Yay! We have an assignment for lit to watch TV and use all our literary elements on the show we watch. So, I get to watch Doctor Who! <3!
Now, for the 2nd grade book project... Infublo and I both got assigned to the same person, a girly-girl. Grrr... So, I've been using characters from my book, The Name of the Game. Odd thing is that's my most violent book... However, there are so many characters with such different personalities, so I can use them. And they're all gods and goddesses and such, so she should like it. I've been trying not to use Twilight, because even though she's pretty much the main character, and my favorite, she's the most violent, and she swears a TON.
Yep. Infublo was trying to call a friend of hers, but another friend gave her the wrong number (Yet to be determined whether he thought he made it up, or knew it was real.) and he made her call the FBI. Whoops... I wonder if any thing's gonna happen now or what...
Today we did a follow up experiment in science. It was all about a bunch of stuff with water and temperatures and melting candy... I'll go into detail some other time, maybe...
Anyway, Fay and I had to come back later and take a look. Almost all the candy was dissolved except for a few little pieces. Since the science teacher was teaching another class, we decided to stay and finish watching... To cut the story short, we swear we only thought it'd take 5, 10 minutes... Instead we heard more of the 8th grade science lesson than what we were supposed to be doing in P.E. We missed all but 5 minutes... Whoops...
That was pretty much all for today... It's been a kinda dull week. We did have a bunch of nasty tests, though...
Our math teacher is very unobservant. For half the math class I wore elbow length bright black and purple striped gloves and she didn't notice. And my seat is middle of the first row, right in front of her face...
Anyway, not much happened at school... We got to interview our 2nd graders, so we can write their books... More about that later.
So, I'm just gonna post the story I had to write for English. It's ok, not my best, but I think you'll enjoy it. :-)
I slumped down on my bed, grumbling, and cursing at the rain. It was as loud as buckets of pebbles falling on the roof out of the sky. I decided to try and ignore it by reading. I rolled off my bed again to take a look at the pile of books I was in the middle of reading. Twilight, no. Maybe Assassin... I couldn't decide. Then, at the bottom of the pile, I saw what I wanted to read. Pride and Prejudice. With a smile, I pulled it out of the bottom and stretched out on my bed again. I had been reading for about 15 minutes when there was a bright flash of lightning and a loud clap of thunder. I jumped and dropped the book over the side of the bed. It landed with its spine up, saving my page.
Before I could pick the book up, I heard a muffled "ouch!" from somewhere. I couldn't figure out where it was from, though. Leaving the book on the floor, I went to open my door and called out, to see if anyone was around. I just heard a meow from my cat.
Then, again I heard someone in a muffled voice say, "You idiot. Stop looking around out the door and pick me up!" I turned around in amazement and automatically picked up the book. "How can you be talking?" I asked it.
"How can you?" it asked as a response, in a stubborn and slightly belligerent voice.
"Fair enough. But I have organs, blood, a brain. I have vocal cords. What do you have? You're just words, paper, and ink." I was very surprised at how calm I was.
"Hasn't it been said a hundred times, a thousand times, that all it takes are words to brings something to life?" the book asked me.
Instead of answering the book's questions, I asked one myself. "Am I ever going to get anything besides a bunch of philosophical questions out of you?"
"Then what use is this conversation?" I questioned the book.
"Plenty of people have quite a good time out of having philosophical conversations without answers."
"Yeah, well good for them," I muttered, annoyed. "I don't mind that stuff, but I'd rather be reading my book instead of having a long, answerless conversation with it."
"Fine. If you want to continue reading me, be my guest. I have one condition, though."
"Sure," I said, eager to do anything that would let me continue reading my book.
"Don't put me at the bottom of a book pile again. Please."
"Thanks," sighed the book, relieved.
I stretched back out on my bed and continued reading as if nothing had happened. Which, to everyone else in the world, it hadn't.
Sorry I haven't posted in like a million years! Ok, catching up...
On Tuesday we picked apples, then had tefilah at the orchard. (Hebrew word for prayers.) Just imagine, a group of kids, and some teachers with a guitar, singing in a different language... Yeah, so Infublo was thinking that it'd be funny if someone came and thought we were trying to raise the dead. Haha. And there was a really cute dog there who wanted us to pet him a lot. His name was Jesus. ROTFL.
In lit we started a fairy tales unit. The Grimm Brothers were way twisted... Seriously, why the freekin' HECK do we read stories like Little Red Riding Hood to 3-year-olds?! The wolf gets chopped open by a woods man!!
Yeah, that's pretty much it... My part in the play isn't that bad... I'm Murtle the Turtle... Lol. It's ok, though. Mr. W's adding lines for me.