I am having a bloody hard time seeing lately. Ever since the big ol' fight, and my specs were taken from me. Now since then, Ralph has been treating my like I am batty! Going crazy, acting like I am STUPID!
"So, do you need help walking...or to see??" he would say under his breathe. He would just snigger to him self, pleasing himself with his humor. I did not find it funny.
I thought about how Jack and Ralph acted, and I saw Jack coming through Ralph very slowly. My eyes were so messed up. I could not make out the waves, all I could see from them was their phospherescent color, gleaming from them.
I did see my hands clearly though, they were smothered with the stain of blood. It had not washed off all the way yet. I just sat, thinking about Ralph and my conversation the other day. The talk about the murder. Yes I dare to say murder. That is because it was murder, but I dare not to tell Ralph that he was right. I tried as hard as I could to keep his mind of that topic. I tried to comfort him. i did want him thinking it was just the weather, just because it was dark, rainy, and the thunder and lightening. THIS DID NOT HELP EAITHER. But he just kept going back to it,thinking and talking about it.
Then when sam'n'eric came along, I could do nothing. We all spoke aobut the dance, acting like we all wern't there. saying that we were tired so we left early. that it was cold. But we all new each other were lying. We could not have know that there was the dance if we were not there. So we new that Sam'n'eric were there too.
I thought about the dance, and the murder. I remembered the shutter of sound from the thunder, and all the littluns' becoming scared. I noticed that ralph was gisticulating. I had never seen him talk with that much rage, and anger. I mean I had seen him be mad before, but not like that! I knew that was a sign, dont get involved when Ralph is talking with his hands.
But one of the littleuns' stifled the conversation, when he said he saw "the beast".
when really it was simon. I knew I could do nothing, but I wanted to help! I had this chill run down my spine. I knew that it was not the beast. but I tosed that thought out of my head. I would not tell any one that I knew it was not the beast. Not even now!
I want to keep it to my self, I dont want to be accused for anything!
There is nothing to see here. Nothing to hear from me...
Thursday, March 13, 2008
blog 13- revision of blog 11- last thoughts
"look there is smoke!" The Navel officer said. The ship grew closer and closer. The men on deck began to see the land form.
They heaved a dingy over board, and into the water so they could go see why there was a fire on the island. The Navel officer thought to him self, and visulized what he would see...
"what will i see? a bunch of crazy grown men and women? nothing? I hope that there is something to find on this island, something to bring back to the boys. Ahh, only another yard till i find out what my treasure will be. Maybe it will be my son! we will find out soon."
The Navel officer arrived on the soft, white, phosphorescent sand. He herd a strange uluation...then suddenly out of no where a young boy comes sprinting out of the jungle. The navel officer asked him, "What is your name, boy?"
The young boy, cowered then answered, "my name is Ralph"
The navel officer had a son named Ralph, but he new the chance of this being his boy was out of the question. and even so, this boy did not look like his Ralph, his Ralph did not have long hair, it was short and a darker brown color. This boy had lighter blonder color hair, and shaggy, covering his eyes.
"who is the leader here?" the officer asked
"I am..." Ralph replied
The navel officer stopped talking for a second and just thought to him self...
" MY Ralph would never be any type of leader. He would put on a better show than this, he would know better! And my ralph would elaborate on his answer to his father, not just give a two word answer. I knew now that I would never find my boy." The Navel officer looked out to the ship, and smiled back at the boys...
Ralph look closely at the navel officer...and noticed that it was his father...but his father did not noticed him. Why he wondered? WHY? Ralph remembered what he had looked like, and remembered that he have long hair and that he had many cuts and wounds, bloody, and had an enormous amount of dirt on him.
ralph spoke in a small voice..."Dad?"
The navel officer looked closely to this young boy, pulled back his hair, and noticed that it was his young boy, it was RALPH!
Ralph noticed a single tear emerged from his fathers eyes. He knew that they were saved. He looked back at Jack, and mouthed..."I TOLD YOU SO"
They heaved a dingy over board, and into the water so they could go see why there was a fire on the island. The Navel officer thought to him self, and visulized what he would see...
"what will i see? a bunch of crazy grown men and women? nothing? I hope that there is something to find on this island, something to bring back to the boys. Ahh, only another yard till i find out what my treasure will be. Maybe it will be my son! we will find out soon."
The Navel officer arrived on the soft, white, phosphorescent sand. He herd a strange uluation...then suddenly out of no where a young boy comes sprinting out of the jungle. The navel officer asked him, "What is your name, boy?"
The young boy, cowered then answered, "my name is Ralph"
The navel officer had a son named Ralph, but he new the chance of this being his boy was out of the question. and even so, this boy did not look like his Ralph, his Ralph did not have long hair, it was short and a darker brown color. This boy had lighter blonder color hair, and shaggy, covering his eyes.
"who is the leader here?" the officer asked
"I am..." Ralph replied
The navel officer stopped talking for a second and just thought to him self...
" MY Ralph would never be any type of leader. He would put on a better show than this, he would know better! And my ralph would elaborate on his answer to his father, not just give a two word answer. I knew now that I would never find my boy." The Navel officer looked out to the ship, and smiled back at the boys...
Ralph look closely at the navel officer...and noticed that it was his father...but his father did not noticed him. Why he wondered? WHY? Ralph remembered what he had looked like, and remembered that he have long hair and that he had many cuts and wounds, bloody, and had an enormous amount of dirt on him.
ralph spoke in a small voice..."Dad?"
