tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67678633075449424522024-03-08T17:46:06.358-08:00Wanda B's Lit BlogAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15451164441628827846noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-29882090997597647212017-03-01T11:16:00.002-08:002017-03-01T11:16:27.760-08:00"You and me"So far in the book, there's been a citywide blackout and Owen got stuck on an elevator with a girl named Lucy. During the blackout he daydreamed about everything that has happened to him. He thinks about how his parents are rarely with him. How they used to travel everywhere but then settled down after they created a family.<br />
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Owen feels like his parents don't understand him, like no one does. He feels like he's by himself and that he doesn't have anyone therefore he spends all of his time in his room. Owen and Lucy soon get rescued and Owen gets told that his dad won't be able to make it. Owen as of right now is hoping to see his dad, but the only way is if his dad walks in the darkened streets of Manhattan, due to the blackout.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-66869090666892254312017-02-21T10:05:00.000-08:002017-02-21T10:05:20.848-08:00"You and me"From what I read today, it's kind of sad. Owen isn't much of an outgoing person or a social kind either. He's always been in one place only, he doesn't travel because his parents got that out when they were younger before he came along. They went everywhere and once they started a family they decided to stick to one place only. It makes me sad knowing that Owen feels like he doesn't have anyone. In the book it says that he was always in his room alone, he felt as if he and his father didn't belong in the building. Like they didn't "fit in".Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-991196457347884262017-02-15T09:50:00.001-08:002017-02-15T09:50:33.105-08:00"You and Me"This novel brings me mixed emotions, it's funny at time but it ca get sad as well. It makes me feel relaxed and calm due to what I've read so far. They're both stuck on an elevator and they have nothing to do since there's no reception, therefore they can't call for help. They're stuck in there and in the mean time they get to know each other. It makes me feel some type of way that I can't explain. It's actually a book I'm enjoying so far.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-83593763161120517672017-02-01T10:07:00.000-08:002017-02-01T10:07:39.216-08:00"Nobody was here"In today's reading something interesting that I found out was that Penelope (the main character) loves to copy people's hand writing. Every time she finishes her homework he starts writing as a reward. From what I read so far I think that maybe something bad is going to happen and she's going to get a detention and she's going to forge her mom's signature since every single hand writing she copies looks good,Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-41061333054983194652017-01-26T10:14:00.000-08:002017-02-01T09:54:20.421-08:00"Nobody was here" Right now, there are only two main characters being talked about. Their name's are Penelope and Stacy. They're both best friends and have been since they were 6 years old. Only now, Penelope doesn't know what to do about her friendship, if her best friend is hanging out with the two most extra girls in her grade, Lillian Lang and Annie Reed.<br />
The setting mostly takes place at school, Penelope talks about Dr. Alvin who was the teacher giving a small summery about middle school and Mr. Bobkin who was the Algebra teacher. She also mentions that she lives on the Upper West Side of New York City, making Stacy live right across the park.<br />
They show their love towards the Upper West Side by shouting "West is best!" When the Elston Elemntary's lone West Side school bus parted. Then again, shouting "East is least!" When the East Side ones arrived.<br />
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Based on the cover of the book, I think it's going to be about a girl who didn't have anyone. A girl who didn't have friends, or somebody she could trust. She didn't have anybody that was there for her in general.<br />
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From what I've read so far the main character is a girl named Penelope. She just started 7th grade at Elston Prep and she has a best friend named Stacy who as of right now isn't getting along with. She feels alone, and she has no one to talk to about the way she feels about 7th grade and what's going through her head.<br />
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In my opinion, I don't think we should test on animals because it's just such a heartless thing to do. Even if it's to save 1,000,000 lives, it wouldn't be worth it. Many of those people have done harm to animals so why would it be a good thing? Just something to think about.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-12118471263778388962016-11-21T12:37:00.002-08:002016-11-21T12:37:37.472-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I somewhat liked sketchnoting but it all felt so rapid I barely caught things on paper. I would try to get more information next time.</div>
Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-3352926436460922592016-11-01T12:14:00.002-07:002016-11-01T12:15:10.157-07:00About me As you can see, my name is Wanda Barrientos. I'm a gymnast and I love playing sports. I'm currently attending Freedom Middle School and I'm in 8th grade and so far I've been liking the changes in between days. I feel like a change is good once in a while instead of sticking to the same routine every day. In my opinion I've been doing decent in biology. I find it interesting learning about everything humans go through and have.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-43090783879894704892016-04-25T07:45:00.002-07:002016-04-25T07:45:32.839-07:00Intro poetry reflection 1.) I think that a poem should have meaningful/thoughts/words/feelings & stories that can help you understand life better? Or make you look at things differently.<br />
