Kayleigh S's Blog

At the beginning of the year, everyone was so young. our minds were fresh out of middle school. Weather we wanted to or not we were here to learn; our brains absorbing all the knowledge they can. After a giant kick of reality, we learned, and i learned, how high school should really portray to us. while we sit and think back at the beginning days of high school, we find it out sketched in our mind on what our tasks are to do, what goals to set, and how to keep them forever in our heads so we don’t forget what high school is really about.

Cyber English was a big step in my learning process. I was able to recap on some literary rules and terms that I had learned the previous year in the 8^th grade. Because high school is such a big step up from middle school, so were the classes. Although cyber English wasn’t very challenging, the writing and blogging of it all were stressed filled moments. Sometimes when I were to type for my independent reading I would be frustrated, thinking it wouldn’t look or sound right. Or that maybe people would read my blogs and never believe I wrote them. Now that I know how challenging English class really was, I had to focus more about what I needed to do in order to become a successful writer.

Some of the things I’ve learned were how to make complete sentenced, and fix run on sentences and fragments. This was a big help because if I ever read through my stories, I could catch many of my mistakes that I saw in my blog posts.

Some of the changes that I noticed in myself from the beginning of the year were that I actually had the motivation to write on my blog posts. Before high school, English was doing worksheets and reading books chosen for us. Here in cyber English, there is more freedom. You get to read the books you want and all you have to do is post blog posts about the book and your understanding of it all. If you do that, you just have to use your knowledge to keep the paragraph making sense and giving the reader what they want to see; you’re unique and creative, individual words.

My favorite book had to be to kill a mocking bird. As crazy as that may seem, it’s the truth. It was the most well written novel I had ever read. I absolutely loved the characters and sometimes I got a little emotional whenever something went bad for Jem and scout

After remembering my beginning years as a freshman, every thing I learned is very useful information. If I were to ever forget this class, I wouldn’t be able to become an author or journalist, my dream career for well into the future. Thank you Ms. Hogue.

About the song titles below, I shall explain why I have chosen them to be linked to certain parts of my story…

1. Death draw’s near while fear hasn’t awaken
2. Yellow Daggers
3. On the edge
4. The Unexpected
5. lost instinct
6. Hiding in Another’s story
7. Saving a stranger
8. Unspoken Love
9. Memories from a Nightmare
10.  Running away from the past
11.  Who were you?
12.  Pain from all around

1. The main character, Grace, has been dragged away by wolves and knows she could die, but focuses on the temperature rather than her life, almost as if her fear is sleeping.
2.  The OTHER main character, Sam, is a wolf and is recognized by grace because of his yellow “daggers”, or eyes.
3. This is when Sam, sits on the edge of the woods to watch grace, and he continues to do so to observe her.
4. At this time, Grace finally is able to touch Sam while he’s a wolf; this is a first for considering she had waited 9 years for him not to be afraid of her.
5. Grace is confronted by a white wolf who growls at her between her sliding window doors. She as if by ‘instinct’ growls back as if to tell the wolf to back off. This surprises her.
6. Sam finally see’s grace while he is a human in the summer, he works as a cashier at a book store and hides his eyes in a book, a ‘story’.
7. This is another season gone by, in the late fall when the death of a boy riles up the town, and decides to go hunting in the woods to get rid of the wolves. Grace finds out and realizes that her wolf is in there, she attempts to save him, knowing she hadn’t even met him as a human.
8. By this time, Sam reveals himself to Grace and she knows it’s him. She realizes that she loves him right away and agrees to help him live.
9. Sam has had multiple flash backs of his past with his parents and his wolf family, he shows Grace that he was tortured by his parents, them believing he was a demon.
10. A couple of days have gone by and Grace learns a few things from Sam. Sam doesn’t wish to show Grace how he changes from his human form to his wolf form.
11. Sam has to investigate the house where the boy who recently died had lived. He finds a room with many stuffed animals in the room, he believes the boy (who has turned into a wolf) was wondering around his old home, but the smell that Sam was detecting was a stuffed wolf who he then says “who were you?” when he’s very frightened that that wolf may have been apart of his own pack.
12.  When the threat that he can very well change right in front of her, he panics. When Grace tries to help him he only feels pain and agony of his past.

Down below would be the CD art/cover. I chose this photo because it shows a wolf sitting on the edge of a wood. Also it shows a girl running away. The wolf would be Sam and the girl would be Grace. If you look very closely, you can see a shack. That shack belongs to Sam’s pack and lies deep within the woods behind Grace’s house.

I say people should read The Lottery; it’s a very lesson giving short story. I encouraged my father to read it and I have yet to see what he thinks. I thought it gave great lessons; for one, we’re lucky we don’t have sacrifices like the villagers in the story. Also it shows how cruel or how clueless people can get if they are blinded with this type of daily life.

The children who knew their mother would be stoned, were happy and still continued with the stoning, it seemed as if they didn’t care if their own flesh and blood died but that they lived; To me that shows MAJOR selfishly or no morals at all. Their morals are not guided correctly and we are lucky that ours are.

Also we can learn from this that, although their way is savage, our way could be too. Not it all ways but in some like making many different religions instead of one big mass to keep everyone connected. But that’s just what I think, anyone and almost everyone could think differently.

This story should be read, not to children of course, but to people who can understand how our world and their world can be the same and different, of course a drastic change but some changes not that far off. So if you have the time to read this short story, learn the lessons it comes with cause it can keep you thinking about our and their way of life.

The character I most identified was Doodle from The Scarlet Ibis.  He was an innocent, slow developing child that needed a little guidance along the way. He was not stupid, not at all, he was quite smart actually. His mother described him as “not all their” when really he was. He was more than their. The way he thinks and tells “lies” is amazing for his disadvantage. Sure he couldn’t walk but he learned anyway.                     I can understand doodle because he has a great imagination and some people (like his older brother) find it very interesting to know about what goes on in your mind. Also what I like about Doodle is that when you think he’s giving up, he knows that he should at least try. Of course he wants to but when he realizes that he is weak and what the doctor has told him is true, he knows what’s not safe and what he can or can not do. Of course he let his older brother push him around a little bit, but I guess he understand what his brother means by when he does force him to walk or force him to swim. It’s unfortunate that he was pushed to run and left alone. No one EVER likes to be alone and for Doodle he was very sensitive and fragile. Doodle is like a grown up baby, very smart for his age but still not capable of things baby’s still can’t do. I bet if Doodle lived to go to school he would have learned more, he would have adapted more; making him more than he ever was.