Every brain needs rest!!!! You will be cranky after working for more than a couple hours. So you should sleep and let your brain to rest. Especially when you feel tired and sleepy, it means your brain is “overpowered”, and it has to be calmed down to take in all the things you have been working on. Whether you want to or not, your brains are filled with tons and tons things of everything in your life. So go get some sleep tonight!
Membean is the program we use for vocabulary. They have several activities such as multiple choice, corresponding vocabulary word for a picture, or a word constellation map. Membean benefits me a lot by expanding my vocabulary knowledge, and once I learn some new words, I suddenly notice them in other places. I think it’s most effective if you do it a couple of times a week, which is exactly what we do in Language Arts class. Thanks to all the Membean developers for this great new learning website.
The first memory I would give away would be swimming, starting from the moment when you dive into the water and feel the sudden cool sensation. Or the moment when you look up underwater, you’d see the sight of the water above you which looks really cool, but the in the memory you’d be holding your nose so that there will be no pain in the wonderful memory (it hurts slightly for a minute if a lot of water go in your nose). Anyone would love to make themselves happy on a hot summer day just by jumping into what it would seem like heaven. Just keep swimming and don’t care about what’s going on up there!
An ideal teacher for any grade should not give any homework on weekends. Students get school off on weekends meant to rest and spend time with their friends, families, or outside of school activities such as sports or vacations. However, if we get work to do on Fridays, then what difference does that make from regular school days other than actually having school? Some teachers at DA give out homework on weekends for different reasons, but they should all know these two days are really supposed to be “work-free”.
Drawing/picture by Anna West
In our Language Arts class, we have started reading the book “The Giver”. Each person who turns twelve in the community is assigned to a job by one of the Elders in the city. If I was assigned to a job, I would most want to be a owner of an ice cream company like Tutti Frutti or TCBY. It is one of the things I enjoy a lot, so it’s reasonable to own the company. Either that, or a famous designer like the ones who work for Lilly Pullitzer (who have the most amazing patterns). It would be great to see someone that passes by wearing a clothing that I designed and created.
In our Language Arts class, we had to read the book The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin. The book was not an extremely long book, but it was CONFUSING. A first Mrs.Donnelly said that the author was really smart with this book, and I thought “Well, it’s just a book. How hard can a book be to understand?” As we read on the first and second chapters, automatically and right away, I realized that this book was not just any other. Every sentence, every word, was so carefully chosen that there was some kind of arcane meaning in it. When we were finally done, it took a lot of thinking to fully understand what happened.
In our LA class, each student chose a hero in his or her life. I chose my dad, which I kind of felt bad for my mom, because my sister ,who is in 8th grade, did my dad too when she was in 6th grade. Even if I didn’t get a chance to go to the reception, I had lots of fun doing the project. I saw how my art work was quickly forming to a colorful book. The scene took place in my house, with my dad dancing to the Gangnam Style, which is one of the three mini stories I have in my book. With the whole 6th grade’s masterpieces, many visitors to the Frank Gallery were amazed at our work! Good job everyone!
So there was Gus Wilfred, trembling full of horror and fright, gazing up at the two indistinguishable purple doors. At any moment, he could be lifeless and dead cold, or happier than ever with a lovesome princess. Gus’s heart felt like it was about to burst even before he even opened one of the colossal doors. He could hear his own heartbeat, and his mind was about to explode with frustration. Being pretty sure that he just breathed his last breath, he jerked open the left door without hesitating wanting to get this over with. Gus felt nothing. No sense at all. Not even a second of pain, or a warm hug with a nice fragrance of flowers. Instead, he was burning hot. Not the loveable hot, but boiling hot like a intense radiant light was sizzling him up. Gus was just in the middle of nothing. He was lost and trying to comprehend his situation. Was he inside a beast’s stomach? Or what had really happened to him?
Gus knew something was funky. He forced himself to open his eyelids. There he saw a vague sight of a figure in a sky blue dress covering him behind a couple of blue birds circling his head. Still, he was extremely tense. He finally remembered what caused this tension. You see, Gus had very serious memory problems and was airheaded. He was dragged in front of the two doors because he had forgotten to pay for a golden ring meant for her mother for her birthday and just strolled out the door. The hotness and tension was because he wasn’t breathing from all the nervousness. Brainless Gus was holding it the entire time because of the thought that he might die on his mother’s birthday and the pain she would have to go through. His oxygen had almost started cutting off causing his face to turn purple as well as the circling birds.
“Hello? Are you alive over there? Tell me, dead by happiness, dead thinking you are actually dead, or have you got no idea where you are?” asked the desperate princess. Finally realizing and after a brief flashback, was a fine woman that Gus had been dreaming all his life who indeed smell like flowers!
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