1st Profeciency - How does the mass of a toy car affect the distance a piece of wood move?
Hypothesis:
2nd Profeciency - What impact does the surface of the track have on the time it takes to reach the bottom?
3rd Profeciency - What impact does the angle have on the rate of deceleration?
4th Profeciency - First we are putting saw dust of our track, we then put the car on top of the track and let it roll down and we time it as we do that. We then do the exact same thing but put water on the track. At they end of our experiment we are planning on recording our results on excel and making a chart
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Bullying
I think that bullying is not right, and I don't get why some people do it. It doesn't make you a better person nor does it make the other person feel good about themselves. So in my personal opinion it is not that cool. That's why I really don't bully people, unless it is someone I don't really like.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
The Third Level
If you were to go back in time what would you do? If you went back to Grand Central Station in 1894, what do you think you would see? The Third Level is a story that is based on the now a day Grand Central Station and the old one. The story is a romance full of time travel adventure, and it’s not a romance that your thinking of so don’t leave yet.
“The Third Level” is definitely a romance. In the beginning of the story there was a mild conflict because Charley (the main character) couldn’t find where he was going throughout Grand Central Station and wound up going to the 1894 Grand Central Station, then there was another conflict going on because Charley tried to tell his friend Sam and his psychiatrist that he went back in time to the 1894 Grand Central Station. But at the end of the story Charley backed up what he was saying and sent his friend Sam a letter from 1894 and it proved that Charley was telling the truth.
“The Third Level” relates to real life, well most of it at least. The story was based in Grand Central Station and the Grand Central Station is actually a Subway station in real life. A way the story is not realistic is because in real life you can not go through the Grand Central Station and go back in time like Charley did in the story. “The Third Level” kind of had a social commentary because Charley was trying to persuade Sam and Charley’s psychiatrist that he went back in time and they didn’t believe him. That’s what I think a social commentary is.
I think the purpose of this story was trying to say that to not always doubt because it might be true. The reason that is so is because, when Charley went back to the 1894 he sent his friend Sam a letter, the letter said “ Year: 1894”, and Sam believed him, so Charley proved him wrong
I thought the story was okay, I probably wouldn’t recommend it to any of my friends unless you like time travel stuff like I said before. Overall the story was kind of bad in my opinion.
“The Third Level” is definitely a romance. In the beginning of the story there was a mild conflict because Charley (the main character) couldn’t find where he was going throughout Grand Central Station and wound up going to the 1894 Grand Central Station, then there was another conflict going on because Charley tried to tell his friend Sam and his psychiatrist that he went back in time to the 1894 Grand Central Station. But at the end of the story Charley backed up what he was saying and sent his friend Sam a letter from 1894 and it proved that Charley was telling the truth.
“The Third Level” relates to real life, well most of it at least. The story was based in Grand Central Station and the Grand Central Station is actually a Subway station in real life. A way the story is not realistic is because in real life you can not go through the Grand Central Station and go back in time like Charley did in the story. “The Third Level” kind of had a social commentary because Charley was trying to persuade Sam and Charley’s psychiatrist that he went back in time and they didn’t believe him. That’s what I think a social commentary is.
I think the purpose of this story was trying to say that to not always doubt because it might be true. The reason that is so is because, when Charley went back to the 1894 he sent his friend Sam a letter, the letter said “ Year: 1894”, and Sam believed him, so Charley proved him wrong
I thought the story was okay, I probably wouldn’t recommend it to any of my friends unless you like time travel stuff like I said before. Overall the story was kind of bad in my opinion.
Touching Spirit Bear Essay
Imagine living on a Alaskan island with nobody around to help you, or even know you exist, not only that but that your drunk parents could care less where you are. Well in this story that is exactly what happen to a kid named Cole. Touching Spirit Bear is an action-filled comedy that has a meaningful point.
A symbol that is in Touching Spirit Bear is, the cake ingredients. This may sound unimportant but this play a big role in this story, the reason this plays such a big role is because when Garvey handed Cole these cake ingredients Garvey to him to drink it all mixed together, and he did. Cole then said, “This is Gross!” Garvey then handed Cole a piece of cake that he baked with those ingredients, Garvey asked, “How does it taste?”, Cole said, “Pretty good.” As Garvey left Cole never knew what Garvey was trying to say, but what Garvey’s point was that everything that is apart might not work but if everything is put together it works.
