Breaking Dawn by: Stephanie Meyers

Breaking Dawn is a story written by Stephanie Meyers. It is the fourth book of the series Twilight. It was an okay book. The story wasn't as good as the first book, Twilight. The two main characters, Bella and Edward, end up getting married and having a baby. Since Bella is human and Edward is a vampire that means the baby is a half baby and half vampire. Since the baby is half vampire they grow up very fast. While the baby is in the womb she is growing up very quickly and always wants to drink blood. Many times the the baby accidently breaks some of Bella's bones while she is in the womb. When the baby is born Bella is basically dead, so Edward hs to change Bella into a vampire. Near the end of the novel someone from another vampire group sees the half vamprie baby and they go and tell the other vampires. It isn't a good thing to have a half vmapire on the Earth. Many other vampires from other groups come and try adn kill the half vampire baby. In the end though everything straightens out and nobody dies. Overall the book is better than Eclipse and New Moon. Still though I didn't think it was that good. I don't think I wouldn't recommend this book.

Searching for Summer by: Joan Aiken

Searching for Summer

“Searching for Summer” is a great story written by Joan Aiken. This story takes place in the time when Hiroshima and Nagasaki was bombed by the atomic bomb. The setting is in England and the weather is very cloudy and dark. Many people have been trying to search for a glimpse of sunlight all over England and no one has had any luck. The two main characters are a newly wed couple, Lily and Tom. For their honeymoon they have decided to go and look for sunshine. They take off on their journey early in the morning and drove all day trying to find a glimpse of sunlight. They didn’t have any luck. What made things worse was Tom’s scooter broke down and he needed it to be fixed. There was a town up a hill so they decided to stay there for the night. The town is very filthy and there wasn’t any sunlight. Lily and Tom stop at a bike station and they run into this old couple. Lily accidently grabs the old lady’s bag and she realizes it a couple of hours later. Tom and Lily decide to go and give it back. They find out the old lady’s house is in the forest, so they make their way toward her house. Once Tom and Lily get their the old lady wishes that they would stay for the night. Tom and Lily do and when they wake up they see sunlight! Both Tom and Lily stay for a couple of days until they realize that they have to go back and receive their bike. When they go back they run into some people that ask them where they were. Tom and Lily have to lie in order to let the old lady have peace and quiet in her little part of the woods. Or else if they tell then tons of people will migrate to that spot of sunlight and disturb the poor old couple.

In this story Joan describes what is going on in a very good way. Joan describes the mood by describing what the weather is like. She says that the sky is gray and always cloudy which helps set the mood that everyone is mad or grumpy just like the sky. The conflict in this story is man vs. society because Tom and Lily are trying to find sunlight along with tons of other people. This conflict helps make the plot. The climax is when Mr. Noakes runs into Tom and Lily and asks them where they have been. Tom and Lily have to lie and say that they lost track of time. They end up not going back because they were afraid that Mr. Noakes and the town would find out the patch of sunlight in the woods.

The type of characterization that goes on in the story is direct. Joan describes her characters through how they look and how they act and what they say. The two main characters Lily and Tom are round or dynamic characters in the story. Tom and Lily both start out looking for sunlight and once they find it they are different people. Tom and Lily are more happy people. Compared to the other characters who don't change at all. Those characters are flat characters. The protagonist is Tom and Lily and the antagonists is everyone else in the story except the two old couple. All of these elements of writing combine to set the mood of the story and also to make it a great story.

Odd Thomas by: Dean Koontz

Odd Thomas is an amazing story written by Dean Koontz. I have never read any of his books until Wendy suggested this book and actually checked it out for me to read. I started reading it and I couldn't stop. This book, to me, is scary, mysterious, and funny. The setting takes place in a small town called Pico Mundo in the middle of the Mojave and near Las Vegas. The main character, Odd Thomas, can see dead people. (I know that sounds so cheesy, but he can see dead people.) Anyways he calls it his sixth sense. The dead can't talk, but they can do everything else like a human. The dead even feel like real people. Odd can also see these black spirits called bodachs that hang around people that are going to die or the people that are going to kill someone.