The navel officer looked closely to this young boy, pulled back his hair, and noticed that it was his young boy, it was RALPH!
Ralph noticed a single tear emerged from his fathers eyes. He knew that they were saved. He looked back at Jack, and mouthed..."I TOLD YOU SO"
Saturday, March 8, 2008
blog 12- Reporting as Ms. Nicole
To become a court reporter, you must endure many years of schooling and training. You must be trained on how a serious court trial works, and all the tools that you must be able to use. You must learn to control your emotions and how to speak and listen at the same time. Many abilities are required for this job, so lets learn what we need to know.
Common work activities include:
-attending court proceedings, inquiries and depositions as required either through the court or by private hire through an attorney.
-recording the exact conversation and information provided at the proceeding with 100% accuracy.
-Printing out the official court record
-making copies of court records and providing them to the judges, attorneys, and other individuals as requested and required.
Training to become a stenotypist takes 33 months, on average. A stenograph is a machine where 22 keys are made to form words. This is used to print out information in a condensed form. Then using a computer, the document can be converted to a standard text document. But with a different tool it take a lot less time to learn how to use. It usually takes less than a year to become a voice writer. Training is offered by about 160 vocational and technical schools and colleges. The National Court Reporters Association (NCRA) has approved about 70 of these. NCRA-approved programs require students to capture at least 225 words per minute.
Some States require court reporters to be certified. To be certified, court reporters must pass an exam. The NCRA confers several certifications, from entry-level to advanced, and for particular reporting systems. Advanced certifications may require work experience, some additional training, or a college degree. Court reporters must have excellent listening skills. Also speed and accuracy are important. Good writing skills are also needed. Voice writers must learn to listen and speak at the same time. Court reporters working in courtrooms need knowledge of legal procedure. In all court situations. Stenocaptioners should also be good with computers, and typing.
Court reporters will usually need two or four year degree, or the correct certification. This certification will allow you to have the responsibility of keeping all the information accurate and secure. Because of the massive importance of the work court reporters need to have a very high attention to detail and accuracy. Including requirements of the job are, listening skills, and a solid grasp of the English language, grammar, vocabulary, and punctuation. This also must include legal terminology, and the knowing of the procedure of a criminal trial court case.
A official court reporter must have an excellent ability to attend to information even in distracting situations. They must be able to distance their emotions from their work to truly reflect the information given. They must not be personally involved in the case. Often the reporter must work in situations that are very uncomfortable, and emotional and even listen to very disturbing testimonies. And so it is very critical that the reporter is able to stay focused, in side and out side of the court room!
Common work activities include:
-attending court proceedings, inquiries and depositions as required either through the court or by private hire through an attorney.
-recording the exact conversation and information provided at the proceeding with 100% accuracy.
-Printing out the official court record
-making copies of court records and providing them to the judges, attorneys, and other individuals as requested and required.
Training to become a stenotypist takes 33 months, on average. A stenograph is a machine where 22 keys are made to form words. This is used to print out information in a condensed form. Then using a computer, the document can be converted to a standard text document. But with a different tool it take a lot less time to learn how to use. It usually takes less than a year to become a voice writer. Training is offered by about 160 vocational and technical schools and colleges. The National Court Reporters Association (NCRA) has approved about 70 of these. NCRA-approved programs require students to capture at least 225 words per minute.
Some States require court reporters to be certified. To be certified, court reporters must pass an exam. The NCRA confers several certifications, from entry-level to advanced, and for particular reporting systems. Advanced certifications may require work experience, some additional training, or a college degree. Court reporters must have excellent listening skills. Also speed and accuracy are important. Good writing skills are also needed. Voice writers must learn to listen and speak at the same time. Court reporters working in courtrooms need knowledge of legal procedure. In all court situations. Stenocaptioners should also be good with computers, and typing.
Court reporters will usually need two or four year degree, or the correct certification. This certification will allow you to have the responsibility of keeping all the information accurate and secure. Because of the massive importance of the work court reporters need to have a very high attention to detail and accuracy. Including requirements of the job are, listening skills, and a solid grasp of the English language, grammar, vocabulary, and punctuation. This also must include legal terminology, and the knowing of the procedure of a criminal trial court case.
A official court reporter must have an excellent ability to attend to information even in distracting situations. They must be able to distance their emotions from their work to truly reflect the information given. They must not be personally involved in the case. Often the reporter must work in situations that are very uncomfortable, and emotional and even listen to very disturbing testimonies. And so it is very critical that the reporter is able to stay focused, in side and out side of the court room!
Friday, February 29, 2008
Blog 11- Last Thought
"look there is smoke!" The Navel officer said.
The ship grew closer and closer. The men on deck began to see the land form. They heaved a dingy over board, and into the water so they could go see why there was a fire on the island. The Navel officer, thought to him self, and visulized what he would see...
"what will i see? a bunch of crazy grown men and women? nothing? I hope that there is something to find on this island, something to bring back to the boys. Ahh, only another yard till i find out what my treasure will be. Maybe it will be my son! we will find out soon."
The Navel officer arrived on the soft, white, phosphorescent sand. He herd a strang uluation...then suddenly out of no where a young boy comes sprinting out of the jungle. The navel officer asked him, "What is your name boy?"
