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- Setting/ Character: Description - Due Fri
Response Sheet – Schoolyard Models is due tomorrow (Friday).
Field Trip tomorrow - Remember:
- Sanck and lunch
- Camera
- Small amount fo money for gift shop
39 comments:
setting character description for what your thing with your partner or you book club book???
Mr. Buxton it's of NOT fo
Mr.Buxton can you please check this for us
The beginning
BY: Breann+Arielle
Her eyes are never a line, and her mouth is always in a half circle. Carrie’s hair is an afro. Her parents wouldn’t even care if she went to the flock parties without anybody. Additionally, she could never impress her friends. If she has any. Though it is her fault.
Her brother was the only one to help. He told her all the aspects of friendships. She finally learned for a change.
Her age is in the 1,000! She is probably bigger than a cow. The only thing that works with her is to fly. She has all the green papers in the flock. She could go to the monkey store when ever. I know where all the money goes! To her older sister, Ana. Who is so the brightest in the our linger party. To add, Carrie will absolutely never have an ephinany with friends. Like once her sister said she saw her itch her bottom with her leg. Also, she said she was born in an adobe house. Most of all she was born in an egg. After years the Americans came and turned her into a president. That is where this story starts.
The fields with all memories. With sound of nothing, but the galloping sheep. As you pick up the pase a large wall stand in front. That leads to an inside out pandemonium city. With all sound that never end. The place that life's unfolds.With building leaning around ever corner. If dare pass the wall we become a man. Once you step in you can’t go back.
how come my bag is so heavy but we barely have any homework?
Mr.Buxton, you spelled snack wrong: you said sanck
guys I will be posting my
setting/character Description in
a few and people from my table in scince with Ms.Clayton can you please try to make a chatsy so that we can work on our project...
by the way Alex I think your setting/character Description
is really good
Thanks Nick
camiele we need to work on our setting.
I sent u an email.
camiele- here is the link to the google doc
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1L5Rob9Ar8Uow774HBGexiFG7Nf3LSH7LHM0b3F-VHQo/edit
Mr.Buxton do we need to bring our instruments tomorrow?
Rachel-no we do not need to we
are skipping music for fieldtrip,
remember?
Sanck and lunch?
you type fast (probably) but not accurately
is this good?
By: Rachel and Carter
Michelle, a girl who live on an amazing island. She doesn’t like who she is or what her grades are. She lives on the islands of sand, she lives on the islands of volcanoes, she live on the island with the smell of palm trees and coconut. She walks to Dole Middle School with a big smile on her face. Once she gets to school, Michelle speed-walks to her advanced math class. When she sees her friend, she swiftly hides rides beside them. Michelle waits for her friends to leave, and hopes that they won’t find out that she’s standing right in front of them. She walks into her math class secretivley; sits through the math class answering all the questions correctly. When math class ends, she quickly is not seen through the halls until she reaches somewhere safe. At her locker in the corner, she puts all her math, social studies and writing text books in so no one could see them. Later, when Michelle was about to go to the bathroom she sees her friends. She turns invisible and starts to stalk them, “There’s something despicable about Michelle” “Yeah we never see her in class or when we are going to our next class”. Michelle even though she is very smart she chooses the dumb thing to do not tell them about her classes. Just for a second Smichelle realizes that if they were her real friends she would tell them about her power, but unfortunately that thought slips away very fast. She hurried to advanced reading and writing. Michelle’s friends follow her and find out shes in advanced math, writing and social studies. Her friends immediately be-friend her and Michelle learns her lesson. Then on Friday she walks on the beach shore and feels very lonely. She sees some other girls from her school there too. She goes up to them and acts very kind towards them. Fortunately for Michelle they become friends and she won’t make that choice again.
Nakul! I am so sorry but I accidentally took your folder. Luckily, the open response is not in it. Do you have yours?
My REedited version of Character, and Setting.
Feel free to comment.
Juliett Turman Reeiley really wanted her television back. She ranted and raved about it, but nothing worked to brig it back. Since coming to Prayloa, she knew she could find anything she lost in the three miles that Prayloa covered. Prayloa, with one school, 190 full time residents, one hotel, and 72 houses, was not the place to be on holiday. It only had seven televisions in the whole country, and six computers. Juliett finally got her seven friends who had helped her on so many different quests. With her almost 6-foot frame, blond hair and fair skin, Juliett was able to be hoisted up without much complaint, and camouflaged in with the peach colored roof tiles with an athletic arms dangle for a moment, before going up on to the top of the house. She waited for her TV to turn up somewhere, but when she reached the school bullies house, she got suspicious. She had been lurking around the house when the TV had gone missing. Rashkor’s room was a mess, near the door; on the left hand side of the room was a few socks missing pairs. On the right lay unwashed underwear and shorts, and in the misplaced cupboard was in the right corner, not containing anything but a few spider webs and old plastic spoons, forks and knives. Juliett managed a glance out the window, and noticed the black Sedan turning out of Sir Bradford Road and into the driveway. Juliett knew she had to act fast, so she broke all the rules in the book. She levitated the cupboard, disintegrated the wall behind it, and there it was, the TV. Suddenly, she heard a small click and there was Rashkor. Juliett activated her peach colored wings and grabbed hold of the TV as she disintegrated the wall in front of her to fly out. As she looked down on Prayloa for the first time ever, the sweet scent of the roses couldn’t be missed. And in a field of green, she saw red roses, dancing in the wind, as if saying come Juliett come. She flew over the four Mini-Marts in the country, and then flew over the biggest building, the Rosemary, the tallest building in Prayloa, The Foster. She eventually flew over Sunnydale beach and into the open sea. As the sun sank deeper into the sky, the weather stirred, and Juliett turned around.
