Linnea: September 2008

Monday, September 29, 2008

Agree/Disagree

1)Politics and political problems are a subject for adults to deal with.
-I agree because i think children should wait until they are old enough to understand political problems and politics.

2)All stories can have a happy ending if those involved work towards it
-I agree because if people work hard and put effort to achieve something they want or make a situation better, it isn't impossible. I also disagree because some situations are out of hand and can't be controlled by someone no matter how hard they might try.

3) Literacy (being able to read) is a form of freedom
-I agree because when someone who loves to read reads, they feel able to do anything like those in their book. Sometimes you might not be able to do certain things in reality but reading lets you express emotions and feelings you aren't able to normally express.

4)Civilizations without a written language cannot document history
-I disagree because before humans were able to write, they were able to draw. Cave paintings is a good example of documenting history through drawing and i believe that civilizations can document history very well without the need of a written language, even though it might be easier writing down history.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

What happened during my summer, you ask?

Though I’ve been gone for quite some time now, I can still hear the waves crashing down on the beach of that very island I was trapped on for the summer. Sleeping on a bed for the first time in 2 months is like heaven, yet no different than the sand I could hardly sleep on those first days of the crash. Still fresh in my mind, I will explain to you my eventful summer.

It was a Tuesday afternoon, wind blowing through my beautiful long hair, and the smell of rain running up my nostrils. Being at the airport this late wasn’t what I had expected for the plane was an hour or so late. The outside of the airport seemed wet and damp; the beginning of the summer was slowly awakening this year, too weak to beat the savage winter. The site of that giant monster of a machine preparing itself for what would become a surprisingly short flight was over whelming. I entered the cockpit of the massive plane and sat myself down, looking around at the many unfamiliar faces. I would wait another 30 minutes till take off; reading would be the best choice of entertainment. The engines started up with a sleepy groan and we started to slowly, steadily, cautiously move from our original position. As the nose of our plane lifted from the ground, my stomach did not, leaving a sickening feeling. I glanced out the window as my eyes fell upon rain droplets trying to break into the plane.

I was awoken by a thud and then complete darkness. Stillness so still, heart beats seem to stop. The next of the events seem to be a blur, but as I can recall, blinded by light and heat within the plane, the only senses I had left was touch and a bit of my hearing. As the seats and the walls protecting me from the outside of the plane seemed to disappear, I was hurled out of my prison and into hell. The outside world was as insane as our thoughts, racing through our head as fast as this tragedy had happened. I crashed down to earth or ocean, closing my eyes before impact.

The taste of salt water in my mouth was strong, though my mouth seemed so dry. Opening my eyes, I prepared for the worst but was surprised at what lay ahead of me. For the first time in many hours, I can see color. I got up as slowly as I could, with pain only in my left thy, how could I have survived such a thing? I can see the shrapnel from unrecognizable remains of the plane, as well as mangled corpses. Without speaking a word all day, night fell as I lay back down in the same sandy beach I am now deserted on.

From what I know, a month had passed and I had learned how to survive in such harsh conditions. In the meantime, I had sighted a raft and was preparing for a long journey out at sea.

20 days at sea, my skin in blistered from the heat, lost at sea. Was this really what I deserve? My sight slowly failing along with the rest of my body, I was unaware of what was to come.

I had been found as quickly as I had been lost, or so it had felt. In the two months that I was pronounced dead I was found sun burned and still bruised, looking like an alien, unrecognizable to those who knew me. I can remember arriving home, walking to my house, even though my legs still swollen and strained, I felt able to run a thousand miles.

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Sunday, September 14, 2008

"Tell-Tale Heart" ANSWERS

Which media clip do you prefer, why?

I prefer the first one because it gives you chills down your spine listening to this man talk about murder. I prefer it because it gives you a good feeling of how this man felt through his voice and a good visual at how it might’ve looked. At some times, it got confusing and hard to follow. It shows you from beginning to end while the two other videos started very differently. This video shows more and explains more and I also like how it gives you an eerie feeling. His voice makes you fear what might happen next but also hypnotizes you to continue to watch. I also like the third one because it is short and funny watching a puppet speak as fast as a jet!!

Which one would best help a reader to understand the actual story?

I think video one would slightly be a little confusing but give a better visual and idea of what happened in this story. Even though video two is shorter and easier to understand, it also leaves you hanging at the end which gets you even more confused. Video one tells you how this man felt and why he would kill the old man, it shows you how he killed him and what he did next, and also what exactly happened next. His voice gives you a feel of what kind of guy he is, and gives you a little feeling that he just might be insane.

Favorite Music - Band

Music is a big part of my life! I love listening to music - my favorite type of music is any type of rock.

My favorite band is My Chemical Romance. I’ve known them for over 3 years and they’re music is amazing! There are 5 members in the band
Gerard Way – Lead Vocalist
Michael Way – Bassist
Rey Toro – Lead guitarist
Frank Iero – 2nd guitarist
Bob Bryar – Drums

My Chemical Romance has made 3 albums in the years as a band:

I Bro ught You My Bullets You Brought Me Your Love

Th r ee Cheers for Sweet Revenge

The Bl ack Parade

In my opinion, My Chemical Romance is very talented and I love listening to them. A couple of songs they made include: The Ghost of you, Helena, I’m Not Okay (I promise), Welcome to The Black Parade, I don’t love you and much more. Their music is a mix or rock.

My Chemical Romance comes from New Jersey except for Bob Bryar who is from Chicago. Growing up for all of the band members was hard because of where they grew up. It is a very crime related area which is why they sing about death a lot. The band formed after the attack of 9/11 when Gerard Way was working as a comic artist and witnessed the attack.
The band had its fair share of ups and downs. Gerard Way was a heavy drinker as well as a drug addict. Without the band he probably wouldn’t be here right now because of his suicidal moods. But all that has changed, and for Gerard it’s a very good achievement.

Knowing this band has also changed my life and what I listen to. They’re absolutely amazing and continue to rock the stage everywhere they go.
This music video was made by Marc Webb: The Ghost of You