for going down. I thought they were done when I headed off.

         It is too fast, much too fast. I think back to Ski School. I despised it and ranked it an 11 on the 1 to 10 Stupidness Scale, and it had taught me no practical advice. The only thing that applied to the situation was to "make a pizza wedge with my feet". This only accelerates me. I then try desperately to make it to the turnoff. I still insist ski poles could have saved me.

         I wake up on the other side of the fence. I am not sure what happened. It seems less than a millisecond after my memory lapsed. The best I can later piece together is that I ran full-force into the  plastic-mesh fence, flipped over, and had my face knocked into the snow. That is the reason I got a black eye, a bloody nose, and a swollen lip. A bunch of health care people spirited me off into an office. After what seemed like an eternity, Dad arrived.

Brisingr

Eragon and his dragon Saphira have suffered a horrible betrayal two days ago. He has learned his unknown father is Morzan, leader of the foresworn, servants to the dark king Galbatorix, and his brother, Murtagh, has been forced to turn evil. He often wishes he had never found a large sapphire that hatched into Saphira. If he'd never said where it came from while attempting to trade it...He cannot spend much time dwelling on the past. He needs to help his cousin Roran rescue his girlfriend Katrina from the clutches of evil monsters, and assist the rebellion movement, the dwarves of Tronjheim, and the elves of Ellesmara, all while attempting to find out just why Galbatorix gets more powerful year by year.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

SOL #8

            “Why do I have to go rock climbing? I have a lot of homework to do,” I collapsed on my bed with my dad watching me.
            “Because this is the only time this weekend the Cupps are available.”
            “Why go at all?”I mumbled.

             In an hour, we arrived at the rock climb area. In addition to the rock walls, there was a ladder and a knotted rope, both stretching to the ceiling. I walked over to the ladder and asked Dad if I could play on the rope. He said it was too close to where Griffin was climbing, but we could slackline instead. I climbed a rock wall easily twice. Then I tried the slackline. It was very hard to balance on, but it made a great bouncer-except when Griffin was sitting on it.  I also swung around in the rope. I learned that if you jumped off the slackline with the rope, you got a really cool swing. I also learned they had free butterscotch and peppermint candies. When I got home, I had a lot of homework waiting for me.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Revolution

The year is 1964. The state is Mississippi. The town is Greenwood. Change is no longer coming. It's here.
             Sunny and Gillette are celebrating the one-year anniversary of them becoming siblings... by swimming at midnight in the (segregated) town pool. There , Sunny bumps into an African American boy who had the same plans as them. He was wearing white high tops. Sunny decides to figure out more about the boy.

          Raymond was breaking the law, swimming in an all white pool in the middle of the night. The black pool had been drained many years past, and he had never been swimming. Change is coming to his neighborhood. A bunch of college kids from the North have come to Mississippi, and are trying to get blacks to vote. Raymond decides to try. Many years before, his sister had died of a ruptured appendix no white doctor would treat. He hopes she will be the last of her kind. She wasn't the first.

Friday, January 9, 2015

SOL #7

10 reasons Griffin is annoying
  1. He won't pay attention to me.
  2. Je tawks leek zees. 
  3. He cheats to pretend he's winning.
  4. When playing basketball with him, nothing is illegal-not traveling, not 5 seconds, ect. 
  5. One night, he wasn't tired, so he stole and took 1 melatonin pill(I take 2 each night, and only had the next night's supply left)and we had a lot of trouble getting the bottle 1 NIGHT EARLY!
  6. His unit is the same as his mini unit last year
  7. I came up with the idea of having a scuba sleepover at Denver Divers. ME! And it's Griffin's second party like that in a row!
  8. he texts like this. (look at the last SOL for the code) (last figure is a .)
  9. He steals a lot of my ideas.
  10. He gives me negative attention, which my parents say means he wants to play with me. BUT WHEN HE PLAYS, HE CHEATS!
  11. No one notices any of the above but me.

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Queste

A month before, Septimus Heap was kidnapped and dragged five hundred years into the past by Marcellus Pye. His brother Nicko, adoptive sister Jenna, and friend Snorri Snorrelson (plus Snorri's Magykal cat Ullr) went back to save him. But Snorri and Nicko were left behind. Septimus and Jenna are determined to get them back. But there is a problem. Septimus is the apprentice of Marcia Overstrand, the ExtraOrdinary Wizard. Once in every apprenticeship, the apprentice must draw a stone from a jar. If the stone is ordinary lapis lazuli, the apprentice is safe. If it is inscribed with a golden Q, the apprentice must go on a dangerous quest no one's returned from. After numerous failures an evil gost finally slips the stone to Septimus. But he, Jenna, and their good friend Beetle are on a dangerous mission to rescue Nicko and Snorri. Darke forces are after him. Out of many Questers at the last day of their apprenticeship, none have come back. How can Septimus, only in the third year of his apprenticeship, hope to succeed?