Metaphores:
-"the only way to seperate us was a long painfull surgery"
-"practicly triplets"
Similes:
-"mismatched and lobbed sided like our real ones"
Sensory images:
-"with a stary backround"
-"my green flowered suit"
-"your tiny stylish bikini"
-"our crayon faces"
Alliteration:
-"make me"
-"when we"
-"we were"
-"look nothing like"
-'that the"
Cadence:
- every stanza asked the othe person if they had rememberd like when she said "remember when we drew portraits of each other"
Rhyme scheme:
-free verse
by mikaela
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
poem analyzer
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Poem Analyzer
Hi guys I found a few things for the analyzer.
- A metaphor: that the only way to separate us would be a long painful surgery.
- A sensory image: green flowered suit.
- 7 stanzas
- 41 lines
- 149 words
- A sensory image: tiny, stylish bikinis
- Cadence: every stanza has REMEMBER in beginning sentence.
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Practicaly Tripelets
Hey guys,
I found a metaphor in the first stanza. When Hallie Herz says "the only way to separate us would be a long and painful surgery", she explains in such a deep way. She shows that it would be so hard to split up with this friend that it would be almost as painful as a surgery. Another thing I liked about it was it really showed how close there relationship was. All in all this was an amazing metaphor.
Alliteration
-we were (stanza 1 line 2)
-that the (stanza 1 line 4)
-you and your (stanza 2 line 3)
-and ashamed (stanza 2 line 6)
Interesting fact:
When she says "mine with a starry background, yours sunny, and Siobhan's rainy" I thought it symbolized the beginning their separation because every picture was opposite of the other.
-Aviva
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Homework
Poetry Analyzer for "Practically Triplets" (Thurs)
Spelling chart for next week
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Help Kids in Uganda
Hi everyone I wanted to know if anyone will volunteer to help me get usable soccer equipment; socks, shoes shin pads and cash for the kids in Uganda. volunteers please respond to me by Friday. It would help the kids in need. They are kids like you and me and a VTT graduate (Tatiana Wolfman) will hand deliver it to the kids. If i had approximately 7 participants it would be great ! I still need to be approved by the principle.
Thank you
From: Marko
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What Would Happen?
What would happen if you tried to fight a bear?
Your hair would grow back with ease
Hopefully the bear would blow away in a strong breeze
What would happen if you drank toxic waste?
What would happen if a gold ring you misplaced?
The toxic waste would turn out to be fake
And the gold ring would be blamed on a snake
What would happen if you dyed your skin green?
What would happen if you broke your washing machine?
The green dye would come out in a wash or three
The mechanic would fix the machine quickly
What would happen if you broke your leg?
What would happen if you dropped the last egg?
You would get a cool cast and have to deal with the rest
At least now the egg you don't have to digest
All these things hopefully will never happen to you
Well if they do, you had better run to Peru!
Marc L.
P.S. Please Comment! :)
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mr.g question
hi mr.g!
My friends in Edmonton and I are wondering if they can have accounts on our blog. if thats okay please tell me.
-Taya-
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the greatest poem ever
And the giant squid
the giant squid
came to America
to america
and lit up the sky
the ssssssskkkkkkkkkkkkkkyyyyyyyy
and america died
america died
he held us in his hand
in his hand
and crushed our land
crushed our land
he through us to the grinds
to the grinds
and BLEW
OUR
MMMMMIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNDDDDDDSSSSSSS
mmmmmmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnndddddddddddssssssssssssssss
yaaaaaaaaaaaa
yayayyayayayayayayayaaaaaaaaaaa
in his hand
in his hand
at a monstrous height
monstrous light
he blinded us
blinded us
with his
VVVVIIIIIIBBBBBRRRRAAAANNNNTTTTTT
LLLLLLLLIIIIIGGGGGGHHHHTTTTTT
vvvviiiiiiiiiiiiiibbbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnttttttttttttttttttt
llllllllllllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhtttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
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listen strike 2
hey grade six this is my new and improved poem please comment on it!
Listen
it's a beat
a rhythym
Listen
it's drums
an acoustic
Listen
feel and see
the beat
Listen
soprano and alto
sing to the beat
Listen
to the lyrics
to the words
Listen
just listen...
to the music
-Taya-
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6A Encyclopedia Group
Hi Marko, Eli and Jacob Ker.,
I got information on food and sports so I've already started working on it.
See you guys tomorrow.
Kalv
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HI
Hey Guys,
Just want to know what we're doing in class today. I'm still sick. I have a slight fever i'm coughing and I feel weak.
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Monday, February 25, 2008
Japan
Hey guys,
are we supposed to bring our posters for tomorrow???
Nini
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Group Poem
i have a little sister
who drives around the twister
when she is good she is very very good
but when she is bad she is
horrid
alex
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Group Poem
painting my toe nails
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Get Well Soon
Hey Kalv,
Get well soon!
From: Fanny, Mel, Alex Bayle and Bogey!
