poem

Love is less compared to a heart than a mountain
Where a heart takes two
it soon ends
but a mountain follows in a true path
two do not separate
all stay together

There are flat easy times
and hard ones as you go
theres arguments on which path
and conclusions in the end

There are cold bitter times
the longer you go
but you must keep going
to see whats at the top
to see and believe that this may work

and through all that time it comes to this
you reach it now and see
the land that lay beneath
and then you go
on the hard yet easy fall

Where things become more beautiful
and easy on the way
there are some bitter days
yet liter ones come
but soon you reach the flat valley below
Not to split up
but to keep going on your journey
to find the next

Reading times

2 hours

LOTF- 1:30

The Fault in Our Stars- 30

Blog prompt

Pretend that you were sent to the future or the past. Describe what it is like there. What things happen. Whats  different? A good way to do this would to write it as a journal entry.

I woke up to a pounding in my head. I felt a rush of tired ness go over me. What happened? Only a second ago I was in Dr. Vicks office working on that device of his. I sat up. The dirt road that I lay on stretched over the mountain top. Down below lay a giant log bridge and a small town. Where am I? 

"It more like when." A voice coming from behind spoke. The man with the voice was one of my colleges. A helper on the TTP. Time traveling project. "The experiment it worked I believe. Were not in the lab any more." If it did work than were were we?

Later that day 

It took about an hour to get down to the bridge, and figure out where we were. Then once we got up to the city it was obvious. We were in the renaissance. The buildings of the town weren't as high as the ones we were used to. Most of them were mad of stone or wood. The windows were made of a more wavy glass due to it being hand made. When you first walked it to the town small shops and booths lined the street. Towards the back lay the houses. In the center of the town was a big rock fountain. Gard's walked up and down the street. Some were stationed at random arias. Women walked around with strait backs in mutable styles of cossets. Children ran around playing with wooden swards and other items. 

Nursery rhymes

The other day my fried Eleanor and I were doing what we usually do sometimes, witch is to sit down and watch youtube videos on one of our favorite comedians Tim Hawkings. He is just this really really funny guy. And we watch these episode on nursery rhymes. As I was watching it the thought went through my mind this is so funny but so true. Heres how it goes.

Tim Hawkins: "When you think about it music is weird. music is weird from the time were born. Our parents would sing these crazy lullabies to these kids. Have you listened to some of the words in these songs. No wonder were out of our minds........ I mean have you herd rock a by bay. Listen to the words in it. Rock a by baby in the tree tops...... Does that not weird anybody out here. The babies in a TREE! It dosen't bother you. When the wind blows the cradle will rock. When the bow breaks the cradle will fall..... AND DOWN WILL COME BABY CRADLE AND ALL. We knead to cll child protective services on these parents. I mean the babies in a TREE! Afford a baby sitter don't put them in a tree. Remember hush little baby did you ever listen to that. Hush little baby don't say a word mamas gonna by you a mocking bird........ Wait am I hearing you correctly if i shut up i get a bird.... Go on. And if that bird ' sing mamas gonna by you a diamond ring... wait let me get this one. If I kill the bird I get bling bling.. And if that ring turns brass mamas gonna by you a looking glass. and if that looking glass gets broke mamas gonna by you a billy goat.... so were in Kentucky now. when does the father step in, hush little baby don't you see mamas gonna knead a little therapy. I mean we had some of the dumbest songs growing up like what did they mean. Jimmy cracked corn and I don't care.Jimmy cracked corn and I don't care.Jimmy cracked corn and I don't care. Well if you don't care why did you write the stupid song. I don't think Jimmy corn is to happy about his cracking corn job. Now I bet if Jimmy was on crack then you would care allot about him then. like old Mick Donald. Old Mick Donald had a far e i e i o. Well old Mick Donald was dislecsic o i e i e. Old Mick Donald had one of everything he had a cow, he had a horse he had a moos. Sounds like an under achiever to me. " 

Class survival

If our class was really stuck on an island for days or weeks or months the beginning mite not have started so smoothly but then it would act out the same. In the beginning we may be more cyanotic, scared, worried it would be a lot of hubbub. However then once we all get our thoughts together and really realize the situation it mite play out how it was in class. We would pick a leader. Set down our mane priorities food, water, and shelter then split off into groups and get those done. Then we would probably complicate things over time. Like the  first nights shelter may be some hammocks. But maybe a weak or two into it we may be living in trees you never know. I think we would manage our supplies well, leadership, and organization. However we are defiantly going to be challenged with enough water for everyone and food.

Reading log

4 hours
- rough draft
-the fault in our stars
- LOTF

Reading log

This weak I have still ben reading The Fault in Our Stars, and Ive ben doing a lot of work on the literacy narrative.

Reading log.

Reading- 1:3o
Other : 1:30