Besides Odd being able to see all bodachs and dead people he lives a normal life. Odd works at a Grille and is deeply in love with this girl named Stormy. Stormy and Odd were destined for eachother because apprently they have matching birthmarks and this Gypsy mummy told them that they would love eachother forever.

The story begins when Odd sees a man that is surrounded by bodachs. Odd knows that this man is up to no good so he follows him to his home. Odd breaks into this man's home and finds out that this man actually has files about famous killers. While Odd is searching through these files of these insane killers he finds a file about this man that was surrounded by bodachs. His name is Bob Robertson. In Bob's file all it says is August 15th. The date is August 14th and Odd knows something bad is going to happen the next day.

Odd keeps a close eye on this guy and makes sure that his close friends including Stormy stays as far away from Bob as possible. The most surprising part to me is when you find out that the killer is something completely different! I can't tell you the end of the story but I will just tell that the end is unexpected, a little confusing, and sad.

There are some very weird things in this story that make me wonder if there are really people that act like this. Overall though the story is very well written and I wold reccomend this to people.

"I Walk This Lonely Road" by: Ronnydell

I walk this lonely road, books in my arms, and my bag swinging back and forth. All around me I here rain softly plopping on the ground. Each leaf soaks up this water to give off oxygen. Hopefully this rain won't hurt the poor leaves. To the left of me there is a line of cars. Each car is protected by the trees or by covers. I am not protected though from the rain.

To the right of me there is a line of houses. Each house looks the same. Each house has a front yard and a back yard with grass, plants, and a couple of trees to protect the porches. As I look around each house has a gate to protect the people from invaders. I am not protected from anything as I walk this lonely road.

I look to my right and I see my favorite dog, Da Bao. I call to her and she comes to me happily. Her paws are muddy from the dirt she palyed in. Her rib cage is clearly visible from lack of food. Da Bao is still smiling though as I rub her chin. Her breathing becomes quieter as she finally feels safe and comfortable. I check the time, 6:15, it is time for me to say good-bye. I wave good-bye to Da Bao. I can see the dissapointment in her eyes as I leave.

I walk this lonely road with my shoes splashing in the puddles now forming from the rain. I look down and stomp my feet to the ground feeling free. No one can tell me what I can't do now. Now I walk to the beat in my head, "Mr. Farenheit" by Queen. this beat is fast and upbeat, The beat makes me have an extra bounce to my step. That extra bounce makes the rain seem, playful and inviting. I walk slower letting the rain fall onto my hair and face.

I look around to see if anyone was looking. Everyone was in their homes trying to stay protected from the rain. I stop and stand in the rain letting the rain now fall down on my books and back-pack. I look down to see my books starting to soak in the rain. I knew they would get ruined if I stayed out too long. So I started walking down this lonely road.

Now my hair is wet and plastered to my head. I don't care now it feels good to be unprotected from something. Still no one is outside. They are most likely afriad of getting wet or catching a cold. The only time I have seen someone catch a cold was in movies. No one ever catches a cold from playing in the rain. I look down at my books, and I see them getting wet now. I check my watch again, it's now 6:20. I realize I have tons of homework still to finish. I now look up and see my house coming into view.

There are three trees in the front yard protecting the cars underneath from the rain. In the backyard there are three more trees protecting all the stray cats from the rain. Surrounding my whole house and yard is a gate that protects us from any intruders. Our house is the same as any other house on this lonely road.

I dread walking into this jail and doing the same thing over and over again. I try to walk slower into the front yard, but my conscience is stronger and it now pulls me closer to the protected home. I didn't want to walk in and lock the front door and then shut another door inside the already closed door. I didn't want any doors blocking me and this unprotected freedom. The rain seemed to whisper to me, "stay". I couldn't listen though to that lovely whisper. I could feel the watches ticking seconds pound on my wrist telling me to get inside and work on homework.