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Talk to me
Hey Mr.G,
If you guys are using the blog today on the projector you can send messages to me I'll be on the blog most of the day. If I'm not I'll be sleeping.
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Hi Guys!
HI Guys,
I'm sick! WA WA. If anyone could tell me the homework just comment on this post thanks.
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Sunday, February 24, 2008
MY ONE STANZA FOR HOMEWORK
As long as I get a hat trick
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Listen
Hey grade six this is a poem that i wrote over the weekend. Please comment on it.
Listen
it's a beat
a rhythm
Listen
it's drums
an acoustic
Listen
feel
see
the beat
Soprano
alto
they can sing
to the beat
Listen
to the lyrics
to the words
Listen
just listen
hear
feel
Just listen...
to the beat
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group poem
Are you allowed to do your group poem about your family?
alex
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Matt's Stanza For Group Poem
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group poem by eli
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MY stanza for group poem
Music through my ear
What else can I hear
With the bark
Of Linkin Park
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the apple crook
hey guys here is a new poem I wrote.
The apple crook
An apple a day ,
Goes missing away .
But a leaf from the tree,
Shall grow apon thee.
Then the night that I came,
It was such a shame.
With one apple to spare,
you grabbed it
like you just didn’t care
and I asked you why ,
but there was no reply.
for the apple he took ,
Defined him as a crook.
p.s. I am not finished
-mikaela
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Nini,
I think we have to show the whole project to the class and do you know if were supposed to pick with our group the source that each person is sopposed to attack or does mr.G .Thanks so much.
-mikaela
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Saturday, February 23, 2008
Socials Project
One question,
once were done making the board do we have to present it to the class or just have the board with the information?
Plz. Answer
Nini
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Friday, February 22, 2008
Homework
1. Spelling charts
2. Begin collecting information for Socials project
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Karma
You don't like it
when you can have it
But you want it
when it's gone
You don't care for it
when it's alone
Once someone goes to it
you stare in envy
It's not important
when noone cares
Once someone takes interest
it's all you can think about
She doesn't mean
a thing to you
But once one of your
friends takes a liking for her
All of a sudden you realize
she is beautiful
Marc L.
P.S. Please comment
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Thursday, February 21, 2008
You don't like it
when you can have it
But you want it
when it's gone
You don't care for it
when it's alone
Once something goes to it
you stare in envy
It's not important
when nothing cares
Once something takes interest
it's all you can think about
Marc L.
P.S. this poem is not done!
P.P.S. Please comment!
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A weird day- by Bayle And Janine
Bayle and Janine have been working on a poem about a weird day from a child's view.
Hope you like it and we're not done
I walked down stairs
And tripped over my stuffed bear
Today I found a slug
inside my favorite mug
When I was eating my cereal
My dog ate some of my meal
When I was brushing my teeth
My dog came from underneath
My dog followed me to school
I looked like such a fool
I had a difficult test
And it was really hard to digest
I went to eat
But instead I had some meat
I accidentally failed art
And I wasn’t so smart
After school I found my dog
Stuck Inside a small log
I took the bus back
And someone stole my pack
I tried to do my work
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No school tomorrow
Hi everyone,
just reminding you that there is NO school tomorrow!
Nini
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Wednesday, February 20, 2008
MY ROOM
My sanctuary
My home pitch
My Room
Messy for some
Clean for me
Too loud for some
Quiet for me
Too warm for some
Just right for me
Where I’m Happy
Where I’m sad
A place to work
A place to play
A place to hangout
A place…
Where I dream
Where I’m cozy
And safe
But who is really safe
In this crazy mixed up world
My palace
My sanctuary
My home pitch My Room
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Six Million Scars
Into the Heart
Between fields and seas
Hard to imagine
What happened here
Men blessed by heaven
With stories untold
Unable to distinguish
Between the chapters of pain
They lived with
The scars they carried
Despite
The Men with Guns
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An exciting addition to our Blog family!
Dear Students,
I'm excited to announce that we have a new mentor to share with and learn from. You may remember Nomi, a grade 12 student at Lord Byng High School, from her helpful comments on some of your work earlier this year. Well, she's back with us and has sent me some of her work from the past few years. She has also offered to give writing advice or comment on your poems as you post them. As you'll see from reading her work, she is a talented poet and has the background to give some solid advice to all you budding writers. Let her know what you think of her work.
The Killer Finding Spell is a poem that I worked on for Creative Writing class. The assignment was to expand on something we wrote in our journals, and I chose to turn mine into a poem.
The Killer Finding Spell
From within I pull the song
The one I know so well
It's easy and soft
A spoken spell
I can hear my voice
Drifting through the crowd
It's calm and cool
It's raging and loud
The burning in my skin
Is killing my hands
I'm craving the cold
And silence in the stands.
