yep, worship time was “special” today with the kids at church:)
“the making of a man” – by tim brown – NFL great – wonderful book about the decisions guys have to make in life – and the ways men can be led astray – or blessed – because of those choices – I grew up watching Brown with notre dame and with the raiders so it was a great read – and would be good for my sport-ish guys in seventh/eighth grade
“this star won’t go out” – by esther earl – every kid that reads “fault in our stars” should read this book – I’m about convinced every kid period should read the book – earl passed away at 16 with cancer – and while that might seem a “downer,” it’s a reality that none of us get a life of all sunshine and rainbows – life is what we make of it – and I was struck that her father said given the option of knowing her for 16 years or not, you’d take those 16 years – and so yes, a young death is terrible, but it makes you realize better that time is scarce – and we should make the most of it – like spending our time blogging:)
I think lilBri already has more insightful blogging time than several sixth graders that will go unnamed – not to mention a couple of seventh and eighth graders
maf
First…
First!!! June 6th is the date! The date in which The Fault in Our Stars movie is coming out!!
Detectives will always reign supreme.
detectives will reign supreme if and only when pizzas no longer claim the title
ah, I love a good pie joke…
annmarie – I think we need a movie get-together for fault – all three of us that read it… ๐
Fine. ๐
Pizza can have the title for now. At least that was one thing I was able to find at Montevallo…
Fifth! A shoutout to detective for helping me find people at the mall (that sounded super stalkish). ๐
Yeah Tyler… It did!
And did you guys ever figure out how to become a pentagon? To shape into a pentagon, you have to live, feel, brethe, and become one with the pentagon ways!!! ๐
The river boat queen
Hey Mr. Mayfield Kaitlynn here just coming to finish up the journals I started last week. Ok so Julieen just got back from a party and has convinced her father to let her go to New Orleans to visit an old friend. On the boat ride her body maid got sick and there was a storm which sunk the ship which Tyla was still on but Julieen and a man she had seen at the party Dallas Bronte, had saved her life. But, not Tyla. When they found shelter he warmed her up because she had become sick. He soon found a nearby farm and got help, but by that time she had already fainted. She woke up five days later in her own bed. Once she found out that what she had dreamed was real she did everything she could do to keep herself distracted. Then her father called the meeting, he told them what he could about the money problems and he passed out. The doctor came over to check on him and found out that it was his time. Mr. Ashby was dieing. With that Mr. Ashby went to meet Jesus Forever
PS suggest this book to Tyler, he needs this so he will stap talking about Jesus.
See ya later Mayfield! Kaitlynn, Peace!
Darn it I forgot this! ๐ ๐ ๐ “) #)
Sadly, we never formed a pentagon. Ah, my life as a cool dust. What can I say? We are super-stalkish. (If you had been sitting anywhere near Nicole and I, you would know.)
I’m reading about Abraham Lincoln and his family. His family was not ordinary nor was it completely weird but it had some mistakes in it. I’m to the part where it was talking about his son tad and how he was called a hellion-not sure if thats good or bad-.
About the movie~get~together: I am considering reading that book when I’m done with my current one. Is it any good??
*Note I didn’t say I was GOING. I said about the book
Alright so I’m going to do a quick creative blog.
Window
Insight into the outside,
it sits in the corner of my room.
Only on good days,
I’ll visit it.
Other days,
I’ll forget its there.
It’s not just my mood,
it’s also Mother Nature’s.
She has a huge influence on my mood,
whether intentional or not.
But as I move out today,
the window remains in my memory.
Although it was sometimes pestering,
I will always love the portal that opened my eyes to the world.
yes, i am a poet, and i didn’t know it….
cheesy, right? i never knew i’d be a poet one day. i do love poems and long novels, so, hey…
not to mention that i’ve got the IQ of a ball of lint, so, that explains a lot.
wow. how sad am i? ๐
i guess i’ve finally got “anna brain” now. why, anna, why?!?
