Tuesday, November 8, 2011

My Theory

Author's Note: This might not be the largest piece I've wrote, but I think I've proved my point.

Using Yann's interview,  Yann is trying to tell us is that there is two parts to a person. Pi Patel is a strict vegetarian and as we might all know Richard Parker a Bengal tiger would be a vicious predator and would be the complete opposite of Pi. When Pi first got onto the boat he didn't know what to do he thought that a ship would come to rescue him and he would be reunited with his family, but sadly that didn't happen. Instead Pi had to set aside his vegetarian ways and turn into a hunter, a predator, he had to turn into Richard Parker.

 This is when the two parts of a person comes into play. As you heard in the last paragraph Pi had to turn into Richard Parker, so this is the first part. Richard Parker symbolizes our instincts and what we think we should do in the time of need, then Pi comes into play. This is our generation of people, we are thinking that someone is going to save us and someone will rescue us. It is where we want to be, but all of that was set aside when Pi turned to his instincts and saved himself from a horrible death.

Monday, October 3, 2011

WW2



Climax: He is off onto war


Rising Action:                     Falling action: Bill is injured
The training begins. 

Conflict: He is sent to war        Resolution: They won the battle and Bill is okay.






It was in the year 1942, in the beginning of US joining the world war. Bill was with his family of four, his wife Amy and his two sons Tom and Robert. He had just come back from work and had eaten dinner. Then his wife went off to get the mail and she came back with her face shocked in disbelief. Bill went over to comfort her and later he opened the letter. The world war needed people for the army and he was supposed to go and leave his family. His heart sank and he looked at his two sons. He did not want to go to war, but he had no choice. He had to go whether he liked it or not.

At the day of his drafting, he said his last goodbyes to his family. He kissed his wife and told his sons to look after each other. They both agreed and watched their father get in a car and go to war. As Bill got in the car he saw two other men with a grim look on their face. They were both fit like Bill, they looked like brothers, but Bill didn’t have the chance to ask. When they reached the base he had a weird feeling in his stomach, it was nervous and anxious at the same time. An old man led them to their beds and gave them their uniforms and once Bill changed, they had gotten right to work. The instructor had taught them how to army crawl and put them to work. He had to call him sir every time and if he didn’t, he would be on the ground doing twenty. After the hard work the instructor lead them to the guns. He showed them how to reload and stock the guns with ammunition. They had not gotten to the shooting part, but he felt like in the week they would get to that.

During the week they went through rigorous training and almost every time he awoke with sore muscles, but when another week passed his body got used to the workouts and he could see the improvements too. He also had gotten into handling guns and shooting them, but he wasn’t very fond of the sharp noise it made. After a month of training he was informed that he would be leaving and he would be going to England to support their troops there. This was what he’s been training for, he just hoped that it would come in handy.

During training he had no problem making friend. Many of the people who were getting sent to England he knew. He had a good conversation that lasted the whole plane ride, so it felt like a pretty short ride. When he landed at the British base he unloaded his stuff and got ready for war.

The General said that an Army was coming from the east side of the town, so Bill and the rest of the people got into their positions to fight. A sniper was positioned up at a bell tower and Bill was in a bunker waiting for our opponent to make its move. After 30 minutes of waiting the sniper spotted an army of one hundred men with three tanks, while Bill’s army only had 80 men.  They were about 4 clicks away and two men went out to lure them into their ambush. They took a mini car and lured the enemies into the trap. All of the men were stocked with grenades and semi-automatic guns, even though Bill had good equipment, he didn’t feel good with facing 100 men and 3 tanks, but he could not give up hope. Then he saw them. The Germans came into what they thought was a deserted city, but then when they stepped in, the army pulled the trigger. The front of the city exploded, the sight was sickening, but Bill stood his ground. The army trucked forward. With about a ten percent of their army down and 1 tank exploded, Bill’s army could beat them. Bill looked up and saw the sniper firing left and right getting the next guy then onto the next guy, but Bill had his own business to mind. As a wave of enemies came by he was forced to shoot. He hated the idea of killing, but he had to protect himself and his country.

Bill ran to a building to reload. After he was done Bill looked out the window and saw two tanks pointing right towards the building. Bill shouted “RUN!!!!” and pulled the man out of the building.

 As the building was shot down Bill was flung forward by the explosion. And he could not feel his legs. A light flashed before him and he heard “don’t worry I gotcha!” and then he passed out.

Bill awoke in a hospital next to some of his friends and he looked around and then he saw both of his legs. With a sigh of relief he asked for a doctor and asked if he could walk again. The doctor said that he could walk with some rehab, but it would take some time. Then Bill thought about his family and thought to himself. I’m alive.

Monday, May 9, 2011

I am Number Three

Author's Note: I continued this piece again and it's kind of short, but I hope you enjoy it.

After taking a second glance at the window I wondered how I could be standing on my two feet. After walking around I jumped up and down and it seemed to be like earth's gravity, but how? How could they do this? It didn't seem possible, but it was.

Out  then five other people came around the corner and bowed in front of the captain. Then they started to get into some martial arts stance. Then the captain said hit and they got back into a regular standing position. He announced me to the rest of the group and I shook all of their hands. All of their grips were firm and I could tell that they were older than me and stronger than me. After greeting them the captain or what they called him "master" told me to focus in on the target and told me to shoot it. After a few seconds of confusion I asked where my gun was. He laughed at me and said that I would shoot with my eyes'. After that I looked at the target as hard as I could and I just couldn't shoot it. The master just stared at me like he couldn't believe his eyes'.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

I am Number Three

Author's Note: This is a continued to the other piece. I hope you like it.