Now the steps came that led to this first door that would keep me inside for the next fourteen hours. My feet seemed to jump over those steps and to make it to that first door. Now my hand went up to the button to let my family know that I was home. My finger pressed the button and the sound of the bell echoed throughout the house. My mom answered the door as usual and said, "Ni Hao. How was your day?"

I had to answer the way I always do, "Ni Hao. My day was ok." That answer seemed implanted in my head because I answered her question the same way every single day. I now enter my protective jail. It felt stuffier compared to the space and fresh air outside. Outside the air was real compared to the air conditioned air inside my house.

I am now in front of the stairs that would lead me to my second door that would protect me again from the "chaos" of the house. I drag my feet upstairs. Each step seems heaiver than the first. I can almost hear the books laugh at me and mock me saying, "Haha! You have homework. I get to keep you in that room for the next three hours. You get to stress over me while trying to figure out what is the real situation in that story." I try to ignore their annoying voices, but their laughs grow louder and louder each step I take up those stairs.

I am now at the second door that leads to my room. In my room there is only one window that shows a tiny bit of freedom that I could have if only these books were gone. I plop on my bed and open the first book. Now the books try to control their laughs as I open them up and start my homework. The rain is still plopping outside. Now everyone is protected from the beauty of the rain. I have given into this protection.

Edith Merrielees

Dear John Steinbeck,

I am thankful for your lovely letter. It seriously has cheered me up to know that you are glad about what I have taught you. I still do make my students summarize a story into a single sentence. They say it is hard and difficult, but I tell them that John Steinbeck had to do this exercise and look what he is doing now. After I say that then they all start working hard on summarizing that story. 

Yes, I remember that advice I gave you about traveling to Europe instead of all around the world. Well, I can't believe I am saying this, but I am glad that you didn't take my advice because now look at where you are in your life. Receiving a Nobel Prize and writing amazing short stories. 

Which reminds me, congratulations on winning the Nobel Prize. I read your accepting speech and it made me almost cry. It was very well said. I love your simile when you said, "to roar out like a lion out of pride in my profession." That part of your speech made me become proud of what I taught you and what you have done for our community. I like how you told what the true job is for a writer. To inform and expose our many grievous faults and failures to the world. It is also the writer's job to celebrate man's proven capacity for greatness of heart and spirit. I am glad for what you have written for the world. You have given hope to the world during the most hardest times of the century. I am glad that I was able to teach you the secrets of writing and I am even more glad that you have applied my secrets to your writing. 

Yours Sincerely,

Edith Mirrielees

My Buddy

So, one day me and my buddy John were walking through this beautiful park. I could hear something exploding in the background. I noticed them on the way here. There was water shooting out of the ground and going really high. When we drove by I could smell some horrible smell. It smelled like rotten eggs. Anyways, while me and John were riding through this beautiful park I smelled something. The smell was a combination of wood-moss-fish-fire and a small hint of honey. I have never smelled that smell before, but my instinct told me that it was the smell of a huge black animal. My instinct was right. I looked out across the field and I saw a huge black monster walking about. I knew he was sniffing us out to see if we were good to eat. I knew right away that this would not happen. I started barking as loud as I could to try and scare him away. I smelled great fear and annoyance in John once I started barking. Even though he was scared and a little annoyed that I was barking I knew that this was going to save him. I started barking louder and louder. Then suddenly I saw two huge animals in the distance! Both of them smelled of hunger and annoyance. They wanted to eat both of us in one gulp. A long time ago when me and John met I swore an oath to keep John safe from any danger no matter what. This was a time when I needed to keep that oath. The animals started walking towards us slowly which made me even more mad. One of them stood up on its hind legs and roared at me. To me that was a challenge. I walked forward and started barking as loud as I could. By that time I smelled complete fear in John. He was scared and I needed to make that fear go away. I was about to start running full speed toward those big animals, but then I felt someone grab me and throw me into this big shelter. Before the door shut I saw John looking at me. There was a strong smell of anger coming from him. I knew that I made him mad, but he needed to be protected. Now he is putting me in this shelter to keep ME away from those huge animals while he needs the protection. I suddenly felt the ground start to move and then I could not smell those huge animals anymore. I started smelling that rotten egg smell again and I knew that we were moving quickly away from those huge animals.

