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Friday, May 20, 2011

Tyler W. My Grade

Tyler Waldrep
English II
Mr. Allam

What My Grade Should Be
          Why would I kiss up to you? That won’t change my grade at all. I am just writing this paper to show you what I deserve. I should get an A for second semester because I participate in all class discussions and I have definitely made progress this year.
          You might say I have earned a B because all the grade checks before this I have had all B’s. I have recently been picking up my game and doing better work. I have turned in all my assignments for this quarter at least; maybe even all semester.
          I have never said “I don’t know” when you called on me. I have always participated in every conversation that I have had an opinion about. There are some people in this class that have never voluntarily talked all year. I have never said anything stupid or disrespectful or unrelated to the topic.
          I have come a long way since the beginning of this school year. I always had troubles in English class in the past. Now it comes pretty easy to me. And now I like learning because of this new grading system. I have an organized way of writing now and before I just wrote down whatever came to mind. I am more relaxed when I have to write and I put more of my character into my papers. I think more about everything in general because I know now that not everything is so straight forward and that there are hidden meanings for pretty much everything.
          I hope I didn’t sound too cocky at the beginning of this paper. I have already had my grade check and I am glad to hear you agree with me! 

Monday, May 9, 2011

Tyler W. sonnet

What shall we do?
Play some video games,
Don’t chill with a goody two shoe
Maybe hang out with James
We start to drive around
Looking for a place to crash
In the car we listen to some sweet sounds
While we bust out the stash of cash
We have found a place to stay
Everyone here is having lots of fun
It is not even time to hit the hay
I met this one dude that has a son!
WHAT?! You’ve got a son of your own
Don’t you think that’s something you should’ve shown?!

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

outside reading: 4th quarter the lake of souls

Cirque Du Freak: The Lake of Souls

The intended audience is young teens to adults because there are some pretty gruesome parts. The word choice is really easy to understand so young teens should have no problem reading this. This book is very entertaining for everyone with a good imagination, like me. If you get easily scared or blood freaks you out then this book would freak you out!
The central issue is that Harkat is having unbearable nightmares and the only way to fix it is to listen to Mr. Tiny’s instruction and walk into an unknown portal. The portal bring them into a strange place filled with weird creatures. First, they need to kill a black panther and grab a map out of its stomach. Then, they have to steal gelatinous globes from the world’s biggest toad. Next, they need to steal vials of “holy liquid” from the Kulashkas. Finally, they kill a dragon at the lake of souls and Harkat Mulds figures out that he shares the same soul as Kurda Smahlt!
I’d like to know what it would feel like to me Mr. Tiny. He knows what will happen at any moment of time. It would be weird to not have any surprises in life and he lives forever! He is super evil and feels no pain. He can also mix around people’s souls and bodies, which is a weird thing to think about!
I realized that Harkat Mulds was an anagram to Kurda Smahlt right when they killed the black panther. It was obvious that Harkat was hiding his identity, even if Harkat could never talk from the start. The two names sounded alike from the beginning. It really mixes me up knowing that the two of them share one soul.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

concrete poem

riddle poem

I’m about to come out the box
3 cords bringing me to life
The box is hard to open
You may need a knife

I am made by Microsoft
Played by many people
A bunch of nerds in their loft
Even a priest in his steeple

When I’m played people get kinda crazy
People always yelling
They’re still so lazy
Number 1 at the store, always selling

When people turn me off
Its always so tough
Always making me sad
They never play me enough

acrostic poem

Wonderous
Awesome
Likeable
Devoted
Rememberable
Energetic
People person