1. I haven't done much but their are some that i do like doing like my "I am" poem, and the project where we ut out words from magazines and put them together to make another poem. I really enjoyed being able to write about whatever we want and expressing ourselves in our writing..

2. My "I am" was my most favorite because i actually put my heart into it and my feelings and i reall enjoyed sharing it with my friends.

3. I think i got my title from previous writings and my life. because when i write something i write for myself but also for others to see what i have gone through and to show them that i can do it than so can they.

4. I may continue writing in my journal but i can hardly ever think of something i usually just go off of something wether its made up or real.. i really hope later on down the road i can come back to this and see what i was like in high school.

5.                                                                           Window Poem


A weeping willow up ahead i see,
of and old olfactory.
That reminds me as a child,
where i used to go and hide.

To my right is a lovely river,
where a man sits as a fish.
With the water flowing soft and slow, the sun touches and it glows

The old oak with my ree house was gone,
now ses a quaint barn.
but my head is still high,
and my smile always bright.

Someitmes i wonder as the days go by,
what the days mean when the weather chages & why.
always remember though,
Stay bright and clean because you are the window though which you see your home

A small yellow house in the distant hills i see
where the leaves fall freely.
The Autumn is where the day is great,
counting the trees that make the world bright.

Further and further is a lighthouse,
That lights up the town when the night falls.
But the closest thing ad furthest thing at all.
Is the little spider crawng on window.



6.

I am….

I am big and muscular…

I am a brown eyed boy who is alone…

I am a brown hair and tan skin…

Yo soy hispano…

I am a father at a young age but the mind of a wise man…

I am a fiancee of a beautiful girl…

I am a hard working man striving to win the appreciation of my mother…

I am an artist whos goals are set higher than normal…

I am parts of lyrics from S.P.M. in his song “Real Gangsta”…

I am one of six kids…

I am the oldest in my house and second oldest in the family…

I am a paintbrush that slowly brushes across a well primed canvas…

I am a big tree alone in a giant field hangin onto all he’s got during a bad storm…

I am an allegory waiting for someone to understand me truly…

I am a young boy growing up to quick…

I am a very understanding person and responsible…

I am someone waiting to see what my real talent is and what my future holds…

I am a red rose with thorns torn off and blood dripping from the pedals…

I am affable…

I am an olfactory of gun powder…

I am quaint in music…

I am bereft of a father…

I am timorous of spiders and losing my family…

I am a boy who dreams of the firmanent and wonders…

I am a what if guy…

I am a gentleman…

I am respectful…

I am honest…

I am not a trouble maker anymore…

I am a guitar player…

I am a curious person…

I am a student at kickapoo high school…

I am very protective over my family…

I am someone you can come talk to about problems…

I am a person who gives good advice…

I am someone who always wants to know whats going on and tries to fix things.

I am sitting in a classroom typing this right now…

I am a very funny person who enjoys talking to people and getting to know other, who loves making jokes but can always be serious about other things.

I am finally done with what I can think of…


7.I dont plan on becoming a writer anytime soon but i will always write for fun. i love being able to add on to stories and coming up with crazy ideas. I love writing, in this class we could actually enjoy writng about something other than something we didnt want to write about or think about.

8. Ill say this to everyone just keep your head up and never stop writing.

9.My mind once laid numb
because my old flame you left
my finger they ached
from wiping the tears i wept

i thought you were the poetry
the words that completed my heart
i thought you were the other half of my puzzle
but i realize your were just a tiny part

my muse is so close to death
I have ignored her for you
my heart is trying to fix itself
after all you have put me through

poetry once my most cherished art
is become so hard now to compose
the words they lay trampled on by you
why did you crush our simplistic rose.

my mind lays numb after what you've done
and i will never comprehend why you left
but i will not these hands ache anymore
I'm gonna dry up these tears i have wept

Famous First and Last Lines

"It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three time in the dead of night, and the voice on the other end asking for someone he was not."