Later on that day we drove to this huge shelter where many people sleep in it. We payed for one of those rooms. I was so tired from all the protecting that I plopped onto the carpet and fell right asleep. Once I fell asleep I had another dream about those huge animals again. This time there were hundreds of them! They all smelled of anger. One suddenly grabbed John, my buddy, and run off with him. I started running after the huge animal, but I could not run fast enough. Then I felt a hand on my head patting me. I woke up and I saw John smiling at me. He smelled of comfort and pity. I realized that it was just a dream and that he was safe.

Photo Essay by: John Steinbeck

The first photo that I like is the photo on page 930. This photo shows two little girls wading through the water. The first girl is holding a bucket that looks heavy. In the background you see a two trailers that look very shabby. The first one shows a window that looks like the curtains are old and torn up. On the side of the picture shows a caption saying, "The company let's us live in 'em when we're pickin' cotton. When we ain't workin', we pay rent. Water's comin' up in 'em now." This caption tells that families were getting worried about where they are going to live.

The second photo that I like is on page 931. This photo shows two children playing in the dirt. They both look a little shabby and poor. Behind the children there is a tent that is filled with pillows and basically their whole house. Right beside the girl there is a wagon with the wheels broken off. The tent has some holes in the bottom. Behind the tent there are some dried up trees that look dead. The ground is dry dirt that looks like it needs rain. The caption underneath the picture says, "We got to have a house when the rains come... jus' so's it's got a roof and a floor. Just to keep the little fellas off'n the ground." This caption helps tell again how the people are worried about the rain falling and everything being wet. The picture shows how certain people lived and how the conditions were before the flood.

The third photo that I liked was on page 929. This picture shows about 4 people standing around a car. The car is most likely their house that they are living in. The people's clothes are all dirty and shabby looking. Behind this car you can see another car and a tent where probably another family is living. This photo helps the reader understand what the people had to live in and how they worked. 

"The Flood" by: John Steinbeck

"The Flood" in another amazing short story written by John Steinbeck. John Steinbeck uses certain techniques to make this short story amazing. Steinbeck uses Description, Dialogue, and Tone to set the mood in this short story. For Description he uses certain verbs that I really like. One of those verbs are, "sucked" he used sucked to explain how the mountains sucked up the water. Another verb that Steinbeck used was, "full". He used "full" to explain how the mountains were full from sucking all the water up. One last verb that I like was, "whispered". He used whispered to explain how the earth whispered. Steinbeck used personification to help the reader understand more how the earth felt or what the earth did. While Steinbeck wrote the story he used certain dialogues that could help the reader understand more how the people talked then or how they felt. Steinbeck used a certain dialogue that the people from the 1920's used, but he did not use quotation marks while using the accent. Steinbeck probably used this way to let the reader feel more like he/she was in the 1920's and listening to someone tell them the story. In the short story Steinbeck's tone is very solemn and sad. The verbs and the way that he writes the short story is very sad and mournful over the flood.

"The Turtle" by: Steinbeck

"The Turtle" is a chapter from the renowned novel "Grapes of Wrath". This novels is set during the Great Depression while the Great Dust bowl was happening. Many people were migrating to California to get a better job and have a better life. That is where this chapter of "The Turtle" comes in. The turtle is trying to get across this street which could relate to the many people trying to get across America to California. While this turtle is crossing the street he has this oat stuck in his shell that won't get out. This oat can mean all the problems and irritations that are happening during the migration. The turtle finally is on the street, but there are many cars that are crossing. One van sees the turtle and swerves to not hurt it. Then another truck comes along that actually speeds up and tries to run the turtle over. The truck that tried to run the turtle over could relate to all the businesses and rich people that wanted these poor people out of California. Luckily the truck just hits the side of the turtle's shell and sends it spinning across the street. Now the turtle is across the street and is now on a dirt road. This road is safer, but the turtle still has the oat stuck in his turtle shell. This ending could relate to the migrating people and all the dirt roads they had to travel. The oat could still mean that the migratory people still had problems that they needed to figure out.

betrayal

There are many different types of betrayal in life. The basic definition of betrayal is to leave someone. There are many different ways of betraying. One way is when your husband or wife leaves you for someone, or when they leave at a very hard time in their life. Another type of betrayal is when your friend leaves you. I think when someone leaves another for a really dumb reason then they are like a coward.

