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I'd grow up to be a teacher?
Louie
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Alright ladies and gents, this is the first time that we try out a new way of communicating with one another without being in room 213. The best part of this is that you may chew gum, without getting caught. On a more serious note, I expect that anything and everything that is posted herein is APPROPRIATE. For those of you who need extra clarification this includes, but is not limited to the following: expletives, racist, sexist, homophobic or any discriminatory language of any kind. Needless to say, this is an extension of our classroom, so all the same rules apply. IT IS A SAFE ZONE!
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After much deliberation I have decide to write about my last season of baseball. It may not sound too exciting but the reason I stopped playing baseball was because I thought it was cursed. We had played our last game and were having a party at the coaches house with the team. Halfway throught the party my toe somehow was cut and I was rushed to the emergency room. I don't want to give too much away so I'll stop there. I'm still thinking about a thesis though.
The memory that is the most vivd to me that I will be writing about is the day my dad moved out of my house. This is was a really sad time in my life but it made a big impact. I'm going to write about how I felt while I watched my dad pack his last box and leave the house for the last time ever. I am also planning on writing about how everything in the house felt quiet and how the environment around me seemed to feel the same way that I did that day. The thesis for the piece so far is: As I sat in bed with my mom and watched my dad leave my house forever I soon realized that it was going to be the worst day of my life.
I am going to be writing about my best day ever or my batmitzvah day. This day was possible the best day of my life, and i had so much fun with all of my friends and family. For the serivce, i got extremely nervous as always and farrel had been sick the week before so i was freaking out. Luckily, all went well and afterwards i partied the night(afternoon actually) away. For the actual thing more details will be given... For the thesis i was thinking something along the lines of hard work does pay of or working hard means play hard?
I decided to write about something i would never forget. I think being in my school plays contained memories that will never leave my mind. I was always in the same group as Sabrina WM and we joked around half the time. Thinking about all the stupid things we did makes me laugh but bring back the greatest memories. I'm thinking of stating my thesis like this: Onstage and off we were joking around during our school plays are where my fondest memories were made.
My story was about my craziest dream I have ever had. My dream starts off with me landing in the rain forest. I gazed in awe at the magical sigght befor me. There were colorful plants and vegatation and tall monstrous trees. I Have a rough draft of a thesis, it might need some rewording. As I gaze at the beacutiful sight before me, at the vivid plants and monstrous trees, I relize that I must be having a crazy dream
I think that i will write about my worst day ever. My worst day ever was when my family and I moved. We moved on a June day in 2005. We were staying at our neighbors house and then we were going to drive to Connecticut the next morning. When we woke up there was a good-bye breakfast for us and some of our friends. One of my best friends came over and as we said good-bye, i cried for the first time since hearing we were moving because until then I didn't actually believe we were moving. The thesis statement that I could use is: Once the shock has passed, the real emotion starts.
I am going to write about the day that I moved from California to Connecticut. I was very excited to move but at the same time I was nervous. From the day I heard that we were moving I started woundering what it would be like to live in Connecticut. I would never have thought that I would ever move here. The day I moved I went to Aizona and then to New York. It was like a never ending vacation. The thesis for my writing is going to be: As the driver drove us to the airport I new this was going to be one of my worst days. I would never see my house again.
I have decided that I am going to write my narrative essay on the best thing that ever came into my life. That is why i decided to write about my first experience at Fenway Park (Red Sox stadium in Boston). I was first at fenway when i was 2yrs old . However i do not remember that so i am going to write about it when i went there when i was 4yrs old. I am going to write about how i felt and much more!!! My thesis is a working progress.
i am either going to do the one above or when i caught the ball at the mets game recently.
The memory I am going to write about is one of the scariest moments of my life and also one of the most memorable (in a bad way). This memory was when my sister and I got lost in Shanghai. After dinner my sister convinced me to take a jog with her. So the two of us went jogging in a park and pretty much got lost. This was so scary becasue I had no idea of what was going to happen to me. I think my thesis might be something like never give up or something like that because if I had given up who knows where I'd be today.
I know that before I said that I was going to write about the worst day of my life, I was also thinking that I could do something that I will deffinatly never forget for the rest of my life, the show. I know that you are probably thinking that I am just doing this because Penny is but I'm not. There were so many priceless moments that happend there that every time I think about it I laugh. Everytime they would try to make us act seriouse we were never able to do it and always landed up making a bad situation worse, but those are some of the most priceless moments ever. I still haven't come up with a thesis for this one yet but I am working on it.
The Narative I will be writing will be about my greatest day or my most embarasing thing to ever happen to me. i can truly not decide so i will think about it for a while. i will probobly end up doing my most embarasing moment which was pretty funny and acuard. I will be writing about when i told, whell Carolyn told the class i like Ellen Kaminski. i still do like her, but no one makes fun of me anymore. some people think it is cute but i don't pay any atention to that. this is why i am choosing to write about when the class found out i like Ellen Kaminski.
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I have decided to write about the day my family and I were out on our boat in Sweden when we ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere then we had to use our hands to paddle into and island and we had to signal other people to bring us some gasoline. the rest is going on paper. i am working on my thesis.
Either that or I'll right about the time i found two rare gem specimins in my back yard and I sent them to the P Body meuseum to identification. They turned out to be avanturine and rose quartz.
The memory that I am going to write about is when my old horse Kiwi was taken away from me. This memory is very vivid in my mind and I feel like I have many things to say about it. I am going to write how i was feeling at the time and why she left. I will aslo talk about some of the fun times I had with her.My thesis is: As I pressed the send button on my phone to call my trainer, I was nervous, I knew people had been trying Kiwi out, but I didnt know that she was going to be leaving the next day.
I have decided to write about the time that I found two rare gems in my backyard and sent them to the peebody meuseum for inspection. They turned out to be aventurine and rose quartz. My thesis will be: I could tell that I would never forget this discovery.
Okay, I don't know how the one before the one above this one got there.
My memior will probibly be a reflection of my friendship with Kelsey Brown. She is my best best bestttt friend ever. She supports me when im sad and is there to spaz with me when im happy. we are inseprable to the point where i have a closet at her house. We share secrets, and through out this expierience of friendship we have grown so much because of each other. i have no idea what my thesis will be, but it will be somewhat reflective of the bond of our friendship
The past memories in my life that I'm going to write about is my equestrian experiences (this would be under the category "When I learned how to do something"). I have been horseback riding since April 2005 and have had many instructors and horses/ponies that I've worked with throughout the past couple years. After all this, I'm still learning and becoming a better rider. I now have my own horse and am hoping to ride for many more years. In my thesis, I will tell about how horseback riding has been a considerable part of my life and how I've had many good and bad experiences since the time I first mounted on a pony.
my happiest moment is when i found out i was oging to be on the gymanstics team. I found this out and remember how happy i was when i found this. I remeber all my feelings. My thesis would be I sat with my mom seeing if i bad the gymnastics team i opened the letter and found out i did, this was the happiest day of my life.
Kaytay is kara tricarico sorry i didnt know i had to write my name and i was in a rush sorry its kara
I think I am going to write about the day i will never forget. I was playing softball. There were two outs, one person on base. We needed one run to tie and two to win. I hit the ball and slid into first base. It brought the other batter in at home plate, and I scored the winning run. I am going to focus alot about what was going through my mind and the feeling after I scored. The great feeling after walking off home plate!
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