ZYXWVUTSRQPONMLKJIHGDCBA!!
yep. i’ve got “anna brain”.
so, i’m reading INKHEART by C. Funke, and i’m more than halfway through. it’s really good. i figured out halfway through that *SPOILER ALERT* the actual book INKHEART is named after the book of conflict in the story, INKHEART. Meggie finds out that Moe, her father, can literally read something out of a story. she finds this out when Capricorn corners her father and makes him read things like jewels and coins out of a story. he actually read a boy named Farid right out of the story,who now follows Dustfinger around like a puppy. Dustfinger ran away, and told Capricorn about where Moe was. now, Moe went after the author of INKHEART, Fengolio, after Capricorn burned the last copies, so Moe cannot read Capricorn back into the story. Moe now fears his wife may be lost forever. Meggie is then captured at Fengolio’s house, and taken back to Capricorn’s lair. Capricorn is now waiting for Moe to fall in the trap awaiting him, to come after Meggie and save her. Meanwhile, Elinor comes home to a burned library, and trampled books.
that’s about as far as i am now, so….
now it’s *peom* time! here’s the one i entered for the Shelby County 2014 Lit Mag.
(i already have a copy for you, Mr. Maf, so i’ll give that printed copy one to you tomorrow . you can take this one, but i already have one printed out for you that i can give you tomorrow…whichever is easier.)
~
“My Fatherโs Library”
by Blue H.
The stacks of old books
Piled miles high,
Bound in leather,
Covered in dust.
I reach for the one on the top,
The one that seems to be taunting me.
I brush my fingers
Against the dusty leather surface.
I open the book,
Letting the parchment paper and curly black letters
Swallow me whole.
I let the cool, dank air of the library fill my lungs.
My fingers touch the words,
Letting them travel up my arm to my mind;
A working machine filled with turning gears, plans, and dreams.
The only sound is the tick of the clock
The rustle of thick pages
The scribble of a red pen against a yellow notepad.
I watch the words dance on the paper,
Creating a song that cannot be told in ordinary words.
I find myself in them, wandering in a forest, lost in the essence of their beauty.
Soon, I am flying
On wings
Of literature.
~
well, i did 40 minutes of blogging this week, in order to make up for last week. that’s all for this week, though. blog you next week!
PS> watch your bushes….
BLUE HOOD, PEACE OUT!! ๐
anna, it’s a great book
>mr. maf, if you do decide that taking this one will be easier, please change my name from Blue H. to Emily Stoves.
>i can take my travel drive to school tomorrow, so that would probably be easier than everything else…
>whichever is easier…
๐
ACT scores came in today
Hunger Games
For a moment there the cameras were focused on Petta’s face then they showed Katniss’s face! The Katniss suddenly realizes that he was talking about herself!! “ME!!! He IS TALKING ABOUT ME! ME!โ Katniss thinks to herself! โOh well this is a piece of bad luck,โ says Caesar, and there is a real edge of pain in his voice. The crowed is saying things under there breathe. โNo it is not good.โ Says Petta. โI donโt think that any of us can blame you, not many young men can stay away from a girl like her,โ Says Caesar. โShe did not know?โ he sighs. Petta shakes his head, โNoโ
โWouldnโt you love to pull her back out to get some answers for all of this?โ Caesar asked the audience. THEN THE CROWED screams! So loud that you know they said yea but you did not know what they were saying! โWell rules are rules, and Katniss Everdeenโs time has been all used up. So I am sorry!โ ๏
That is all for today read again!
Everyone says that love is the most important ingredient in food.
I absolutely agree.
If I am having a bad day, I don’t bake.
I feel like if I bake, My product will not taste good because I don’t have much love to give.
Ever noticed how grandmothers make the BEST food?
I think it is because they have so much love to spare from over the years.
Love is what makes food taste happy. Yes sometimes food tastes happy.
If the food makes you feel happy, It tastes happy. That is the love in the food. So if you make something and put all of your love in it. It will make the person eating it full of happiness. GUARANTEED!
I just finished ” The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing” Fearing he will be sentenced to death Octavian and his tutor, Dr. Trefusis escape through sailing the sea through poring rain and finding shelter in Boston which is occupied by the British. Spilt apart from all he knows College of Lucidity, the rebel cause and hopes to find safe harbor. Instead he learns of Lord Dunmoreโs proclamation offering freedom to slaves who join the counterrevolutionary forces. In this book the author recounts Octavian’s experiences in the war. Octavian’s vision of liberty and freedom grow more clear as he moves on. Then M. T. Anderson comes to an startling, deeply satisfying climax.