If I was married and my husband left me for a stupid reason, I would HATE him. I am not sure what I would do, but I would definitely be mad. I would probably go crazy just like Medea did. I would probably forget about him and move on after about a year or two. If I saw him though when I was at the store or something I would probably say, "hi" and treat him as nicely as I could. Deep inside though I would probably not want to talk to him and even be near him. Basically I would not want to be around him or even talk to him.

If a friend betrayed me, I am not sure what I would do. I don't think that it would be a big deal because I would have other friends, but if a group of my friends betrayed me then I would not be sure what to do. If a group of my friends betrayed me I would probably become depressed and then try and find another group of friends. The only hard part would be that I would be seeing them every day until they move or until we graduate. It would take me awhile to forgive them, unless they said sorry.

Overall if someone betrayed me I would not be happy, but I would forgive them after awhile. If my husband said he was going to leave me I would become very mad and not want to be near him. If my friends betrayed me though it would be a lot harder for me to forgive them and even see them. I would still have to see them though because I have to come to school. I do not like betrayal at all.

The Chivalric Code, Antigone

Chivalric Code:
Honest, Loyalty, Chastity, and Courage

These are some of the characteristics of a chivalric person. To me Antigone has all of these traits.
Honesty: In the play Antigone, Antigone was very honest. When Creon asked her if she did bury her brother she was very honest and told everyone what she did. I don't think I would have been able to be that proud about telling what I did to everyone. Especially when it was against the law to do it. Which brings me on to the next characteristic.
Courage: Antigone was very courageous by telling everyone so boldly that she did bury her brother and she does not think that it was the wrong thing to do. At the very end of the story when she committed suicide. I think that is very courageous to hang yourself. I would never want to do it.
Loyalty: I think Antigone was very loyal towards the gods. That is one of the reasons why she buried her brother. the gods rule was to bury someone or else their spirit will roam around forever. I think she was very loyal towards her brother by burying him even if she knew that she was going to be sent to jail.
Chastity: I know that Antigone did show chastity because she is a very honest and true person. From the play it sounded like she only wanted to do what is right instead of doing anything else. She was a very clean and pure person.

Compare and Contrast, Sir Lancelot du Lake

The story "Sir Lancelot du Lake" and Steinbeck's version of Sir Lancelot are a little different.  In "Sir Lancelot du Lake",  Lancelot is presented as a very strong and powerful man that can basically do anything.  While in Steinbeck's version Lancelot is shown as a very humble and polite person. In Steinbeck's version it seems like Lancelot did not follow the chivalric code compared to him following the code in "Sir Lancelot du Lake".  Although Lancelot does not follow his chivalric code completely he still followed other attributes that are part of the chivalric code. One of the other chivalric attributes that Lancelot did show in both stories was courtesy toward people.  Sir Lancelot showed courtesy towards everyone in "Sir Lancelot du Lake", and he showed courtesy toward King Arthur and Guinevere in Steinbeck's version. In both stories Sir Lancelot followed the chivalric code, but he is shown as a humble person in one story and shown as a great courageous person in another.

The Role of Woman in Antigone

In the play Antigone, the main character, Antigone, shows how strong woman can be during the play.  One example is, when Antigone is arguing with her sister Ismene about burying their brother.   Another example is, when Antigone argues with King Creon about why she buried her brother Polyneices.  During these two situations Antigone shows how much women can do.

