Second Quarter Blog Entry #6

When it comes to pranks, I am the one to call. I've always pulled pranks on people ever since I was little. I've had many experience with many different kinds of pranks from scaring prank to calling pranks, but I personally prefer the scaring pranks overall. If you want to know how many times I've scared my friends, ask them. They won't even know what number to start at. I did decide to pull a prank on my own mother once. At night, she always tucks my siblings in for bed and she always leaves the bathroom light on for a nightlight. But one night I sneaked into the bathroom and hid behind the door. The light switch was behind the door right by were I was standing so my mom had to reach around the door in the dark to turn it on. She walked into the bathroom and reached around the door to flip the light switch but I grabbed her arm and let out a blood curdling scream. She basically had a series of mini heart attacks because she was screaming like there was no tomorrow.

The only thing I could do was fall on the ground, suffocating because I was laughing so hard. My mom had to realize what had happened before she started chasing me across the house. I ran through my parents bed room and saw my dad lying in bed laughing. He was laughing because he already knew what I had done and heard it. Finally when I had reached a dead end, my mom grabbed me and started screaming at me while shaking me back and forth. I wasn't scared because I was still laughing. I didn't really have any sort of punishment other than her lecturing me to stop scaring her. I still think that it was worth it because I have never laughed that hard in my life.

Second Quarter Blog Entry #5

When it comes to this "young love" stuff, I don't have very much experience. I've had one experience, though, that changed my point of view towards things. I'm not going to name who the person is, but I did have a love at first sight sort of experience. The feelings that it brought inside me were unlike no others that I have ever felt. These emotions multiply rapidly once you actually talk to the person. I met this girl at the end of the homecoming dance my freshman year. The last song that they played was a slow dance song so me and her danced. The feelings that you get are like no other feelings out there. In ways they are like torture to your insides because you can never get them off your mind. Other times it's satisfying just to see that person walking down the hallway. Though the emotions can be very odd feeling, you have to keep an eye on your school work.

Her and I were talking for a while, getting to know each other better. Some nights we would talk on the phone, and some days we would hangout at the mall. Though the internal feelings were great between us, we later decided to work things out. We decided that we shouldn't start dating because neither of us wanted someone to get hurt. So now we are just friends, but it's probably better that way so someone doesn't get hurt and we never be friends ever again. Before we came to this agreement, I tried to do everything to impress her. But I guess in the end it worked out better this way, so we are both happy and won't get hurt.

Second Quarter Blog Entry #4

It wasn't exactly a  friend or sibling that convinced me to do something neat, it was my own father. When my father was a child, he was always the troublemaker type of kid. I was the complete opposite of him as a child; I always obeyed the rules. We took a family trip to Holiday World when I was only around 5 years old. When we got there, I wanted to ride the canoe ride which was just a bunch of canoes that floated around. There was a sign that said don't paddle with your hands but I never saw it. Once I got on the ride, I heard my dad calling my name. I turned around and saw him saying, "Paddle with your hands!". I didn't think it was anything bad because I never knew that you weren't supposed to, until the lady that was managing the line screamed at me to keep my hands inside the canoe. I felt terrible after that and I was furious with my dad for tricking me into paddling with my hands.

I always hated it when I got in trouble because I hated breaking the rules, it's just the way I am. When my dad tricked me I was very angry with him for the majority of the trip because he knew that I didn't like getting in trouble. The trip was fun but after that, I was sure to read all the safety precautions and rules for every ride. I should have expected my dad to be trying to trick me like that but I was only 5, so I didn't really see it coming. Paddling the canoe with my hands wasn't the worst thing in the world, but it was the fact that I got in trouble that upset me. This characteristic of me hasn't changed as time progressed, but I have become more weary of things my dad tells me to do.

Second Quarter Blog Entry #3

          In my life I have never really been considered a "bawlbaby". There was one time, though, when we still lived at our house in Makanda. I was around 3 years old and my sister was 1 when my parents decided to play hide and seek with us, without us knowing. My sister and I were searching all around the house, but no one to be found. We didn't know what was going on so we both walked up the stairs, sat down at the top, and started to cry. This is one of the very rare occasions where I was being a big bawlbaby. We just sat there at the top of the stairs crying until my parents finally came out of hiding. I think that this was evenly classified between silly and necessary because since we were really little, we were scared that we lost our parents. There was fear present at the time because the feeling of fear and loss were present. There are only rare occasions were I have done this again. I am never really the type to just let emotions run loose.
         
