Sometimes I Wish

Sometimes I wish the world was a kinder place, That the world was a picture perfect place like the media describes it. Crime rates drastically dropping each year till dare not a ration of no murders. Poor and hungry wiped away from the earth. Everyone has a chance to get what they want. (I wish I could go Super Saiyan).Jobs allowing parents to spend time with their kids. People say that the world is a heavenly place but what about the inhabitants. The mean,cruel, and terrible people that live on it. How can the media portray such awful things. It doesn’t show the true horrific and inhumane things happening around the world. Kids in Africa can’t hope to have fame and glory when they are struggleing to find clean water everyday. Sometimes I wish i could hit the lottery and donate the money to a causee in Africa mainly Kenya. Sometimes  I ask myself If I could end it all how would I start?Hmmm.

My Wish For The World

My wish for the the world is to accept all those who walk, crawl, roll, and ride on it.
The world was made for billions not 1.
My wish is for the world is to turn back to once it was.
A peaceful and pleasant place.
Man has destroyed crumbled and ridiculed the land.
Tainted by blood and ashes. Pollution, oil spills in the sea, radiation in the air, what has nature done to deserve this.
Once a beautiful, gorgeous blue lake, now black and polluted from foreign countries wish for land.
Those who are greedy and selfish rise in the economy trying to destroy who is at top.
Gas prices rising , Death toll increasing, and single parents crying.
Kids growing up without both parents.
My wish for the world is to come to a standstill.
Where is peace the only thing standing.
My wish for the world is to care and think of others before themselves.

Figuaritve Langauge

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Trip to chiminey rock

The first time I went to Chimney rock was back in 4th grade. The only trip we took because the other classes were horrible. The trip was amazing though.     Since it was a school trip we had to get up at 5 in the morning so we wouldn’t miss the bus.     The bus ride was maybe 1 - 2 hours long. We were able to watch movies and eat so the kids had a wonderful time. We watched brother bear and home alone 2. When we arrived to the bottom of Chimney rock there was a list of things to do. We had to go up 200 stares, walk through the store, and if time left the boat ride.    We began the long agonizing pain of walking up the 200 stares. On our way to the store i spotted a waterfall so i asked if we could go  look at it. It was amazing. Me being only about 10, thought it was the most amazing thing in the world. The way the colors reflected off the water was magnificent. I took pictures before we left. While leaving the waterfall the store happened to be a few feet away from it.   The store was amazing. It had the best candy in the world in there (Rock Candy). I bought 2 of each one and ate them throughout the day.     The boat ride was next. When we arrived at the lake it was huge. When i got on the boat i thought i was going to fall off. The boat ride was amazing, I saw buildings under water, buildings sinking ,and raced the other team to the end of the lake. We won by a little bit over a foot. After the boat ride was done it was time to go home.     On our way back my mom said we are coming here for a family vacation. I was so happy about that. When we got back to school i ran to the car and went to sleep on the ride home.

ELA Showcase

The blog that best explains my growth and thinker as a reader is  Whoopin. I gave the belt personification as if it where a real human about to hit me. I read someone story about going throgh pain so i decided to write a story about pain being delt to me. I had to foucs on the authors main purpose of writing a story. My top three post were 1 whoopin 2 Hunger Games Project 2 3hunger games project 1. Hunger games project 1 was my best post of creatvity. I took my perseption of the love trianlge between gale, katniss and peeta and my my own explaination.

Whoopin

My dad had ordered a new big screen T.V (65in). Our father decided to throw away the old one because it was a new house so he wanted new stuff to go inside. We had to help him bring it in the living room. After we did that our dad plugged it up and turnt it up as loud as he could.  Ontario and I were in the next room. We took our mattresses and stacked them on top of one another and started to jump.My brother and I were like 9 and 10 (me being the oldest) , so we didn't have much of an imagination of what we could do. Our dad told us to stop but we didn't hear him over the loud T.V. After he finally got tired of it he told our mom to go settle it. He was to tired to get up him self. She tried her best to whoop my brother and I, but we have become so immune it was like a feather going across us. Our dad decided to get a belt. When he walked in I saw a swirling vortex of red around his body. The cold black leather belt looked like it was smiling a grimly smile saying "I'm coming for you". The silk smooth shine told me "this is what happens when you don't obey".  The way the belt went across my backside was horrible. It was like thunder clapping, it was a continues whack after another. When he finally got done my bottom was red. I never knew I could turn red. Let me tell you we never jumped on another bed again.

The Tale Tell Heart

                                                                      

("Villians" I shriked," dissemble no more! I admit to the deed- tear up the planks! here here! it is the beating of his hideous heart!

I used pictures to show my vizulations of the book.