Technology Or Not?

Did you know that by 2015, China will have twice the number of students graduating from collage than Europe and the United States combined? Technology is the answer.

Technology has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that it can speed up our learning process. The disadvantage of technology is that it gets easily broken, and it can lose data.

As we enter the business world, we realize that the grades we got in school are important to us now. By decreasing the student population in each grade and classroom, the students will be able to focus more and achieve greater success. By this, I mean that when there are fewer students in a classroom the students can get more help, and they can also concentrate better.

The technologies that we use are an advancement that we have the opportunity to use and explore. Without this technology school would not prepare us with the things that we need in order to reach success. Technology can also be a bad thing because the waves from the electronic device can make cancer a bigger threat to the human society.

The textbooks that we learned from last year, would already be outdated by iMac computers and other electronic devices. What our schools need to do, is try and keep up with the technology, or we will get left behind.

School should input more technology into our lives, and decrease the student classroom population as I wrote earlier. If the schools would give us more knowledge about the business world, than we would be more prepared for our future lives.

If students were lazy, and would just lay around their couch saying, “I’ll do it tomorrow”, than they would fall behind and wouldn’t be successful. In order to achieve greatness, you have to be committed and prepared. You also have to have a vision of your goal in your mind whenever you feel defeated, remember it and it will give you strength.

Some people think that their grades don’t matter, but when you get into high school and collage, than they really matter. If you for example got a B in biology and you want to become a nurse, than the person with an A is more likely to get into the collage or university.

This is why we should use technology, and I hope that now you know that it plays a big role in your life and future.

Are you prepared?

First Nations Presentation

I thought that the presentation was very interesting. As he spoke about what each of his ornaments represent, it all started to make sense. Turning in circles dancing, I saw the movements of his storytelling. First came the eagle soaring, then came the hunter hunting, and then the hunter making tracks. As he started to speak a bit about himself, I was amazed that the robe and the feathers that he had on, weighed about 50 pounds!!! It must have been hard to dance while carrying 50 pounds!!! The other thing that I thought was very interesting is that most of the feathers he had, were from a conservation officer, or from an elder.
As his feet moved with the music, I saw the eagle soaring, and the hunter hunting. It was like a story, but without words or pictures. Very amazing!

My Christmas

One highlight of my christmas break, was that I went to California. Over there it was like fall here, without any snow. Going to 6 Flags Discovery Kingdom was the best part about it. There was a roller coaster that went over your head, and surprisingly it wasn't even scary. Visiting my freinds was also an enjoyment that I got to have. The part about my break that wasn't fun, was the part when we had to drove home from California.

My hopes and resolutions of 2010 are that I can get an A in math, and that I can reach level 4 and go beyond it in my piano class.

Voice Story

My heart trembling, I noticed that I was being put into a dark, carton box. As I tried to scream for help, the fingers that were wrapped around the lid closed, and darkness fell around me.

Trying to breathe, I noticed that someone had opened up the box, and I was bathing in the light of the Christmas tree. Looking up, I noticed that all of the lights seemed to glow down on me. Suddenly a spark of hope and joy grew in me. As I lingered at that thought, I heard footsteps leading into the living room. In a flash, I lay down in my box, unmoving, unfeeling.I had observed the family that I was living with, and I noticed that sometimes they were full of love, and the next they screamed and raged at each other.When I watched their happy moments, I was saddened even more. My life here was a cracked rainbow with a pot of sadness at the end.

Waking up to the sun in my eyes was something that I always enjoyed, despite the yarn of dread that was always getting longer. This morning, as I looked outside of my box, I saw Grandma Sue talking to one of the little kids.
"You see that ornament over there?", she questioned.
" That was the first ornament that my grandma gave to me,", she said, memories flooding back to her.
" And now I will give it to you," she ended, her voice full of joy.
"But grandma", one of the youngsters replied.
"That ornament is faded, I want a sparkly new green one!" the boy requested.
As the grandma started to lose patience, her eyes lit up and she said, " Dear, you don't look at the faded color of the ornament,but you look at the memories that it brings back to you, and the value that it will always have in your heart," as she ended, the boys took me out of my brown carton box, and put me up on the Christmas tree.

I would always remember what the grandma said, and what an impact it had on my life.

Voice Planning

1. What is your object thinking? (ideas/story)
2. What is your object feeling? (emotions)
3. What reaction are you looking to create in the reader? (tone/word choice)


1.
· my object is thinking that she is unoved
· my story will be about an object that feels unloved and thinks that nobody likes her
· I think that I should make my story about a family that loves celebrating Christmas, except for one 6 year old boy.
· He thinks that Christmas is dull because he never gets any presents that he wants. Then he meets this other homeless family, and learns what Christmas it like for them. And then he likes Christmas after all.

