OPEN SESAME

You have entered Hana's and Wyatt's blog which express how we have progressed in our reading and writing. If you are wondering who I am, I'm the little guy in Wyatt's head.This reflection will discuss the different experiences we had in writing and reading. They will take about some personal things and be very truthful about what they say. They will talk about funny and embarrassing stuff that has happen to them. I hope you enjoy thig blog or else there will be some consequences but we will talk about that later :). Don't forget to check out the big essay about their big question. Don't be afraid to leave comments becuase we would like to know what you are thinking, but mostly leave some comments about me, the little guy.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Land of the Hidden and A Crime

Land of the Hidden
Where, oh, where could those
Mysterious creatures be.
Hidden far away.
A Crime
With a tilt of guilt,
I just ate the last cookie,
which was not for me.

Cars

Cars are
long
short
fast
slow
big
small
A lot of things make up a car.
From it's big goofy doors
to it's engine that roars,
From the nickles and dims
under the seat
to the messy people,
who can't eat
from the oil leaks
to the alarm that beeps.
And don't we all love the
smell of the gasoline.
SHOOT! I know I don't
makes it seem like this
car needs a air fresher machine
but, what really makes it is the
people that drive it.
And that's what makes up a car.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Our Improvements Outside of School

Well one thing we know for sure is that, a fictional improvement for Wyatt is that he doesn't give his crushes cards with anything in them no more. From experience in first grade (this is fictional), Wyatt gave a girl a card and she ended up eating it but inside the card was a plastic gold, heart ring which she ate as well. Her parents got made but she was able to use her digestive system and get it out. Now Wyatt is trying really hard not to give a girl a present inside a card, he is just a giving person he can't help it. Ok lets talk about the non-fiction life of Wyatt. I am not on a sports team but I have grown in my skill in a sport called Handball. The way I have done this is by staying focus on the sport and practicing it when ever I can. Some of the things I do when people try to discourage me, is not listening to them but hearing what they say just makes me practices more.


Ever since Hana moved to New York, she has become more independent and has more resposibitlies. She has to make sure when her younger sister is walking somewhere she is safe, she has to I walk to school without her mother :), and goes to the grocery shop alone to get something the house needs. One of her biggest achievements so far is riding the subway alone to go to her high school, which she hasn't been to before unless you count standing outside the door to it. She did all this by herself. First it was nerve racking to go do this all by herself but when it was over and when she was riding the subway she didn't feel so nerve racking as she did before.

Everyone grows in some way and it doesn't have to be about your school growth, it could be in a sport, some club, or maybe even height wise. No matter what you are always learning something new everyday that will help you grow into a better human being.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Why Do People Come to America? Is it Worth it for Them and for Us?

"Gold". I'd be rich. What if Josh was wrong, is there really streets paved with gold in America? He could be kidding, how my family would be happy to be wealthy. Josh's family was leaving to night by boat, leaving to America."Harvey, go clean Mr. Rogers wagon now!" Harvey got up from his straw bed to go clean Mr. Roger's wagon.
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The door opens and closes as Jackie's father comes home. He puts his coat away and the smell of potato cream soup roams around the room. Jakie and her two little brothers come running toward their father.
"So papa , how much money did you make today?" Jakie asked.
"Well Jacqueline, today was an upsetting amount. Each week I earn less and less money then what I was first getting." Her father responded.
"Well, then what are you going to do about it?" She challenged him.
"We are moving. Moving to America." Her father concluded.
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When my my father could not take it, he tried to leave. After hearing about Josh's family making it to America, Josh sending me a letter about how great it was, and he also gave me a coin which he earned. My father wanted a chance for a better life, he didn't want me to work for Mr. Rodgers and cleaning his stuff my whole life. So now my family is packing up our possessions to leave in the middle of the night, the whole family quitting, no longer working for Mr. Rodgers. We didn't have much belongings and I'm the only child so getting all of us and the stuff on the boat wasn't hard for us.
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Ellis Island, full of immigrants all over but mostly Europe, were around getting off boats and getting ready to pass through. Two families from Italy that just unloaded themselves off of boats were Harvey's family and Jackie's family. Now arriving to America deciding to live in New York for both economic opportunity and stories about America being the Golden Land. Jackie was holding her brother's hands so they won't run off while her mother held their belongings and her father took care of the papers to pass through Ellis Island.
Harvey was sitting on the floor with his family's belongings while his parents organized their papers. Harvey spotted a Italian girl who came out of the same boat as him struggling to control her two younger brothers as they wanted to run near the boats. She was yelling at them to behave themselves, Harvey wanted to help her but he was too shy and didn't want to leave his belongings unattended.
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As they settled in their new home (New York) in tenements they were adjusting and also assimilating in. Harvey lived in the same tenement as Josh but both Harvey and Jackie lived in Little Italy where it was more like home and easy to communicate with each other. They both have to start school soon to help out their parents speak English but as they settled in a question started coming up in their minds: Is it worth it to move to America?
Living conditions in tenements were horrible. During the summer it was really hot but in all seasons it was always dirty. There was only one bathroom for the whole tenement and there was very small space, one to two bedrooms for each family, so families with a lot of members were cramped in their living spaces. Both of Harvey's and Jackie's father were working but still getting little pay from work so Harvey and Jackie were working too (child labor). Getting jobs was hard because the "native" people in America wanted the immigrants out. Families of Harvey and Jackie lived in America from generation to generation (to modern times) never going back to their homelands to live.