sorry, i did organize in paragraphs, it didn't show up here
Maddy- go to the google doc
Nick- what do you mean by "our project"?
maya I mean our responce sheet on the model or map for scince
We're supposed to do that independently, Nick
camiele pleaseee answer here is the link to the google doc
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1L5Rob9Ar8Uow774HBGexiFG7Nf3LSH7LHM0b3F-VHQo/edit
Hey Guys here is my setting/character Description draft! Hope you like it!
Alone By-Nicholas bruni
Smoke, the smell of smoke, as ash lingered in the air. Hearing the crackle of dying embers. Though it had been five years ago, Jared still relived that day, every day. The sound of yells, of sirens and of the hissing from the flames as water touched it; all still buzzed in his ears. Finally he opened his blue eyes, staring at the sea from his ledge in the cliffs. Remembering the stories his grandfather use to tell him. About how a war started and grew and grew; until eventually everyone was fighting each other, sometimes even themselves. Soon people dropped…the bombs. “Drop them bommbbss!! He shouted as he flailed his arms around wildly and made booming sound from his throat. He remembered him telling Jared that they dropped one bomb, too many. “That’s why our family lives here, what used to be a small part of a place called, America.” “The rests down there.” he said pointing to the sea. Jared felt the cold salty breeze against his face, as his brown hair flicked in the wind. He took a deep sigh and walked back into his shelter; a small cave inside cliffs that overlook the coast line. Along the coast line Jared, would search for ‘lost treasures’. He often found shoes, drift wood and even fish. Inside his house there was a small pile of fish, berries and clams for food; a pool from an underground spring, he had tapped into. Finally a cardboard sword, which he used to fence with his twin. Remembering, Jared felt a sharp pain in him and a tear hit the floor.
Do we need a hat or something for the field trip?
Michelle, a girl who live on an amazing island - not a sentence
camiele pleaseee answer here is the link to the google doc
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1L5Rob9Ar8Uow774HBGexiFG7Nf3LSH7LHM0b3F-VHQo/edit
Nick, where is your character?
that Jerad guy
your character description is good very good nick
camiele if we getttt something bad it is not my fault I did alot of work.
HELP! Can anyone tell me, for the open response, whether they are just looking for the placement of the playground or what is in the playground? It isn't like I'm cheating, I am just understanding the problem.
I think it's both Anisha
No, just what they should use to communicate their plan for the playground...
Maya, I printed it out... 2 copies...
Thanks Maddy!
Mr.Buxton - some of my poems for the tikatok are in my poetry bookelt. i don't have them typed up. Can i take it tomorrow?
I have to say I am agreeing with Maya...and Ms.Clayton can't take points off because the problem wasn't clear.
what is the WILF for the writing piece?
My Writing piece:
In the white – capped peak of Mt. Evans, Beanie clutched the wall of a cave with thin, shivering fingers. Beanie sighed, remembering how she had even reached as far as the cave. In retrospect, the argument with Joanna seemed pointless. Had I thought twice, I wouldn’t have been forced to keep my word, and come on this quest heading in death’s way. Part of Beanie thought that embarking on this dangerous quest was wroth proving she wasn’t a wimp even though a bigger part knew what Beanie was doing was wrong. Joanna simply wasn’t someone worth fighting against. Liars never were worth it. Liars were time wasters because in the end, the truth will always shine.
Slipping on the edge of a mountain over 11,000 feet in the air, Beanie’s heart grasped for her throat as her attention switched back on. Tightening her grip, her knuckles shaded a pale white glow, matching the hard, fluffy, and extreme – white clouds flowing out of the cave’s mouth. Swinging into the cave itself, Beanie let the dimly lit cavern swallow her. Surveying the ground as thoroughly as possible in such light, shards of wood, parts of sleds, and snowboards stuck out in the oddest places. Desperately hoping grizzly bears weren’t lurking in the shadows of the cave, Beanie willed her feet to move. Shuffling around the cave, a chill crept down Beanie’s back, but it had nothing to do with the temperature of -7 ˚C enclosing her. The eerie echoes bouncing off the curved walls almost caused the blond head to flip towards it and walk away. The essence of gold found its way to the tanned, upturned nose and twitching hands. The thought of miners carrying their equipment to this very cave was unsettling as it was without any other distractions, and this certain cave happened to be very distracting indeed.
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