The young boy, cowered then answered, "my name is Ralph"
The navel officer had a son named Ralph, but he new the chance of this being his boy was out of the question. and even so, this boy did not look like his Ralph, his Ralph did not have long hair, it was short and a darker brown color. This boy had lighter blonder color hair, and shaggy, covering his eyes.
"who is the leader here?" the officer asked
"I am..." Ralph replied
The navel officer stopped talking for a second and just thought to him self...
" MY Ralph would never be any type of leader. He would put on a better show than this, he would know better! And my ralph would elaborate on his answer to his father, not just give a two word answer. I knew now that I would never find my boy."
The Navel officer looked out to the ship, and smiled back at the boys...
Ralph look closely at the navel officer...and noticed that it was his father...but his father did not noticed him. Why he wondered? WHY? Ralph remembered what he had looked like, and remembered that he have long hair and that he had many cuts and wounds, bloody, and had an enormous amount of dirt on him.
Ralph spoke in a small voice..."Dad?"
The navel officer looked closely to this young boy, pulled back his hair, and noticed that it was his young boy, it was RALPH!
Ralph noticed a single tear emerged from his fathers eyes. He knew that they were saved. He looked back at Jack, and mouthed..."I TOLD YOU SO"
The ship grew closer and closer. The men on deck began to see the land form. They heaved a dingy over board, and into the water so they could go see why there was a fire on the island. The Navel officer, thought to him self, and visulized what he would see...
"what will i see? a bunch of crazy grown men and women? nothing? I hope that there is something to find on this island, something to bring back to the boys. Ahh, only another yard till i find out what my treasure will be. Maybe it will be my son! we will find out soon."
The Navel officer arrived on the soft, white, phosphorescent sand. He herd a strang uluation...then suddenly out of no where a young boy comes sprinting out of the jungle. The navel officer asked him, "What is your name boy?"
The young boy, cowered then answered, "my name is Ralph"
The navel officer had a son named Ralph, but he new the chance of this being his boy was out of the question. and even so, this boy did not look like his Ralph, his Ralph did not have long hair, it was short and a darker brown color. This boy had lighter blonder color hair, and shaggy, covering his eyes.
"who is the leader here?" the officer asked
"I am..." Ralph replied
The navel officer stopped talking for a second and just thought to him self...
" MY Ralph would never be any type of leader. He would put on a better show than this, he would know better! And my ralph would elaborate on his answer to his father, not just give a two word answer. I knew now that I would never find my boy."
The Navel officer looked out to the ship, and smiled back at the boys...
Ralph look closely at the navel officer...and noticed that it was his father...but his father did not noticed him. Why he wondered? WHY? Ralph remembered what he had looked like, and remembered that he have long hair and that he had many cuts and wounds, bloody, and had an enormous amount of dirt on him.
Ralph spoke in a small voice..."Dad?"
The navel officer looked closely to this young boy, pulled back his hair, and noticed that it was his young boy, it was RALPH!
Ralph noticed a single tear emerged from his fathers eyes. He knew that they were saved. He looked back at Jack, and mouthed..."I TOLD YOU SO"
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Blog 10- When we know...
"When we first landed-" Sam started off
"-on the island we-" Eric continued
"-we were doing fine but-"
"-now we are being-"
"-forced to join Jack's-"Sam said
"-STUPID tribe-"Eric exclaimed
Sam'n'Eric spoke back and forth about Jack's tribe. And many of the others issues on this island.
We both knew that nothing good was going to come from visiting Jack. All that Ralph wanted were the glasses back. Just to start off a fire, and to keep it going. We herd Ralph say that he would have let Jack have some of the fire when ever he wanted. But we did not believe him, we knew that he was just lying to get what he wanted from Jack.
We wanted to be rescued too...we wanted to be in our own bed, warm and cozy. We wanted to be in our own home, use a tooth brush, and see our own parents. But ever since we let the fire go out, we could feel the chance of that slipping further and further away from reality.
Back on castle rock, when we were captured, we felt useless. We wanted to help fight, but once we knew what they had...that rock. We just sat quiet. We did not know if they had another rock like that, and we could not look around, because Jack would question us on what we were looking at. But we did have enough movement to be able to look over to piggy. We peered over the ledge of the cliffs, and saw the blood stained rocks. we saw the innards of Piggy wash away. We quickly drew back in disgust. We were astonished that they had killed, murdered, another boy.
We stood in disbelief that Ralph had run away, all we saw was him sprinting into the jungle. We did not know what we was doing, what he was hunting, and where he was planning on going. But we just saw him run away. Did he just leave us here to die, to be killed by the murders?? Did he not care about us at all?? We looked at each other, scared , and unknown of what was going to happen to us.
Jack turned to us, with an evil glare. We could feel the daggers of eyes he had, stabbing in to our chest. He spoke to us, but the words went in one ear and right out the other. We could not tell what he was saying. It was like he was speaking in another language that we had never herd before. The hunters around sniggered, and stared at us. They held their spears as if they were diamonds. Admiring them, stroking them, and sharpening them with shards of rock. We would be ok when we knew what he was going to do with us...
"-on the island we-" Eric continued
"-we were doing fine but-"
"-now we are being-"
"-forced to join Jack's-"Sam said
"-STUPID tribe-"Eric exclaimed
Sam'n'Eric spoke back and forth about Jack's tribe. And many of the others issues on this island.
