Hello fellow peers, today I had a so-so day. The power went out and someone decided to spray a bad-smelling chemical in the hallway. Today in Mr. Rease's class I learned about formal and informal text. We also read a passage called ''The House''. The story was interesting because at the end of the passage we as a class came up with different predictions and assumptions of the story. One prediction about the story was, ''The house may get robbed''. This was an assumption because of all the luxurious things inside the house, the fancy appearance and the nice property of the house. In addition, another prediction was maybe '' what if someone wanted to buy or rent the house?'' This was also an assumption because of all the luxurious things inside the house, the fancy appearance and the nice property of the house. Furthermore, we learned the differences between formal and informal text. A formal text is when you are serious, not using 1s...
Hello peers today was a crazy day. Today in first period we started a new unit so we did ''define terms''. In second period we also started a new unit so we all took notes. Then in third period I took a test and i'm praying that I passed it. Right when I was transitioning from third period to fourth period there was a massive fight. I was so in shock and could't believe my eyes. Finally in fourth period we worked in the rhetorical device book and did exercises from out the book. A little while after we all hear ruckus coming from the hallway and we were all intrigued and wanted to know what was going on. ''Well what was going on ?'' you may ask... another fight. A fight in which parents were involved and all of the fights put together causing us to be on lock down. This is my reflection of today, ttyl.
Today in class we worked in groups. While in groups, we read a poem and analyzed it in different categories. My part in the group was to write a summary. The poem was called Mother to Son by Langston Hughes. The theme of the story was when times get hard keep pushing yourself. The mother in the poem was motivating her son to keep “climbing” through the struggles. This is my reflection of today, ttyl ✌🏽
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