Reflection: Seventh Grade

When I first arrived in August, I expected to have a fun and easy school year. After all, that’s what all of my school years have been like and I heard many people say that seventh grade was the best year of middle school. But I soon realized that this was the year when school is going to be challenging when I walked out of first period without the same cheerful feeling as usual. By October my life was filled with problems like Region Auditions for Orchestra and keeping up with my math grades. Eventually I figured out that seventh grade will become easier over time. My grades were gradually getting better as the year progressed. My science grade went up by 6 points and I was doing well in English too. In seventh grade, I learned:

  • School will not be easy forever. You are bound to be challenged.
  • Whatever you’re teachers told you to prepare for next year, like to work harder on your Writer’s Notebook, they’re not lying, so prepare for it.
  • Always be organized with your work, or else you might get bad grades.
  • As the year comes to a close, I hope to learn from all of my flaws in seventh grade and prepare to perfect them in eighth grade. If I had to do it over again, I would definitely work harder and study more for tests. I don’t always get a 100. My advice for next year’s seventh graders: Be prepared.

    Chances for leadership

    In my school, there are quite a few chances for leadership. You can be a WEB leader, for example. A WEB leader is basically someone who gives a tour of the school and a few tips about doing well in school. Now, personally, I wouldn’t choose to be one. It isn’t like I think it’s a bad idea, I am just not that good of a speaker. Another leadership option is Student Council. This is basically elections for things like President and Vice President. Again, I would not like to this either because I don’t think that I make the best choices. You can also be a leader if you have good experience of something. If you are a high chair of a music class, the good player on a sports team, or just a smart person in your class, you can instruct a person of a lower class how to do something or just help them with something else. I often do this with my friends or classmates who have trouble with something. In the end, I would help with simple things, but I don’t think I have the potential to be a major leader.

    My Favorite Poem

    Casey at the Bat by Ernest Lawrence Thayer

    The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day: The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play, And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same, A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

    A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest Clung to the hope which springs eternal in the human breast; They thought, “If only Casey could but get a whack at that— We’d put up even money now, with Casey at the bat.”

    But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake, And the former was a hoodoo, while the latter was a cake; So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat, For there seemed but little chance of Casey getting to the bat.

    But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all, And Blake, the much despised, tore the cover off the ball; And when the dust had lifted, and men saw what had occurred, There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third.

    Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell; It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell; It pounded on the mountain and recoiled upon the flat, For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.

    There was ease in Casey’s manner as he stepped into his place; There was pride in Casey’s bearing and a smile lit Casey’s face. And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat, No stranger in the crowd could doubt ’twas Casey at the bat.

    Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt; Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt; Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip, Defiance flashed in Casey’s eye, a sneer curled Casey’s lip.

    And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air, And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there. Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped— “That ain’t my style,” said Casey. “Strike one!” the umpire said.

    From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar, Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore; “Kill him! Kill the umpire!” shouted someone on the stand; And it’s likely they’d have killed him had not Casey raised his hand.

    With a smile of Christian charity great Casey’s visage shone; He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on; He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the dun sphere flew; But Casey still ignored it and the umpire said, “Strike two!”

    “Fraud!” cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered “Fraud!” But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed. They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain, And they knew that Casey wouldn’t let that ball go by again.

    The sneer is gone from Casey’s lip, his teeth are clenched in hate, He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate; And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go, And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey’s blow.

    Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright, The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light; And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout, But there is no joy in Mudville—mighty Casey has struck out.

     This is my favorite poem, Casey at the Bat. I have to admit that I was never even interested in poetry before we started the poetry unit in school. This was the first poem we started with, and a mighty good choice too. I started really appreciating the poems that we are learning about. I found this one to be my favorite. This poem showed a brand new story (at least it was at the time it was made) about a baseball player who loses his touch. There was enough amazing imagery and clever writing to make a great poem. I also like how the ending is bad, but in a sort of funny way. Overall, this poem is awesome and it is currently my favorite.

    Did You Know Facts #1

    Welcome to the first Did You Know Facts post. I have decided to make one of these for every month or two, so you won’t be seeing them too often. Basically, it is a bunch of facts that I have learned over the past until the time I publish the post. Without further ado, here they are.

    Did You Know…

  • If you made a wall with the names of every single person who died in the Civil War written on it just like in the Vietnam War, it would ten times bigger than Vietnam War wall.
  • If you manage to open your eyes while you sneeze, your eyes would pop out of their sockets.
  • There is more germs on a laptop keyboard than there is in a toilet.
  • Horses and rats can’t vomit.
  • A male seahorse carries the baby instead of female.
  • More people die from vending machines than sharks every year.
  • Millions of tons of toxic waste is produced during the making of Greek Yogurt.
  • Super Mario Bros. singlehandedly saved the gaming industry.
  • A can of diet Coke will float in water while regular Coke will sink.
  • When a penny is thrown from the Empire State Building, it will be worth less than one full cent due to deflation.
  • Why Watching TV is Useless

    “So, son, what have you been doing for the last few hours?”
    “Um… Watching TV…”
    “So you didn’t do homework?! Well, I supposed you at least learned something from this.”
    “Well… Not Exactly…”
    Wow! Watching TV sure is useless.