We both knew that nothing good was going to come from visiting Jack. All that Ralph wanted were the glasses back. Just to start off a fire, and to keep it going. We herd Ralph say that he would have let Jack have some of the fire when ever he wanted. But we did not believe him, we knew that he was just lying to get what he wanted from Jack.
We wanted to be rescued too...we wanted to be in our own bed, warm and cozy. We wanted to be in our own home, use a tooth brush, and see our own parents. But ever since we let the fire go out, we could feel the chance of that slipping further and further away from reality.
Back on castle rock, when we were captured, we felt useless. We wanted to help fight, but once we knew what they had...that rock. We just sat quiet. We did not know if they had another rock like that, and we could not look around, because Jack would question us on what we were looking at. But we did have enough movement to be able to look over to piggy. We peered over the ledge of the cliffs, and saw the blood stained rocks. we saw the innards of Piggy wash away. We quickly drew back in disgust. We were astonished that they had killed, murdered, another boy.
We stood in disbelief that Ralph had run away, all we saw was him sprinting into the jungle. We did not know what we was doing, what he was hunting, and where he was planning on going. But we just saw him run away. Did he just leave us here to die, to be killed by the murders?? Did he not care about us at all?? We looked at each other, scared , and unknown of what was going to happen to us.
Jack turned to us, with an evil glare. We could feel the daggers of eyes he had, stabbing in to our chest. He spoke to us, but the words went in one ear and right out the other. We could not tell what he was saying. It was like he was speaking in another language that we had never herd before. The hunters around sniggered, and stared at us. They held their spears as if they were diamonds. Admiring them, stroking them, and sharpening them with shards of rock. We would be ok when we knew what he was going to do with us...
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Blog 9- Nothing to see here!
I am having a bloody hard time seeing lately. Ever since the big ol' fight, and my specs were taken from me. Now since then, Ralph has been treating my like I am batty! Going crazy, acting like I am STUPID!
"So, do you need help walking...or to see??" he would say under his breathe. He would just snigger to him self, pleasing himself with his humor. I did not find it funny. I thought about how Jack and Ralph acted, and I saw Jack coming through Ralph very slowly.
My eyes were so messed up. I could not make out the waves, all I could see from them was their phospherescent color, gleaming from them. I did see my hands clearly though, they were smothered with the stain of blood. It had not washed off all the way yet. I just sat, thinking about Ralph and my conversation the other day. The talk about the murder. Yes I dare to say murder. That is because it was murder, but I dare not to tell Ralph that he was right. I tried as hard as I could to keep his mind of that topic. I tried to comfort him, about thinking it was just the weather, just because it was dark, rainy, and the thunder and lightening did not help eaither. But he just kept going back to it,thinking and talking about it. Then when sam'n'eric came along, I could do nothing.
We all spoke aobut the dance, acting like we all wern't there. saying that we were tiredso we left early. that it was cold. But we all new each other were lying. We could not have know that there was the dance if we were not there. So we new that Sam'n'eric were there too.
I thought about the dance, and the murder. I remembered the shutter of sound from the thunder, and all the littluns' becoming scared. I noticed that ralph was gisticulating, I had never seen him talk with that much rage, and anger. I mean I had seen him be mad before, but not like that! I knew that was a sign, dont get involved when Ralph is talking with his hands. But one of the littleuns' stifled the conversation, when he said he saw "the beast". and really it was simon.
I knew I could do nothing, but I wanted to help! I had this chill run down my spine. I knew that it was not the beast. but I tosed that thought out of my head. I would not tell any one that I knew it was not the beast. Not even now! I want to keep it to my self, I dont want to be accused for anything! There is nothing to see here. Nothing to hear from me...
"So, do you need help walking...or to see??" he would say under his breathe. He would just snigger to him self, pleasing himself with his humor. I did not find it funny. I thought about how Jack and Ralph acted, and I saw Jack coming through Ralph very slowly.
My eyes were so messed up. I could not make out the waves, all I could see from them was their phospherescent color, gleaming from them. I did see my hands clearly though, they were smothered with the stain of blood. It had not washed off all the way yet. I just sat, thinking about Ralph and my conversation the other day. The talk about the murder. Yes I dare to say murder. That is because it was murder, but I dare not to tell Ralph that he was right. I tried as hard as I could to keep his mind of that topic. I tried to comfort him, about thinking it was just the weather, just because it was dark, rainy, and the thunder and lightening did not help eaither. But he just kept going back to it,thinking and talking about it. Then when sam'n'eric came along, I could do nothing.
We all spoke aobut the dance, acting like we all wern't there. saying that we were tiredso we left early. that it was cold. But we all new each other were lying. We could not have know that there was the dance if we were not there. So we new that Sam'n'eric were there too.
I thought about the dance, and the murder. I remembered the shutter of sound from the thunder, and all the littluns' becoming scared. I noticed that ralph was gisticulating, I had never seen him talk with that much rage, and anger. I mean I had seen him be mad before, but not like that! I knew that was a sign, dont get involved when Ralph is talking with his hands. But one of the littleuns' stifled the conversation, when he said he saw "the beast". and really it was simon.
I knew I could do nothing, but I wanted to help! I had this chill run down my spine. I knew that it was not the beast. but I tosed that thought out of my head. I would not tell any one that I knew it was not the beast. Not even now! I want to keep it to my self, I dont want to be accused for anything! There is nothing to see here. Nothing to hear from me...
