Your mother is always right: always right.
When you wake up, you will make your bed and your room will be spotless. I
understand dad. You will eat breakfast every morning and you will cook it also.
After that you will finish stacking the wood. You will treat everyone with
respect and will never set a hand on a female. I understand dad. You will never touch any drugs and you are
allowed to drink when you are 21.You will be grateful for everything that is
given to you and will not be a brat. You will listen to everything I say. Make sure
you understand your actions in life are always a reflection of our last name.
You got this. I believe in you.
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Dialogue
The drunken middle brother of three
came speeding in the driveway, slamming on the breaks. He flung open the door
screaming up a storm. The youngest brother and his mother are sitting on the
couch watching a movie.
The mother jumped up worried and
said what in the heck are you doing?
The middle one yelled back I hate
that little shit!
The young one yelled back what in
the heck did I do now?
He said you called the cops?
Nope I didn’t!
Well then why are they here?
Because you are wasted and driving
your car!
The mother started yelling and
crying at the middle brother for driving drunk.
The cops started knocking at the
door. Which the young brother answered.
The cops said I’m looking for the
owner of this black car that’s parked in the driveway.
The middle brother stumbled to the
door and said I own that car is there a problem?
The cop replied yes you are under
arrest for driving under the influence.
The mother screamed with tears
running down her face. You can’t take my son!
The cop replied that we have too! He
hit a car and took off! The cops left with the middle son and he was charge
with hit and run!
The youngest brother said mom it’s
probably better that he’s with them because he was going to kill himself or
someone else.
The mother replied you’re probably
right.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Test Prep #2
True/ False Hyperbole is an exaggerated statement that is not intended to be taken for the truth.
heres
http://youtu.be/JfBMlvdzEo0
heres
http://youtu.be/JfBMlvdzEo0
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Test Prep
Lines of a poem that end in words that rhyme
A. End Rhyme
B.Eye Rhyme
C. Exact Rhyme
D. Rhyme Scheme
Heres a video that helped me understand End Rhyme
http://youtu.be/5kG93n5J0JE
A. End Rhyme
B.Eye Rhyme
C. Exact Rhyme
D. Rhyme Scheme
Heres a video that helped me understand End Rhyme
http://youtu.be/5kG93n5J0JE
Monday, February 11, 2013
howl
I saw the minds of my generation being brainwashed by teachers,
professors, and bias media,
Who expect everything to be handed to them from some
government social program, feeling entitled to anything and everything,
Who have no idea of the meaning of hard work, thanks to
pathetic parenting,
I saw the minds of my generation intrigued with their
iphones, designer clothes, and “nice rides,” (all charged to mommy and daddy’s
credit card.)
Who don’t think deeply about anything, afraid to stand for
anything for fear of offending someone else.
Who sit and watch as our country continues to be buried in debt.
I witnessed the minds of my generation forget what our
country was founded on, forget about morals, forget about standards, and forget
what is important.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
Sestina
Words can’t describe the pain
I couldn’t speak for days
It all happened so quickly
And there was no one to blame
I was only a boy
Not ready for real life
Now it would be a different life
But it would not stop the pain
Where was that boy
I counted the days
Was God to blame
If only I could escape quickly
People found out quickly
They tried to help our life
And explained that fate was to blame
I tried to hide the pain
It all dragged on for days
I wouldn’t wish that on any boy
What would you expect from a boy
With a world that changed to quickly
Things got better after many days
I question everything in life
And watched my brothers evade the pain
They thought they were to blame
I’m not sure why they took the blame
Surly no one could fault a boy
Still no one understood such pain
It was my mother that stood strong so quickly
My example of how to live my life
She was there through all the days
It seems so long since those days
I finally see no one is to blame
I can handle this life
No longer a boy
I grew so quickly
Accepting the pain
My days progress with only periodic pain
Forgiveness overpowered blame but not quickly
Life and death something I learned as a boy
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