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2.) it shouldn't have miss spelled words. It also has to make sence because you need to be able to understand it.<br />
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3.) I noticed that some were talking about something random but used very specific and smart words.<br />
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4.) I saw that these poems still express everything that they're thinking about whether it's irrelevant or not.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-56826598037858719252016-04-22T07:37:00.000-07:002016-04-22T07:37:02.931-07:0042 reflection Discrimination for me isn't necessarily about skin color, for me discrimination is sort of like racism, because you're technically discriminating someone or being racist and just judging them. It's not accepting someone for who they really are. When you expect the same thing from every single person. We're all different but a discriminator would hate admitting that. They only want to see the same exact thing on everyone. For example, they would hate gay marriage. All they want is for everyone to be like them exactly. No flaws or anything, because they can't seem to understand that everyone is different and makes them unique. At least, that's in my opinion of course.<br />
<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-61193860961734160012016-04-18T06:34:00.001-07:002016-04-18T06:34:16.379-07:00When is there dignity in silence?If the principal accuses you of something that you didn't do you should explain calmly.<div>
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There are a lot of times where I wished I would've stayed silent but instead I talked back and got punished for it, but oh well. I guess that's how I learned my lesson, or at least I'm in the process of it.</div>
Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-30627868087825303792016-03-17T07:47:00.003-07:002016-03-17T07:47:51.312-07:00Blog 16: writing workshopI decided to work on writing. My writing was about how much love I have for this one kid. This kid shows so much care for me. He reminds me why I'm worthy and why people would be so lucky to have me as a friend. He loves me so much and I love him. That what I wrote about. About how I feel so worth it when I'm with him. "He makes me feel so worthy that I forget all the negative I have done to myself."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-25042899791211413312016-03-14T07:46:00.001-07:002016-03-14T07:46:08.997-07:0014 (Alternate Ending)Chapter 24<br />
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Jonas decided to slide down the hill with Gabriel. When they were sliding they both felt happiness. Gabriel had finally felt feelings. He felt love for Jonas. It was starting to get dark out "We better be aware Gabe," he said nervously. "They'll be returning soon." Jonas decided to grab his bicycle, the sled and Gabe. He walked for hours in search of food, for both of them. Every single little piece of food Jonas found he gave to Gabe first hoping to have some left for himself.<br />
Gabriel's health was all he thought about throughout the whole journey. Of course he still put thought into himself but Gabe came first. After hours of walking he finally found a place to lay and rest with Gabe. The problem was that it was a place were it was warm and with that warmness it was easier to tell whether a person was there hiding or not. Jonas leaned his bicycle on a tree a laid down on the floor with Gabe beside him.<br />
Gabriel heard the planes coming towards them, he immediately started screaming "Plane! Plane!" Jonas woke up, hoping to still have some memories of coldness. He thought it was over, he thought they were going to get caught. Jonas then remembered that he had just been in the snow sliding down the hill with Gabriel. When they were both sliding down, they were going fast and they both felt a cold breeze. He used that memory to hide their body's warmness in order for them to not be found.<br />
They were trying to keep the memory going, but Jonas needed to leave some for later just incase. So they stopped remembering and they got caught. Jonas looking at Gabriel with sympathy said "The plane was suppose to leave, they weren't supposed to see anything other than a bicycle!" By then, the Path-Maintenance crew was already walking toward them.<br />
They were freaked out, Jonas decided to make a bad decision. He immediately grabbed Gabe and his bicycle and started peddling away. They got pretty far away from the plane. But Jonas still had in mind that a plane and a bicycle were nothing alike. He decided to use that last piece of memory of the slide when he heard the plane coming towards them. This time he used it all, nothing left. Jonas was scared, he didn't know what to do, but all he knew was that he disliked that feeling. Gabriel in the other hand didn't really know what was going on but he knew that something was off. "We'll be heading back to Elsewhere and slide down the hill for while?" Jonas said, "does that sound fun?" Hoping to make Gabriel happy and feel unthreatened. They went back the next day early in the morning, being so much more careful of course. Jonas knew what he was doing and why. He felt confident, and he loved that feeling.<br />
They had so much fun and Jonas got what he wanted. He was able to make more memories with the cold weather for the next emergency. They decided it was time to go somewhere far, somewhere were no one would ever think they would be at. So they took a path full of trees, and Jonas started seeing a color on the leaves.<br />
"Do you see that Gabe?" Gabriel not knowing what Jonas was talking about just looked at the boring and plain old grey leaves.<br />