Monday, February 25, 2008
Blog 8- " Not on my watch"
I felt like I was flying, I knew now that there was no beast. Nothing to be afarid of! I knew now that it was just a human like us, nothing more. The beast was just a man, and I knew that it was disrespectful not to have a proper grave, but i was in no control of that. So I just decided to take the parachute out of the trees, and lay him down nicly. I knew i had done the right thing, Then I began my trec down the mountain. I jogged with steadfast, to tell the others.
I finally got to the fire I had seen from the top of the mountain, and I noticed that Jack and ralph were having an arguement. So I did not want to make a bigger problem, so I just sat back and watched. They yelled and screamed at every reaction they got from the other. About the conch, the tribes, the hunters, and many other things. but the worst was the huts! The rain was poring down on the boys, and they faught over the dry land, under the shelters. I did not understand why they could not just share them, until tomarrow. This way they could bother stay dry. But NO...all they wanted was to fight about who was going to be leader.
The storm was rolling in fast, and the lightening was bright, as it light up the sky like day, it struck down towards the earth. With every crack of thunder, the littleuns' became tremulous.
They glanced at the sky, looking as if they were asking god to make the fight and strom to just go away. They were so scared, and I knew that I could help. But something was holding me back now, I felt stuck, sitting and watching. I struggled to get up. I suddenly fell right back down. I herd the Lord of the Flies speak to me.
" Stay Simon, JUST WATCH"
I used every muscle in my body to get out of there. I flew on to the beach, and suddenly I felt a mass amount of weight on top of me. I herd the pig chant, but they were saying beast insted of pig! I felt horrible sratching, bitting, and spears sinking in to my stomach. I tried to get words out but they just trickled out, softly and slowy. no one could understad me. Trying to cetch my breth, I shut my eyes. I suddenly felt no weight on me any more. I could speak well, and I could breath normaly. But it was very cold, I peered out and I noticed that I saw myself, laying in the water. I was very confused, so I tried to go drag myself out of the water, but my arm sliped right through my fingers. I sat down, and thought to myself.
" Am I dead? NO!!! I could not be!! The pain, the screaming, the weight. It had all gone away. But how, I am dead, I am no longer with them. What should I do now. I have to tell them that the beast is not me, or real at all. It was just a dead man, but how?? I cant believe that Jack is teaching them how to become saveges, nothing more than that. He is filling their minds with corruption, and how to kill, not peace, not order, not to be civilized! He is mad, he is insane, he is nothing more than a rock, wanting to be able to walk, and the power to make a change. and he will NEVER GET THAT! Not as I am around!!!!"
I finally got to the fire I had seen from the top of the mountain, and I noticed that Jack and ralph were having an arguement. So I did not want to make a bigger problem, so I just sat back and watched. They yelled and screamed at every reaction they got from the other. About the conch, the tribes, the hunters, and many other things. but the worst was the huts! The rain was poring down on the boys, and they faught over the dry land, under the shelters. I did not understand why they could not just share them, until tomarrow. This way they could bother stay dry. But NO...all they wanted was to fight about who was going to be leader.
The storm was rolling in fast, and the lightening was bright, as it light up the sky like day, it struck down towards the earth. With every crack of thunder, the littleuns' became tremulous.
They glanced at the sky, looking as if they were asking god to make the fight and strom to just go away. They were so scared, and I knew that I could help. But something was holding me back now, I felt stuck, sitting and watching. I struggled to get up. I suddenly fell right back down. I herd the Lord of the Flies speak to me.
" Stay Simon, JUST WATCH"
I used every muscle in my body to get out of there. I flew on to the beach, and suddenly I felt a mass amount of weight on top of me. I herd the pig chant, but they were saying beast insted of pig! I felt horrible sratching, bitting, and spears sinking in to my stomach. I tried to get words out but they just trickled out, softly and slowy. no one could understad me. Trying to cetch my breth, I shut my eyes. I suddenly felt no weight on me any more. I could speak well, and I could breath normaly. But it was very cold, I peered out and I noticed that I saw myself, laying in the water. I was very confused, so I tried to go drag myself out of the water, but my arm sliped right through my fingers. I sat down, and thought to myself.
" Am I dead? NO!!! I could not be!! The pain, the screaming, the weight. It had all gone away. But how, I am dead, I am no longer with them. What should I do now. I have to tell them that the beast is not me, or real at all. It was just a dead man, but how?? I cant believe that Jack is teaching them how to become saveges, nothing more than that. He is filling their minds with corruption, and how to kill, not peace, not order, not to be civilized! He is mad, he is insane, he is nothing more than a rock, wanting to be able to walk, and the power to make a change. and he will NEVER GET THAT! Not as I am around!!!!"
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Blog 7- "understanding the madness"
Madness is a feeling that everyone gets. When someone goes crazy for a little, it is influenced buy everyone around them, into doing something unlike them selves. When they loose them self.
"Do I trust Ralph? Do I trust Jack? Do I trust myself?" Roger was deep in thought.
The day was long and I watched myself change. The boar is the worst. I lost my mind to the island for a while as I wanted meat, food and water. But this meat that I was craving was not meat that I would regulary eat. The meat was a boy named Robert. He sniveled , got up and walked away, as everyone had noticed it was a human not a boar. I was unconscience during this time, not knowing what was going on around me. I am influenced by everyone and everything! I thought about infinite things that I could do once I got home, and then I snapped back to reality. Strolling through the jungle with Jack and Ralph, hearing them speak uncompromisingly. they talk with emotion, with attitude, and with passion.