Ablaze in the soul
Under the skin
I'm heating up quickly
Coming up from within
It's gripping me tight
I've got no control
The spell around me
Is taking its' toll
I'm getting lost quickly
There are sounds all around
There I've got it
The target's been found
I'm grabbing a hold of it
I won't let it go
The waves it's sending
Are moving so slow
All that's left now
Is to sign its' defeat
I only wish my heart
Had just one more beat.
A Sunset Year is just a poem I wrote when I was going through a sunset phase. I actually wrote it in Grade 7, not too far off from your students now. It mostly focuses on repetition.
A Sunset Year
The golden sun,
Was bright and brilliant,
In the evening sky,
An evening sky,
The evening sky.
The sky of pink and peach and purple,
With blue and white in the distance,
Shaded by the fading sun,
A fading sun,
The fading sun.
The only sound made there,
Was the screeching of bikes and cars,
Of clicks and flashes,
And the wind and the waves,
As everybody stared,
They stared,
We stared.
I ask myself why I can't describe it,
There just aren't powerful enough words,
We hear and use the words we can,
But never will describe it,
Describe it majestically,
Describe it perfectly.
Sparkling on the dazzling sea,
The glittering rays,
Of sunlight days,
Fade away,
Away,
Today.
I feel as though,
The undertow could take me,
I'm light as air,
Bedazzled by its beauty,
Its beauty,
Our beauty.
As it fades I shed a tear,
Then I wait another year,
Another year,
A good year,
A sunset year.
Knowing You is a poem I wrote in Grade 10 when my grandfather died. Unfortunately, I did not have the courage to read it at his memorial service, but it feels like a good memory. I also realized that many of your students have written poems on some of their own family members, so I will contribute this to them.
Knowing You
I didn't really know you
Not the way I wanted to.
All I knew was from
Others' stories and memories,
So I didn't really know you.
I have this one memory,
Where I'm very young,
And you smile at me.
You're proud of me,
And we understand
Each other.
I tried to learn your mother tongue,
So I could get to know you.
I didn't learn fast enough.
I feel like I cheated
Because I wasn't there
To see you when
I probably should have.
But I'm here today,
To honour only you.
I'm here to pay
My respects to you,
And only you.
I'm here to say good-bye
And to get to know you,
And only you.
I wrote What I am the same day I found out my grandfather died. It was a very emotional time for me. It's a little dark, and it was meant to be lyrics for a song, so the beat is somewhat rhythmic. Some of your students might enjoy it.
What I Am
You have to let me be
Let me be grumpy
Let me be sarcastic
Let me be snarky
Let me be cynical
You have to let me be
Who I need to be
You watch me
Watch me cry in movies
Watch me cry in shows
But you never see
The tears that count the most
You have to let me be
Let me be grumpy
Let me be sarcastic
Let me be snarky
Let me be cynical
You have to let me be
Who I need to be
In the room all dark
I sit on the floor
My tears leak out
As I rock back and forth
I cry like this
When no ones looking
When I've lost control
When I'm breaking
When I don't want to
I need to
You have to let me be
Let me be grumpy
Let me be sarcastic
Let me be snarky
Let me be cynical
You have to let me be
Who I need to be
But you won't see
'cause you're blind
You won't hear
'cause you're deaf
You won't touch
'cause you can't
You won't taste
what I have.
Because I have me
And that's all
That's all
You have to let me be
Let me be grumpy
Let me be sarcastic
Let me be snarky
Let me be cynical
You have to let me be
Who I need to be
Because I have me
And that's all
That's all
An Accident was actually entered in the annual summer poetry contest that is held by the Poetry Institute of Canada. The PIC uses all the submissions to create an anthology and all participants may purchase a book at a lower rate than the rest of the country. This might be something you want to look into for your students because it's a really cool experience to have your work published. I submitted this in the summer of Grade 6, so I would have been in the same grade as your own students. An Accident was written in response to the road racing awareness week that was going on at my school.
An Accident
If you talk to a certain teen
They may describe a blood-filled scene
Somewhere where a car has crashed
Somewhere where a life was smashed
We are sure now that it was a teenager
But nobody really, truly could wager
The recklessness of that teens' life
That teen was driving on a very thin knife
They clearly did not understand
The skinniness of that strand
The strand of life on which they lived
Did this person ever give,
A kind of love you cannot see?
How will we know that teen will never be.
I have other poems that I can submit to you if you'd like. I just made a random selection of these as samples of different points in my life. I have a few poems from Grade 6 and 7 that I can send you, and also some more recent ones.
Hopefully your students will enjoy these!
Look forward to your student's reactions,
~Nomi, Grade 12, Lord Byng Secondary
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Group Poems
Let's get those stanzas in by Thursday, everyone. Remember that we are looking for a four line stanza about you in an aa bb rhyme scheme. Easy to do with the nice reward of being part of our togetherness puzzle display. Blog it as a new post or attach it to Nini's original.