So i told him to shut up and all he did was yell at me. So i hung up the phone and about an hour later he came to my house. I told him to leave but instead he pushed me so we started to fight. he punched me in the mouth and i head butted him in the throat. and he started coughing up blood and fell on the ground.. as i started to walk away he got up and busted a lamp over my head i fell on the ground and turned around. ITS ON! i cocked both my feet back and kicked him as hard as i could in the chest. he went flying out the window shattering it and i followed after i picked him up by his shirt and ran his head into the outside wall of the house... and then tossed him asside. My wife was glad that the thief who has been breaking into our house was gone and

"She sat staring with her eyes shut, ito his eyes, and felt as if she had finally got to the beginning of something she couldn't ein, and she saw him moving farther and farther away, farther and farther into the darkness until he was the pin ponit of light."

Ask a favorite teacher about...

Songs that reminded people of their childhood were madonna, prince, cyndi lopper and church songs. Mrs. Fraser told me theses... Some of her favorite songs or singers would be adele, jack johnson beatles and bob marley.

 Mrs. Clark said dubussy for her mother "old" country for her dad and Metallica for her brothers

Mrs. Clark also went to alot of concerts some really good ones were to  see metallica, pink floyd alice cooper breaking benjamin led zepplin, ozzy ozborne and the black sabbeth.. which i think is pretty cool.

 Mrs. Nance listens to 88.3 the wind which i listen to also, it has great bands like hillsong united and casting crowns its really great church music.

Music mrs. clark and mrs. askew didnt like where p diddy snoop doggy dog from mrs askew and country western from mrs clark.

 Music Questions

1. When I listen to music such as rock or heavy metal, I am in a destructive mood. I tend to drive faster when im listening to music or i dont pay attention as much. but when i listen to music with guitars or just guitars i feel really calm and i think about EVERYTHING.

2.My favorite song would have to be "Waking the demon" by BFMV It isnt connected to anything i just really like the beat of it..

3. Ha ha ha this one is really really funny my taste in music has changed hugely in my time. when i lived in florida i would've never thought i would listen to metal or rock, i listen to a lot of SPM and Mexican music.. I still listen to the same music but not as much anymore.

4.Without music, the world would be a disaster, why? because music is a big topid in the advertisement departments and a way for people to express themselves.. it would be really crazy.

5. I would really love to be a musician and play guitar. i think that the piano and the guitar are the most beautiful instruments. anytime i see a guitar i want to get my hands on one. im not the best but whatever i know i love to play.. i would love to pursue my dreams of becoming a musician.

Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by Judith Viorst.

           
            I can remember this book because of the cover, I really dont remember what it was about. I am really bad remembering things but if i see something i can keep it in my head for a while. people say its a gift i say i am a visual learner. I liked the cover of the book because it reminded me of when i was young because it looks like alexander doesnt want to get up and he just woke up so he's tired. Thats what i was like when i was younger so i can relate to that.


Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss


             I can remember this book because of the green eggs and ham. Duh, thats what the book is about but i always thought that it was just rotten and nasty. Also just like the book "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day" i can remember the cover and some of the pages inside.. I can remember only bits in parts of when i was little and my teacher would read it out to us in class.




Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak


                 I also remember this book because of the cover and the pictures.. I would look at the pictures and just kinda make up in my head what was going on. I didnt like to read a lot. Actually i hated to read but now i love reading because i can visualize so much into my head while i read that i never know whats coming up next so in my own mind i surprise myself and i love that feeling.

No matter how old or young you are, no matter how badass you think you are, you will always answer a toddlers ringing toy phone when they hand it to you.

Memorable Passage

This passage reall reminds me Florida where i used to live.

"On sunday morning  while church bells rang in the villages along shore the world and its mistress returned to Gatsby's house and twinkled hilariously on his lawn."

Not exactly whith the whole Gatsby thing but I used to live in Florida and the way this scene was described it reminded me of Daytona beach.

Sometimes I want to go inside a writers mind and see what they can visualize.. You can really draw or create a visualization, but you can use words to describe to the reader as much as possible what it might look like. It may not be the same but every person can create their own image.