One of the main characters Garvey is a Tlingit Indian that was a very good parent figure to Cole. Garvey was a parole officer that had two lazy eyes and was apparently built like a bulldog. Garvey was so nice to Cole that Garvey didn’t even spazz out when Cole supposedly killed Garvey’s cat, and then Garvey was willing to bring Cole to a Circle Justice for healing. Cole still was mean to him after he was offered a second chance to Garvey and Garvey still didn’t lose his temper. Even though Cole was mean after all that Garvey still was nice to him and watching over him. So Garvey is a pretty nice guy and a good parent figure.
This story relates to real life. Touching Spirit Bear relates to real life because Cole is a typical hardcore bully kind of guy, and there is most likely at least one of them in every school. There is also probably some person that is getting bullied in every school like Cole did to Peter. Eventually a bully will give in and actually come to their senses that bullying isn’t that good to do to people, and that’s exactly what happen to Cole when he didn’t want to fight Peter.
In this story Cole pretty much learned his lesson not to bully and be nice to kids that are more unconfident than him. The purpose of this story is not to bully kids because there will always be consequences.
A symbol that is in Touching Spirit Bear is, the cake ingredients. This may sound unimportant but this play a big role in this story, the reason this plays such a big role is because when Garvey handed Cole these cake ingredients Garvey to him to drink it all mixed together, and he did. Cole then said, “This is Gross!” Garvey then handed Cole a piece of cake that he baked with those ingredients, Garvey asked, “How does it taste?”, Cole said, “Pretty good.” As Garvey left Cole never knew what Garvey was trying to say, but what Garvey’s point was that everything that is apart might not work but if everything is put together it works.
One of the main characters Garvey is a Tlingit Indian that was a very good parent figure to Cole. Garvey was a parole officer that had two lazy eyes and was apparently built like a bulldog. Garvey was so nice to Cole that Garvey didn’t even spazz out when Cole supposedly killed Garvey’s cat, and then Garvey was willing to bring Cole to a Circle Justice for healing. Cole still was mean to him after he was offered a second chance to Garvey and Garvey still didn’t lose his temper. Even though Cole was mean after all that Garvey still was nice to him and watching over him. So Garvey is a pretty nice guy and a good parent figure.
This story relates to real life. Touching Spirit Bear relates to real life because Cole is a typical hardcore bully kind of guy, and there is most likely at least one of them in every school. There is also probably some person that is getting bullied in every school like Cole did to Peter. Eventually a bully will give in and actually come to their senses that bullying isn’t that good to do to people, and that’s exactly what happen to Cole when he didn’t want to fight Peter.
In this story Cole pretty much learned his lesson not to bully and be nice to kids that are more unconfident than him. The purpose of this story is not to bully kids because there will always be consequences.
Up response
The mode of literature is a romance because the mild conflict in this movie was that Carl didn’t finish his promise. He had promised to his wife that he would bring their house by the huge waterfall and die peacefully at their house. After a mild conflict there comes a life symbolism. The life symbolism in this movie was that the old man (Carl) and the little boy (Russel) at the end lived happily ever after.
Carl totally changed his attitude around Russel when Russel told Carl that he never got to hang out with his dad. Carl then felt very bad for Russel because every boy needs like a dad influencing them, Carl decided to just hang out with Russel and make him feel better. Carl was then pretty much Russel’s dad influence.
A couple life symbols are that Carl’s wife passed away and he promised to her that he would bring their house on top of a waterfall. Another life symbol was when Carl and Russel lived happily ever after in they end. One more life symbolism was when Kevin (the huge bird) got to see her babies.
Carl totally changed his attitude around Russel when Russel told Carl that he never got to hang out with his dad. Carl then felt very bad for Russel because every boy needs like a dad influencing them, Carl decided to just hang out with Russel and make him feel better. Carl was then pretty much Russel’s dad influence.
A couple life symbols are that Carl’s wife passed away and he promised to her that he would bring their house on top of a waterfall. Another life symbol was when Carl and Russel lived happily ever after in they end. One more life symbolism was when Kevin (the huge bird) got to see her babies.
