“The Saxons are coming, Odin all father protect me now!” said Bjorn the great warrior. “Father, what’s wrong?” questioned Zallion, son of Bjorn. “The Saxons will shed blood and burn our city. You must run to the west to Oslo where the silver moon sets and there a man named Thorak will train you.” replied Bjorn. “But father what will become of you?” said Zallion. “I believe that I shall die in war; I am sorry son.” declared Bjorn. “I will avenge your death father and will come back with an army in ten years and a day and no longer. I shall be 21 years young and vow to you father that I will not rest until the devil himself takes me away. That is my oath - that is my destiny!” exclaimed Zallion.
“May Thor protect you son.” And with that Bjorn handed him an ax, food and water. “With haste son,” cried Bjorn as a poisoned arrow flew into his head. “DEVIL TAKE ME WITH SPEED!” Bjorn was dead. The Devil was lingering around the battle ground and the victorious Saxons could feel it. They knew he was watching blood fly out of the Norwegians heads and knew he was watching when their leader Arak took a bite out of Bjorn’s heart and said, “I AM ARAK - NO ONE CAN CHALLENGE ME!”
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Response to 'Ernest Mann'
Naomi Nye starts this poem by saying, “You can’t order a poem like you order a taco.” She’s saying that poetry is not fast food, it’s slow food: we should take time to write or read a poem because a lot more thought and care goes into it.
Another point is that Nye’s poem doesn't read the way most of us imagine a poem reads, with rhyming lines and such. This poem is more like a letter or a story. In fact, it is a type of letter: “Anyone who says, ‘Here’s my address, write me a poem,’ deserves something in reply.”
In this ‘letter’ Nye writes: “Poems hide. In the bottoms of our shoes they are sleeping. They are the shadow drifting across our ceiling the moment before we wake up.” What she’s saying is that poems aren't obvious and that we have to dig deep into ourselves to find their meanings.
She also uses this poem to show us how incredible the world is when we open ourselves up to new ways of looking at things. For example, most of us think that skunks are smelly and gross, but the man she describes (I think it’s the man in her title, Ernest Mann) finds poetry in a skunk’s eyes. Ernest is the opposite to the boy in our last poem, “The Little Boy,” because he is a non-conformist. Nye write of him: “Nothing was ugly just because the world said so.”
My mom always says to me that when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Nye says this in a much more poetic and beautiful way. And she reminds us not to prejudge, not only people, but everything in the world.
The Left Eye/ harris burdick
"Was Archie in his bed?" I asked my self.
Ever since my mom and dad died Ive always watched out for my brother just like my mom used to do. " OK Jess calm down Archie is perfectly fine ." I mumbled to myself. But right as I said that I just had to go check on him . I ran to his bedroom as fast as I could. It was so clean that i could actually walk in. But something was different although the pictures weren't crooked or his wooden boat. But just as i looked down I knew the answer, My brother Archie was MISSING!
I was so scared that I didn't bother look for him I just called the police. "Hello this is Jessica Hamilton I live on 1768 Arbutus street, Please come as soon as possible." but just as I finished saying my address they hung up on me. "What am i going to do?" I cried. Then the doorbell rang " DING DONG" I opend the door. I thought that maybe it could be the police but it wasn't. It was a guy and on his face he had warts, pimples and hair growing out of his eyes! Then in a calm voice he said "I'm here to pick up your brothers dead body." " who said he was dead!" " you did maam, you called the undertakers.'' " well your name is Jessica Hamilton and you live on 1768 Arbutus street right?" He said. "Yes Yes it is." I said very sadly. "Well then I must have called the undertakers, but I thought I dialed 911." I said as a shiver went through me. "Well i think i see your brother is he the one?" The man asked. The two of us walked out the door and down the drivethru. And right in front of me was my six year old brother dead with blood all over his left eye. As I watched the man carry my brother into the hearse a tear fell down my cheek as I saw the car dissapear into the darkness of the night. I cried to my self and thought that ill never understand how this horrible thing happend.
