Monday, October 29, 2012

White Fang


Author’s Note: I wrote this piece on this book because White Fang is an outcast and it’s sad to see outcasts in the world. Please look at my sentence beginnings.

In the book “White Fang” by Jack London the main character, White Fang was going through some problems in this book. He was abounded when he was just a little half wolf half dog puppy. White Fang went to go find a new home but that didn’t work out the way he hoped. While hunting a rabbit he finds a tribe of native Americans. The young pup attempts to run away but he can’t help his curiosity to try to find a new family. One native American takes him in but all the others in the tribe including the other dogs didn’t accept him.

If everyone in White Fang’s life that hurt him or made fun of him he wouldn’t be as furious, strong and smart as he could. The book made the Native Americans look like bad people but what they really did is turn him into a great wolf. His family wasn’t there to teach him the native Americans were the ones to do that. 

Friday, October 5, 2012

Why There Are Rails on Escalators

Author's Note: I wrote this piece because every year I remember less and less about this so if i write about it I will never forget it.

When I was four years old I was at the mall with family friends. We just entered the mall and were deciding where to go first. While my sisters were looking at a map two older boys and I decided to have a contest, who could go on the outside of the rail and up the rail the highest. I'd have no idea what would've happened to me that night.

It was the first boys' turn and he made it about four feet and he thought it was pretty impressive. I knew I could beat that. The second boy made it about six feet up I wasn't so sure I could beat that but I was sure I was going to try. I wish I hadn't though.

Now it was my turn to go and I was determined to beat six feet. I did. But I didn't come back down. When I got to a certain point it was too high to jump down! I had to keep going up. Luckily there was a lady who pulled me up over the railing and took me down to my sisters!

I was twenty to thirty feet up in the air if that lady hadn't saved me I might have died. One of the worst things about this is I don't even know who saved my life. If only I knew so I could find her and thank her.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Teepeeing Gone Wrong


Authors Note: I wrote this piece because when I thought of life experiences this stuck out. This is my first piece of the year so I am trying to have a proficient piece so I can get to advanced later in the year.

On a very swampy like early morning, two of my friends and I wanted to go teepeeing, for those of you who don’t know teepeeing, teepeeing is throwing toilet paper rolls into a house’s trees. The ground was soaking wet but only a slight drizzle was falling from the sky. Perfect teepeeing weather. My friends and I packed duffle bags and set out to teepee a house that a girl in our grade lived in. That night I could’ve gotten in the biggest trouble that I’d ever been in.

While we were walking to the house that we were going to teepee, we had two main concerns, a bar that we had to pass and any patrolling cops. We made it to the house while evading the bar and we didn’t see any cops. We set up our bags in her backyard and started throwing toilet paper rolls into her trees. We threw about ten rolls when the slight drizzle was turning into a major storm. Luckily the side of her hard had two willow trees that my friends and I used as cover for the toilet paper that hadn’t yet been thrown. Even though it was raining cats and dogs we decided we had to throw all the rolls to make this one of our best jobs yet. My friends and I were about halfway done when we saw head lights. My friend whispered to me “We need to find a spot to hide.”  So my friends and I hid on the front porch of the house we were teepeeing all we had for cover was some patio furniture. The patrol car defiantly saw that the house was teepeed and the cop must’ve only been there for two minutes but it felt like an hour.

My friends and I were still waiting behind the patio furniture and the cop had turned on its brighter headlights to look but didn’t see us. So he drove away and the only reason he didn’t get out of the car was probably because it was raining so hard. After the cop drove away we stayed in the same spot for about another minute before we decided we should move and try and get back to one of our houses. We had successfully made it through the neighborhood and now we had to get through a bars parking lot without being seen while each of us were carrying duffel bags half full of toilet paper. At two A.M. on the weekend that’s not so easy. We found an opening where no one would see us and we shot through it like a lightning bolt, just like the ones in the sky above us. We just had one obstacle left, a major street.

At the street my friends and I were just about to cross until out of nowhere the same cop car turns the corner and all of us immediately jump under a pine tree and drop to the ground. The cop car must of gotten over us and kept on going on patrol because it seemed like a very casual speed. It past us and we went on crossed the street and made it back to one of my friends house at about three A.M. and cover up our trail in the house and we went to bed and we all fell asleep within about thirty seconds of laying down.

All in all what we did was very bad and we never are going to do it again but we were bored and didn’t do the normal thing and just go to bed. We did something out of the ordinary of what we usually do. I’m not saying go and teepee someone’s house I’m just saying don’t be afraid to go against the flow. In fifty years I might tell my grandchildren that story because I will never forget that so that’s why I think it may have been worth it.

Charlie

Friday, May 18, 2012

Three Facts One Fiction


Author’s Note: I wrote this piece because it looked like it would be a fun piece to write. Also please look at my sentence frequency.

I got my fake tooth when I was nine years old. When I was in the dentist’s office I was asked if I wanted to be numbed or have laughing gas. Of course when I was nine I chose the laughing gas. First of all because it didn’t involve needles and second of all my mom told me it would feel just like someone was tickling me.

Unfortunately it wasn’t ticklish, but it tasted like bubble gum!  After half an hour it quickly started to taste like metal. Anyways after one hour of intense pain they finally wiggled the tooth out, but the pain didn’t stop there and I’m not talking about physical pain. I mean the days afterwards when I couldn’t eat anything harder than a French Fry and nothing carbonated when I drink. Although that only lasted a couple days I still can’t eat starburst or milk duds.

Monday, May 14, 2012

What Avenger Am I?

Author's Note: I wrote this because I think this movie is really cool. Please look at my word choice.

If I were an Avengers I would be The Hulk. I would be the Hulk because he is really strong and that means he can lift, punch, kick and run very well. Although he cannot control when he turns into the Hulk I still think that it would be funny to own some people. I could also make money by being the hulk by playing sports.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Symbolism

http://www.authorstream.com/Presentation/Charlie34-1416219-symbolism-finished/

Semantic Devices

Metaphor- The typical teenage boys’ room is a disaster area   

Simile- Cute as a kitten

Personification- That tree was waving to me

Hyperbole- His brain is the size of a pea

Puns- That’s pretty punny

Oxymoron- Almost big

Irony- Someone got run over by an ambulance?

Alliteration-Sally sells seashells down by the seashore