F - Friends are FOREVER in your heart
R - Friends always RESPECT you
I - Friends INVITE you into their lives
E - Friends show ENTHUSIAMISM for your successes
N - Friends try NEVER to let you down
D - Friends are the DESIRE of every heart
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Charlotte's Web Blog Post Topic #3
I think that Templeton is the hero in this story, even though his bad attitude may make him seem to be the villian. Because of his actions, when he was needed most by a fellow farm animal, he can be seen as a hero. He saved Wilbur by finding words on a newspaper at the dump for Charlotte to write in her web. Also, he took care of Charrolette's babies when he brought the eggsack back to the farm from the fair. Most of the time though, he was inconsiderate of others and really selfish, but when he was responsible for Wilber's fate, he did what he had to do to help out. This is why I think that Templeton is a hero in this story.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
A Day No Pigs Would Die blog #1
The relationship I have with my dog, Buddy, is wonderful. He is five years old and pretty lazy. He sleeps the day away, but he is ready to play and get in trouble when we get home. Usually, he'll try to get into the trashcan and tear up dirty tissues. He also loves to play ball, and he is pretty good at it. Sometimes Buddy is a great buddy. I can tell him anything, and he won't tell a soul! He is a pretty good dog when it comes down to it, and he'll always be my best buddy!
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
The World According to Tom
Tom walked through the hallway, and through the corner of his eye he saw Leslie approaching him. He noticed her bright, cheery smile and greeted her with a "Hello!" he hoped was as cheery. Leslie looked radiant, dressed very chicly and fashionably to suit her delicate charm. Tom was faintly jealous.
He remembered when Leslie had first appeared at the school, shy and only noticeable by her extremely odd taste in clothes. It wasn't long before shallow Sarah, at least pretending to be nice, had swooped down on the poor girl and transformed her, and standing before him was the result. Tom had decided Leslie was in the distinct minority of popular girls who were actually nice, charitable human beings. She was not one of the school's most notable students, but Tom enjoyed her presence very much. Sadly, the same could not be said for Leslie's former good pal Sarah.
Tom and Sarah had been good friends as well, but, as of that very day, she repulsed him. In his younger days, he had pretended to have a deep crush on her. It was very easy to do, for Sarah was a very lovely girl, with her tight clothes, heavily tanned skin, and suspiciously black and glossy hair. However, when Tom actually started speaking to her, he found she grew less and less beautiful with every foolish and spiteful word she spoke. Still, being of the same high school social class, they naturally grouped together. But now he was older, and he had finally realized he could stop speaking to her and start hanging out with nice girls like Leslie, and he did. Sarah, who did not see these things very well, barely seemed to notice.
However, she did notice things like Leslie conversing with Tom, which disagreed with her very rigid view of high school social structure. As Tom began talking with Leslie, he pretended not to see Sarah's glare of uninhibited rage from down the hallway.
"Tom!" Leslie piped delightedly. "I haven't seen you since... since last week!"
"Yes," he replied, still smiling. "I've been sick."
"I thought you'd miss Homecoming! And with you looking forward to it so much."
She refered to the football game, not the dance, which Tom actually did not care for that much. But at the mention of a game, Tom grew excited once again, and uttured a loud whoop of the kind that rarely meant anything to anyone but teenage boys. Leslie laughed.
"I meant the dance. You're going, right?"
"Eh, I don't know..."
"What? But you have to! According to the rules of the high school football jock archetype, you must show up at the dances with a really hot girl."
"Oh? And do you have anyone in mind?"
"Oh-" Shrill giggles punctuated the air. "Um, no, I don't. Have you?"
"Yeah. Whitney Brown, over there." He indicated a girl with a rather tragically large stomach.
There were more giggles. "Don't be mean, you jerk. I thouht you were going with Sarah."
They both looked back to Sarah, still standing at her locker. If possible, her glare intensified. Tom looked away, embarrassed, struck by how horrible a glamorous face could become in anger.
"I think she's mad," Leslie said, sounding not entirely concerned. "Oh well."
After a few tactful moments, she said, "But, are you going. You should! Even if you weren't a jock."
Tom shrugged. "Who would I go with?"
"Whitney Brown, of course. Don't be stupid. When Homecoming comes, all the available girls line up and wait to be picked up, hopefully by guys like you. Like prostitutes," she added.
"You do realize, after you said that, I can't possibly go to the dance with that on my mind."
"Don't be silly. Go with me!"
This was not the first offer. Tom himself wasn't hard on the eyes, as well as athetic, popular, and intelligent. But what really made him irresistable was that he was in the distinct minority of athletic-popular-intelligent teenage boys who wouldn't try to smoothly remove his date's clothes by the end of the evening (at least, if his date was a girl). However, this was the first offer he seriously considered.
"Or not," she said mildly, after his hesitation.
"Nah, I'll go."
"Really?! Yay!"
And that was that for the two of them. They walked away, even forgetting about Sarah's unfaltering red-hot glare.
He remembered when Leslie had first appeared at the school, shy and only noticeable by her extremely odd taste in clothes. It wasn't long before shallow Sarah, at least pretending to be nice, had swooped down on the poor girl and transformed her, and standing before him was the result. Tom had decided Leslie was in the distinct minority of popular girls who were actually nice, charitable human beings. She was not one of the school's most notable students, but Tom enjoyed her presence very much. Sadly, the same could not be said for Leslie's former good pal Sarah.