2.
· my object is feeling very sad inside
· she also feels very empty and alone
· then she sees that a boy in the house that she lives in, is sad and not satisfied.

3.
· I am looking to create interest in the reader
· I am looking to create a different sense of what Christmas is about than the usual Santa Claus.
· I am looking to create a spark of happiness in the reader

Planning for Writing Prompt

• girl with blonde hair
• doesn't like baby-sitting
• learns a valuble lesson
• likes to babysit

Writing Prompt Story WIP!!!!

When I woke up and saw the snow, I was reminded of gingerbread cookies and my mother's cinnamon pie. I loved it in the winter. Icicles hanging on trees, and going sledding down my backyard. It always made me smile.

Getting dressed was always a problem for me. I had too much clothes, and I never decided on just one item. Finally, I found my blue jean pants, hidden in the far dark corner of my closet. Then I hurriedly went to my adjacent bathroom and brushed my teeth. Looking in the mirror, I noticed that my dark bangs were starting to grow over my eyes. Finally I would have an excuse for not getting my homework done, I thought to myself. Ms. Humbleberry my socials teacher was always nagging my about my bangs, and that I should get them cut. But I liked them this way. It made me feel superior.

Finally I turned off the tap, and dashed into the kitchen, there in the corner sat my dad, reading his newspaper. He was usually the first one that woke up, and the only reason he did was to get the newspaper. He was attracted to it like a pen to paper. My mother on the other hand, didn't always get up around 9:00, she slept in on the weekends to around 1:00. That were the days that I never had a good breakfast.


"Hi sweetie," stated my mother, her face shining.


"I arranged for you and Timothy to go to Lilac Park to play with your cousins", she said, her eyes sparkling.


"Uggh mom, you now that I hate playing with them, they're such babies!', I replied my voice full of disappointment. Oh well, so much for having fun, I thought to myself.

As I reached Lilac Park, I noticed that my cousins were nowhere in sight. the only thing I could see was the wind whirling around, and snow clinging to my eyelashes.

"John, Lilli, " I screamed, my voice getting carried away by the wind. Uhhhggg, it's no use, I thought. I might as well go home. As I lingered at that thought, I heard a cry for help coming from behind the bushes. Darting over to where the sound was coming from, I saw a blue scarf sticking out of the bush. Reaching forward, I grabbed the scarf and what was attached to it.

"Lilli!," I shouted, my voice full of joy. Then I saw her big, round blue eyes give way to a stream of tears.

"Where is your brother?", I asked, my voice full of concern.

"He's gone!", she replied, her voice trembling.

I raced across the park, and searched frantically for a sign of her brother. Finally after what seemed like eternity, Lilli came bolting out of the trees, running breathlessly.

"Jennie!", she called out.

"I found John, his leg his trapped under a tree, and he can't move!"

Furiously , I ran like the wind scrambling over bushes, and any obstacles in my way. Finally I reached a clearing in the park, and I found myself looking down at my cousin. His leg was in critical condition, and I didn't know what to do.

As I tried lift the heavy log off of his bruised foot, I noticed a rusty pole lying on the snow covered ground. Using my arms, I dragged the pole under the tree, and lifted it off. Groans erupted from John as he slowly tried to stand up.

"You're safe!", Lillie cried, her voice filled with happiness.

As we slowly went home, the sky darkened and we hurried along. I would always remember the expedition we had, and I had learned a valuable lesson. Working together is always better than working alone.

Opening the door, I found myself face to face with my mom. Her face was hysterical, and she looked pale.

"Why did you take so long?" she snapped, "I told you to only go for 1 hour, and you went for 4!" as she finally stopped talking, I told her what had happened, and that this could have affected John more seriously. He could have died. As she forgave me, we drew our attention to John and his profusely swelling leg.

As I lay under the covers of my bed, I realised that this day had really changed my life. Now instead of making a face when my mom asked me to babysit, I smiled and agreed. Snow crunching under my boots, I recalled the happy smiles of my cousins, as well as my own. Still smiling, I fell into a dreamy sleep.

Pine cone smells drifted into my room, as I started to stir. Slipping into my blue robe, I started to make my way downstairs. As I entered the kitchen I smelled my mom's golden waffles. Looking out the window, I saw some snowflakes reaching toward the ground. I knew that this was going to be the best day of my life.