Friday, June 4, 2010
The Rocking Donkey essay
Imagine your father dead and having to live with your step-mother that is very wealthy and doesn’t spend any of her money on herself, or your family. In this story Esmeralda’s step-mother just spends all of her money on businesses and fundraisers or even donates their own stuff, and barely invests in their own family’s needs. Esmeralda’s wicked step-mother also donated Esmeralda’s only friend (a rocking horse) to a museum, would you have of said something about it? This story is a unrealistic romance that will fulfill your fantasy needs.
“The Rocking Donkey” is a definite romance because a romance is unrealistic. The unrealistic part in the story was that the rocking horse could fly and it could move it’s head, not only that it could talk too! The next thing to a romance is a mild conflict, the conflict is how the step-mother would never spend any money on their family’s needs. After the mild conflict there is a life symbolism, the life symbolism is when the rocking horse flew away with Esmeralda and then they were never seen again. Those were all the things to a romance.
Mrs. Mitching (Esmeralda’s step-mother) was a wannabe nice lady that donated, opened up businesses and many other things trying to make her seem like a nice lady figure in the outside world, but she wasn’t too nice in the family. Mrs. Mitching would always discriminate about what Esmeralda wore, but it was Mrs. Mitching’s fault because she would never buy Esmeralda clothes, plus she didn’t even give Esmeralda a school education when Mrs. Mitching has the money but is too greedy for what she wants to spend it on. On top of that Esmeralda had no friends only a rocking horse, and Esmeralda never had a toy until she got the rocking horse, and the rocking horse she got wasn’t even bought from her step-mom it was a guy named Lord Mauling that gave Esmeralda some coins and told her to go buy something with the coins, and she ended up buying a rocking horse (her first toy she ever owned). Overall Mrs. Mitching shouldn’t even raise a child.
The purpose of “The Rocking Donkey” is that if you have a child you need to take response ability for your child and grow up or your child might end up running away like Esmeralda did, probably not likely to happen only if you were to totally neglect them. The other purpose is to actually spend time with your child and give them a education so they can get somewhere in life.
This story just proves why you should hangout with your children to keep them happy because a kid needs someone to care for them, depending on their age they cannot survive by themselves.
“The Rocking Donkey” is a definite romance because a romance is unrealistic. The unrealistic part in the story was that the rocking horse could fly and it could move it’s head, not only that it could talk too! The next thing to a romance is a mild conflict, the conflict is how the step-mother would never spend any money on their family’s needs. After the mild conflict there is a life symbolism, the life symbolism is when the rocking horse flew away with Esmeralda and then they were never seen again. Those were all the things to a romance.
Mrs. Mitching (Esmeralda’s step-mother) was a wannabe nice lady that donated, opened up businesses and many other things trying to make her seem like a nice lady figure in the outside world, but she wasn’t too nice in the family. Mrs. Mitching would always discriminate about what Esmeralda wore, but it was Mrs. Mitching’s fault because she would never buy Esmeralda clothes, plus she didn’t even give Esmeralda a school education when Mrs. Mitching has the money but is too greedy for what she wants to spend it on. On top of that Esmeralda had no friends only a rocking horse, and Esmeralda never had a toy until she got the rocking horse, and the rocking horse she got wasn’t even bought from her step-mom it was a guy named Lord Mauling that gave Esmeralda some coins and told her to go buy something with the coins, and she ended up buying a rocking horse (her first toy she ever owned). Overall Mrs. Mitching shouldn’t even raise a child.
The purpose of “The Rocking Donkey” is that if you have a child you need to take response ability for your child and grow up or your child might end up running away like Esmeralda did, probably not likely to happen only if you were to totally neglect them. The other purpose is to actually spend time with your child and give them a education so they can get somewhere in life.
This story just proves why you should hangout with your children to keep them happy because a kid needs someone to care for them, depending on their age they cannot survive by themselves.