SHOUT OUT TO MY RUNNING BUDDIE MR. MAYFIELD ๐ ๐
Hahaha Emily is anna-brained now!!! YOU HAVE JOINED THE DARK SIDE
Ok so Iโm gonna do a five minute creative.
Demetrius grabs Helena and leaned her back to caress her. He whispers โI love you,โ and when his lips are centimeters from hers, the door opens, and walks in the fair Hermia.
Demetrius freezes, and looks at Hermia in awe. Then he looks back at Helena, then at Hermia, then at Helena, then Hermia, then Helena, and then Hermia, and then back at Helena. โIโm sorry.โ
Demetrius then lets go of Helena and she falls to the ground, and he approaches Hermia with a swagger walk. He goes up to her, winks, and goes โHey babe.โ
(The End) ๐
This is our deleted scene for Shakespeare
Hunger Games
“Well best of luck to you, Petta Mellark, and I think that I can speak for all of Panem when I say our hearts go with yours.” says Ceaser. The crowed made a loud roar when Petta left the stage. Petta took all the attention off of us when he declared that he was in love with Katniss. Then Petta says ,”Thank you!” to the crowed. Then on the big screen it showed Katniss’s and Petta’s face on the screen. “Poor tragic us.” Katniss knew that, that was what the people thought. Then after all of this drama the tributes file back into the lobby then they all get onto an elevator. Katniss made sure to get into a car that Petta was not in. The other tributes could tell their was something wrong but they did not know what.
That is NOT ALL for today! Read again TODAY! ๐
Hunger Games
Every one on Katniss’s elevator said nothing. Not a sound. Katniss thought they might be angry with her because evey one was talking about her and not them. Then the elevator stops & lets 4 people out then Katniss was left alone. Then waits untill the elevator stops on the 12th floor. Petta had just stept out of his elevator when Katniss slams her palms into his chest. Then he stumbuls back and crashes into a ugly (said by Katniss) urn filled with fake flowers. The the “ugly” urn tips over and shatters into 100 pieces. Then Petta falls in the broken glass and blood flows from his hands. “What was that for?” Petta asked. “You had know right! No right to go and say things about me!” Then the elevators opend and there was…
That is NOT all for today! Read again TODAY! ๐
(The next one is the last one for today) ๐ ๐
Hunger Games
Haymitch and effie. even Cinna. “What is going on?!” says Effie in a gasp. Then said, “Did You Fall!?” “After Katniss shoved me!” replyes Petta, with his bloody hand. “Why? Why would you shove him?” asked Haymitch. Without even answering Haymitch, “This was your idea! Wasn’t it?! Turning me into some kind of fool, a fool in front of the whole country and one T.V!?” says Katniss angrily. Then she sighs for talking so fast for so long. “It was my idea!” says Petta and wincing when he pulled to broken glass from his own hand. “Haymitch just helped me with the idea.” he says. “Sure Haymitch is very helpful… To YOU!!!” Katniss says. “You A-R-E a fool.” Haymitch says with a disgusting look on his face. “Do you think he hurt you in some sort of way?” Haymitch says again.
That IS all for today! Read next week! ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐
I can’t belive I am already done with all of my bloging ๐ this week!
Wise proverbs from Amanada are the best. I think she gets it from her dad(church minister).
Here’s my poem for the magazine Maf
โRed and blueโ
The Victorian house falls,
Down,
All the way to the bottom,
The bottom of what though?
The depths of existence as we know it,
The red flame of life,
The railroad tracksโฆof forgotten things.
The railroad tracks, that never end.
The railroad tracks, that were all still on.
Once things start to fall, you forget,
They ever happened, that it was even there,
How do we forget? It was never there,
It never left the legacy of a million children.
Or it never even had a legacy.
It never had a destiny, so it is forgotten.
Down it goes, swooshโฆgoodbye.
There is a road, a certain highway.
That gives you the destiny of life.
But it doesnโt have an address.
So donโt drive around looking for your destiny.
Itโs in your blood.
Your very being,
You just have to get around the thorns of you.
Then you will find it,
Something you canโt google,
And get all the answers.
The world is starting to crumble,
Starting to fall.
But we can save it,
Find you,
Find the inside of you,
And find the truth
Of your being.
