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Friday, February 27, 2015

How To Make A Basic Outline for Writing Class

I am trying to learn to make an outline.  I do not enjoy this part of the Writing Process.  Below, is a very easy to use, and simple outline.  I will be filling in the outline, for my, I Have A Dream, writing assignment.

 

I. Introduction

     1. Sentence to get the attention of your readers: "I have a dream"; in honor of Martin Luther King. Jr.
     2. One-sentence thesis statement: How and why we should stop international bullying.

II. Body

     1. First main idea: Have a clear definition of bullying.
          a. Supporting evidence for the first idea: If you don't have a clear idea as to what bullying is, then how can you fully stop it? How can you tell the difference between teasing, joking and being hateful towards others?
          b. Supporting evidence for the first idea: Do your research. Look into on what locations are more prone for bullying, just so you know where to keep an eye on. And understand exactly what bullying is. There's a difference between joking around and bullying.
          c. Supporting evidence for the first idea: Teach students and young adults about bullying so they can watch for it as well. If a student sees someone being bullied, they should report it to an adult immediately. Most don't do this though. They just continue on with their day like nothing ever happened. This is what we need to teach the younger generation. SPEAK UP and play a part in preventing bullying.
     2. Second main idea: Look for warning signs.
          a. Supporting evidence for second main idea: Signs of bullying can be everywhere and anywhere, but often bullies try to hide their crimes. Ask teens and adults if they've seen any activity going on that may point you in the direction of a culprit.
          b. Supporting evidence for second main idea: Adding surveillance cameras to keep an eye out for activity. Bullies generally either like to attack in large crowds where there's less a chance of being seen, or in the shadows where no one would look. Adding cameras to keep an eye out for bullying could help find a culprit.
          c. Supporting evidence for third main idea: Ask students. Many students won't speak up about bully activity out of either fear or being bribed. Convince them you're on their side, trying to prevent bullying. If they know anything, they'll eventually tell you.
     3. Third main idea: Engage parents.
          a. Supporting evidence for third main idea: Parents deserve the right to know what's going on in the lives of their children. If you find out who a bully is, be sure to contact their parents. Then leave the rest to them.
          b. Supporting evidence for third main idea: More often then not, one of the few things a bully is scared of is their parents. Once a parent finds out, the child is merely at their mercy of what happens next.
          c. Supporting evidence for third main idea: There's really not much left to say about the parents. If the parent knows what their child is doing then it's up to them to decide what happens next. They may do nothing, or they may discipline the child. You never know.

III. Conclusion

     1. Restatement of your thesis: The point is, we need to put an end to international bullying.
     2. Insightful sentence to end your essay: Every year, every day, millions of kids get tormented and beaten on by other kids. Many of these kids end up doing...bad things. We won't go into detail on that. All this kids, gone. Because a bunch of other kids have to be jerks. It needs to stop. And we're the only ones who can do it. I have a dream of a day when bullying will stop completely. It's up to us to stop it.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Blog Post/History Test: Why I wouldn't want to live in Colonial Times.

So. Colonial Times. Not one of the most fun and enthusiastic points in History.
I personally would not like to live in a time like this. Farther back in Medieval Times, maybe. But not when we're first moving to 'Merica. Here are my top 3 reasons why.

1: Harsh Winters.
If you all don't know, I absolutely hate the cold. I can go out in 100 degree weather with a snow suit on and be fine, but the cold just...ugh I hate it. Back in Colonial Times when we were first moving to 'Merica, we had very crappy houses. No offense great, great, great, great, great, great, great Grandpa and Grandma but it's true. And during the Winter, the cold would just leech into the houses like it owned the place. You think you can be warm? Nah, Mother Nature will just be like "One human, two humans, all nice and warm. 3 humans, 4 all cold, now there are no more." Yeah no thank you.

2: Lack of medicine.
I mean, sure, they had "medicine", but not like they do now. It was significantly less affective when it came to illnesses and stuff, and honestly from what I've seen none of them really knew what to do with it.
"Got any Ibuprofin?" "Ibu-what? No! We do however have dried pig skin to lay over your chest hair! It helps get the sickness out!" "..."