Haiti project
In our Haiti video I think I and Jordan did and very good job! We accomplished to make Mrs.Reagles cry not only that but she said we did a good job and same with some other class mates =). In the project Jordan and I did I learned that I should be appreciative that none of that stuff that happened in Haiti never happen to me or my family... and also that I'm not in poverty like all the Haitians are in right now.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Homerun Ball
"Whew, go Brewers!" I was just a young boy that day, back in 1970, when the Brewers made their game debut in the MLB, and I got to go to that game. That day was probably the most exciting day of my life, I had always loved baseball but never got the chance to see a professional baseball game for myself. I mean who wouldn't be excited to see their first baseball game, not only that but the Brewers game debut. I had always dreamed of catching a homerun ball for as long as I could remember.
I had always asked my dad, "Dad, do you think we could catch a homerun ball at this game."
He always replied, "We have to see when we get there, if we did that would be pretty cool."
"Heck yeah, that would be awesome! Dad you know how much that ball would be worth since it's the Brewers game debut."
"A lot a lot of money."
My mom asked, "You didn't forget your baseball mitt did you Stewart?"
I laughed, "How could I not remember my mitt, I've been dreaming of catching a homerun ball."
"Was just making sure,cause I know you would be pretty sad if you didn't bring it."
"Yeah, I would probably be going ballistic."
My mom and dad laughed because they probably knew I would be going crazy. About 20 minutes later of non-stop eagerness we arrived, at Country Stadium it was so amazing seeing a professional baseball park for the first time.
I said excitedly, "Yes we are here!"
My dad said, "get your mitt out of the trunk."
My mom then replied "No need to do that I got you mitt right here."
"Thanks mom."
I was still eager to get into the stadium. So as they were getting their stuff I just kept saying over and over, "Come on guys let's go before we miss the first pitch."
My dad replied, "Settle down, we got all of our stuff now."
"Finally, it felt like hours even though it was only one minute. Alright let's head inside then."
Once we gave the Usher our tickets he told us where our seats were and we darted off to them, we had out field tickets so we could maybe get a homerun ball. After we got some food and beverages we quickly got to our seats.
I squeezed through the row heading to our seats. As soon as I sat down I saw the baseball field it was so cool to see it. Then I saw Hank Aaron in the outfield.
I said to my dad, "Do you see Hank Aaron right there?"
"Yeah I do, hopefully he can hit a homerun today."
"Imagine, If we caught his homerun ball it would be probably worth almost up to a million in a couple of years, and go up more and more over the years."
Once the first pitch was thrown butterflies were going through my stomach, because Hank Aaron is next, the big homerun hitter. After our first hitter got a single base hit, Hank Aaron came up to base.
My dad said, "Get your mitt out now, Hank Aaron is up."
I got my mitt out getting ready for a homerun hit. Hank swung and missed the first pitch, I didn't give up hope because he needs 2 more strikes to strike out. The pitcher threw the next pitch, Hank hit the ball so hard it broke his bat. I saw the ball heading right towards me in the stands.
My mom and dad said, "Get it Stewart it's all you!"
I was so nervous thinking of how much this ball will be worth, if I didn't catch this some guy would probably pick it up when I missed the catch. It was all in slow motion, as the ball was coming down I put my glove out about to catch it. Then instantly it landed in my glove.
I was yelling at the top of my lungs, "Yes! I caught it, I caught it, a homerun ball from Hank Aaron!"
My parents were so happy for me, hugging me, saying "You know how much that is worth." and saying to "Never sell it until it is going to be worth probably millions of dollars." That whole game I was probably the happiest kid in the world. That day from there on out I've kept the ball, and you don't even want to know how much it is worth now.
I had always asked my dad, "Dad, do you think we could catch a homerun ball at this game."
He always replied, "We have to see when we get there, if we did that would be pretty cool."
"Heck yeah, that would be awesome! Dad you know how much that ball would be worth since it's the Brewers game debut."
"A lot a lot of money."
My mom asked, "You didn't forget your baseball mitt did you Stewart?"
I laughed, "How could I not remember my mitt, I've been dreaming of catching a homerun ball."
"Was just making sure,cause I know you would be pretty sad if you didn't bring it."
"Yeah, I would probably be going ballistic."
My mom and dad laughed because they probably knew I would be going crazy. About 20 minutes later of non-stop eagerness we arrived, at Country Stadium it was so amazing seeing a professional baseball park for the first time.
I said excitedly, "Yes we are here!"
My dad said, "get your mitt out of the trunk."
My mom then replied "No need to do that I got you mitt right here."
"Thanks mom."