2. recite by memory the last line of Jordan mโs nature poem from Wednesday โ hereโs the previous lines: โBeans, beans, the musical fruitโฆโ
Anyone who can help me anser this question is a genius. Detective has been working hard on the case, and expects it to be finished soon. Please help if you value Nicole at all. By the way, Princess Sarah Nicole is helping me and has declared herself the “co-detective.” Thank you, anyone!
Detective
We’re in the library doing some reasearch on the case at this moment.
Thank goodness my little sister hasn’t posted any this week. That could mean trouble. Detective has been writing hard about this case. Fred, did you know that you could be sentanced to 10-99 years in prison for kidnapping? (Thanks, dad!) This detective means business. :-l
Anyway, has the missing girl ben found yet? (I feel like a spammer!)
Rachael do you mean the bookthat was removed from battle of the books for somend reason? I think someone decided it was too creepy
To Rachel…
I found some important news that I think you would like to know.
There was another Girl that has been reported missing! Her name is Victoria, I have yet to find out her last name so see at school tomorow and we can talk during Band or Lunch.
There is one more MUCH MORE important thing I need to say…
The original missing girl AKA Nicole Smith, has been found on the side of highway “56”. I should say no more because this is a public website. So talk to me at school and you can find out more detal on The missing Girl Case.
This is Co detective! Talk to you later Rachel!!
Alright, I’m joining the teenage bandwagon and writing a love poem.
The Mystery that Everyone Can’t Resist
Nobody understands this…this…
mystery.
We all try, but it’s so
hard.
We can’t really have it under our
control.
We try to set it up so it falls to our
favor,
but it just isn’t
reality.
In a perfect world, your
love
would fall back in
love
with you.
But the world isn’t
perfect.
So I guess until we are all dead and
gone,
living our lives in our chosen path, it won’t really
matter.
If only we could spend our lives with our
love
for
eternity.
But life is a stubborn old thing.
It won’t make us
happy
when we desparetly want to be.
I
hate
you
world,
and all of your
evil deeds
against
us.
hey co-detects… first, Victoria wasn’t kidnapped – she was abandoned – there’s a difference
second, Nicole has stunt doubles that do “dangerous” stuff for her – but you can always tell they’re the stunt doubles b/c they don’t know all the lyrics to 1D’s “little black dress”
I’m thinking for Lent, Fred’s Diner should give up pterodactyl finger snacks…
NO i LOVE pterodactyl snacks, especially the finger kinds.
^
Clarifying for anyone: to
say this word correctly
say it as if there wasn’t a
“p” in it. AND pronounce the
“yl” like the “le” in “buckle”
OKAY!!!! Im ready (quote spongebob) to blog now. Okay so Alaska dies (I told you that right?? Well if not, now you know) She was going somewhere (she was drunk) and then the drove straight into a cop car (didn’t even swerve) The cops thought it was because she was drunk, but I, and pudge, AND the colonial all think she killed herself. So pudge and the colonial are going to go around and try to find out what exactly happened, why she did this and what cased all of it to happen.
The whole school is all different now too, just not as bubbly and like everyone is talking, but it’s like they don’t know what to say (metaphorically) it’s like everyone is speaking in a hushed, shy, awkward tone or something.
Oh and btw (by the way) if you’re a kid who wants to read this then you better go and put your big kid pants on because there are some gross and R rated stuff in the book, i mean, it’s not that bad, but if youre gonna be all kiddy like “ew hey so and so read this!!! gross right! Lets go tell everyone. EVEN OUR PARENTS!!!” <– Yeah…dont be that kid
Peace out!!!
First book in a looong time, is about a virus like some zombie pandemic. Really? Eather way, kind o pressured because I have to write (type) a great blog and I am soooo tired. That and I can’t be here tomorrow due to the (use to be pre-)MPA concert for band. So I’m just gunna jump right in.
“Plague War” by Jeff Carlson is about a machine plague on the moleculare level. Created by Nanotech researches, the nanobots where suppose to be the cure to cancer by destroying, well, cancerus cells. It starts off with Ruth Goldman, Cam Najarro, and Mark Newcombe bringing an antiviruse, or vaccine, to the mountain range neareat there location, San Fransisco, CA. The viruse works in the same way that DNA duplicates. The take back is that it breaks down bone, muscle, and skin cels to make room for itself.