3: I would probably be a slave.
Not sure how many of you know this, but I am actually black. Well, African American. "Whiffrican", so Mom calls it. And back in that time, us "Whiffricans" wouldn't be living the good, free life. Nah, we'd be doing everyone elses work and getting hollered at and beaten at the same time. HA. HAHA. HAHAHAHA No thank you. If they paid me or gave me nice food or actually treated me with respect, then I'd maybe be ok with it. But I wont be treated like dirt and be expected to do everything. Nope. Not happening.

Well, those are my 3 biggest reasons I wouldn't like to live in Colonial Times. It was a sad time.
Medieval Times, on the other hand..

Monday, February 2, 2015

Book Report: The Hunger Games, Mockingjay

Hello once again people who read this blog! I got a very nice gift for Christmas. Well, I got several, but this one was different then all the others. It was a book instead of an electronic, and that book was the Mockingjay. Now, even if you haven't read the Hunger Games series, you will probably by now have seen the thousands of advertisements for the movie "THE HUNGER GAMES, MOCKINGJAY! WATCH IT! WATCH IT! WATCH IT!!!!!" You know. Me personally I think the movies are terrible compared to the books, but that's a given with movies. But the books are AMAZING. This is probably my second favorite book series, next to, obviously, the Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus series. It is however a lot more...gruesome, then the Percy Jackson series. By a long shot. Incase you don't know, the Mockingjay book is the 3rd installment in the Hunger Games trio, and in my opinion probably the best of the three. Here's the picture.

I'm not going to say the ending, but it starts off with Katniss being napped from the arena she so kindly decided to implode by Haymitch, Plutarch and Finnick. If you don't know who these people are, just bare with me. She's furious at them for not kidnapping Peeta instead to keep him safe like Haymitch promised, and gets sedated for several days. Once she wakes up she realizes she was being sent to the long sense forgotten District 13 after her home, District 12, was burnt to the ground with everyone she knows and loves, except for her family. :) Such a lovely book right? It get's better (or worse), but we wont go into detail on that.
Honestly I only have one word to describe that book: "HUUUEEEEHH!". Because that's what I found myself doing FOR THE WHOLE 2ND HALF OF THE BOOK. Read the book, or watch the second half of the third movie. Which isn't out yet. But it'd probably be better for you to read it rather then watch it, otherwise some of the stuff might be burnt into your retina for the rest of your life.

My point is: The book is amazing, yet disturbing. Still amazing though. Good story line. Good plot twists. Read it. Read it now. Shut down your computer and go read it. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.
And that concludes my book report on the Mockingjay. Picture is from Bing. I will see you all the next time I upload a post,
Peace!

Friday, December 19, 2014

Why I Should Get A Ferret

 Hello once again people who read this blog! So I have an interesting subject today. For MONTHS I have been wanting to get a Ferret, for many reasons which would take me forever to describe. But my mother refuses to let me get one. I'm going to attempt to "persuade" her through this post, even though I know any and all efforts are pointless. But I'm gonna get an A for effort!

My love for Ferret's has been lingering around ever sense I held one around 10 months ago. A lady at my Church just so happened to be selling some, and I got to get in the pen and hold a few. There was this one absolutely adorable Ferret there by the name of Bear. I wanted to take him home and love him and squeeze him and hold him and kiss him and hug him and I might've just named him George. But alas, my mother said no. With tears in my eyes, I said farewell to Bear a few hours later, and I will most likely never see him again. Ever sense I have been politely nagging her to get me a ferret. I mean, they're the perfect pet! They're playful, very intelligent, friendly and not too big. They also don't require very much maintenance. According to the lady, the only downside to them is that they "smell weird". They sure smelled fine to me! However, there is also the fact that we own two dogs. Which I'm sure would gladly take any ferret, stuff it into a hotdog bun and have it for lunch. That wouldn't be good. But other then that, they're the perfect pet! Happy, playful, fun, caring. The whole package!

So my question is to you. Do you think Ferrets are good pets? Do you think they're bad pets? Do you think we should start a strike to convince mom to help me/let me get a Ferret? (The proper answer to that one is yes.) Opinions may vary.