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Response from Adina
I enjoyed the different perspectives in this poem of what the cat really is and what the cat thinks he is or could be. At the beginning of the poem the cat is a curled up ball on the rug, but inside the cat's mind he is becoming a vicious loin searching for pray. The cat on the mat is tame and mellow but the loin is a ferocious and ruthless creature. I enjoyed this because it connects to life. There is usually a difference between what you are or what you are capable of and what you think you are or think you think you can do.
-Adina
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Response to Hangman
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Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Poem analyzer when you are about to fall asleep!
grade six there is just about every thing you could find in the poem on the blog.
so.........
I found just one thing: that through out the poem there was a rhyme scheme that repeated itself
a
b
c
b
for example it is shown on the first 4 lines
Jake
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cat poem.......gone bad
I found that almost every line had some sort of mental image. My favorate one was "where woods loom in gloom". This reminded me of a forest in the middle of autumn when it was foggy. Once I walked in the endowment lands when there were a ton of leaves on the ground. It was a foggy day, the kind of day when the fog is so thick you can almost taste it. I looked to my left, only to see a dark gloomy forest with trees without leaves. I was intrigued (naturally) and walked towards this gloomy forest. As I walked towards the ominous scene, I could have sworn I heard screams. And that I did. But they were my own...
Bayle
Creatively edited by:
Max James
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This is my stanza for Janine's idea
I am the small bright orange ball on the wall
I am not a crook but I take a look on facebook
I am the man who will play a video game that he has to aim with the sniper’s frame
I am the one who has great might as he has a fight using the right knight on my PSP
-Arieh and his awesome font/courier
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cadence
I found that all the rhymes in this poem gave it alot of cadence
-mikaela
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My Stanza
I play football on a Sunday morning in September
I practice Star Wars on trombone increasingly louder
I get an A in social studies
I go play a lot with my buddies
-Bram S. 6B
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Poem Stuff
hey everybodyhereis some info about the poem:
Alliteration:
where woods
Lline Structure:
all lines around the same length
Stanzas:
one long stanza that rhymes
Cadence:
internal rhyme helps form cadence
Repetition:
Tolkien repeats "fat cat on the mat" in the first line and the third last line.
hope it helps!
Fanny
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Things Sam has noticed in the Cat poem
Here are a few things I found about in the Cat poem:
1. Metaphor:
“the giant lion with iron claw in paw” (lines 13 – 14)
Iron is a metaphor that made me think about how strong the cat’s claws are.
2. Internal Rhymes:
- “the fat cat on the mat” (line 1)
- “of nice mice that suffice” (line 3)
- “but he free, maybe” (line 5)
- “unbowed, proud, where loud” (line 7)
- “in the East feasted on beasts” (line 11)
- “the giant lion with iron” (line 13)
- “claw in paw” (line 14)
- “fleet upon feet” (line 18)
- “that oft soft from a loft” (line 19)
- Sam
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cat
Sencory images
line 1 "fat cat"reminded me of my cat when it goes into her defencive mode and all here hair sticks up to make her look fat. line 15 and 16 "huge ruthless tooth in gory jaw reminded me of when my cat comes into the house with blood stains on her hair and teeth full of blood. line 20 "leaps on meat" reminded me of the movies when you watch a leopard, cheeta, lion or tiger pounce on thier prey with blood thirsty eyes.
Alliteration
"deep in den"
"fleet apon feet"
Ryhmes
"Fat cat on a mat"
"unbowed loud and proud"
By: Marko Flores-Makon
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Cat Poem Response by: Marc L.
Hey All,
These are my thoughts on "Cat"...
Lots of sensory images whizzed into my mind while reading this poem. I would like to share one or two with you!
1) "and a huge ruthless tooth in gory jaw". I could really capture a mental picture of a lion roaring, because I have actually seen one in South Africa. As soon as Tolkien mentioned a lion my body flew right back to the game reserve, and I was standing next to a ferocious lion!
2) "fierce and free". I kept on thinking of this grey slimy cat that roamed around in a dark back alley of a restaurant. I have no idea where this came from, but maybe it was because I was recently watching "Stuart Little", and in the movie there was a cat like that.
Just the brilliance of this poem and the ridiculous rhyme scheme over whelmed me. I think if anyone can't find a good book to read or a good author, this poem will get them hooked on J.R.R. Tolkien for life!
Marc L.
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Sensory Images for the Cat poem
Sensory images
-Fat cat on the mat (line 1) this line reminded of my neighbours cat that used to sit on their couch and go to sleep.
-Gory jaw (line 16) this reminded me of a blood stained mouth of a lion after it eats a zebra.
-Leaps on his meat (line 20) this line reminded me of a lion jumping on a fleeing antelope.
-huge ruthless tooth (line 15) when I first read this poem this line reminded me of a shark tooth.
-Adam S.
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"Cat"
Here are some sensory images that I found:
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Poetry Response?
Hey Guys,
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Where to post poem about me.
Hey everybody,
If you know where to post your stanza about you, please tell me in the comment box.
Your fellow classmate,
-Bram S. 6B
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Facts On Cat
Hey guys,
heres a meteaphor I found in the poem Cat.