In today's world people are still coming over here to America either for a new start in their lives, an opportunity to be successful, have a better education, because their relatives live here, or for more freedom such as artistically. But was it really worth it back then for the immigrants to come and for us now?

If you think about it, it was hard settling in and earning money (no streets were paved with gold) but did these immigrants leave back to their homelands? Most of them did not. And if you look around at the people near you, they are all from different races. Without immigrants how do you see the world today? Without immigrants America would not be as a great of a country it has become. Without immigrants we might not be here today because most of America's people are made up of immigrants ( even if you are an U.S. citizen, your ancestors or early relatives were probably immigrants). No one exactly living in America right now or back then is truly a real American you can say, because you know how the Native Americans were the first people living on America before the Europeans started to find America. Well, in some history it says that Native Americans didn't originate from America but more from some where between Iraq or Africa and then they traveled through Asia to Canada and down, from an ice bridge. So to say, the answer to: was it really worth it coming to America has to be yes.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Writing With A Inside Helper

Writing, for me that was simple, but when I came to the 8 grade I got a rude awakening. I found out that what I thought writing was and what it really was. A teacher of mine named Mr. Locker made me write so much to the point that I hated it, before I use to like writing, I would do it for fun,"NOT NO MORE". This year I think was the most interesting year of writing I have ever had. I have learned so much from my teacher. Now I'm able to write a successful sentence or paragraph. When I started Mr. Locker's class you see could that I needed a lot of help. Their was a lot of words I did not know like transition words and prepositions. Now I know what these words are and where they are needed. I have also learned the purpose of these words.


One little thing you might find kind of weird or scary is that when I'm writing I have a little person in my head that reads over what I wrote as I go. It is like a self check system or like your conscience that guides you, I have never gave it a name, so it is not like I talk to him. The reason that I have him is so that I am sort of not the only person reading my writing. So through out this school year I have improved a lot in my writing and my self check systems. I have really appreciated what my teacher has taught me and will not forget it. So now in the future you can be sure of one thing; that what I write will be something you will want to read.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Writing, Writing, Writing, Typing?

Writing. I have been writing for the most of my life, it's like when you hit kindergarten or it might be first grade, from then on you are writing everyday. Surely, my writing has improved over the years of school because each year I learn how to do something new. From sloppy letters, small/easy words and sentences, to whole paragraphs that turn into essays. And this as my last year of middle school I have learned more to writing. The learning just never ends, not even writers are perfect at writing that's why they have editors or they edit their writing themselves.

So to say, eighth grade has a great impact on my writing. A good impact though. I've learned a lot this past year to how to write better in essays and paragraphs. One of the very most important and useful things I've learned to writing paragraphs and essays is transition words. That was the next step I had to take, to include transition words. They make your essays sound more intelligent. It lets the reader know if you are continuing on a subject or changing/transitioning to another subject. Some transition words/phrases are: however, also, or as a result e.t.c. We had to practice using these words for our state tests so we could get a four or something higher than a two. While I was practicing I would sometimes forget to even use some transition words so I'd feel silly I forgot. This method of transition words is coming with me to high school for essays.

Now a days, I have really enjoyed writing, so for projects if I have to do an essay I wouldn't really dread doing the writing part I might actually be looking forward to doing it. This is probably why I'm thinking of being a writer when I grow up (one of my possible careers), possibly writing novels if my imagination is good enough. However, as for the look of my writing, it has to be improved. It is sloppy and sometimes hard to read, I wonder how my teachers feel when they have to read something I wrote. Hehe. Yes, sometimes my capitalized J may trick people into thinking it's a 5 or a S (I really intended it to be a J). But it's the future now and there's something called typing and printing on computers so no need to worry (to anyone who needs to read about anything I typed). I just know that writing will stick with me forever either if it's writing a book or permission for my child for school. I also know that I'm not done learning how to write so my writing improvements will increase (such as my grammar).