Anyways, that is all I pulled from the first section, which was like four or five pages. Imagine what I could write from reading the entire book. Thing is, I can’t really stay with books unless it’s post-apocalyptic stuff or sci-fy fantasy.
hi guys. I am wise… very wise. Yes i will do another one of my very wise orphan proverbs.
When you read, open up your mind. Be open to creativity. Creativity adds the color in life. Books are full of creativity and new ideas. You will always have room up there in your brain for more creativity and new ideas! When you use new ideas to make something on your own, it feels great. You have made something that no one else in this world has thought of. This is your accomplishment. CHERISH IT!!! ๐
that was the wise orphan proverb of the day.
Julieen has just watched her fauther die and has learned that they own a barge, or a steam boat. Julieen learned that Dallas Bronte, the man who saved her life in the most unfashionable way possible, is their only hope to survive this truanty they are in. He can pilot the barges and litterly save a whole family from extinction, but will he be able to save them in time? I’ve got to read the rest of the book to figure that out.
Ok I have some breaking news! The missing girl, “Nicole Smith” Is dead. She was found on Highway 56. As I said yesterday.
I had to run it by my boss to see if I could announce this.
Nicole Smith was found then rushed to the E.R. Then when they reached the docter she was allready dead. Her hair was cut supposedly with a nife. Not sizzers. Then there was more info found she had 5 stab wouns in her chest and 2 slit rist. Then a cut neck. She was then reported to her parrents that was dead. I would advise you all not to go see any of your guy friends deffinitly Fred Boinni :), or Noah Harper. And do not go outside of your house at night. There is still a possible risk that the kiddnaper/killer is still on thev run. And could be armed. Please do as I say, remember your life is at risk here. If you do come in contact with some one that looks odd. Please reported where they are and what they look like. If I can I will post pictures of the 2 suspects. Stay safe.
If there is anymore info on this case I will let you know. Please do not let this info reach the Media! If the media gets this info, anyone who ever has posted on htis blog, your life’s could be at risk.
That is all.
I am very sorry but there is known pictures I can Find of Fred bonnie OR Noah Harper.
Creative writing
Well today didnt go so well at school. To be honest i am not really loving it here at my new school everyone is always picking on me.every morning we have to sit in the hallways and this kid named Jordan is always picking an me and in class whenever i am trying to do my work he sometimes crumbles up my paper or he grabs it and copies off of it. I have not even done anything to him, besides i just got here and i am trying to make new freinds. For example at lunch yesterday he got my try and slammed it on the floor so today i brought my lunch and he took most of my food and i didnt have anything to eat. then he got my sweet tea and poured it all over me. after that we had P.E. and we went outside and played kickball and i didnt know how to play so i walked around the feild. he followed me and him and his freinds started picking on me and this kid named Wyatt came over there and told them to stop and so did the P.E coach so Wyatt walked with me and we started talking and told me when he came here the same thing happened to him. Now atleast i have someone who understands what im going through. That afternoon before we left school i got his address and went over to his house and played. now i know that i have a freind that i can trust at school. ๐
Creative Writing- Well I have a travel baseball tournament this weekend so I will type about Baseball!
It was the bottom of the 9th inning of Game 7 and the we(New York Yankees) were beating the San Franciso Giants in the World Series. They were the favorite to win but we knew we could beat them. I was on the mound and had been pitching the whole game. I had allow 5 hits and 2 runs in the game. The tying run was on third and he was a fast one. But i was worried about who was up to bat. It was NL MVP Buster Posey. Buster was one of the most feared hitters in Baseball. He was always focused on the game and knew what he had to do. I also knew what I had to do, I had to strike Buster out.
He walked in to the plate with still two outs and the runner on third. I pitched a fastball outside to see if he would bite and sure enough he didn’t. So I threw a change-up and it was in the dirt but luckily our catcher blocked it up. I then tried to throw a curve-ball and he swung and he smoked it! It was dead on the foul line as it was flying through the air. I knew that if it was fair it would be a two run home run to win. But it was foul. I then through a two-seam at his knees and he swung at it and missed. Then i threw a chang-up again and it was on the outside and the ump called it a ball. So full count 3-2 and I desided a better throw a four seam fastball as fast as I could on the inside of the plate. I had never thrown a pitch so fast. He………. ripped it to shortstop. It was a line drive right to the left of Derek Jeter. He layed out and caught it. We had won the game and were World Series champions. New York has won the game the announcers screamed! ๐
I will take a break from wise orphan proverbs.