          The only events of me being a bawlbaby happened when I was a really little kid. One other time that I can recall was when we were camping and I had brought my favorite stuffed lion along. My bike had a little basket on the front so I decided to put my lion in the basket and go for a bike ride. I was having the greatest time of my life but when I got back to my camper, no lion. My lion's name was Leo. I started having a panic attack so my parents and I went looking for him along the trail that I rode my bike on but Leo was no where to be found. I was crying for an entire day straight because me and Leo did everything together. In this case, I think that being a bawlbaby was necessary because I was really attached to my stuffed lion and I had lost him. The feeling that I had in this story wasn't fear but solely the feeling of loss. These are two of the rare occasions of my bawlbaby experiences.

Second Quarter Blog Entry #2

During my 3rd and 4th grade years, I let my temper get a hold of me one day. There days were going by just fine until a bully started picking on me and wouldn't leave me alone. This was going on for a long time before I finally snapped. The bully was your typical bully who follows youa round, calls you names, and pushes you. I was so sick of it that I couldn't even control what happened next. We were on the playground and the bully came up to me and was once again, being a big jerk. That was when I had enough of him. I faced him and and walked right up to him. I clenched my right fist and swung three blows to the stomach. I didn't even have time to think about what had happened. I guess it sort of just slipped out of no where.

There was a punishment when my parents found out about what happened. My dad wasn't really mad at all because he always taught me how to stand up for myself. It was my mom who was angry. She grounded me from all electronics for a month. I couldn't even watch TV. It was probably one of the worst things for a kid to go through. There was literally nothing to do after about a week into that month. It definitely taught me to thnik about my actions before I use them. My mom has always been the one that would punish me the worst. My dad never really punishes me like my mom does. The next time I ever got in trouble, I was sure to let my dad know first before my mom couldn't sentence the punishment.

2nd Quarter Blog Entry #1

Refection of 1st quater blog


The project of the 1st quarter blog was very enjoyable in my opinion. I think of the blogging project as an enjoyable, yet educational tool for students to use. I was very satisfied with my grade that I recieved for the 1st Quarter Blog. I can't really think of many goals that I would like to set fot the 2nd Quarter Blog other than maybe changing the overall design of my blog. To go into more detail about how I'm going to change the overall design of my blog is that I may change the background and the theme. I may change the fonts of the posts as well. I don't think that there is any major changes that need to be done to my blog. I am very satisfied with the grade that I recieved on this blogging project, and I think that the overall blogging project its definitly worth the effort.

My additude towards this blog is very positive. I would definitly continue this project because it's definitly neccessary for learning purposes. The "Blog Project" in general is a very fun; yet postive way to learn. These type of projects can also lead to future careers. The reason why I mentioned careers is because a very good friend of mine is really obsessed with "The Muppets"; so he created a blog about them, discussing upcoming performances and such. Eventually when he graduated highschool he was offered a job opportunity by the creators of "The Muppets". I will add a link to show what a simple blog can lead to for a persons' future. Blogging does definitly benifit the person instead of a waste of time. It teaches the user deferent skills and methods of doing things. It can help how they write papers as well. Many simple blogs out there can start an amazing beneficial career for anyone who is determined enough for the great outcomes.

An introduction to King of the Wild Frontier: As a little boy was growing up through the years, he had a terrible anger issue. When he was really little and he didn't get what he wanted, he would jump up in the air and land on the ground without his legs hitting the ground first. His mother went to get help on how to stop these rages. Someone had told her to slide an alphebet block underneath him when he jumped up so he would stop because the pain would not be something that he would do again. Then once he learned to not do that, he would go into the bathroom and hit his head against the bathtub. Once more, his mother went to seek help on how to solve this. She had been told to hit his head on the tub harder than intented so he would stop doing that; and it worked. This is a brief intro to the book, "King of the Wild Frontier." Some expected insights may be that the boy either has a tough time getting through life with his anger or he uses that anger to pursue a career that requires an extensive amount of determination.

Here is the link to the blog that helped start a great career that I mentioned earlier in the second paragraph:   ---------->  http://themuppetmindset.blogspot.com/

Blog Entry #6

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Blog Entry #5: Literary Elements

Setting: The setting is the time and place in which a story takes place. The setting of the story that I chose takes place in an underground anti-nuclear compound in the early 2000's.

