It's almost Mother's Day people! Make those mothers feel appreciated! I can't tell you what I got my mother, because she could obviously hack into my blog account/read it, and then she would know what she was getting, but just know, it's very nostalgic. [=
I just finished reading Maureen Johnson's new book Suite Scarlett, and I have to say, it was a very very good book. Like, a very³ good book. Yeah. Superscript, baby. I'm currently reading some book called Beach Blondes by a Katherine Applegate. By the title, you can probably tell what the book is about, but before you jump to conclusions: it looked interesting. That's all I'm saying.
School was so ridiculously entertaining today. Starting in 1st period, when we had to present these projects we made for the book we're reading in class, Tom Sawyer. Now, you know me, always up for educating these youngsters about good literature, so I can't dwell on the fact that they really aren't grasping how GOOD a book this is. They just like to make fun of the weird speaking that all the characters use. Anyway, we had to do 1 of 3 things for the project. We had to either make a mix CD for Becky Thatcher, make a wanted poster for a character, or a business card for one of the characters. I did the CD. It was actually quite fun.
There were a few other events that made school entertaining as well. My various friends and I have been maybe just a little harassing this 8th grade boy at lunch. Just maybe. It was his fault. He was the one that kept looking over at my friend when she was just sitting at our table like he was madly in love. So, what else are we to do? Us, the 12-13 old girls having nothing to do at lunch except gossip about who's going out with who, who flirted with who like a slut, etc. So, we harassed him. And now, they're going out. So a lesson we have learned from this is that if your friends harass the guy that you like/likes you, magic ensues.
The other event was that we learned about poetry in Reading class today. I was simply thrilled, as well as my table-mates. [It sounds like we're little kindergartners, but really, our teacher just pushes the desks together into 4 desk tables so she can have room to walk] The rest of the class however, didn't seem to enjoy this lesson. We learned about Shakespearean and Petrarchan Sonnets. And Iambic Pentameter and sestets and octaves and quatrains ad couplets and it was just grand. But then, some kid had to make a joke. Ugh. These youngsters these days just have no respect for good literature and/or one of the most beautiful and creative forms of writing. We also dissected a poem to figure out the rhyme scheme, which was fairly easy. Not to sound boastful, but my teacher even praised me for telling my friend Steven that his name was not in fact Iambic Pentameter. It was kinda the opposite in a way.
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