I think about being back at school, Jack helping us with our harmony, sagely teaching us " A sharp, follwing in to the B flat, then hold the note" He had so much power back then, and now he longs for it. He is now thinking in a covert way, wondering how he can push Ralph out. It was a blunder for me to think about home, I grew sad and I relized how much I miss my bed, family, and regular food.
I know that once I begin to follow Ralph insted of Jack, Jack will turn to me and know that i have givin in to the conch, the beast and to myself. He is and will remain the leader in my mind, no one disrespects him, his is smart, kind and always filled with joy...right?? It is completly amazing how infuriating it is not know that anything that I say does not mean anything in the group. Knowing that Jack could help me come in to the leader group, and contribute my ideas. BUT HE CHOOSES NOT TO.
Madness is a feeling of the real world, here it is a way of living, madness is a way of surviving.
"Do I trust Ralph? Do I trust Jack? Do I trust myself?" Roger was deep in thought.
The day was long and I watched myself change. The boar is the worst. I lost my mind to the island for a while as I wanted meat, food and water. But this meat that I was craving was not meat that I would regulary eat. The meat was a boy named Robert. He sniveled , got up and walked away, as everyone had noticed it was a human not a boar. I was unconscience during this time, not knowing what was going on around me. I am influenced by everyone and everything! I thought about infinite things that I could do once I got home, and then I snapped back to reality. Strolling through the jungle with Jack and Ralph, hearing them speak uncompromisingly. they talk with emotion, with attitude, and with passion.
I think about being back at school, Jack helping us with our harmony, sagely teaching us " A sharp, follwing in to the B flat, then hold the note" He had so much power back then, and now he longs for it. He is now thinking in a covert way, wondering how he can push Ralph out. It was a blunder for me to think about home, I grew sad and I relized how much I miss my bed, family, and regular food.
I know that once I begin to follow Ralph insted of Jack, Jack will turn to me and know that i have givin in to the conch, the beast and to myself. He is and will remain the leader in my mind, no one disrespects him, his is smart, kind and always filled with joy...right?? It is completly amazing how infuriating it is not know that anything that I say does not mean anything in the group. Knowing that Jack could help me come in to the leader group, and contribute my ideas. BUT HE CHOOSES NOT TO.
Madness is a feeling of the real world, here it is a way of living, madness is a way of surviving.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Blog 5- Once in a life time
The air was crisp. The sun was shinning bright; rays of sunlight were peeking through the trees. Creating a star like pattern on the ground below. I got a safety class, and as it went on I blocked out the instructor, I looked around at the lines above me and I began to breathe heavily.
We took a short walk where the fun began, and I was the second to go. I watched my dad take of first. He made it look so easy. I slowly walked up, what it seemed like a million stares, and finally reached the top. I was clipped in and all I could hear was my heart beating like a jack-hammer in my ears. I felt a small nudge and I was off.
I looked around and all I could see was the green color of the large plants next to me, they were blending together as I grew faster and faster. I could hear the leaves moving behind me as I rushed by them. I glanced up at the one line holding my life. I tugged on my harness and screamed like there was no tomorrow. My face grew a grin on it, and then the ride had ended. My shaking feet touched the platform and I knew I was safe. But then I suddenly looked down.
My chest was tight and I lost my breath, the sight of the ground 80 feet below me took my breath away. I looked out towards the horizon and I could see lush, green mountains surrounding me. The ocean was not far away, but all I could smell were the trees around me. The rest of my family followed me and then it was my turn again. My heart grew fast as I herd the instructor say 3, I stepped of the platform and the ride had begun again, the air whipping my face, me holding on for dear life. And yet I knew I would be fine.
This repetition continued. Finally I had reached my last leap. My heart was at its normal pace and I was breathing steadily. My dad had gone before me again, and this time the instructor told me to do something crazy! So I did!
I took my leap, and I put all my weight on my back, I suddenly was upside down. I got a head rush and came back up, I was in my mode again, only this time it was a good thing, I had a smile spread across my face. And my heart beat was rapid, and the instructor that caught me on the end of the line could not stop laughing. He was surprised that I did something crazy! It was a once in a life time ride! One thing to always remember.
We took a short walk where the fun began, and I was the second to go. I watched my dad take of first. He made it look so easy. I slowly walked up, what it seemed like a million stares, and finally reached the top. I was clipped in and all I could hear was my heart beating like a jack-hammer in my ears. I felt a small nudge and I was off.
I looked around and all I could see was the green color of the large plants next to me, they were blending together as I grew faster and faster. I could hear the leaves moving behind me as I rushed by them. I glanced up at the one line holding my life. I tugged on my harness and screamed like there was no tomorrow. My face grew a grin on it, and then the ride had ended. My shaking feet touched the platform and I knew I was safe. But then I suddenly looked down.
My chest was tight and I lost my breath, the sight of the ground 80 feet below me took my breath away. I looked out towards the horizon and I could see lush, green mountains surrounding me. The ocean was not far away, but all I could smell were the trees around me. The rest of my family followed me and then it was my turn again. My heart grew fast as I herd the instructor say 3, I stepped of the platform and the ride had begun again, the air whipping my face, me holding on for dear life. And yet I knew I would be fine.