"Kin lean and slim"
I think that the poet is trying to say that the cat (or cat's) is very poor and is starving.
I also found out that there was less than 7 words in every line.
Some alliteration was: "Where woods"(line 21), "Deep in den"(line 10)
I think that the poet was showing where cats come from and that not all cats are nice and cute.
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Grade Six Homework
- Complete poem analyzer for "Cat"
- Submit your part for the group poem
- Spelling chart for next week
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Some Sensory Images (Notice the alliteration.)
I'm writing in colour just for you Max.
Sensory Images:
1. "The fat cat on the mat."
2. "The giant lion with iron claw in paw."
3. "Gory jaw."
4. "Leaps on his meat."
5. "His kin lean and slim."
-Bram S. 6B
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Lots of info
Hey everybody i have got a lot of stuff for you so if you want it here it is...
Internal poems:
- fat can on the mat
- may seem to dream
- but he free, maybe
- unbowed, proud, loud
- that oft soft from a loft
Sensory images
- Fat cat on the mat
- roared and fought
- his kin, lean and slim
- the giant lion with iron
- in gory jaw
- the pard, dark-starred
Alliteration
- deep in den
- fleet upon feet
- fierce
-Micah
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This is for "Cat".
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Poetic Devices in "Cat"
Hi guys i found a metaphor in "Cat",
When J.R.R. Tolkien wrote "leaps on his meat" is a perfect metaphor. of course a cat can not leap on his meat, it describes that the cat is so eager for his meats that he jumps to get it.
This is also a great sensory image describing a cat gobbling up meat.
Sensory Images:
-Claw in paw
-Fat cat on the mat
-leaps on his meat
-Aviva
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Here's a little
but fat cat on the mat
kept as a pet,
he does not forget.
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Poem
Hey guys-
there are only 2 more days to submit your stanza into the group poem!
Nini
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Poem analyzer
Alliteration:
-"or deep in den" Line 10
-"fleet upon feet" Line 18
-"Feirce and free" Line 23
Rhyme scheme:
Internal rhymes-rhymes all along the line in different places
Cadence:
Line 3 - "Of nice mice that suffice"
Line 2- "May seem to dream"
Sensory images:
- Line 20- "leaps on his meat">>He leaps on to a stuffed mouse
Janine
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Monday, February 18, 2008
Skiing
Just a big thanks to all the teachers for making sure we all had fun!
Thank you!
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Sunday, February 17, 2008
Unecessary Quotation Marks
Here's a cute site on unnecessary punctuation:
http://quotation-marks.blogspot.com/
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Group Poem Reminder
Hi Gang,
Three days left if you're still interested in joining Nini's group poem. Also, Ofir's question on math has yet to be answered. Looking forward to a fun day on the ski hill with you tomorrow.
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All Paths Lead To You
Hey Grade 6 look what I found.
All Paths Lead To You Life is a challenge – meet it.
Life is a gift – accept it.
Life is an adventure – dare it.
Life is a sorrow – overcome it.
Life is a tragedy – face it.
Life is a duty – perform it.
Life is a game – play it.
Life is a mystery – unfold it.
Life is a song – sing it.
Life is an opportunity – take it.
Life is a journey – complete it.
Life is a promise – fulfill it.
Life is a love – embrace it.
Life is a beauty – praise it.
Life is a spirit – release it.
Life is a struggle – fight it.
Life is a puzzle – solve it.
Life is a goal – achieve it.
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Aviva's Question
Hey guys you don't need to bring the bags that are on wheels, just bring a bag that you could ski with. You need to bring your lunch and if you want some extra clothes.
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Skiing
Hi Guys,
Do we have to bring our school bags tomorrow??
Aviva
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Saturday, February 16, 2008
4th and final draft of horse poem
hi guys,
I had another idea...the story of spirit is way to long and it would take me for ever to write it in a poem. So instead I'm just going to leave it at the beginning of the movie and maybe you can imagine what happens next-let your mind explode with idea's!
Nini
Galloping through the tall green grass.
Letting the wind go through my tail,
And rustle between the hairs of my
Playing games in the dry canyon walls,
to finding new places and adventures
through out my area.
I was the leader of the heard.
And with that job came responsibility.
A lot of it.
At some points I got really curious.
And at some points, too curious,
That's how I endangered the whole heard
and especially, my pride.
One night, I saw a little light...
apparently it was a fire.
And that's how my whole
adventure started.
Once seeing the fire, a wiser horse would've
ran away. But I wanted to know
who these strange creatures were
and what they were doing here.
Apparently I woke them up and
they wanted to catch me.
But why would I let them do that?
plz. comment
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Homework and Group Poem
Please have your personal spelling charts done by this weekend.
Group poems look very good so far. Please keep them coming. You may attach them to Nini's post or start a new post.
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Question
I have a question about the ratios quizz.
Do we do the blacker, or the whiter side?
please comment as soon as possible.