Tom and Sarah had been good friends as well, but, as of that very day, she repulsed him. In his younger days, he had pretended to have a deep crush on her. It was very easy to do, for Sarah was a very lovely girl, with her tight clothes, heavily tanned skin, and suspiciously black and glossy hair. However, when Tom actually started speaking to her, he found she grew less and less beautiful with every foolish and spiteful word she spoke. Still, being of the same high school social class, they naturally grouped together. But now he was older, and he had finally realized he could stop speaking to her and start hanging out with nice girls like Leslie, and he did. Sarah, who did not see these things very well, barely seemed to notice.
However, she did notice things like Leslie conversing with Tom, which disagreed with her very rigid view of high school social structure. As Tom began talking with Leslie, he pretended not to see Sarah's glare of uninhibited rage from down the hallway.
"Tom!" Leslie piped delightedly. "I haven't seen you since... since last week!"
"Yes," he replied, still smiling. "I've been sick."
"I thought you'd miss Homecoming! And with you looking forward to it so much."
She refered to the football game, not the dance, which Tom actually did not care for that much. But at the mention of a game, Tom grew excited once again, and uttured a loud whoop of the kind that rarely meant anything to anyone but teenage boys. Leslie laughed.
"I meant the dance. You're going, right?"
"Eh, I don't know..."
"What? But you have to! According to the rules of the high school football jock archetype, you must show up at the dances with a really hot girl."
"Oh? And do you have anyone in mind?"
"Oh-" Shrill giggles punctuated the air. "Um, no, I don't. Have you?"
"Yeah. Whitney Brown, over there." He indicated a girl with a rather tragically large stomach.
There were more giggles. "Don't be mean, you jerk. I thouht you were going with Sarah."
They both looked back to Sarah, still standing at her locker. If possible, her glare intensified. Tom looked away, embarrassed, struck by how horrible a glamorous face could become in anger.
"I think she's mad," Leslie said, sounding not entirely concerned. "Oh well."
After a few tactful moments, she said, "But, are you going. You should! Even if you weren't a jock."
Tom shrugged. "Who would I go with?"
"Whitney Brown, of course. Don't be stupid. When Homecoming comes, all the available girls line up and wait to be picked up, hopefully by guys like you. Like prostitutes," she added.
"You do realize, after you said that, I can't possibly go to the dance with that on my mind."
"Don't be silly. Go with me!"
This was not the first offer. Tom himself wasn't hard on the eyes, as well as athetic, popular, and intelligent. But what really made him irresistable was that he was in the distinct minority of athletic-popular-intelligent teenage boys who wouldn't try to smoothly remove his date's clothes by the end of the evening (at least, if his date was a girl). However, this was the first offer he seriously considered.
"Or not," she said mildly, after his hesitation.
"Nah, I'll go."
"Really?! Yay!"
And that was that for the two of them. They walked away, even forgetting about Sarah's unfaltering red-hot glare.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Halloween Blog
It was the night of Halloween. All the children had been preparing for this night for quite awhile. People all through the neighborhood were setting up containers of candy. They all had signs that said, "ONLY TAKE ONE, PLEASE." If only those children knew that their greed on this night would soon be punished.
So, as those children walked about the neighborhoods, their fate would soon be sealed. One after another, those greedy children dug their hands into the bowls, completely ignoring the signs posted inches from their faces. As the containers grew empty, and the childrens bags began to bulge, something peculiar happened.
First their bags broke from the weight of the multiplying candy. The children, bewildered, stood there and looked at their growing mound. It crept slowly towards them until one after another child was snatched into a thirty foot pile of candy. Then, just as quickly as it came, it disappeared. There was no trace of the candy or the children. The children have not been seen or heard from since. All of the other trick-or-treaters know now to only take one peice of candy or they may meet the same fate.
So, as those children walked about the neighborhoods, their fate would soon be sealed. One after another, those greedy children dug their hands into the bowls, completely ignoring the signs posted inches from their faces. As the containers grew empty, and the childrens bags began to bulge, something peculiar happened.
First their bags broke from the weight of the multiplying candy. The children, bewildered, stood there and looked at their growing mound. It crept slowly towards them until one after another child was snatched into a thirty foot pile of candy. Then, just as quickly as it came, it disappeared. There was no trace of the candy or the children. The children have not been seen or heard from since. All of the other trick-or-treaters know now to only take one peice of candy or they may meet the same fate.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
DREAMS
DREAMS
Lennie and Geroge's dream is to own their own land and live off of it. They would have many animals to raise and no one to tell them what they can and can't do. I don't think their dream is realistic, because they need alot of money, and they don't have alot of it to get the land they want. I do think it is important for people to have dreams for the future, so they can have something to work toward and achieve. An example might be dreaming of going to their favorite college. When others doubt those dreams, it may seem hard for you to achieve their goals. If dreams go unfullfilled for a long time, you may just give up on and move on. It may be better to hold on to a unrealistic dream when you're in a tough time. It might help you to focus on the dream and not on the hard times. An example would be if you lost your job. The bills are coming in and things might seem hopeless, but holding on to a dream might give you the strength to keep going.
Lennie and Geroge's dream is to own their own land and live off of it. They would have many animals to raise and no one to tell them what they can and can't do. I don't think their dream is realistic, because they need alot of money, and they don't have alot of it to get the land they want. I do think it is important for people to have dreams for the future, so they can have something to work toward and achieve. An example might be dreaming of going to their favorite college. When others doubt those dreams, it may seem hard for you to achieve their goals. If dreams go unfullfilled for a long time, you may just give up on and move on. It may be better to hold on to a unrealistic dream when you're in a tough time. It might help you to focus on the dream and not on the hard times. An example would be if you lost your job. The bills are coming in and things might seem hopeless, but holding on to a dream might give you the strength to keep going.
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