Backwater

  Backwater by Joan Bauer, was about a girl named Ivy, who just wanted to find out about her family's history. Ivy was always reserching about her family in her free time. She also had a love for history just like her mother did. Dan, Ivy's dad, wanted Ivy to get a law degree instead of a history degree. Dan was always pushing Ivy to be serious about her studies, and to not research about her family until after her homework was done. Ivy loved to read, find out about her family, and long strolls admiring nature.
  One day Ivy decided that she wanted to go find out about one lost relative that none of her family wanted anything to do with. A few days later, Ivy set out with Mountain Mama, the ranger, who would guide her in the wilderness to her aunt. On the way to Ivy's aunt Jo, they met a guy named Jack who was training to become a guide. When Ivy got to her aunt Jo's house she asked if she could be picked up in two days, so Mountain Mama left her with her aunt. Ivy spent two whole days getting to know all about her aunt Jo. While Ivy was with her aunt Jo the roof caved in, and she rescued her aunt, but both of them ended up having to go to the hospital. Both Ivy and her aunt lived and recovered, and were happier because aunt Jo was back to being in the Breedlove family history.

poetry

 Reading poetry is fun. It can get you into an imaginative place and you don't want to put the book down. Prose is more like a short story. It can also get you into an imaginative place but you don't find out what happens in the end.
 I read a few poems last week but my favorite one was The Road Not Taken by Rober Frost. In this poem it was talking about two roads one being taken fairly often and one not really getting taken at all. Both of the roads in this story are the same and we should not all take the same road cause it will get busy. We need to be bold and take the road that isn't taken so we can be more like Jesus.

Play ball

  This past July I turned 16. It was one of the most memorable birthday weeks ever. Two days before my birthday my family and I headed to Tampa, Fl for a birthday present from my grandma. We got there and had some hanging out time at the hotel and then went to the pier. At the pier we all ate dinner with a view of water and the sunset. After we ate dinner at the pier, we went back to the hotel and visited until about midnight. The next day we woke up early, had breakfast, and then layed in bed until we had to get ready to leave to go to the baseball game that the Red sox were playing against the Rays. When we got to the park I was excited. One of the people there told a Red sox player on the field that it was my birthday and he threw me a ball during batting practice. After we had enough fun watching batting practice it was time to go find our seats. We got to the section our seats were for and asked which row they were for so the usher pointed us all the way down to the field (as in the front row). The front row was pretty cool but you really had to pay attention. Sitting with my dad,mom,sister,aunt,and grandma was the best birthday present a girl coud have ever asked for.

reading/listening

 Reading poetry and watching poetry are two very different things. While watching poetry you are seeing how someone else interpret  and feels about a poem. When you are reading poetry you can change your voice to sound like the writer wanted you to or you can even be graphic and use hand motions while reading poetry. Reading poetry lets my imagination go in action so then I get into it, while watching poetry might be nice I can't let my imagination go in action because I don't really get into it when i'm watching it. I enjoy reading poetry because I can be myself and it lets my imagination have fun while doing so.

Autumn

  Autumn is known best as fall. Fall is a time of year where the temperatures are not too hot, not too cold, but the temperature is just right. The things I love most about fall are the leaves changing colors, the cooler temperatures, and the perfectly blue sky with only a few clouds.
   The leaves changing from green to red or orange is a picture perfect sight. Cooler temperatures
are my favorite when they are in the mid 70s during the day and high 50s at night. The perfectly blue sky with only a few clouds in the sky is my all time favorite part of fall because it seems like the sky can't get any more blue than it already is. I love fall.






 

Short stories

  Leo Tolstoy and F. Scott Fitzgerald both write short stories. Short stories are different from other works of literature because of how the author chooses to engage the reader. Another difference of short stories and works of literatue is that short stories often tell about something that is real happend whereas works of literature are make believe type stories.
  I enjoy reading short stories because they make me feel like I am part of the story. I also like that short stories get me from the start. I don't like that short stories are short, I wish they were longer because sometimes the author leaves you wondering what happens next. Sometimes short stories jump from one thing to the next without a transition. Overall I like reading short stories.

being the only sibling at home

  Being an only child at home means you have responsibility. The responsibility can vary depending on the child's home life. In my case, I have three dogs to take care of, do my school work, and help in any way I can around the house. Each of my three dogs has their own schedule that they follow almost everyday. I'm homeschooled so I always have a routine that I follow so that all my work is done and then I can have my free time. I'm always helping around the house because there is always something to do so you could catch me doing anyting from landuary to working out in the yard.
  There are good and bad things about being an only child. The good things about being an only child are talking to your sibling on the phone,and having three dogs who act like siblings. The bad things about being an only child are not seeing your sibling everyday,and missing your sibling.