I was still eager to get into the stadium. So as they were getting their stuff I just kept saying over and over, "Come on guys let's go before we miss the first pitch."
My dad replied, "Settle down, we got all of our stuff now."
"Finally, it felt like hours even though it was only one minute. Alright let's head inside then."
Once we gave the Usher our tickets he told us where our seats were and we darted off to them, we had out field tickets so we could maybe get a homerun ball. After we got some food and beverages we quickly got to our seats.
I squeezed through the row heading to our seats. As soon as I sat down I saw the baseball field it was so cool to see it. Then I saw Hank Aaron in the outfield.
I said to my dad, "Do you see Hank Aaron right there?"
"Yeah I do, hopefully he can hit a homerun today."
"Imagine, If we caught his homerun ball it would be probably worth almost up to a million in a couple of years, and go up more and more over the years."
Once the first pitch was thrown butterflies were going through my stomach, because Hank Aaron is next, the big homerun hitter. After our first hitter got a single base hit, Hank Aaron came up to base.
My dad said, "Get your mitt out now, Hank Aaron is up."
I got my mitt out getting ready for a homerun hit. Hank swung and missed the first pitch, I didn't give up hope because he needs 2 more strikes to strike out. The pitcher threw the next pitch, Hank hit the ball so hard it broke his bat. I saw the ball heading right towards me in the stands.
My mom and dad said, "Get it Stewart it's all you!"
I was so nervous thinking of how much this ball will be worth, if I didn't catch this some guy would probably pick it up when I missed the catch. It was all in slow motion, as the ball was coming down I put my glove out about to catch it. Then instantly it landed in my glove.
I was yelling at the top of my lungs, "Yes! I caught it, I caught it, a homerun ball from Hank Aaron!"
My parents were so happy for me, hugging me, saying "You know how much that is worth." and saying to "Never sell it until it is going to be worth probably millions of dollars." That whole game I was probably the happiest kid in the world. That day from there on out I've kept the ball, and you don't even want to know how much it is worth now.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Creative Post
I quickly sprinted to the other side of the street, hoping for dear life they would notice me. But they did, I ran right into one of Tony Sparano's men. The man was a stocky guy, about 6'3, with his hair slicked back wearing shades. I was nervous, hoping the man wouldn't take me and make me talk to Tony one on one. I guess I was wrong, he viciously grabbed me by the arm, I tried to fight back but the guy was too big. But I kept trying and trying until the man took out a small handgun and pointed it right at me, hiding his gun in front of his stomach so no one would she the gun. I gave up, he took me to his all black Cadillac Escalade and threw me in the back seat where I saw two other guys. The two men looked exactly like the guy that attacked me but had different hair styles. They didn't say a word to me, then I looked at the front where the driver was, and in the passenger seat it was him, Tony Sparano, the man who I owe $10,000 for immigrating me illegally into the USA from Italy.
He said in a stern voice, "When am I going to get my money, you've owed me for a month now and I'm getting sick and tired of waiting."
I said, "Tony, believe me I will pay you back by tomorrow."
"If you don't pay me back by tomorrow I swear you won't make it through the day without living."
I gulped, "Don't worry you'll get the money by tomorrow, I swear it."
"Alright then, get out my car and get my money back, don't forget about what I said would happen if you don't pay me back."
"Yes sir, I remember."
"Good."
I left the Vehicle. As they drove away I panicked, not knowing how I would get the money, not knowing if I would live to see the next day and see my family. All I had on me is half as much that owed Tony, which is $5,000. I thought for a moment of how I would get him the money. Then I thought of gambling all my money away for a desperate attempt to easily get the money, but then I thought of the consequences of losing my money, I would either be dead or if he couldn't kill me maybe my family, and I wouldn't let him kill my family for what I did wrong. I guess I would have to gamble my money, that would be the only way to get the money and pay him back by tomorrow.
I then went to the nearest bank and withdrew all my money and went to the casino up the street in Las Vegas (which is where I lived now after I was immigrated from Italy). The Black Jack table, the only game I was most familiar with of how to play. I put all my money on the table.
The dealer asked, "Are you willing to gamble all this money?"
"Yes, yes I am why are you asking?"
"Was just curious because that is a lot of money you put down."