Thursday, June 11, 2009

The Book Life of Hana

Eighth grade has been a fantastic year for me. I studied hard and did well on my projects. But that wasn't just what I did. I also have been reading much more than I have ever did in each of my school years. I really never expected to read 25 books this whole year or 50. But when I was told we had to read 50 books by the end of the year I knew I had to read a lot or else I would never be able to finish reading 50 books. Like from my old school it was probably 5 books each quarter so I didn't read much. But here, I must read 30 minutes a day or more so I am able to read 50 books by the end of the year. Then I had to write journals every day in 8th grade, reflecting on what I just read. Then at the end of the term I must write an essay about two books I like, why I liked them, and reflect on it as well. It sounds like a lot and torturous but it's actually pretty fun. Being in this humanities class with Mr. Locker teaching has made reading a different experience.

After eighth grade in UNMS humanities you look at reading differently. I use to just read (enjoy it) and then write an essay about it but now I focus more on the book. It's not only for entertainment or because schools say you have to read (my opinion). You know how some people don't read at all because they are to busy or just don't like reading but others love reading; so I always thought reading was just for entertainment but it's more than that and I realized this now (8th grade). I focus more on the characters, how they feel, the author's purpose of writing this and that, and I notice that book titles are a big part of the meaning of the books. Now books have meanings to me, it's just not for me to enjoy from but also learn from; I have to figure out what the author is trying to tell me. That's what so interesting about books. It's like the author has something important to say but instead of straight forward telling it, they make it more interesting by weaving it into a story (fiction books). But I have to admit, sometimes it's hard to figure out what the author is getting at. The first time I really realized book titles had a big part in the meaning of books, was when I was reading "Speak" (by Laurie Halse Anderson), because the girl (Melinda) had a problem that she kept to herself, the problem was caused by a boy at her school. She never told anyone but towards the end she started telling people about what happened to her and when the boy who did something to her tried to do something to her again, she was able to speak and tell him no; she was able to escape from him. Then I interpreted that the title meant Melinda was able to finally speak and stop what the boy was doing, overcome the problem she was keeping to herself and tell others what happened to her.


Reading also gives me ideas. What I mean by this is that if you have a certain problem there's always advice in what to do. Like maybe an article of how to cook something or if you have a family problem you could find a book about a person going through the same thing and see how they overcame it so you got an idea on what to do. For instance, I was online on MSN Messenger when I go to see what's new in this box that tells me about famous people, tips on stuff, and news. I click on an interesting article that catches my attention. It's pretty embarrassing but it's tips for teen girls on flirting or something between those lines. You see, it was for future references to know what do to in certain situations. I asked my friend to read it but she wasn't interested in reading it and getting tips. So you see reading to many people has different meanings to them.
Eighth grade has made me enjoy books the most in my life. Every time I finish a book, I feel like I have accomplished something good it makes me very happy. I will tell my mom how I love books and then ask if or tell her I want to go to a book store. My favorite book store in New York is Strand. Cheap, good quality books. They have it nice and neat in genres and in alphabetical order by authors' last names, I believe, for half the price. I'm able to find books I really enjoy which I never heard of or thought of finding such as a fantasy book called "Hollow Kingdom" ( by Clare B. Dunkle, which really got me into fantasy). Another thing I like about books from Strand is finding stuff left in the books from people who owned the books. I don't throw it away, it's like a kind of treasure someone forgot (hope that doesn't sound weird). Come to think of it, it could tell you what sort of person read the book you are reading. Other than Strand it has to be the library. But it's a pain that you have to go back and return the book especially if it's late there's a fee. It just causes you to walk more so you feel like you just want to own the book (especially if it was a good book) but others might want to read it and you will have to pay for the book. If books are good, I just want to read them ASAP because suspense builds up on me to know what will happen next; sometimes I try reading in class when I'm waiting around but later I'm told to put the book away. And sometimes when I go out to eat or go visit my Aunt, I will bring my book along to read. But in restaurants I try to read as much as I can because I don't want to be rude to the person I'm eating with and not strike up a conversation.
I will never stop reading if it's a book or a newspaper e.t.c. I'm glad for my ability to read because back in the old days or to those who can't get an education now they may not be able to read and probably would like to learn. Reading will will stick with me until the end of my life.