    First of all, TV wastes your time. What if you were flooded with homework and you needed every second of your time for studying. You decide to go downstairs to get a sip of water, but then you see the TV. The latest episode of The Simpsons is on. You decide to watch one episode and get back to your homework, but you end up watching for hours and you haven’t finished any of your work. You should probably watch after you finish your homework. As you can see, TV can use up your important time.

    Furthermore, TV uses up your time by ruining your eyes. After watching a consecutive amount of TV per day, your vision starts changing. One day you can see the goofy face of Homer Simpson, the next you just a yellow blur. At that point, you should schedule your meeting with the eye doctor immediately because you need glasses. This is the reason I have to wear these annoying spectacles that slip up and down my face and makes me near blind when taking them off. TV will most definitely give you the need of eye care.

    TV can be fun for most people, but is your idea of fun sitting in a chair all day with drool leaking out your mouth while your vision slowly starts to decay? I think not. Always try different activities in life, for it will you give you a fresh taste of the world around you. Hmm, what should I do next? I think I’ll read a book, or play fetch with my dog, or hang out with my friends. Oh well, it doesn’t matter, as long as it’s not watching TV…

    Super Mario 3-D World

    In one of my previous posts, I had mentioned that the game Super Mario 3-D World is not a game I would have wanted to play. I said this mainly because of the fact that it seemed like another Nintendo sequel and the way it was advertised. I guess that I was wrong about this game. In fact, I think that is the most fun Wii U game that I have.
    Let me start with the plot of the game. The story is that Bowser has kidnapped a bunch of weird fairies to do something (I have no idea what he is up to yet…). I know it sounds weird, and it is, but the game makes up for it. You can play as four different characters, Mario, Luigi, Toad, and even Peach. Each of these characters has there own special abilities. The levels are absolutely amazing compared to any of the side scrolling game I have seen. Although you could technically call this a 3-D platformer, it has more of a New Super Mario Bros. style to it as well. Anyways, the levels in this game take a unique style and make the levels a lot more fun. For example, I was not a big fan of desert levels or haunted mansions before, but this game makes those levels seem just as amazing as the others.
    There are a few faults with this game that keep it from being my favorite Mario game. First of all, since the characters have their special abilities, they are not equal when it comes to using them. This meaning that some of the characters are not the most useful-ability wise. The best being Luigi in my opinion for best skill and my personally favorite character. Second, this game is actually very easy. You start out with a two-hit kill instead of one, ruining the challenge of having to earn your way back to the position of extra power. However, they add the challenge of having to collect three green stars and a stamp per level. Some of them are in places that you would never expect them to be.
    In the end, I would this game is excellent and would give it a 4.5 out of 5 stars on a review. If you have a Wii U, and don’t have this game yet, I highly recommend that you get it.


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    My 13th Birthday

    On January 20, 2014, I officially turned 13 years old. This age is one of the marking points in your life, for this age is when you can do stuff you couldn’t have done before. I no longer have to change the date of my birthday on my e-mail just so I can access it without the site bugging me about it. I no longer have to feel guilty about watching a PG-13 movie because I’m not 13. I can officially call myself a “teenager” and I can do so much more. Although this is a very phenomenal age, I have to say that I did not exactly celebrate it in a phenomenal way. My birthday party was-in a nutshell-lunch and a movie with a couple of my friends. I didn’t exactly watch a movie at a theater, though. Instead, I decided to keep it simple and rent a movie of my friends choice. I kind of liked the simple birthday party idea. But this wasn’t my first choice of a party, though. I thought about going to Main Event for the second time, but that seemed a little too childish. After all, 13 is considered to be the age of a man in some cultures. Paintball was suggested by mom, and that seemed like a good idea, but I realized a flaw for it. I’ve never tried paintball, but I have heard from people who have. From what I heard, you get huge red marks on your skin from paintballs. I didn’t know if that was really true, but I didn’t want to risk having a big red mark on my back as a birthday present. That was all my options, so I decided to keep my party nice and simple. Anyways, I hope that after the age of 13, I’ll be able to make it through the awkward stages of being a teenager. If you haven’t had your 13th birthday, then I hope you spend yours in an excellent way. I sure enjoyed mine.