By Melody
My Room
My room
Where I dream my craziest dreams
Where I write what must be written
Where I draw my most beautiful pictures
My room
Where I show my feelings
Where music flows through my mind,
and calms me down
Where I know I'm safe in my cozy sanctuary
My room
Where I write important moments
Where my pen puts down my greatest stories
My room
Where every night my eyes slowly close
Where the sun creeps in and I know it's a new day
Where nightmares await after a scary movie
My room
Where joyful things,
overflow my body
Where thought takes over
My room
Where I dream my craziest dreams
Where I write what must be written
Where I draw my most beautiful pictures
Harris Burdick
The 3rd Floor Window
The Beginning 1
“It all began when someone left the window open;” He didn’t know what would happen. This story occurred in a small city in Italy called Sicily. The year was 1976. It was a rather cold day; a man named Mr. Edwin Seng was sitting in his apartment on the third floor in his bedroom with his girlfriend, Ms. Emily Karnun. They were watching a soccer game that Italy was playing in. It was a good game so far but everyone knew who was going to win. Emily was a beautiful and intelligent lady, and Edwin was a nice handsome boyfriend, but her luck in life was about to change.
The Knife 2
Unexpectedly, a knife came flying swiftly through the open window and went right through the core of Emily’s head, blood was gushing out. At that Edwin ran, he realized that he was a hunted man wherever he went. Until he found the killer, he had a target on his head. Before Edwin left his apartment he took the knife with him. He knew that he only had one hope, but he didn't know were to find him. Edwin knew if he couldn't find the famous vigilante who was only known by his nickname that he would be laying next to his dear departed Emily. He needed to find The Silent Scope.
Jack Christopher Mohogony 3
Edwin decided to go to the only person he knew who might know The Silent Scope, Jack Christopher Mohogony. Edwin went to Jack. Jack said he knew Silent Scope’s real name and how to contact him, but Jack wouldn't declare how to contact him or his real name. Edwin left Jack’s place. He knew were to go next.
Raff Hungman 4
Edwin went to visit his friend Raff Hungman just to talk about there old life, and what happened to Emily. When Edwin was thinking of what to say to Raff, he realized he hadn’t cried for Emily yet. Then he realized that it was probably because in his old life most of his family except his brother Mark Jackson was killed, so he learned how to keep his crying in his heart. So there he was at Raff’s apartment. When he got inside he opened a window. Raff and Edwin talked about everything. Suddenly, a knife came flying through Raff’s window. This time it landed in Raff’s skull instead of going right through his skull. It had a note attached to it. It read “I’m watching you, so observe your back”. Right then Edwin realized in both scenarios he opened a window and in both scenarios a knife killed someone he loved. Edwin ran. That’s all he could think of doing-running. Edwin realized that it was pointless to run, so he went home.
The Email 5
At Edwin’s house he received an email from Jack that read, “I have information to tell you about Silent Scope. Come over to my place and I’ll tell you everything, but remember when you’re coming here make sure your not being followed.” Edwin drove over to Jack’s apartment. When Edwin was about to hear a secret about Silent Scope from Jack, the window broke and the pieces of the window came shooting at Jack. That was the end of Jack. Edwin would have to figure out the mystery of Silent Scope and the killer of 1.Emily 2.Raff and newly added to the list 3.Jack. Edwin knew it was too much of a mission for him, but he knew who to go to next.
Mark Jackson 6
Edwin went to his brother Mark Jackson. When Edwin arrived at Mark’s apartment, Mark was scared to let him in. Mark said, “How could you do this to me? You let our whole family die, then you didn’t talk to me for 20 years just because you got mixed up in the Mafia and informed the cops that your STUPID BOSS MR. PACHINO IS A SINNER! NOW YOU COME TO ME-I HATE YOU!!!” Then I said, “I’m sorry I messed up your life, because I got into the Mafia, but that was my old life, now, in my new clean life I need your help. More people are dying because of me, please help me.” Mark spoke, “NOW YOU COME TO ME ASKING FOR HEL” I interrupted and said, “Do you know how to find The Silent Scope?” Mark ended the conversation like this, “NO, TO EVERYTHING” and slammed the door in my face. Mark was steaming. I was about to go, but I heard UUUUU!!! Mark flew out of his third floor apartment window with no arms or legs and written on the side of the apartment building in Marks blood it read, “I know where you live and if you keep going to people I’ll kill them more painfully than any of the deaths so far. So run and hide because wherever you go I’ll be there.”
