Thursday, March 11, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk end
Pasted from
There is a place where the towpath ends
And before the canal begins,
And there the flowers are fragile and white,
And there sun shines orange bright,
And there the seagull takes a break from flight
To breathe in the flowery wind.
Let us leave this place where the boats pile up
And the locks rise and fall.
Past the dock where the algaes grow
Our boat will drift with a drift that is measured and slow
And watch where the mile-markers go
To the place where the canal ends.
Yes we'll drift with a drift that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the mile-markers go,
For the surveyors, they've marked, and the surveyors, they know
The place where the canal ends.
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk end
Pasted from
There is a place where the towpath ends
And before the canal begins,
And there the flowers are fragile and white,
And there sun shines orange bright,
And there the seagull takes a break from flight
To breathe in the flowery wind.
Let us leave this place where the boats pile up
And the locks rise and fall.
Past the dock where the algaes grow
Our boat will drift with a drift that is measured and slow
And watch where the mile-markers go
To the place where the canal ends.
Yes we'll drift with a drift that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the mile-markers go,
For the surveyors, they've marked, and the surveyors, they know
The place where the canal ends.
Friday, February 5, 2010
How to Improve my Essay Writing
I think the main thing I need to do to improve my essay writing, especially AP essays, is to write more. The time limit is tough, especially considering that we have to read the passages and then try to understand them and then write about them. If I can read and decipher the passages more quickly, then I should be able to write more on my essays. I would hope to be able to write conclusion paragraphs with the additional time.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
I carry around only three ID cards: my GA (Swiss train pass), my school ID from my school last year and my provisional ZIS student ID.
These ID cards, first of all, give a timeline of where I have recently lived. My ID from last year is from an American school, and my train pass and ID from this year show that I now live in Switzerland. The fact that I only have three cards also reveals that I don’t like clutter and don’t carry around unnecessary cards. They also tell people my age, name, grade I'm in and what I look like. The fact that I use public transport regularly also becomes evident from my train pass.
These ID cards, first of all, give a timeline of where I have recently lived. My ID from last year is from an American school, and my train pass and ID from this year show that I now live in Switzerland. The fact that I only have three cards also reveals that I don’t like clutter and don’t carry around unnecessary cards. They also tell people my age, name, grade I'm in and what I look like. The fact that I use public transport regularly also becomes evident from my train pass.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Thesis
Tim O’Brien shows the corrupting power of war through Norman Bowker’s feelings of regret, loneliness and contempt for the civilians who can’t relate to his experiences.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Letter Writing Assignment
Alexander
August 19, 2009
Dear Katie,
Let me start off by saying that I am very thankful that you took me and Stefan to Summerbreeze. I was so glad that we all had such a great time at the festival. It was really fortunate that we not only were able to see some bands we knew we liked, but we also discovered new bands which we will listen to going forward in our lives. Even the experience of camping out next to the car was enjoyable, and the memories there are as significant to me as the music is. Remember when we first got there and we received those black and grey wristbands that allowed us admission into the campground and concert area? I am still wearing mine, and I’ve chosen to keep on wearing it because I truly enjoy thinking about the good times we had there in Germany. When I notice it on my right wrist I remember when Stef and I caught drumsticks, our extremely hospitable campground neighbors, the people wearing ridiculous clothing and the crazy crowd antics.
It can be said that things that people carry around have an emotional ‘weight’ attached to them. My Summerbreeze wristband certainly has an emotional weight for me, but not one that is a burden at all. The fact that it allowed us admittance to one of the places where I’ve had the most fun in a while certainly gives it weight, but the fact that it symbolizes the link between us three is equally, if not more important to me. The time that you, Stefan and I spent talking, eating, sleeping, avoiding the worst of the bands, and even relaxing in the tent together truly made the three days we spent in Dinkelsbühl memorable. That’s why I continue to wear the wristband despite the fact that it no longer grants me admission anywhere: I truly enjoy remembering the experience that was Summerbreeze.
