Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Reading Log:

Book: Becoming Naomi Leon

Author: Pam Munoz Ryan

Pages read: 0-139

Days read:
Monday

Entries:

1) Owen always sees he good in people.

Skyla went on a shopping spree for Naomi but not Owen and, "Owen grinned at Skyla and said a little to loud for his raspy voice, 'Thank you!'"

Even though Skyla his mother has never shopped for him and keeps him at bay with false hope he still sees the best in her and thanked her.

2) Clive is not very nice.

"It was Clive's napkin. Next to it a brown-streaked lump of soap sat in a puddle of water. He had taken my bluebird of happiness from the Thanksgiving table and used it to wash the turkey grease from his hands."

Naimi's latest soap creation was a bluebird she had worked so hard to make. Then, Clive knowing that used it to wash his hands with.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Reading Log

J.K. Rowling

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Pages:
Tuesday 481-500
Wednesday 500-520
Thursday 520-540
Friday 540-560
Saturday 560-580
Sunday 580-600
Monday 600-620
Tuesday 620-640

Response:

1)

Claim: Horace Slughorn has alternitive reasons for going to see Argog's send off.

Evidence: "But acromantula venom is very valuable... If he beast only just died it might not have yet dried out... Of course, I wouldn't  want to do anything insesitive if Hagrid is upset...but if there way anyway to procure some... I mean it's almost impossible to get venom from an acromantula whilt it's alive..." (Rowling 481) "...seems an awful waste not to collect it... might get a hundred Galleons a pint... To be frank, my salary is not large..." (Rowling 481)

Explination: Professer Sulghorn seems to wants to go to Aragog's burial not for sympathy for Hagrid but for his own gain. He would like to take Aragog's venoma and sell it for a lot of money in Diagon Alley.

2) Multiple Persectives

Claim: Harry thinks that Snape is evil. Really he is not

Evidence: "Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore. "Avada Kedavera!" A green jet of light shot from the end of Snape's wand and hit Dumbledore squarley in the chest."

Explination: Snape killed Dumbledore and many now hate him for it. Later on after Voldemort killed Snape (too long of an explination for now). But, after Snape's tragic death Harry took his memories and put them in the pensive. What he saw was Dumbledore telling him to kill Snape in order to fool Voldemort (which worked). Dumbledore was going to die from a curse anyway, so his life was jus ended early.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Reading Log

J.K. Rowling

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Pages:
Wednesday 260-300
Thursday 300-340
Friday 340-380
Saturday 380-420
Sunday 420-460
Monday 460-482

Response:

1)
Claim: Harry does not like Cormac McLaggen.

Evidence: "He could not decide which one was more annoying. McLaggen kept up a constant stream of hints that he would make a better perment keeper thn Ron..." (Rowling 409) "... And keen to abuse McLaggen as much as possible." (Rowling 410) "So how's McLaggen shaping up?" "I've told you," said Harry patiently, "he could be world-class and I wouldn't want to keep him. He keeps trying to tell everyone what to do, he thinks he could play every position better than the rest of us. I can't wait to be shot of him." (Rowling 411)

Explanation: Harrydoes not like him because even though they have something in common McLaggen is too self centered and thinks that he knows more than anything. In the actual Quiddich game McLaggen was apparently trying to teach the beaters how to play and he ended up knocking Harry out when he hit a bludger at him too hard. Woke up in the hospital wing suffering from a broken skull.

2)

Claim: Slughorn does not want to give up the memory.

Evidence: "Because, I think he is ashamed of what he remembers," said Dumbledore. "He has tried to rework the memory to show himself in a better light, obliterating those parts he does not wish me to see." (Rowling 371)

Explanation: Professor Slughorn answered Tom Riddles question in a manner that he was not proud of and did not want him to see it for it might ruin his good reputation, get him fired, or even worse get him throwen in Azkaban. But in the end it is really not something that he should really be ashamed of because he did not give out too much information.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Reading Log

J.K. Rowling

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Pages:
Saturday 1-56
Sunday 56-128
Monday 128-194
Tuesday 194-260

Response:

1. Harry believes that Dumbledores letter is a fake.

Harry believes that Dumbledore himself coming to pick him up from the awful place in which the Dursleys live is to good to be true. So, therefore he will not allow himself to get his hopes up. "But Harry had not packed. It seemed too good to be true that he was going to be rescued  from the Dursleys after a mere fortnight of their company." (Rowling 44) "Harry had not been able to face packing and then being let down and having to unpack again. The only gesture he had made to the possibility of a journey was to shut his snowy owl, Hedwig, safely inside her cage." (Rowing 44) Harry does not want to get his hopes up and then proceed to get letdown.