Tone: The tone of a story is the author's attitude toward the story. The tone of the compound is a mixture between frustration and depression. The reason for this is that the characters don't want anything more in life that to get out of the compound and live normal lives again.

Theme: The theme of a story is the overall central idea that the story is trying to portray. The theme of the story that I read is that you should be thankful of what you have and that you are living and healthy, no matter how bad things seem to be. An example of this was that the children in the compound were not appreciative of the things that their father had done for them. They weren't thankful that he had set up a compound that they couldn't live in and survive in in case nuclear war broke out.

Antagonist: The antagonist in a story is the enemy or foe who is trying to stop the progression of the protagonist. The antagonist in my story was the father because he lied to the whole family that there was a nuclear war going on and that they had to stay in the compound for the next 15 years. He was a little crazy in the head so there wasn't really anything good that he was doing for the family, the compound was pointless because there was never actually a nuclear war.

Imagery: An author uses imagery in their story to describe what they are talking about more than words can. In my story, the Turducken (which is a food that Eli's father makes every Christmas that is composed of duck, turkey, and chicken) is described by Eli using imagery because Eli was having food cravings and he couldn't stop thinking about the Turducken. The description that Eli used was very descriptive in helping you visualize what he was talking about.

Blog Entry #4

You have a very good blog. There is a big variety of pictures that you have chosen and used within your posts. The overall setup of your blog is really an attention getter and goes great with the items you have posted. Very good. ( Posted on Marcus Burton's Blog)

I think that you blog is very good. The background of the blog and the posts are very interesting. There is a good display of pictures in one of your later posts. Overall I like this blog a lot and think it is definitely worth taking the time to look at. ( Posted on Atley Green's Blog)

Very nice blog! I think that the book you chose sounds interesting to read. The setup and picture you have chosen are very interesting as well. You have a good summary of your book. Overall you have a very nice blog and you should continue to keep it that way. ( Posted on Iman Ibrahim's Blog)

Blog Entry #3 Musical Composition

This piece of music is written and performed by Christopher Gluck and Elizabeth Woo. I chose this piece of music because it has a sad tone to it which is the tone of the setting in the book, "The Compound". The characters inside the book feel that they will never be granted the ability to see the outside world ever again. This piece sets an exact tone of the setting in the book. The character, Eli, would give anything to be released from the compound to see his brother. He knows that is impossible since his brother is dead, or so he thinks. The other family members are feeling what Eli is feelings but they don't show it. Eli shows his form of depression by growing is hair really long and letting it dangle over his eyes.

There is lots of mixed feelings within the characters. Eli never had a father who played ball with him or even have a little conversation with him. His own father wanted to keep him and his family imprisoned in a place of sorrow. Eli and the other family members didn't know what to think when they had escaped and their dad went back inside the compound that exploded just shortly after he retreated back inside. I believe that this piece contains an appropriate tone for this story.

The Compound Picture Description

( Eli's laptop from his dad)

( The Compound's livestock room)

( Eli's cabin on fire)

( The compound food supply.)

(Nuclear warfare that was happening outside the compound.)

(Trying to escape from the compound.)

(The Vault door in the compound.)

(Cloning Machine in the compound.)

(Nuclear warfare outside the compound.)

(Inside the compound.)

Introduction

Hello, my name is Ethan. I choose to read Compound by S.A. Bodeen. I choose this book because I thought it had an interesting plot that was worth reading and blogging about. A summary of what I have read so far starts with a young boy named Eli. Eli and his brother Eddie were celebrating their birthday on August 16th, towards the end of the party, nuclear warfare had been declared. Eli's brother, Eddie, had an allergic reaction to something so his grandmother decided she would drive back to the house and get his medicine while the others went to their father's secret underground bunker, not knowing that Eddie had crawled into the back of their grandmother's car. As soon as they reached the hatch that led into the bunker (without Eddie and their Grandmother) they hurried and crawled down it and went down the stairs. Eli's father was forced to shut the hatch before Eddie and his grandmother had reached it. Forcing them to burn cruelly in the nuclear rumble felt down inside the bunker. No one was able to sleep that night. Six years later, Eli had been snooping around the compound in the places that he was allowed in to see what was in there. He had found a letter inside of his dad's bible that was written 3 months ago that said: "TELL PHIL", which was his dad's accountant. Eli has been discovering clues that may be leading to the conclusion that the world was never in danger.