    Black Blood Story Part 1

    James Tilderwhite was a sad boy. Ever since his mother was presumed dead, he has never been the same. It has been exactly 2 years and 364 days since his loss, and he has not gotten over it. When he was 9 years old, his mother had gone to Freewaters, British Columbia, Canada, a small town that she grew up in, to take care of her sick grandmother. Her grandmother had this unidentified condition which doctors temporarily called Sang Noir. They had called it that because it means Black Blood in French. Apparently when the doctors checked her blood, they found not a red fluid, but a black one. She was in the I.C.U. and the top case for research. Her grandmother was not cured and still remains ill today. Anyways, James’s mom sailed on a ship to and fro Canada. When coming back, well, she had never come back. Other passengers got out just fine, but she was the only one who was missing on the boat. They had presumed her dead after a couple of weeks and dug her grave. James knew better, though. He knew that she was out there somewhere. He took his old bike from his garage and rode to his mom’s grave. He saw the pale stone saying “R.I.P Amanda Tilderwhite 1976-2010.” Staring at her grave, he had tears in his eyes.
    “I miss you mom. I miss the good old days. Ricky, Dad, and I can barely survive. We’re all incomplete without you. Dad’s gone crazy and he frightens me with every sound coming from his mouth. I just can’t take care of him anymore!” James cried. His Dad doesn’t leave out of his house. He doesn’t have a job, in fact, all he does is sit in his room saying ” Amanda… Amanda… Where are you, Amanda…” and stuff like that. Ricky was James’s 10 year-old brother whom he cared for very much. James’s first priority was to get food for Ricky and Dad, then himself. James and Ricky get their food from their neighbors, Carson and Amy Thompson. They are like family to them, and they basically raise them and give them money to pay rent for their house. They only hope that he will get through his life safely. James pressed his hand together and prayed “Please come back, Mom. Give me a signal,” He biked back to his house to pick up Ricky and went to the Thompsons to get dinner.
    “Hey James! Hey Ricky! You know what time it is! Enchilada time!” exclaimed Mr. Thompson.
    “And here’s some Icees to go along with it!” cheered Mrs. Thompson. They put the enchiladas in a box and gave it to them.
    “Thanks Mr. Thompson and you too, Mrs. Thompson,” James said. “Gee, I’ve been thinking… Since you take care of us so well, we’d like to invite you over to the grave tomorrow to pray for our mother.”
    “We’ll gladly come to support you both,” Mr. Thompson said. Then James and Ricky biked back to their house. “Poor boys, they deserve better than what they have.”
    James went straight to bed after his dinner. He was tired and wasn’t exactly happy for tomorrow. That night he dreamt of all the things he had missed before 3 years ago. Playing football with his sane father, giving his mom a special bundle of flowers for Mother’s Day, and taking care of baby Ricky. Then he remembered the moment when his mother was departing to Freewaters. He was talking in his sleep,” Don’t go, Mom! Stay with us and let us live a normal life.” Then with a jolt, he woke up. He decided to get over his nightmare with a glass of water. He went down to the kitchen and heard a rocking noise coming from the fridge. He opened it slowly and saw a flash of light that burst out of there and knocked James down. Looking up, he saw a figure in the light.
    “That figure looks familiar… No, it can’t be, it’s just to good to be true!” he thought. Then he shouted with question “Mom??!!”

    To be continued…

    Hypnosis Video

    This video is only to be watched when you are at home or any other place in which you are not busy for an hour. This effects of this video can last up to one hour. If you are at school and you finish watching this video, you will not be able to take things seriously and you will most likely get in trouble. Without further ado, here is the video. And also ignore the thing that says to watch hypnotic induction, please.

    Did it work? Comment and tell me please.

    Why Mario is a Cool Character

    A lot of people know who Mario is. In fact, I think every one knows who he is (at least if they know video games). A lot of people my age like games like Call of Duty: Black Ops II and Halo, but don’t give Mario a chance. I ‘m not saying that all of you hate Mario. In fact, many people don’t. Sure, I mean, it looks like a game that three-year olds would play compared to first-person shooters, but that doesn’t mean that Mario isn’t a strong guy. Now, I’m not saying that you should like Mario, I just think you should give him a chance. So just hear me out.

    Mario is extremely fast. In the game, there are enemies called bullet bills (if you didn’t know). They are basically life-size bullets with faces that shoot out of a cannon. Now when you play Mario Bros., they are very slow compared to Mario’s running speed, making him faster than the speed of sound. Now, if Mario is faster than a bullet, then I can probably conclude that they have slowed the game down enough so that you could see Mario move. Imagine at its original speed! Also, compared to first-person shooter characters, who have a limited run, Mario can infinitely run in his game (it’s best not to though because you could lose control).

    Mario is super powerful. His shoes have gone through so much weariness just by running through the fields of Mushroom Kingdom. But he also crush live beings and enemies into mush, which wears it even more. He also has an ability to turn weaknesses into strengths. For example, he eats random red fungi, which could possibly poison you, that makes him grow. He also eats green fungi, which is even more harmful, to gain extra lives. In some games, Mario can even swing his arch nemesis, Bowser, who is a giant, fire breathing turtle, by the tail and chuck him at least 10 yards away from him.

    That proves that Mario can be just as strong, or stronger, than any first-person shooter character.