"Like you don't see rich people put down money like that daily at the casino?"
"Yeah I've seen people that have gambled this much, just isn't a everyday thing you know? Well, do you want to play the game or what?"
I said, "Yeah, of course."
The dealer had cashed my money for chips, while he was doing so I kept thinking this game pretty much determines my life. If I lose this I am most likely going to be dead by tomorrow. He passed out my cards. I had a pair of 5's.
The dealer asked, "Hit or stand?"
I nervously said, "Hit."
He passed me the card, It was a king that means I have a 20, so if i were to get a number over a Ace I would lose.
I immediately said, "Stand."
I showed him my cards, which was two 5's and a king. So I had a 20.
The dealer showed me his cards, He had a ace and a king, he won. I went in a depression as he took my chips, I thought to myself I'm a dead man. I walked home thinking of my family that all lived in Italy, the only reason I came to the USA is so I could get a good job that I can make some decent money for my family, not for this. When I went home that night lying in my bed I just said to myself if it is my time it's my time. I kept wishing I could contact my family but I didn't have service to do so. That night I feel asleep in my warm bed thinking of all the good things I had done for my family and what I've risked for them, knowing that my family would always love me for what I've done for them I hadn't been as stressed, I knew I had to man up to my consequences, and that night I had never woke up again.
He said in a stern voice, "When am I going to get my money, you've owed me for a month now and I'm getting sick and tired of waiting."
I said, "Tony, believe me I will pay you back by tomorrow."
"If you don't pay me back by tomorrow I swear you won't make it through the day without living."
I gulped, "Don't worry you'll get the money by tomorrow, I swear it."
"Alright then, get out my car and get my money back, don't forget about what I said would happen if you don't pay me back."
"Yes sir, I remember."
"Good."
I left the Vehicle. As they drove away I panicked, not knowing how I would get the money, not knowing if I would live to see the next day and see my family. All I had on me is half as much that owed Tony, which is $5,000. I thought for a moment of how I would get him the money. Then I thought of gambling all my money away for a desperate attempt to easily get the money, but then I thought of the consequences of losing my money, I would either be dead or if he couldn't kill me maybe my family, and I wouldn't let him kill my family for what I did wrong. I guess I would have to gamble my money, that would be the only way to get the money and pay him back by tomorrow.
I then went to the nearest bank and withdrew all my money and went to the casino up the street in Las Vegas (which is where I lived now after I was immigrated from Italy). The Black Jack table, the only game I was most familiar with of how to play. I put all my money on the table.
The dealer asked, "Are you willing to gamble all this money?"
"Yes, yes I am why are you asking?"
"Was just curious because that is a lot of money you put down."
"Like you don't see rich people put down money like that daily at the casino?"
"Yeah I've seen people that have gambled this much, just isn't a everyday thing you know? Well, do you want to play the game or what?"
I said, "Yeah, of course."
The dealer had cashed my money for chips, while he was doing so I kept thinking this game pretty much determines my life. If I lose this I am most likely going to be dead by tomorrow. He passed out my cards. I had a pair of 5's.
The dealer asked, "Hit or stand?"
I nervously said, "Hit."
He passed me the card, It was a king that means I have a 20, so if i were to get a number over a Ace I would lose.
I immediately said, "Stand."
I showed him my cards, which was two 5's and a king. So I had a 20.
The dealer showed me his cards, He had a ace and a king, he won. I went in a depression as he took my chips, I thought to myself I'm a dead man. I walked home thinking of my family that all lived in Italy, the only reason I came to the USA is so I could get a good job that I can make some decent money for my family, not for this. When I went home that night lying in my bed I just said to myself if it is my time it's my time. I kept wishing I could contact my family but I didn't have service to do so. That night I feel asleep in my warm bed thinking of all the good things I had done for my family and what I've risked for them, knowing that my family would always love me for what I've done for them I hadn't been as stressed, I knew I had to man up to my consequences, and that night I had never woke up again.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Papa's Parrot Essay
If you didn’t see your dad for more than a week what would you do? In the story “Papa’s Parrot” Mr.Tillans son barely spent time with his dad for more than a two weeks. Charley’s dad always missed his son, then something happened to Charley that made him want to visit his dad. This story is a comedy that touches you if you don’t hang out with your parents or don’t like them, because you know your parents will always care for you.