Nowhere 7
Edwin didn’t know where to go, without getting someone else killed. Edwin wanted to go to the cops, but Edwin was only clean in New York. When Edwin told the cops back in N.Y. about his mafia boss, Mr. Pachino, they put him in the witness protection program. The problem was the program only qualified in the U.S. but here in Sicily, Italy, Edwin was still known as Mr. Bert Jackson, a hit man, who killed over 50 people. In other words Edwin was nowhere. If Edwin wanted to survive he had to go back to his old ways, and murder the killer of his brother, girlfriend and friends. It was time to get his Golden Sniper Rifle out from under his bed, but was it safe to go back to his apartment?
Run 8
Edwin decided to go to his apartment. He went up the stairs to the third floor. When he got in his apartment, he went straight to his bedroom, and got his Golden Sniper from under his bed. Afterwards he heard shooting and a bullet hit his arm. Edwin ran out of the apartment screaming in pain with blood dripping from his arm. Whoever just shot at him pulled the last straw. Edwin was going to take action. Edwin was fuming in anger, and was going to take the next plane to New York.
The Plane 9
Edwin got a ticket on a plane to New York. Edwin was relaxing on the plane watching a movie, when he heard two gun shots, and two people falling to the ground, dead. Edwin couldn’t believe it, the plane was taken by terrorists. The plane was flying smoothly for awhile with Edwin pretending he didn’t know what was happening. Until he could see a glimpse of the Empire State Building. Edwin quickly got up took his Sniper Rifle and a parachute from the escape door and jumped off the plane. Edwin had a long free fall because if he deployed his parachute to early the parachute would get caught in the airplane’s jets. Edwin landed safely and then realized the “terrorists” were actually trying to kill him not the other people on the plane. Edwin decided to go back to Sicily now that he knew he really was being hunted.
Back In Sicily 10
Edwin got back to Sicily easily. Edwin became the predator and the killer became the prey. Still Edwin wanted to find The Silent Scope, because Edwin didn’t want to go back to his old life, but finding The Silent Scope was hopeless. Edwin went everywhere in Sicily where supposedly The Silent Scope lived. Edwin went all over Italy with his Sniper Rifle. Wherever Edwin went the prey hid.
No More Silent Scope 11
Edwin decided he didn’t need The Silent Scope. Edwin wanted to kill the prey himself. After all, the killer murdered his loved ones and shot his arm. The killer probably didn’t kill The Silent Scope’s loved ones or shoot his arm. So it was settled in Edwin’s mind that “The Prey” was his to feast on.
The Prey 12
Edwin found where the prey was hiding. He barged into the hiding place and saw the prey but was surprised who “The Prey” was. It was Mr. Pachino. Mr. Pachino said, “Bert you told the cops about me I had to escape from the electric chair, why? Why did you do it?” Edwin replied “because you killed my WHOLE FAMILY!!! I’M NOT THE PREY ANYMORE!!! SILENT SCOPE!!! AND ANYWAYS WHY DID YOU BECOME A VIGILANTE, I”LL NEVER BECOME CLEAN!!!” And with that, Edwin took out his Golden Sniper Rifle and shot The Silent Scope three times. Blood was gushing out of Mr. Pachino. With Mr. Pachino’s blood, Edwin wrote “THE PREDATOR HAS FEASTED” on the wall
The Myth 13
Some say this story is fake, but next time you’re in Sicily never stay at a apartment on the third floor, because you never know when “The Predator” has a target on you. Who knows “The Predator” might want to feast again….
THE END…
FOR NOW
Homework 6A for October 17
"Fairy Tale" hook, outline and conclusion due on (Monday, Oct. 22nd).
One poetry response due on (Tuesday).
By Jonah
Poetry Response by Tomer
This poem is about two men trying to hike up a mountain. One of the men criticizes the other man for the way he looked, he wonders to himself how a fat like him can get so fat and try to attempt to clime a mountain. when the fat man passes by he sees what is written on his tee-shirt, and feels ashamed of what he thought earlier. The point of this story is not to judge people by the way they look, but by the way they are.
Shots...
Shots hurt a bit but don't take away your confidence from reading this letter.
If you have any poems about shots please send them to kookoonin@yahoo.ca to regain every ones confidence before they melt.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Aviva's thoughts on prejudice...
Imagine, not being able to go to the same restaurant as others, not being able to use the same washroom as others or even getting kicked out of your own home for living in a neighborhood with others who don’t want you. This can all happen from being judged on your color or religion.
You might be thinking that you would never do something like that to someone else. But, people do this all the time. Many people say prejudice things everyday without even realizing what they are doing and the harm they are causing.