Sincerely,
Alexander Ely
August 19, 2009
Dear Katie,
Let me start off by saying that I am very thankful that you took me and Stefan to Summerbreeze. I was so glad that we all had such a great time at the festival. It was really fortunate that we not only were able to see some bands we knew we liked, but we also discovered new bands which we will listen to going forward in our lives. Even the experience of camping out next to the car was enjoyable, and the memories there are as significant to me as the music is. Remember when we first got there and we received those black and grey wristbands that allowed us admission into the campground and concert area? I am still wearing mine, and I’ve chosen to keep on wearing it because I truly enjoy thinking about the good times we had there in Germany. When I notice it on my right wrist I remember when Stef and I caught drumsticks, our extremely hospitable campground neighbors, the people wearing ridiculous clothing and the crazy crowd antics.
It can be said that things that people carry around have an emotional ‘weight’ attached to them. My Summerbreeze wristband certainly has an emotional weight for me, but not one that is a burden at all. The fact that it allowed us admittance to one of the places where I’ve had the most fun in a while certainly gives it weight, but the fact that it symbolizes the link between us three is equally, if not more important to me. The time that you, Stefan and I spent talking, eating, sleeping, avoiding the worst of the bands, and even relaxing in the tent together truly made the three days we spent in Dinkelsbühl memorable. That’s why I continue to wear the wristband despite the fact that it no longer grants me admission anywhere: I truly enjoy remembering the experience that was Summerbreeze.
Sincerely,
Alexander Ely
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Homework Due Aug 19
Alexander
August 18, 2009
What Jimmy Cross carries:
Can openers
Knives
Heat tabs
Watch
Dog tags
Mosquito repellent
Gum
Candy
Cigarettes
Salt
Kool-aid
Lighters/matches
Sewing kits
Military Payment Certificates
Rations
2-3 canteens of water
Steel helmet
Fatigue jacket/pants
Jungle boots
Flak jacket
Compress bandage
Plastic poncho
Love for Martha
Pictures of Martha
Compass
Maps
Code books
Binoculars
.45 cal pistol
Strobe light
Responsibility for his men
What Henry Dobbins carries
Can openers
Knives
Heat tabs
Watch
Dog tags
Mosquito repellant
Gum
Candy
Cigarettes
Salt
Kool-aid
Lighters/matches
Sewing kits
Military Payment Certificates
Rations
2-3 canteens of water
Steel helmet
Fatigue jacket/pants
Jungle boots
Flak jacket
Compress bandage
Plastic poncho
Extra rations: canned peaches in syrup over pound cake
M-60 Machine gun
10-15 pounds of ammo draped over his shoulders
Girlfriend’s pantyhose wrapped around his neck as a comforter
Black Flag Insecticide
August 18, 2009
What Jimmy Cross carries:
Can openers
Knives
Heat tabs
Watch
Dog tags
Mosquito repellent
Gum
Candy
Cigarettes
Salt
Kool-aid
Lighters/matches
Sewing kits
Military Payment Certificates
Rations
2-3 canteens of water
Steel helmet
Fatigue jacket/pants
Jungle boots
Flak jacket
Compress bandage
Plastic poncho
Love for Martha
Pictures of Martha
Compass
Maps
Code books
Binoculars
.45 cal pistol
Strobe light
Responsibility for his men
What Henry Dobbins carries
Can openers
Knives
Heat tabs
Watch
Dog tags
Mosquito repellant
Gum
Candy
Cigarettes
Salt
Kool-aid
Lighters/matches
Sewing kits
Military Payment Certificates
Rations
2-3 canteens of water
Steel helmet
Fatigue jacket/pants
Jungle boots
Flak jacket
Compress bandage
Plastic poncho
Extra rations: canned peaches in syrup over pound cake
M-60 Machine gun
10-15 pounds of ammo draped over his shoulders
Girlfriend’s pantyhose wrapped around his neck as a comforter
Black Flag Insecticide
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