"Do you see the color?" Jonas asking with so much excitement turned and looked at Gabriel. He saw how confused he looked, so he figured that Gabe couldn't see the different kind of color he was looking at. "I've seen this color before, I just don't know where." He started going through all of his memories shuffling them hoping to remember such an important thing. "I remember now!" He screamed with excitement "The Giver gave me this exact color as a memory." Remembering the color, Jonas was so convinced. "Yes! The color's name is .. Orange. Yes, I think that's what it's called. Orange." He remembered some memories being confused thinking that they should have been green because that's what he had seen in some of the Giver's memories.<br />
Still doubting himself and his vision, they kept walking. Not knowing that the crew had been watching them all along. It was against the rules to run away especially to escape once they had already found them. They kept walking and walking until they found a similar place like the Elsewhere. He looked up at the sign, "Welcome to Colorville." Jonas was so confused but decided to explore not knowing that he was leading the crew all along. Once the crew got here they called for back up not knowing what they were getting into. Once Jonas stepped inside, all he saw was colors. He didn't know all of them but he loved them all.<br />
"Can you see it Gabriel? Are you looking at what I'm looking at?" Gabriel nodded, followed by a "yesh!" Jonas thinking that Gabriel was lying pointed at the color red, and asked Gabriel to point at something else with the same exact color. Gabriel then pointed at a shiny red car. Now Jonas knowing that Gabriel could finally see all the different color's they explored together trying to learn all the different names of each an every single color. The crew stepped into the new discovered village. They saw color's too and they were amazed but they were still in search for Jonas and Gabe. Back up came a while after and started inspecting the village. Liking it of course, they still had to punish Jonas and Gabe for escaping. Not being able to say bye to each other they released Jonas and Gabe had been given to a different couple. </div>
Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-55967050988793386152016-03-10T06:37:00.000-08:002016-03-10T06:37:15.227-08:00Blog 12: this or thatI would rather pick being unknown while I'm alive and recognized while I'm dead because that way people will remember me or at least still know me while I'm dead. People can talk about me through out so many years and I would never get boring.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-65464417649483873282016-03-09T06:53:00.000-08:002016-03-09T06:53:09.208-08:00Bog 12: legacy I sometimes wish to be known for some quotes that I've made up and some writing. I also want to be known as a gymnast. I hope they remember all the good, I don't want them to forget any of the bad. The reason why I don't want them to forget all of the bad is because I'm not perfect. I'm not someone who's only made good choices. I don't want them to think that I was a perfect. I want them to know that I've made bad choices at one point and that it helped me through the rest.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-59283977950421539762016-03-01T06:42:00.000-08:002016-03-01T06:42:36.184-08:00Blog ten: understanding I think that since its Jonas' point of view I understand it a little bit better because it technically from a child's point of view. If it would've been from his mothers point of view I feel as if I would have understand it but a little bit less just because she might use some kind of different wording.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-76988672707512605072016-02-25T07:25:00.002-08:002016-02-25T07:25:27.620-08:00Blog Eight: FreedomEstablishing Justice challenges today's society because not everyone thinks the same. Some people are racist and wish bad for others. In he article that we read talked about how a police officer shot an African American. Justice is a challenge for some people. Not everyone's fair with everyone either because of they're color or where they come from. I think that justice and being fair isn't a problem in The Giver because everyone's the same. Everyone thinks and does everything the same, there is no jealousy and there is racism. In other cases, some people do support justice and freedom. Some people aren't racist and are fair with others no matter the color or where they're from.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-718637473671991052016-02-23T07:27:00.000-08:002016-02-23T07:27:46.030-08:00Blog seven: Jonas' POV changeHis point of view is changing from others because he became The Reciever of Memory and now everything changed. He has a different point of view of his life and his society now. Ever since he found out that he was going to be able to lie and since he found out that The Giver was able to transfer memory into him. Jonas started thinking that maybe he wasn't the only one who was able to lie. Maybe his parents assignment also included that rule, but he had no way of knowing, if he asked they could lie. (68)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-23831794510301069232016-02-23T06:36:00.001-08:002016-02-23T06:36:38.771-08:00Blog six: New chapter Titlechapter 9: Do you lie?<br />
I chose to name this chapter "Do you lie?" Because in the book it all has to do with rule number 8. That's how the mistery begins. "Rule 8. You may lie".<br />
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And act the same, because everybody's following the same rules. They're all the same.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767863307544942452.post-86036064028450703392016-02-16T06:41:00.002-08:002016-02-19T06:42:09.061-08:00Some of the things that are similar to out world would be some rules! Our society also has rules. Another similar rule would be that China can also only have two kids! You are also aloud to adopt children and treat them like your own.<br />
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