This repetition continued. Finally I had reached my last leap. My heart was at its normal pace and I was breathing steadily. My dad had gone before me again, and this time the instructor told me to do something crazy! So I did!
I took my leap, and I put all my weight on my back, I suddenly was upside down. I got a head rush and came back up, I was in my mode again, only this time it was a good thing, I had a smile spread across my face. And my heart beat was rapid, and the instructor that caught me on the end of the line could not stop laughing. He was surprised that I did something crazy! It was a once in a life time ride! One thing to always remember.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Blog 4- Losing, Slipping, Falling
Jack, Jack, Jack. That is all I can say. He is taking the power, but I still have the conch! I know how Piggy feels now, no one is listening to me! I am losing all of the athority that I once contained. But this is irrelevent to what is going on right now in the camp, or soon to be camp. we have to finish the huts.
I suddenly herd a shrill, "A SHIP!!! A SHIP, SMOKE!!!"
I glanced up to our signal fire, nothing was there, no smoke was rising! I went in to a panic! I knew that if we were able to get the ships attention then we would be able to get a lift home! I thought for a second, could this just be a mirage? No, even if it is, I will try to get a fire going! I must try! Just for my self confidence.
Everyone was staring at the "ship" and I began to hustle up the side of the scar. Many of the kids on the platform were reacting preposterously, they could not believe it! I met up with Jack and some littleuns'. They had caught a pig! I was joyed and disapointed at the same time. The littleuns' were staring at it like it was a star that had fallen from outer space. Amazed and raged, I yelled out, "stop this maddness!" Jack shot a look strait at me, and kept walking up the mountain to the fire. I thought to my self, the littleuns' let the fire go out, but also Jack killed a pig! They LET THE FIRE GO OUT! YET WE HAVE MEAT!! I could not decide weither I was more angry or upset.I thought some malovelent thoughts twords jack, but I knew that this food would help us keep moving and stay strong.
I spoke with Jack for a second, telling him that a ship was off in the distance. he spkoe to me incredulously. But as we talked about it, we both stared out in to the opalescent dyed sky. I also felt the need to inform him that the signal fire had gone out. he had nothing to say for it! There was no implication from him, even though he knew it went out, he did not bother at all to try to tell me.
We finished out trec up the scar. we needed piggy's glasses to start the fire again. Piggy held them out. Jack took them and started the fire, then with out my knowing I herd a whimper from piggy and I turned around to find him on his knees searching for his glasses. He was gyrating as he looked for his glasses, he finally got them back and he noticecd that they had broken. He was very upset!
I felt like I was losing my power, slipping out of connection with many of the kids on the island, and falling far from being home.
I suddenly herd a shrill, "A SHIP!!! A SHIP, SMOKE!!!"
I glanced up to our signal fire, nothing was there, no smoke was rising! I went in to a panic! I knew that if we were able to get the ships attention then we would be able to get a lift home! I thought for a second, could this just be a mirage? No, even if it is, I will try to get a fire going! I must try! Just for my self confidence.
Everyone was staring at the "ship" and I began to hustle up the side of the scar. Many of the kids on the platform were reacting preposterously, they could not believe it! I met up with Jack and some littleuns'. They had caught a pig! I was joyed and disapointed at the same time. The littleuns' were staring at it like it was a star that had fallen from outer space. Amazed and raged, I yelled out, "stop this maddness!" Jack shot a look strait at me, and kept walking up the mountain to the fire. I thought to my self, the littleuns' let the fire go out, but also Jack killed a pig! They LET THE FIRE GO OUT! YET WE HAVE MEAT!! I could not decide weither I was more angry or upset.I thought some malovelent thoughts twords jack, but I knew that this food would help us keep moving and stay strong.
I spoke with Jack for a second, telling him that a ship was off in the distance. he spkoe to me incredulously. But as we talked about it, we both stared out in to the opalescent dyed sky. I also felt the need to inform him that the signal fire had gone out. he had nothing to say for it! There was no implication from him, even though he knew it went out, he did not bother at all to try to tell me.
We finished out trec up the scar. we needed piggy's glasses to start the fire again. Piggy held them out. Jack took them and started the fire, then with out my knowing I herd a whimper from piggy and I turned around to find him on his knees searching for his glasses. He was gyrating as he looked for his glasses, he finally got them back and he noticecd that they had broken. He was very upset!
I felt like I was losing my power, slipping out of connection with many of the kids on the island, and falling far from being home.
Blog 3- Don't look back...
The festoons were covering me. Hanging from what seemed like miles above, it was dark and cold. I had been pricked many times by barbs, and the pain was finally starting to set in. I was clambering on my hands and knees, digging my hands in to the soft soil. I felt like an animal searching for their pray, and I was. I herd the sharp cries of a pig, loud, as it echoed throughout the jungle.
I was bewildered when I saw my pray. It ran right in my line of fire, but I was to concentrated on preparing my weapon. I was determeanded to flaunt my dinner, but I let it slip away! I did not look back, I just kept walking foward, going to the platform. I trotted back to the lagoon, to find ralph making a hut...I was staring out to the glimmering water. I was not listening to Ralph, I just herd him mumbling.
I made a furtive glance at Simon in the hut, and he look away from me in fear. I looked at the hut, it was inscrutable. There were leaves everywhere, and pieces of wood scatered, leaning aginst each other.