2. Harry does not like Horace Slughorns dinner parties.

Harry is considered the "Chosen One" and Professor wants to be associated with him and other students who have potential Harry does not like attending these parties because he is always put on the spot. "'Well, I've had Quidditch practice, Professor,' said Harry, who had indeed been scheduling practices every time Slughorn had sent him a little violet ribbon-adorned invitation." Harry does not want to be shut up in a room with a load of hopefuls. He also, does not want to leave his best friend Ron out, for he was not invited to these parties.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Reading Log

Reading Log:

Book: Queste

Author: Angie Sage

Times Read:
Wendsday 40 minutes total pages 197-245
Thursday 30 minutes total pages 245-308

Response:

1. Marcia is angry with Septimus.

"I only get upset," said Marcia,"because I want to protect you from harm. And how can I do that if you are not honest with me?" Pg.199

She is mad with Septimus because he had told her that he was going to visit his mom, but really he had been going to visit the 1,000 year old alchemist named Marcellus Pye.

2. Jenna, Beetle, and Septimus will do anything to get Nikko back.

"It's worth the risk." said Jenna, glancing at Septimus and Bettle. They nodded.

Nikko and Snorri went back in time along with Jenna and Septimus. But, Nikko and Snorri could not get back. Septimus, Jenna, and Beetles only chance infinding them is this map that due to the recent storm is in peices. It would be no problen to fix but it is mizzing a peice so they wil have to make an Incomplete ReUnion this is risky because it makes the paper very hot an potentially combust.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

What Changed Me

Natalie McKittrick

Period: 4

What Change Me

It was around 6:00pm and as any 5 year old you would be well getting ready for bed. Brushing your teeth, eating dinner, you know the drill. Then, once your parents finally get you settled down and tucked into bed you… of course you fall asleep.

            I was lying in my white metal bed, in my white walled room, that I had shared with my sister. On one wall was a large wooden bed that belonged to my little sister, and the one beside it was mine. In the right corner of the rectangular room was the little green bag with white flowers on it. Little did I know that I would soon be needing its contents. I was laying there peacefully dreaming when all of the sudden my breath fell short.

            I sat straight up taking in whatever air I could. Wheezing, my lungs were pleading for air, but alas, I could not give them what they dearly wanted. What was I to do? I already knew that it was my asthma because I had had problems with it in the past, but my parents were always there to help me to fix it and take the medicine.

            I was sitting there as helpless as a newborn baby, not knowing what to do because I had never been prepared for something like this… ever! My mind was racing, searching for something to do. There was only one thing that I knew might work. I whipped around and yanked my little sisters’ hair.

            At first she slapped my hand away, and as I persisted she began to groan, and finally I heard a grunt that sounded like, “What!

            All that I could say what was the simple word, “Asthma.” Of course she flopped back down onto her bed, so I continued to tug her hair, and then whispered, “ Get mom and dad,” even quieter this time. It was barley audible. She fell out of bed and began to trudge towards the door, but it was much to slow.  I took in the deepest breath that I possibly could and said, “Hurry!” As she left the room, she held the door as she walked out leaving it slightly ajar; I greatly wanted to close it all of the way. I could barely breath, so I wasn't going to "take my chances" and walk over to fix the little quirk that bugged me oh so much. 

            About a minute later I heard voices in the hallway, and then all of the sudden the light flicked on practically blinding me, and a blur that was my mom was vaulting towards the corner that held the little green bag with the white flowers, and she began to assemble the bulky contraption. A few seconds later my dad strolled, picked me up, and brought me over to my mom and set me down. Then my mom began to probe around the bag for the final piece while I felt that minute by minute my life was being dragged away from me. It took another minute or so to finally get it working, and then at last my mom pours the clear foul tasting liquid into the pipe, handed it to me, and says breath deep breaths. Within minutes I was gulping in the air relieving the pain in my lungs. One minute later my sister slowly lumbered back into the room resembling Frankenstein, more so than a four year old child should. She practically fell into bed and back asleep.

            This event taught me to treasure life because it might not always be there and that hard difficult times are a circumstance to life. Almost everyday I look back to this day and think about how lucky I am to be alive. I remember it like it was yesterday, and it makes me proud that I had this experience because it defiantly changed the way I think, and I wouldn’t be half the person I am today, if that would not have happened to me.