Ofir
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Friday, February 15, 2008
fixed bad paragraph
Wahoo my twelfth birthday. I’m really exhausted from the great time my friends and I had, we had pizza and root beer. I got a little over handed when I ate Ross' pizza he was steaming. I had to give him my pop, it sucked. The only thing is I shook my pop and it burst in his face, but he totally deserved it. Maybe tomorrow I will tell you what happen when I opened my present’s thanks a lot for listening to me dear dairy.
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I need help writing a poem. I have a good topic but I need another poets help. I have one partner (Bram) but there does not have to be only one person to help. It could be any number of people. It could even be the whole grade. This message will be posted everyday untill Monday. Deadline to volunteer is Monday, February 18.
Thanks Grade 6
From Jonah
P.S. Bram meet me at study hall every Friday
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Thursday, February 14, 2008
New and Improved Bad Paragraph by Shakaed
Yesterday it was my birthday! I turned twelve! I cannot believe how old I am! It was the best birthday EVER! Yesterday Sarah, Josh, and Lauren came over and we ate pizza AND ice cream AND cupcakes. Lauren was 1 and a ½ hrs late! We were so hungry that we couldn’t wait for her anymore so we started stuffing pizza in our mouth. I was eating my 2nd piece already when Lauren finally came.
“It’s about time, Lauren,” I said in between bites of pizza.
“Sorry,” Lauren replied, out of breath. “Ryan made us stay 20 minutes late to do push-ups. And then I had to go home to shower, and change, and then ask mom to drive me. Plus, there was a big traffic jam on No. 3 road.” Lauren continued. She looked inside the ‘Dominoes Pizza’ box and figured it was empty. “Where is my PPPPPIIIIZZZZZAAAAA?!”
“Well, I gave it to Josh because I thought you weren’t going to come.” I said.
“Whoops...” Josh said in the middle of chewing pizza bites in his mouth. We could barely understand him.
I had to give Lauren my ice cream because I gave her pizza away and there wasn’t any left. But because she was so furious she ate her ice cream so fast and got a Major Brain Freeze. I felt a little bad for Lauren but I guess she deserved it. I’d tell you about present time... but... I don’t want to make you jealous. Well, maybe I’ll tell you about Lauren’s. When I looked inside there was a tiny little teddy bear. Which I already have. Like she didn’t know that already. She probably took it out after Josh ate her pizza. Come to think of it, she did say she did go to the washroom for about 20 minutes at 3:00, right before present time....
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Partner In Poetry Extra Message
I need help writing a poem. I have a good topic but I need another poets help. I have one partner (Bram) but there does not have to be only one person to help. It could be any number of people. It could even be the whole grade. This message will be posted everyday till Monday. Deadline to volunteer is Monday, February 19.
Thanks Grade 6
From Jonah
P.S. Bram meet me at study hall Friday.
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samses' LiKe toTaly notbad paragraf (JUST JOKING)
Yesterday was my twelfth birthday, it was absolutely superb. Almost everyone was there and my wife Felicity was looking beautiful. Even my friend John Matthews came. I was very happy because having just published his ninth best seller; John doesn’t have a lot of time for parties. My wife even cracked open a fantastic 1986 bottle of merlot. The gourmet chef made a mouth watering fish and mushroom fillet, and the garlic tapinad was to die for. Unfortunately, my boss ate the mushroom, garlic and tomato pasta, with rose sauce and a hint of Indian spices that had been specially made for my friend Harrington. Well, when Harrington got to my party I had an awkward conversation with him and told him that my boss had accidentally eaten both his Harrington’s prepared meals. Harrington was quite disappointed. I felt badly for him so I gave him some of mine. Unfortunately, what I didn’t know was that Harrington was extremely allergic to Indian spices. So, after he ate some of the dish he went into anaphylactic shock and was rushed to hospital. Thankfully, his medical insurance covered all the bills. My gifts were great; Thomas gave me a wonderful book on the aboriginal people of Canada, and Susan gave me a donation in my name to a charity of my choice. Great wine, great people, great food, what more could a man ask for. Too bad I have to wait another four years until I turn thirteen.
-Sam
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Gr 6 homework
Humanities:
-contribute to group poem
-spelling words (for Monday)
Math 6B:
-Computation worksheet
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Yesterday was the best day ever because it was my 12th birthday! All my friends came over and we had a blast! The food was excellent because my mom made everything at home. My friend Sabine was kind of late so I ate her pizza because it was my favorite kind, cheese without tomato sauce. Once Sabine found out she got very angry with me so I told her I’d give her my chocolate chunk ice cream. Sabine ate the ice cream to fast and got a major brain freeze that turned into a headache. She had to go home early and I felt guilty because it was my fault. I apologized at dance and now everything is normal.
If I told you about present time you would regret it for the rest of your life. It was so hectic!
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Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Party Time!