What I have learned about in class is that prejudice means pre-judging someone. I feel that this is wrong and can only hurt others. Some examples are like the Jews getting judged just because of there religion or the blacks because of the color of there skin. People are judging people by the way they look.
What happens very often is you will see someone with piercings all over and think that they are very awkward or strange. People pre-judge bigger people and assume negative things instead of looking at what type of person they are inside. This also goes on every day at a normal everyday school all over the world. Kids pre-judge other kids just because of what they wear or the way that they look. Everyone should be treated equally and should not be put down for looking differently. You just have to get to know them before you pre-judge (prejudice) them.
Another thing people do is stereotype. Stereotyping leads to being prejudice. I think that stereotyping is an awful thing and that we should try to prevent it from happening. Some very common ones are “Jews have big noses” or “Chinese people are bad drivers”. There is no point of saying any of these comments because they make the world a bad place to live in, full of negative thoughts which don’t help but only hurt others.
These stereotypes and prejudiced sayings, lead to consequences that people do not deserve. The Jews in the holocaust suffered consequences for no reason. In class we watched the movie Daniel’s Story. After watching that it really made me think about how over 600,000 innocent Jewish people like us died for nothing. Or how black people could not sit on the same benches as whites or even drink from certain water fountains. Once a again the Blacks and the Jews got the consequences when they did not deserve them.
the lining of heaven and hell
Dawn. A sliver of the moon is still shining. The sun is rising. A hairline of hell’s gate is still open. A red day. Blood has been spilt by the devil himself. Hell’s gate finally closes. The blue sky is slowly reappearing. All is quiet. The trees are being blown, leaves flying in the air. Autumn, 1431, October 22nd, the day no one can forget, the day Sarx was born. I’m from Elizix and have moved to Hitrae, the nicest city in Exrek or the universe. My name is Exen. I am a warrior of my own kind, protecting the human race. We fight all: apes, tigers, demons, the undead, and most of all we are at constant war with the minions of Sarx and Zerk, the greatest demons that are known to the universe. Yet we are trying now to kill Zerk and Sarx, but we cannot locate them though we did find Zerk’s lair. The demons are too strong and we had to flee the Onyx Sanctuary. I am now living my life in Sondo, a once happy city, but not since Zerk’s minions have come here. We cannot be very happy any more and I don’t think we’ll ever see happiness in Sondo again, not until the human race kills Zerk and Sarx. And we are never in harmony with the tigers or apes anymore. Yet that may be the only way we can ever defeat Zerk and Sarx. “I hope that Sarx will die soon brother” said Kniscare. “Me too, Kniscare,” said I.
by: Yoad
PS: hope you liked it I'm just starting a book and this is my first page so hope you liked it and thank you for taking your time.
A shot in the arm...
If you haven't done so already, please bring in your immunization forms to me (6A), or to Mrs. Elias-Smith (6B) by tomorrow.
Emma's brave adventures in tonsilectomy!!
My Adventures in Tonsillectomy
By Emma Kallner
Definition: A tonsillectomy is a surgical procedure in which the tonsils are removed. Sometimes the adenoids are removed at the same time.
October 9, 2007 was one of the worst days of my life! It was the day I had a tonsillectomy. A tonsillectomy is when a surgeon takes your tonsils out. I was having my tonsils and adenoids out. Now I will tell you what a tonsillectomy was like for me.
The night before the surgery you eat your dinner and you go to sleep and by midnight you are not aloud to eat. So I woke up in the middle of the night and was really worried. It was so hard to get back to sleep. I woke up the next morning really nervous with butterflies in my stomach. The thing that was worrying me was the needle that they were going to stick into me to make me fall asleep. I was afraid that it was going to really hurt. I was also concerned that I would not go to sleep even with the needle. I eventually fell back asleep for a few hours.
In the morning I could only drink water until 9:30. I couldn't have any breakfast. We left home at 10:30 and quickly stopped in at school to get homework and to say good bye. It was nice to see some friends before I went to the hospital. It calmed me down for a little while anyway.