At the very beginning of the play Antigone and her sister Ismene argue about burying Polyneices.  Antigone wants to follow the god’s rule and bury her brother Polyneices or else he will roam around looking for his spirit.  When she tells her sister, Ismene, about burying her brother she disagrees and says they should listen to Creon and not bury Polyneices.  Antigone disagrees with her and follows her conscience and the god’s rule.  When Ismene decides not to bury her brother, Antigone says this to Ismene, “But I will bury him; and if I must die,/ I say that this crime is holy” ( Antigone Prolouge 55-56).  That’s what is amazing about Antigone, she won’t listen to anyone except herself.  She will always listen to her conscience and do what she thinks is right.

When Antigone is caught by the guards she is taken to King Creon.  King Creon tells Antigone she is stubborn and always breaks the law.  Antigone stands her ground and proudly says that she did bury her brother and she thought it was right.  A phrase that I like was, “I do.  I deny nothing.” (Antigone 1.2.52).  One reason why I like this phrase is because Antigone said it so proudly to King Creon.  That is what makes her a great example for women.  Antigone always believes in what she does and never backs down.  When King Creon was talking to Antigone she proudly said that she buried her brother. 

  Antigone is a great role model for all women.  She always stands up for what she believes is right.  When she was arguing with her sister Ismene she always wanted to do what was right.  Another example of Antigone’s courageousness is when she faced King Creon and proudly said that what she did was right.

Suicide in play Antigone

Basically half of the three of the main characters commited suicide in just two pages. Antigone is found dead in her stone tomb. Then Haemon dies because Antigone, his true love, died. Once Haemon's mother found out that her only son has died, and then she goes and commits suicide herself. I think all of these characters died because of Creon's stubborness.

Antigone is the first to die out of the three characters. I think Creon shouldn't have been so stubborn and maybe she would not have died. When I read how Antigone died it surprised me. The way Sophocles wrote how she died made me feel so sad. I like Sophocles' way of describing how people die compared to Shakespeare's way of describing how people die. It was very unexpected to me for Antigone to hang herself.

As soon as Haemon found out how Antigone died he killed himself. The way the messenger describes how Haemon died was sad. It was sad how Haemon cryed over Antigone's body. Then it was even more sad when he stabbed himself in the side. I almost started crying when the messenger described how he fell on Antigone's body and his blood stained her cheeks. Also when the messenger said, "And how he lies dead with the dead, and she is his/ At last, his bride in the house of the dead" (Antigone Exodus 75-76). I like these last two lines because even though Antigone and Haemon are dead, they will both meet in the after-life and marry eachother there.

When the messenger is done describing how Eurydice's son dies she goes and kills herself. When the Messenger tells Creon that her wife is dead I was surprised. I thought that the queen would mourn over her son and Creon would die, but it was the opposite. Once Eurydice left I thought that she was going to her home to cry. Then the Messenger comes again and has to tell Creon the bad news. I like how Sophocle's describes how Eurydice dies. How she died was pretty dramatic. It was especially dramatic when the Messenger says, "She stood before the altar, and her heart/ welcomed the knife her own hand guided" (Antigone Exodus 112-113). I really like the way Sophocle's describes people dying compared to Shakespeare's way.

I think it is Creon's fault for everyone's death. Since Creon was so stubborn and didn't bury Polynices, Antigone buried and got caught while in the act of burying him. She was sent to a stone tomb and because of her action she commited suicide. Haemon pleaded to his father to let her go. Creon was so stubborn towards his son, and said he will not let her go because of her "bad actions". Since Antigone was not set free and she commited suicide Haemon decided to commit suicide as well. Eurydice commited suicide because her son died. Creon's stubborness caused Antigone to die, which caused Haemon to die, which caused Eurydice to die.