Yesterday was the worst day ever! I went to my friend John’s birthday party at his house and I was a little late because I had to finish my hockey game which went into overtime and then a shoot out. When I finally got to the party my so-called friend John ate my food which really made me mad because I had no time to eat after my game so I was starved. And then when John did give me something to eat, all he gave me a shaken soda and some stale gummy bears. I got coke all over my face and it took forever to swallow the gummies. I decided it was my turn to give John a little surprise, just wait till you hear about his present!!!
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Bayle
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My Idea
Hey guys,
I had an idea that in a way attaches to Jonah's idea. I was thinking that maybe the whole grade could do a poem to show that we are all one, and everyone gives one stanza about them, their year so far or something like that. So if everyone approves, you can start leaving your stanzas in the comment box.
Thank you so much!
-Nini
P.S. if anyone wants to help put them in order. that would be good too.
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Marc's Birthday Party
If I had to write a list summing up the best days of my life, this day would be number one! My twelfth birthday party! Tom, Bob, Bobby, Tommy, Timmy, Hank, and Bill all came over to my mansion with 10 floors, an elevator and a swimming pool. We munched on some fantastic chips, popcorn, and gummy bears in the backyard next to the pool. My friend Timmy was one and a half late so I munched on his food for him. Timmy was furious when he finally arrived at the party because I ate his chips, so I had to (my Mom forced me) give him some of my gummy bears to make him feel slightly better. Later I got some amazing revenge because Timmy ate his gummy bears like the speed of light because of this the gummy bears stuck to his mouth and he couldn't talk for the rest of the party. I felt a horrible for Ross' mouth (I still think he deserved it). Next time I'll tell you about what happen when we all opened my presents.
A segment from “The Presents”:
It jumped out from the box and bit Timmy on the nose...
Marc L. 6A
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Sort Of Super Totally Wicked Fixed Paragraph
Last Monday I had my twelfth birth day party. It was entertaining! All of my friend's came over and we ate some outstanding food in my backyard. My friend Ross came late to the party and I ended up eating his food. Ross was acting crazy when he got to the party and found out that I ate his pizza. To stop Ross from getting crazier I gave him my ice cream to make up for it. Since Ross was famished he ate his ice cream so fast that he got a major brain freeze. I felt a bad for Ross since he had a headache. Next time I’ll tell you about what happened when we opened my presents and Ross saw what my parents gave me. (After that he regretted coming to come to my party.)
:)
Jake-ee
6A
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Partner In Poetry
Hey Grade 6A,
If anybody wants to write a poem with me. Please write in the comment box and say yes. I have very good poem topic but i need another poets' poetry skills.
Thanks
Jonah
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Fixed Paragraph
Yesterday I had the most magnificent 12th birthday ever. All of my friends came over and we ate the most incredible pizza I've ever had. My friend Ross was extremely late so as a punishment I ate his food. It turns out that when Ross finally came he didn't eat any breakfast so he was starving. He was very upset so reluctantly I gave him some of my ice cream. Shortly after, Ross was struck by karma for coming late and he got a painful brain freeze for gobbling down his ice cream. Something in my stomach made me feel bad for Ross but I think he still deserved it. More surprises happened during opening presents but those details I will keep private for personal reasons.
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Bad Paragraph By Jonah
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Matt's Fixed Bad Paragraph
I had an awesome birthday party yesterday, I turned 14. It was the best birthday I have ever had! All my friends and cousins came. At the beach we ate this gourmet food that my mom got. My cousin Jacob was really late so I thought it would be funny to eat his food. Jacob was furious at me because I ate his favorite ribs so; I gave him a bit of mine. I was totally mad that I had to give some of mine. When we got home from the beach, I got my revenge on him. He ate the cake so fast he puked all over my mom’s new carpet. I felt a bit sorry but, I knew inside he deserved it. Next time all fill you in on the sleep over that night……
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Fixed Bad Paragraph
Approximately 24 hours 12 minutes and 51 seconds ago I had my 12th birthday, it rocks being 144 months old A.K.A. 4380 days old A.K.A. 624 weeks old A.K.A. 105120 hours old. I and my friends from the Superior Math Class and the Accelerating Math Club had a blast. My Mom and Dad hired this guy to explain how E=MC2, we were all amazed at how easy the equation was than we had Math cookies they were all shaped like plus signs. My buddy Alberto was late so I ate his share of math cookies, he was so sad that he missed the lesson on E=MC2 so we taught it to him for fun. Alberto got revenge on me for eating his math cookies he did the algebra questions 4.567 nanoseconds before me it was terrible. Luckily at the end I came out to be the champion Alberto rushed so much that he only got 14997 out of 15000 in 3 minutes 57 seconds 3 milliseconds and 0 nanoseconds while I got 15000 out of 15000 in 3 minutes 57 seconds 3 milliseconds and 4.567 nanoseconds it made me feel like a king (I thought I’d get question number 9361 wrong it was y =3.564 x 61 = 19t.588 + 19 x y.123456789903 = n). I felt kind of bad for Alberto his downfall hit him pretty hard. Well maybe next time I’ll tell you about the Extra Dextra Super Duper Pooper Scooper Mega Extreme Ultra Zoom In Microscope my friends got it for me it zooms in up to 9999999999999999999999x bigger than actual size it’s just amazing.