Ralph was being opressive, calling my name, and he finally got my attention. We spoke for a breif second. Following we walked down the beach, I followed the sand, glancing at the tendrils making a wall into the jungle, knowing that there was a pig out there waiting for me to kill. I just hope I get to it first!
I was bewildered when I saw my pray. It ran right in my line of fire, but I was to concentrated on preparing my weapon. I was determeanded to flaunt my dinner, but I let it slip away! I did not look back, I just kept walking foward, going to the platform. I trotted back to the lagoon, to find ralph making a hut...I was staring out to the glimmering water. I was not listening to Ralph, I just herd him mumbling.
I made a furtive glance at Simon in the hut, and he look away from me in fear. I looked at the hut, it was inscrutable. There were leaves everywhere, and pieces of wood scatered, leaning aginst each other.
Ralph was being opressive, calling my name, and he finally got my attention. We spoke for a breif second. Following we walked down the beach, I followed the sand, glancing at the tendrils making a wall into the jungle, knowing that there was a pig out there waiting for me to kill. I just hope I get to it first!
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Blog 2-"but I have the conch!!"
"This is not fair, I have the conch, I have the power right now! Why won't the listen to me?"
The tumult from the croud of kids was over powering for piggy to handle. He felt so defeated. The fire was buring the trees out of control. The heat was incredible, Piggy was giving Ralph a baby face, and slowly glanced over to Jack and gave him a look that would over power any other look you could think of. Jack seemed to be invincible. Jack turned his head to look at Piggy. He turned away in fear.
Piggy srtoked the conch shell, irresistibly, he knew that it had some type of power to it. His mind was becoming warped around the shell. He was frightened at the sight of the fire climbing up the mountain, he nibbled on his finger nails.
" I hate Jack so much, he is so officious, he is always cuting me off, never letting me speak on my own. I HAVE THE CONCH, I HAVE THE POWER!!"
Piggy turned to look at the fire moving nimbly across the trees. The black smoke rose from the chard tropical plants.
"dont treat me so sconrfully, I HAVE THE CONCH!"
there is nothing that can help him now.
The tumult from the croud of kids was over powering for piggy to handle. He felt so defeated. The fire was buring the trees out of control. The heat was incredible, Piggy was giving Ralph a baby face, and slowly glanced over to Jack and gave him a look that would over power any other look you could think of. Jack seemed to be invincible. Jack turned his head to look at Piggy. He turned away in fear.
Piggy srtoked the conch shell, irresistibly, he knew that it had some type of power to it. His mind was becoming warped around the shell. He was frightened at the sight of the fire climbing up the mountain, he nibbled on his finger nails.
" I hate Jack so much, he is so officious, he is always cuting me off, never letting me speak on my own. I HAVE THE CONCH, I HAVE THE POWER!!"
Piggy turned to look at the fire moving nimbly across the trees. The black smoke rose from the chard tropical plants.
"dont treat me so sconrfully, I HAVE THE CONCH!"
there is nothing that can help him now.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Blog 1-Black out, then what??
I looked out the window, and saw that we were over the ocean. I saw a green lush area coming towards us. there were many different kids on the plane. some a little older than me, and some younger, MUCH younger. I heard over the clamor from the engines, "we are dropping altitude, FAST!" I suddenly became very cold and started to quiver, not only from the coldness but from the fear of what was happening. I started to speculate weather I was going live any longer. I stared out the window, once more and everything started to blend together. Black spots came over my eyes, and I was gone.
"HMMM" I smelled bananas, and pineapple, and all different types of sweet fruits. I gazed at all of the other people on the plane and they had pallor looks upon their faces. I quickly started to unbuckle my belt and clamber out of the plane. I looked around and saw a jumbled mess of vines, and wild fruit plants surrounding me. When I looked into the dense jungle, the trees and vinse and floor plants were interposing any type of path, or way to get away from the burning plane.
Out from the jungle I could hear a strident sound, loud and clear. I began to navigate to it's direction. I thought to my self, I could eat a whole stake plus patatos, no...I could devour a horse! I was famished. I was grating through the lush and finally saw a sparkle from the lagoon, I saw many different kids, some that I recognized. I begane to hear a loud group of people coming from behind me.
I saw a bunch of older boys coming outof the jungle. they all walked vainly across the snow white sand. From what I saw they had decorous clothing on. colorful and interesting. I felt strong indignation for them. They had walked right in front of me and did not even spare a passing glance. this was just rude!
My time on this island will soonly be changed.
"HMMM" I smelled bananas, and pineapple, and all different types of sweet fruits. I gazed at all of the other people on the plane and they had pallor looks upon their faces. I quickly started to unbuckle my belt and clamber out of the plane. I looked around and saw a jumbled mess of vines, and wild fruit plants surrounding me. When I looked into the dense jungle, the trees and vinse and floor plants were interposing any type of path, or way to get away from the burning plane.
Out from the jungle I could hear a strident sound, loud and clear. I began to navigate to it's direction. I thought to my self, I could eat a whole stake plus patatos, no...I could devour a horse! I was famished. I was grating through the lush and finally saw a sparkle from the lagoon, I saw many different kids, some that I recognized. I begane to hear a loud group of people coming from behind me.
I saw a bunch of older boys coming outof the jungle. they all walked vainly across the snow white sand. From what I saw they had decorous clothing on. colorful and interesting. I felt strong indignation for them. They had walked right in front of me and did not even spare a passing glance. this was just rude!
My time on this island will soonly be changed.
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