When we got to Children’s Hospital, we had to check in at the Surgical Day Care. There was actually a line up of other kids getting surgeries done. I looked at all the other kids and they did not look worried at all. I wanted to turn around and get out of there. When we got to the front of the line the nurse that was checking me in said, “Your surgery is at 12:30 and you can go sit over there on those benches till they call you”. I listened to my i pod while we waited to calm my nerves. Then the nurse opened the door and called my name to come in. I thought my heart was going to pop out as I was so scared.`
She brought me and my parents to a curtained off room. She asked me to get in to a hospital gown. After I changed, the woman came in and put a cream on my hand that makes it numb so I can’t feel the needle. The hospital calls it “magic cream”. Maybe they could have used all of that magic on something else maybe like on getting me out of there! I sat in that room for about 10 minutes and then the nurse brought me out to where all of the other kids wait for their surgery. It was packed!! Unfortunately, the only seat left was right next to the door where all the kids come out from surgery. This was not the greatest seat to sit in because when you watch all the kids come out from surgery it makes you want to cry not only because it makes you more worried but also because you feel bad for them. Imagine a little girl being rolled out on a bed after her surgery. She was crying and moaning and her face had lots of purple spots on it. My Mom told me that she had some laser surgery done on her face to get rid of marks. That is what I had to see over and over.
I had been waiting 2 ½ hours and no one had called my name. My surgery was an hour late so far. I was getting really hungry and more and more nervous. My Dad went to go ask how much longer it would be. The nurse said that the surgeon was running behind and there were two more people ahead of me. Yikes!!! That is the moment I thought I would just walk out of there and not do the operation. I got so mad at my parents for making me do this. It was going to be another 2 hours before my surgery and I didn’t think I would make it. The nurse gave me a bed to lay down in and I watched Seinfeld to get my mind off my nerves, headache and hunger. I started to get dizzy and a little nauseous from not eating. I thought to myself that this must be what it feels like on Yom Kippur. Finally at 3:15 when I was the last patient in a once busy waiting room, a nurse came to bring me into surgery. This made me cry. When I got into the surgery room I saw all of these silver bowls and tools. My Dad came in with me all dressed up in a blue cap, slippers and a yellow gown. That made me laugh a little.
My Dad held my hand as they put the gas mask over my face. I tried really hard not to fall asleep but the gas was too strong . I guess that is when they put the I.V. in my hand and started the operation. I was in surgery for half an hour and then they brought me out to recovery. My parents said I was really funny when I woke up. I asked for Popsicle's right away and had three by the time I got up to my room for the night.
I had to share a room with another girl that also got her tonsils out. I wasn’t too excited about this but that is all they could do. My Grandparents came to visit me and brought me balloons. I really appreciated that. I watched T.V with my brother for a while and then my Dad and Jeremy went home. It was just my Mom and I for the night. The nurses kept coming in to check my vital signs, give me Tylenol and ask how my throat was. It actually felt O.K. I couldn’t fall asleep though. There were lots of beeps and moans and noises coming from other patients. The IV machine kept beeping through the night. It was really annoying. I probably slept about 2 hours the whole night. My Mom tried to sleep in the chair beside me. She kept telling me to sleep but I couldn’t so I watched movies and my Mom got me more Popsicle's. In the morning the surgeon came to see me and said my tonsils and adenoids were very big. It was a good thing that I got them taken out. He told me about what to expect as I healed and said I could go home. Yeah!!
The days following were really hard. My throat hurt so much. I could barely swallow. I could only eat about three spoons of a Slurpee. Can you imagine turning down a Slurpee, milkshake and frappacino? I have started eating some soup and cannot wait to eat a big bowl of chips when I am better. It takes two weeks to feel better and three weeks to be completely healed. One more week to feel better. I can’t wait!
This has been my adventure with a tonsillectomy. Stay tuned as the adventure continues. The disgusting scabs are due to fall off any day now. I understand this can be the beginning of another adventure.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Looking Great
Everyone the website is looking amazing. Thanks for putting all your work on.
From Jonah
Homework for October 15
1. Hook and Outline due on Wednesday
2. Reading Response due on tomorrow ( Tuesday)
My 2ND Fairy Tale Character Sketch By Jonah
The Hare
- He is clumsy and uncoordinated. He trips and falls all the time.
- He is slow and out of shape because he spends all his time creating his own inventions.
- He is kind and helps others. He is a big brother to a disadvantaged child.
- He is very well liked and has a lot of friends.
- He is a genius. He went to Yale, and Harvard.
- His family is very large. He has 3 brothers and 2 sisters. They are very supportive of one another. They love his inventions.
- His heroes are Thomas Edison and Albert Einstein.
- He invents things to help mankind.
- He loves animals. He owns an animal shelter.
- He is very modest.