From your pal,
Arieh the Math Geek Guy
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New And Improved "Bad Paragrph"
Dear Grandpa and Grandma
Yesterday I was so excited for my twelfth birthday; I could hardly sleep the night before. It was so wonderful to have my friends, around me on my birthday, it really made it special. We opened presents and ate delicious cake at the back of the house. My friend Ross was delayed at soccer practice so I gobbled his food up, MMM! When Ross arrived he was furious that I had his scrumptious piece of pizza, so I gave him my ice cream so he wouldn’t be sour for the rest of the party. He scooped the ice cream to fast into his mouth he got a major brain freeze. I felt sorry for Ross, so I made him a nice cup of hot chocolate. Guess what he burned his tongue, but I guess that story is for another time.
Lots of love,
Kalv
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Isabelle's Fixed Bad Paragraph
Yesterday I finally turned 12 years old. It was one fabulous day. Julia, Sarah, Ross and I all hung out. As the pizza melted in our mouth under the blistering sun, Ross arrived. He was an hour and a half late. As he opened the box for pizza he realized that it was empty. With one frustrated faced he turned and asked,
“ Where’s the pizza?”
“ Well I thought you weren’t coming so I let Julia eat it.”
I could see that Ross was a bit mad but it was his fault for coming late. Next course was the cookies n’ cream ice cream. Ross was starving and finished first! He got this huge brain freeze; he looked like his face was about to explode with crisp ice. I felt sorry but there was nothing I could do about it. You don’t even want to hear about the present I got, they were wicked.
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Danny's fixed "Bad" Paragraph
Yesterday it was my twelfth birthday and I had this crazy party. We all pigged out on pizza and pop, and then Max took a huge cannon ball into my pool, but he was so full that he puked on everything! My mom had to clean it all up! Since Ross wasn't there yet, I ate both of his pieces of pizza. When he arrived we were already on to the cake and ice cream, and he was pissed 'cause he didn't get to eat his pizza. I felt bad about it, so I then stole Adam's ice cream and gave it to Ross. He ate it so fast though that he got a huge headache and he had to be driven to the hospital in an ambulance. I don't know what was worse, my party, or the fact that we would have to tell Ross' mom what happened.
Danny G.
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Yesterday I turned twelve years old! I was so happy to be only one year away from becoming a teenager! I invited all of my friends over and we ate pizza inside my tree house until my friend Justine screamed “spider!”. From all the screaming and yelling everything turned into a big mess! We had to move the whole party inside!
The clock was ticking and my friend Ross was already an hour late, I decided that I would eat his slice of pizza. When Ross arrived we were already eating cake.
“Oh…uh….hi Ross,” I said nervously.
“Hello, where's my food?” he said with anger looking at his empty plate.
“Uh…um I thought you weren’t coming so I ate it for you,” I exclaimed.
“Well because of you I have to starve!”
“Um…………sorry Ross I will go ask my mom to order you another pizza,”
“You'd better!” He yelled after me
I won't even start telling you about present time!
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You thought the last one was bad...
Fix this paragraph (capitals, spelling, punctuation-it's got it all)
NOTE: Please proofread and spell check your "fixed" paragraph. Don't replace one "bad" paragraph with another.
I had my twelvth birth day yesterday. It was soooo fun! All of my friend's came over and we ate some really good food in the backyard. My friend Ross was really late so I ate his food. Ross was kina mad when he got to the party 'cause I ate his pizza, so I had to give him some of my ice cream to make up for it. But I got some really good revenge because Ross ate his ice cream so fast that he totally go bad brain freeze. I felt a little bad for Rosses headache but, he probably deserved it. Maybee next time Ill tell you about what happen when we opened my presents.
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Tuesday, February 12, 2008
POETRY RESPONSE
Hey everybody I wanted to put my response on the web, so here it is...
I thought that The Hangman really showed how you can (and should) stop being a bystander and start being a helper by standing up for the greater good. The line "I did no more than you let me do" is one of the sentences that demonstrates the way Maurice Ogden talks about this. After all, in the Torah it says: not saving a man's life if you can, is a sin.
Also (as a bonus of course) people will help you if you're in trouble and you've previously helped them.
I can relate to this poem because it relates to the Jews and the Holocaust and how nobody helped them when they needed help. And I am a Jew so I can relate to the Holocaust and the poem.
The sensory images help visualize the poem and its meaning with phrases like "smelling of gold and blood and fame" and His eyes of buckshot lead".
Micah
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WHAT'S THE HOMEWORK GUYS
HI GUYS JUST WANDERING WHAT THE HOMEWORK IS. IF CAN POST THE HOMEWORK THAT WOULD BE GREAT.
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Homework
Please make sure your spelling charts are ready for tomorrow.
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