Excited~~~
This feeling bubbles up inside you.
Like a volcano about to erupt.
You can’t stop smiling.
You talk nonstop about random stuff.
You babble like a brook.
The feeling inside of you bubbles higher, higher.
Until you bubble over.
As you can tell I am very excited for the band concert.
BLOG #2 (i missed one)
Practice~~~
Working hard.
Putting in all of your time and effort.
Progress.
Little more each day.
Pushing yourself to do the extreme.
C’mon, one more note, one more step.
Practicing until…
Perfection.
DONE!
Co-Detective, please let me proof what you type before you post it! Anyway, everything she said is true. Fred and Noah are under surveillance.
BOOK: Why? Why can’t I find a SINGLE interesting book? Why? Does anyone have any explanation at all? Probably not, but…
PROMPT: Creative!… Again.
SIDE NOTES: Seriously, Y U NO BOOK? Anyway, got a concerts today. I wish I had remembered to post yesterday. I have A LOT of things happening right now and that is bad.
Creative:
“Awake! Awake my minions and terrorize everyone for no particular reason!”
“Yes, Master!”
I awake on a picnic blanket from an odd dream. I look around and see that I was at a picnic. I asked what was going on.
“What are you talking about?” my friends asked in a confused manner.
“How did I get here?” I asked in reply.
“You came here with us, idiot,” They said jokingly.
“I am serious, did you guys pull me out of my bed or something?” I said, beginning to raise my voice.
“Woah, calm down. Do you really not know what happened?” They said, much more serious.
“No, I have no idea,” I said, calming down slightly.
“You told us you wanted to come, and then we brought yo, simple as that,” one replied back.
I must have sleep-acted it all, but that didn’t matter really, did it? I just shrugged and resumed doing whatever I was doing before I woke up, which, judging by the bit food in my hand, was eating. I pinched myself to make sure that I wasn’t in a dream, remembered that was a myth that pinching yourself told you if you are in a dream or not, asked the time from my friends, checked my watched, and realized they matched and I therefore was not dreaming. I just thought the whole thing as an innocent mistake, until I saw a red goblin thing pass behind a tree, a tree that, conveniently, none of my friends could see.
“There is a red goblin behind that tree,” I said seriously, while pointing.
“Sometimes you say the most random thi-,” one of my friends said, still looking at the tree, “He’s right, it just poked it’s head out to look around.”
“Really?” another one shouted excitedly.
“Shh, we need to capture it.” I said in a whisper.
“Why? Are we going to put it in a cage and put it on display and get money?” He asked, much quieter.
“No, that was the same ‘goblin’ as I saw in a dream I just had. It was a minion of some sort of a ‘Master,'” I answered, “We are going to question him.”
“Oh, that makes sense… I think.”
He wasn’t the brightest crayon in the box. We quietly sneaked up to him, on all sides. When he peered out the side of the tree again, the goblin saw an abandoned picnic blanket and looked confused (I think, it had a deformed looking face, so it was hard to tell). He turned around and saw me, tried to make a run to the left and saw my friend, tried to go to the right and saw my other friend, turned and was blocked by the tree, at this point he had no where to run and was trapped at this point fear was even obvious on his face. He turned away and pulled a purple bag out of his rags, but I noticed too quickly, and as he began to sling it at as, I kicked it away, taking note of the green powder inside. We grabbed him (and his purple bag) and carried them away to my house.
benny,nix,chong,and lilah travel east to find where the plane flew to.while they are there they see a strange and quite odd fellow name Saint John.Saint John ask benny and nix to let the darkness open red mouths into their flesh.but when benny said”Nix” Saint John asked if she was Mother Nyx,the mother of their dark lord who has come unto this world to watch her “children”wipe out all of humanity.nix thought he was crazy and started to walk away with benny behind her. Saint john spat between them and cursed them they live long lives,(the reapers believe death is the way to go and they are ready to embrace it whenever it comes.
Birthday
Hey it’s my birthday today,
full of excitement and cheer,
Presents and games,
cookies and cake,
all day long,
until it’s bedtime.
Candy Craze
Candy candy,
I need more,
Give it to me,
When I knock
on your door.