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.

Dear Blog,
             I'm tired as hell.... I just got off work and we were so packed today.. But what does that matter ha, people who come in and sit down and wait for their food are just sitting there not having a as to what's going on, while we (THE COOKS)  and the other people are busting their butts moving here and there fast and so easy to make a mistake... Well i've been at Tasia for 2 months and i mess up all the time... I guess I really dont get the point of this post but. I know that no one is perfect... Thank you :)

Writers as Readers

1.       When I read I like to be in a quiet place and where I won’t be bothered as much… I want to be able to draw into the book and not have to try and refocus back into the book.

5.    One of the books that I always felt on edge was the Maximum Ride series. The reason why it       always kept me on edge was because it was full of action scenes and the chapters were really short.

7.     The first book I ever remember reading was The Outsiders because I wasn’t into much reading at the time. And when I read The Outsiders I really liked it so I always listened. I guess I could say that The Outsiders was the first book ever to get me to start reading. And I really really enjoyed it.

8.    My favorite book would probably have to be Maximum Ride: The Angel Experiment. I really enjoyed this book because from the start at chapter 1 there’s a lot of action scenes and makes a whole lot of sense… Plus I always wondered what it would be like to have wings…

Maya Angelou "My Thoughts"

I agree when Nathaniel west says "Easy reading is damned hard writing.” And,” When one is obliged to take time out of time and to redefine, to set the time at another time.”

3. I agree if talking about what Angelou says when talking about bad dreams it gives it too much power, because the pint of the bad dream is to make you feel horrible and if you continue to worry the bad dream will “feed” off your thoughts and will become more than just a thought, it can become part of your life.

5. I could not live for five years and say nothing. I love to talk a lot and people would know something was wrong because I am a very social person.

6. I’d love to speak a fourth language. I speak English, Spanish and I consider Spanglish a third language. I would also like to speak French. I am really comfortable using three languages because it makes it easier to speak.

Three dark figures enter-- one is an old lady and her make-up is melting off her face and the second is a young man holding a box in the corner and the last one isby my bed ready to strangle me. The old lady stands there and will just stare at me and shadow all of my movements. Her face looks like a plactic doll in a burning building. The expression on her face showed me that she was sad or depressed. The other young boy holding the box was facing the corner. He is crying looks to be in pain. So I ask him what the matter was and he stands up slowly still sobing and he turns and starts to speedwalk to me. At this pint I fall back into my bed and the third fugure was reaching his hand out to strangle me. I woke up sweating and breathing heavily...

"What you think about just before you fall asleep"

I mostly think about the things that will happen in the future. Every night I wonder to myself, how will my child look, will he love me? Will I and my Fiancée still be together? I wonder will I have enough money to support my family and the family imp starting. I also wonder what it would be like to have a father in my life or if I would be different. I always have something on my mind wither it’s something on the wall or if imp thinking about something that happened a long time ago. But most of all I always think of my fiancée when we lay down and its pitch black and all I here is her berthing it just takes me to a place where I see our pasts... our fights... our first kiss and all the thing we've done. I find myself falling asleep just hearing her breath. I think dreams are also caused by the things in life that are going on. Mostly things that you see, every time I watch a movie or an advertisement on TV. I always have a dream that connected in some sort of way. I also dreams are caused because of your emotions, when you’re sad usually you would have a bad dream or you can’t sleep. Sometimes when you’re really mad you have dreams of destruction... I on the other hand have lots of mixed emotions, so I have very weird dream and bad dreams or good dreams... most of the time I don’t remember.. But then again I wonder what could be other reasons why people have dreams and how the human mind could cause something like that... If you happen to know some real reasons why dreaming is caused then fill me in, I really would like to know whats going on... thanks :)

I am... Jesus Becerra

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…