Julius Caesar Movie compared to the play

The movie Julius Caesar and the play had some similarities and some differences. The script for the movie was exactly the same as the script for the play. The only difference is some lines are taken out of the movie. I think that those certain lines that were taken out of the movie should have been in the movie. Those lines to me would have made the movie more intense. Another similarity was the setting and the atmosphere. Both the setting and the atmosphere was set in Rome. The atmosphere I think was better in the play compared to the atmosphere in the movie. The atmosphere in the movie was a little dry and not that interesting. For example, when all the men committed suicide in the movie it was not that interesting. I did not feel sad when all the people died. Except for Brutus' death. When he died I felt horrible. I think in the play, Brutus death probably would have been more interesting and dramatic. Plus the other men's deaths would have been more interesting as well. When I read the first act of Julius Caesar I thought that Julius Caesar would be this very fit and powerful man. Once I saw the movie though I was disappointed at how Caesar looked. Truthfully I think that the play is a lot more interesting. Although I think the movie is alright to watch if you want to understand what is going on.

What I Think About Sakepseare... :)

I think that Shakespeare is a very smart and creative man. He wrote tons of poems and plays that are all so different in their own way. A lot of his quotes that were in his plays are still used today!! Although his words can be pretty hard to understand, but once you know what those word's mean his plays can be interesting. For example, the Twelfth Night is pretty funny once you know what all the complicated words mean. Also his poems are really sweet and funny at the same time. Shakespeare is pretty amazing when it comes to writing plays and poems.

Blind Alley By: Iris Johansen

The story Blind Alley is a very interesting story that has an OK ending. This story is about a serial killer that thinks the main character, Jane, is an ancient actress from Herculaneum that was reincarnated into Jane's body. The cereal killer, Aldo, had a dad who was obsessed with this actress, Cira, so much that he would forget about Aldo when he was a little child. Aldo soon hated Cira and wanted to kill anyone that looked just like her, and Jane looked exactly like Cira. The whole story is about Jane trying to trick Aldo into believing that she is Cira so he could get caught by the police and be killed. The only problem with the ending was that Aldo is killed about 30 pages before the end of the book, so the rest of the story is pretty boring. I think that Aldo should have been killed about 5 pages from the ending so that the last 5 pages would be more interesting. That is the only problem with this story, but the whole story made me laugh and made me really scared. I think that people should read this story because it is very interesting.

"The Great and Terrible Beauty" by: Libba Bray is good story that would make you want to read it every second of the day. In the beginning of the story the main character Gemma lives in India and is having her 16th birthday soon. Something terrible happens to Gemma's mother and she is sent to a boarding school in England. There she finds out that her mother was in a special group called the "Order". Gemma realizes that she can see things in the future but everything that she sees is terrible things. She can also see dead people, but she sees them as normal people in a different world. These dead people that she sees help her figure out what happened to her mother and also help her find out more about the school. The last 30 pages are the most intense part of the book but you have to read the whole book first to understand what is going on. I would prefer that girl's should read this because there is some romance in it that is mixed in perfectly with everything else that is going on in the story. This book is the first book of a series that Libba Bray has written. I haven't read the other books but I can assume that those other books will be just as amazing as this one is. I would most definitely prefer this book to anyone that needs a book to read.

Our Boo-Boos

Rachel Rundell

11/26/08

Mrs. Lindsay

Definition- Pain

Our Boo-Boos

 

            What is pain?  Is pain a boo-boo that you get from falling on the ground?  Or is there pain from losing a loved one?  There are many ways of having pain. Pain can mean many different things in many different cultures and genders.  The definition of pain according to Webster’s dictionary is a physical suffering or distress, as due to injury, illness, etc.  To a little kid, pain can be falling on the ground and getting a scrape on the knee.  A parent that is looking at the little kid could think that type of pain doesn’t hurt at all.  There can be emotional pain from a death or low-self esteem which can be very hard to get over.  For women and girls, pain is something that could make us try to look hotter than girls sitting next to us.  Pain can be thought of in many different ways to many different people.

             Many athletes have many types of pain.  From personal experience, pain can be your muscles straining to be in an uncomfortable position for a very long time.  To a soccer player, pain can be running around a soccer field for 4 hours.  A football player can think of pain as getting tackled and thrown onto the ground.  All athletes and ordinary people understand that breaking a bone is a terrible type of pain.  People of all ages can understand physical pain, but it is very hard, especially for little kids, to be able to understand emotional pain.