After school I came back on the bus where I normally sit and waited until I got home. Then I sat down and ate a snack. After finishing my snack I sat down and watched some TV. It opened up to the news and there was a sighting of UFOs in our region and I thought that was kind of interesting, but there was no such things as aliens, so I wasn't concerned. After an hour there was nothing to watch, so I thought I would walk down to our neighborhood park to see if there was anything to do. I told my mom that I was going and walked down to the park where suprisingly nobody was there.

It was pretty abnormal to see the park abandoned, it was normally packed with kids, but I just continued walking to the swing, when suddenly a bright light came out of the sky and.... I awoke on a metalic table with my arms and legs chained to the sides. "Whaa? Where am I," I groaned

As soon as I spoke these creatures surrounded me and..... I awoke for the second time. I thought this was just a dream, but it seemed so real. I could hear these creatures talking in a huddle and I spoke out. "Where am I?"

This time they approached me slowly and when they stepped into the light, they looked like normal people. I was expecting a green big headed aliens this time, but it was like looking at futuristic people. They were wearing what looked like silver under-armor, but a full body suit of it. "Hello earthling," they said in a weird accent "we have hand selected you from earth, with your power and many others we will defeat the evil penguin of the planet X."

This talk had my mind spinning in circles wondering what they were talking about and why they chose me for this. I wasn't athletic, I didn't have a lot of hand eye coordination, and I didn't think I had superpowers. After laying there for a couple of minutes I finally realized that there wasn't any chains around my body and I stood up. I looked around and I looked through a window and I saw that I was looking into space. I threw up and my legs were wobbly. I knew this wasn't a dream.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

I am Number Three

This was a fun piece I thought I would experiment writing in another person's voice. 

When the bus came up to my corner I slowly walked to the bus, every time I have to sit in the front so I don't get in to "trouble". The bus driver blames me for everything that happens in the bus. Even the stuff that happens in the back he thinks is my fault. If only I had a car. Oh well, I guess I'll have to stay out of his way.

When I got off the bus the bus driver gave me the look like he always does. Then I go to my first hour class, gym, I'm not the kind of guy for sports, but I'm really good with math and non-sport kind of events. I try to be good at sports, but I just can't do it, so I tried to succeed in school and I do. Sometimes I think it isn't enough to be good at school, but I know school is good for you, so I do the best I can.

Throughout school I aced every test and got all A's on my homework, sometimes that's the only thing that made me popular.

To Be Continued

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Tangled

Dreams develop in every person and each dream is different for other people. Some people are willing to grasp their dream and some are too afraid go out there and do it. In the movie Tangled Rapunzel was able to catch her dream and she accomplished.

Tangled is your average fairy tale. Obviously the mode of this clip was a Romance, but in every story there is a point and it was not that hard to see it. Throughout the movie people have told her to live her dream, so it was pretty clear. Everyone can achieve their goal, but they have to be willing to do it.

As you grow older you have an idea what your dream is. Whether it's dreaming to be a basketball player, a poet, a pianist, or an actor. You have to remember that anythings possible. Rapunzel isn't afraid to follow her dream and I hope that you aren't afraid to follow yours either.

Monday, April 11, 2011

The Magic Cat of Canada

You are driving across a bridge, toward a country you have never visited before. On the other side of the bridge, you can barely make out what seems to be a series of homes that look to be abandoned, for there is no one in sight. There is train station with a steaming locomotive parked on the track

"Here we are everyone!" My mom said.
I was sitting in the back with my head stuck in a game of space invaders, they just came out with a new handheld version of it. Then I looked up when I ran out of lives and looked up to see a steaming train. This was definitely like America. Everyone kept on saying eh! They also had Aardvark meat out for sale. I wanted to stay in America, but our family had to move again. My dad was out of work and he could only find a job in Canada. He was so grateful for this new opportunity, but it felt like a couldn't bail out of this situation, so I just went with the flow.

After one hour of space invaders, my baby sister finally woke up. It was always a pain when she woke up, because all she did was barf, cry and sleep. Of course my mom had to step in the back to calm her down, but she just kept on crying. On the way to our new home we stopped to get ice cream. I got chocolate ice cream, it's my favorite. After three more hours we arrived to our new home located in Saskatchewan, Regina. I always thought  Saskatchewan was a funny name for a province.

When we got there I was so excited to get some fresh air and to actually walk again. The people in the home magazine weren't that descriptive about the house. They said that it was brown and they also said that there was some creature that scared some people away, but we thought that it was a bunch of snicker doodles, so we took the house. We entered the house and saw an elevated chandelier it was kind of cool, but the old kind of stuff wasn't my kind of thing. I was determined to find a cool hiding spot somewhere in this ancient home. I figured I would find a hiding spot somewhere, because that's what all of the people did in the movies.

I ran upstairs and searched for spots. Once I found a secret spot in the floor I found tomatoes and potatoes, but not a dang Francine Fabulicious apple! Sorry for the bad language. Anyways after I cleared out the food I figured there was a tunnel in this cellar, so of course I entered it and it led to more secret rooms between each room and floor. To go downstairs there was a slide that you would slide through. It was awesome! Wait! Something is looking at me. This glare was so fierce, that I left the room, but it caught up to me and pounced. Hey! It was only a little kitten. I got to show this to mom and dad. They'll be so surprised! Then all of the sudden I heard my dad shout in pain. When I arrived he was laying down next to the potatoes that I took out of the secret cellar. It was certain that he will need a wheel chair. It didn't seem that he broke anything, so he probably sprained his leg by tripping over my potatoes. Then my kitten went over to him and liked my dad's handicapped foot and then he stopped groaning. It seemed that he was healed.

Oh my gosh! This is a magic kitten!!  I asked if I could keep him and of course my dad let me keep it. This was going to be an awesome life in Canada, but I wonder what other powers it has?