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Olivia's Blog: Olivia's Reading Response
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Wednesday, March 9, 2011. In my book The Last Song. 8221; Do you want me to bring you a beer? 8220;I don’t drink.”. Because it makes people act stupid, she could have said but she didn’t. Another important observation is that even her dad is wondering if she will change by the end of the summer, or if she will have the same attitude she did when she first arrived then to when she is going to leave. I think this because in the book Steve says:. He did not know". March 16, 2011 at 6:12 PM. This is very wel...
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Olivia's Blog: Second part to Perks of Being Wallflower
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Tuesday, June 7, 2011. Second part to Perks of Being Wallflower. By the way I forgot my book in my locker so there won't be any quotes. In the book the Perks of being a wallflower, Charlie is trying to figure out he who really is while writing these letters to an anonymous person. It's very personal letters and it is more like a diary in some way. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. A Million and One. The Little E Blog. View my complete profile.
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Olivia's Blog: May 2011
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Thursday, May 19, 2011. The mind drifts off in a never ending spiral. Barbie are suddenly alive, and taking over the world! Being in a bath tub is like being in a. But when the barbies are put into a big black bag and taken away by the mean, disgusting, smelly truck and the. Bath tub is suddenly just a. The next thing you know you have a 5 page essay due tomorrow about Native Americans and their life style. All you have is "The Native Americans." and your name on a blank page. Where did the barbies go?
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Olivia's Blog: Prompts!
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Thursday, May 19, 2011. The mind drifts off in a never ending spiral. Barbie are suddenly alive, and taking over the world! Being in a bath tub is like being in a. But when the barbies are put into a big black bag and taken away by the mean, disgusting, smelly truck and the. Bath tub is suddenly just a. The next thing you know you have a 5 page essay due tomorrow about Native Americans and their life style. All you have is "The Native Americans." and your name on a blank page. Where did the barbies go?
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Olivia's Blog: January 2011
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Wednesday, January 26, 2011. Thursday, January 20, 2011. Poem from social awareness project. Just wanted it with all my other poems. I'm not gay i say! My heart is racing. Fast as can be. As the boys all start laughing at me. They hear a teacher,. Run as fast as they can, to get away from me. I sit there still, but the room spinning around me. I hear a young women. But i can't answer, the blood from my nose is dripping down to my mouth, my lips feel like they can't open, i was to hurt to even start to cry.
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Read!!!!!!!: September 2010
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Wednesday, September 29, 2010. Charlotte's Web is beautiful. What I really admire about Charlotte's Web by E.B. White, is the descriptions that the author uses. There is poetic language, that paints a picture in the reader's mind, better explaining the story. The metaphors and symbolism represent something deeper than just a story of friendship, but of life itself. Page 113: The crickets sang in the grasses. They sang the song of summer's ending, a sad, monotonous song. Although they are in separate sent...
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Read!!!!!!!: June 2011
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Wednesday, June 8, 2011. Little Women by Louisa May ALcott: Final reading Response. Things were quite a mess because no one was doing their chores. They became lazy and cleaned messes sometimes by "whisking the litter under the sofa" (Alcott 171). They also "shut the blinds, to save the trouble of dusting" (Alcott 171). The dishes piled up and after a while they got bored of lounging all day. Posted by Gabrielle Gautier. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Oh No You Didn't! What am i gonna write.
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It's Time to Blog: Final Draft of Reading Response
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It's Time to Blog. Wednesday, March 30, 2011. Final Draft of Reading Response. When reading the book The Lovely Bones, just from the first page you can feel the suspense come in as the beginning sentences state, “My name was Salmon, like the fish; first name Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered on December 6. 1973” I like how the author structured this because she just came right out with the point, instead of the reader having to wait for what the topic of the book was. Guinea Pig Virtual Pet.
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It's Time to Blog: April 2011
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It's Time to Blog. Tuesday, April 26, 2011. Reading Response: The Lovely Bones. When reading the book The Lovely Bones, just from the first page you can feel the suspense come in as the beginning sentences state, “My name was Salmon, like the fish; first name Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered on December 6. 1973” I like how the author structured this because she just came right out with the point, instead of the reader having to wait for what the topic of the book was. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Read!!!!!!!: October 2010
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Wednesday, October 27, 2010. Posted by Gabrielle Gautier. Mother to Son Response (Entry #8). This poem by Langston Hughes really highlights the hardships that we all face. The "crystal stair" in the poem, I believe represents, the good life. As the poem goes on, it becomes a more happy poem. In the beginning, the mother talks about how she struggled through her life, but in conclusion, she states that her son should never stop going and climbing the "stairs". I won't stop climbing the stairs,. As I climb,.