            Emotional pain is a pain that is from the inside and not a lot of people can tell if you have emotional pain.  I think about medical doctors when I think about emotional pain.  Medical doctors, to me, can understand emotional pain the most because doctors save lives and if they see a person die in front of them, it’s hard to get over that.  Imagine thinking that it’s your fault that someone died.  Another type of emotional pain that a lot of teenagers can understand is low self-esteem.  Every once in awhile, a teenager goes through a stage where they think that they aren’t good enough for the world.   A lot of teenagers think that nobody likes them and they are worthless.  Sometimes emotional pain can lead to physical pain, which isn’t good for the body.  For example, some teenagers cut themselves or beat themselves up because they think they have low self-esteem.  Emotional pain can be hard to get over sometimes and can get out of control also.

The pain that women go through for beauty can be easier to endure than emotional pain, but beauty pain takes a lot of courage and patience.  I remember the day when my mom first plucked my eyebrows.  My eyebrows hurt badly the next day. I sometimes wonder why women go through pain.  A lot of times girls think that they need to look the hottest compared to the girl sitting next to them.  I find that sometimes teenage girls try to look their best for a man.  Many high fashion models go through pain just to get booked by a top designer.   When girls see stick skinny models, they want to look just like those models.  They don’t realize all the pain that those models went through to look like that. 

            Pain can be defined in many different ways.  A way that pain can be most related to is in physical pain.  Physical pain can be scraping your knee on the ground, or it can be soreness of the muscles from keeping them in an uncomfortable position for a long time.  Emotional pain can be understood most by adults and some teenagers.  Emotional pain is pain that is hard to see from the outside.  This type of pain can be from a person dying, to having really low self-esteem.  Women go through pain just to look beautiful.  The world is full of pain, but pain is different for each person. 

Oil and Gasoline

Oil and Gasoline

In 1999, the price of oil hovered around $16 a barrel. In July 2008, it reached a peak of $147 a barrel. In the months that followed, as fears of a global recession grew, prices plunged to the $75 a barrel range, a roller coaster ride that left both producers and consumers confused and wrung out. Prices were still far higher than they had been a few years earlier, but oil-producing countries that had reshaped their economies around the huge influx of revenues faced a suddenly altered landscape.
Many factors contributed to the long buildup between 1999 and 2008, including the relentless growth of the economies of China and India and widespread instability in oil-producing regions, including Iraq and Nigeria's delta region. The triple-digit oil prices that followed appeared to redraw the economic and political map of the world, challenging some old notions of power. Oil-rich nations made enjoying historic gains and opportunities, while major importers — including China and India, home to a third of the world's population — confronted rising economic and social costs.
Managing this new order became a central problem of global politics. Countries that need oil clawed at each other to lock up scarce supplies, and were willing to deal with any government, no matter how unsavory, to do it.
In many poor nations with oil, much of the proceeds were lost to corruption, depriving these countries of their best hope for development. And oil fueled gargantuan investment funds run by foreign governments, which some in the West see as a new threat.
Countries like Russia, Venezuela and Iran that were flush with rising oil revenue saw that change reflected in newly aggressive foreign policies. But some unexpected countries reaped benefits, as well as costs, from higher prices. Consider Germany. Although it imports virtually all its oil, it has prospered from extensive trade with a booming Russia and the Middle East. German exports to Russia grew 128 percent from 2001 to 2006.
The high price of gas became an important issue in the presidential campaign. Senator John McCain in particular made energy a focus, proposing to suspend the gas tax during the summer. He also made fervent calls to expand domestic drilling for oil, while his opponent, Barack Obama, emphasized the need for alternative fuels.
The surge in prices hit automakers hard, as sales of the truck-based models that had been Detroit's most profitable product dropped sharply. Mass transit systems across the country reported a sharp increase in riders. As prices fell in the fall, the question facing Opec and car makers alike was whether those shifts would reverse, as they had in previous downturns, or whether a tipping point had been reached.