Well, that's my post on why I should get a Ferret. I hope you agree with me and you might even get one too! And make sure to name him George.
The End.

Friday, December 12, 2014

Writing Assignment: My Thanksgiving trip to New York!

Hello once again people who read this blog! Man it's been awhile sense I've done one of these. Probably because I've been out of state for the last few weeks visiting New York for the first time sense I was, like, 4. 10 years ago. Imagine that. So naturally whenever something awesome happens mother dearest wants me to write a report on it. She told me to think of it as a diary of some sort. So that's exactly what I'm gonna do. Dear Diary.. kidding. So without further ado, here's my report on my adventure to New York! So at about this time 3 weeks ago I was sitting in an airport waiting for my flight which would take off 3 hours from now. And I had already been waiting 3 hours. That was fun. However, I did have my dad (who was going with me) to keep me company through 6 hours of remote boredom. Within those 6 hours Dad bought a T-Shirt, I read some books, we watched a live band, and looked at some fish. When it finally became time to board our flight, we scampered on (And I was certain that I was going to die on this flight) and took our seats. After a few minutes of silence, apart from the several people cramming their luggage into their compartments, we were finally greeted by the nice jolt of speed required to get up in the air. And there we sat for another 3 hours. YAY I JUST LOVE WAITING! Now I'm just gonna skip to landing because nothing special or exciting happened during this time. But I will say this: If you've never flown before, make sure to use the restroom BEFORE you get on. Because the Airplane restrooms will suck you and your soul into oblivion with them. No joke. Once we touched done, we were greeted by nice 15 degree weather. Welcome to New York. We towed our luggage off to the rental car, which I like to refer to as the Smurf Mobile. I don't even remember what kind of car it was, a Honda maybe, but I do remember it being a very vivid color of blue. I hated it. It couldn't have been Navy Blue? Or Sky Blue? Or black? Nope. Smurf Blue. So we drove our Smurfmobile away from the Airport and made our way for my Aunts house. When we arrived, I was greeted by a German Shepherd poking its head out the doggy door barking at me like I was lunch. When we managed to get past the beast known as Skylar, I got to see my Cousins and Aunt for the first time sense I was 4. It's so weird thinking about how the last time I saw my oldest cousin, Aimee, she was using a pacifier and her younger brother Jack wasn't even a thing yet. And as you could guess it was awesome to see my Aunt as well. We stayed the first night at their house, staying up till Midnight playing Mario Kart and Super Mario Bros. Wii. Fun times. When we woke up we said our goodbyes (for now) and headed off for my Grandpa and Grandma's house. It was an awesome ride, and I got so see something rare and very majestic. HILLS. You don't see such landscape in Florida where everything is just flat. And it was awesome because my grandparents live on a mountain. When we reached their house, I was amazed by how open it was. It was like their own little plateau, kinda. They had a farm, ponies, chickens, goats, a wood workshop, the whole nine. Ok so I need to speed this up because I'm putting WAY too much thought into this. At this rate, it'll take me 80 hours writing about a 2 and 1/2 week long trip. When we went inside I was greeted by my awesome Grandpa Ed and Grandma Regina, and their 3 amazing dogs Buddy, Toby and JoJo. Buddy and Jojo were Sheltys, and Toby was a Collie puppy. My Grandpa and Grandma are just amazing people, and hilarious at that. One of the amazing things about my Grandma is she said I can help myself to anything and if I need anything to just ask. Just as a joke I said "Hmm, some brownies would be nice. Just kidding I'm fine." 10 minutes later, BOOM! Brownies fresh from the oven. It was beautiful. Now I feel like I'm gonna cut this all up into a slop, but for the next week and a half we pretty much ran around all over Northern New York. We went to a trampoline park where my Dad nearly killed himself (hilariously), I met more relatives then I even knew about, went up to a massive mountain and looked all over New York, had an awesome Thanksgiving, watched cartoons with my other Aunt, visited my old house, played ball with Buddy for hours, SAW SNOW FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 11 YEARS, failed terribly at making a snowman, and so, so much more. Sorry if that's not very descriptive but I need to go do other school. All in all, my trip to New York was absolutely amazing and I wouldn't trade it for the world. The End.