I think that Hero is a good book to read. To me, the book is a tale about a boy named Shawn who has a hard time with his school work and has a mom that is a idiotic drunk and a dad that is never around. When Shawn gets suspended he has to go to community service at Mr.H's farm for running from the cops when it was past his curfew. One night when Shawn came home from working at the farm, his mom stopped him because she wanted half of his pay but when he exclaimed to her it was community service and not a job she knocked Shawn out. When Shawn came to he ran away to Mr.H's farm. After a week, Shawn and Mr.Hassler went down to the hospital to see Shawn's mom who was suffering from a kidney failure. That is all I have read but I really want to see what the ending is.

Have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you were in a different body or if you had a past life? I had a dream about that once. I was living in the time that Columbus Sailed the ocean to find The New Land. It was really strange because his crew was being attacked by a giant sea monster. When he got to The New Land he realized that there were people living there and they had a yummy feast, or maybe that’s when I feel asleep in second grade. But hey what do I know I had a dream that I was adopted by zombies.

The wiki we did for the poetry project was very challenging and hard. I got really confused and I commented on what I have done, but the group didn't comment that much on what they completed. The hardest part was the photo story because I had to find the pictures that would actually load and were appropriate for the site. Overall, this project was a hard, challenging assignment that was also enjoyable at some times, I hope we never do an assignment like that again.    

Cells, they are here, why?

More than one nucleus, nuclei.

Smaller than a baby.

Smaller than an atom, maybe.

Cells, they are here, but why?

Maybe it’s the nuclei.

In ancient Greece, men and women would worship their gods and godesses. Sparta was a military state and at age seven young boys would leave there homes to live in barracks while training for war.

In class we did tongue twisters and other stuff that was phsical challenges. It was fun and the group that I was in came in first for the first two events. The sad part about it was that Sparta was ahead of everyone and we were trying to beat them but it was very hard to catch up. Over all it was very fun and I hope we do something like it again.

I choose to write about the three ghosts that lived in my old house for this blog.              

One night I had stayed up late watching TV downstairs because the one in my room was broken, anyway I got tired and went to bed, while I was going up the stairs I looked down and I saw this dark, tall shadow  walking ‘til it vanished into the wall. After that had happened I ran up the stairs to my room, locked the door and feel asleep.

A month had pasted and I was playing in the basement, until I saw a short figure of a person come out of my brothers’ and walked slowly towards me. It scared me so bad that I had tell someone that our house is haunted by two ghosts, so I told my parents, they didn’t believe me, so I told my brothers too, they didn’t believe, so I told my friend and she told me that she would help me get over my “problem”. So she came over one day and we went in the basement and tried to talk to the ghost down there and it said “get out” with a loud voice, so that’s what we did, we ran out of there and watched TV to get our mind off of it.

A few years later we were going to move and I saw another ghost come in at midnight. It looked bet up and gory, so I went to my room and I never saw it again.