“Papa’s Parrot” is definitely a comedy because in the story there is a mild conflict. The mild conflict in the story started right in the beginning of the story, which is the father missed his son (Charley) because his son would never want to visit him or acknowledge his dad cared for him. Once Mr. Tillan went to the hospital his son had to take over the shop. Charley went into the shop and cleaned the place up, his dad’s parrot kept annoying Charley while he was cleaning. Charley knew that the parrot copied everything someone said, and the parrot decided to say, “Where is Charley, I miss him.” Charley then realized that he should visit his dad more often, and this was the life symbolism of the comedy.
This story relates to real life because, when you grow up and get to the teenage stage, you start to not realize how your parents feel about you and kind of just care about yourself and hanging out with friends. As you get older or something happens to your parents you finally start to think about how you act around them. Then you realize everything your parents did for you, such as raise you, spoil you, and love you. After you think of that, you totally change your perspectives around your parents and fell very bad for all the things you did.
The purpose of “Papa’s Parrot” was to spend quality time with your family because they’re not going to be around forever. The reason so is because when Charley’s dad went to the hospital, Charley had to take care of the shop. Rocky (the dad’s parrot) copies everything someone says, and while Charley was cleaning the shop the parrot said, “Where is Charley, I miss him.” Charley then thought of how he never use to hang out with his dad around the shop or any place else, and felt horrible, then decided he should spend more quality time with his father.
This story just proves why you should hang out with your parents, not saying everyday and not have a social life and make friends. But don’t always just care about your feelings because you probably won’t get along with your parents and your parents care about you, and imagine how they feel when you are being mean and ignoring them for so long.
“Papa’s Parrot” is definitely a comedy because in the story there is a mild conflict. The mild conflict in the story started right in the beginning of the story, which is the father missed his son (Charley) because his son would never want to visit him or acknowledge his dad cared for him. Once Mr. Tillan went to the hospital his son had to take over the shop. Charley went into the shop and cleaned the place up, his dad’s parrot kept annoying Charley while he was cleaning. Charley knew that the parrot copied everything someone said, and the parrot decided to say, “Where is Charley, I miss him.” Charley then realized that he should visit his dad more often, and this was the life symbolism of the comedy.
This story relates to real life because, when you grow up and get to the teenage stage, you start to not realize how your parents feel about you and kind of just care about yourself and hanging out with friends. As you get older or something happens to your parents you finally start to think about how you act around them. Then you realize everything your parents did for you, such as raise you, spoil you, and love you. After you think of that, you totally change your perspectives around your parents and fell very bad for all the things you did.
The purpose of “Papa’s Parrot” was to spend quality time with your family because they’re not going to be around forever. The reason so is because when Charley’s dad went to the hospital, Charley had to take care of the shop. Rocky (the dad’s parrot) copies everything someone says, and while Charley was cleaning the shop the parrot said, “Where is Charley, I miss him.” Charley then thought of how he never use to hang out with his dad around the shop or any place else, and felt horrible, then decided he should spend more quality time with his father.
This story just proves why you should hang out with your parents, not saying everyday and not have a social life and make friends. But don’t always just care about your feelings because you probably won’t get along with your parents and your parents care about you, and imagine how they feel when you are being mean and ignoring them for so long.
Monday, February 1, 2010
One normal weekend on a Saturday night, my parents were planning on going out. My mom asked, “Are you going to be okay staying home alone?”
I said “Of course, I will be fine.”
She giggled “Okay, love you.”
“Love you too”
My mom and dad left.
I went and sat on the couch, thinking of bad thoughts, about staying home alone. I knew I never liked to stay home alone since I lived in a mansion, and the only reason I told my mom I was okay staying home alone is because I didn’t want a babysitter, that’s for little kids. I suddenly heard the door bell, I was hesitant to open the door, but I did, it was pizza guy from Pizza Hut. I forgot my mom ordered me pizza for dinner.
He asked, “Hello, did u order a large pepperoni pizza?”
“Yes, yes I did.”
The man gave me the pizza, and I gave him the money and the $3 tip.
He said, “Have a good night.”
“You too.”
I took the pizza in the living room, to watch some “South Park” episodes recorded on my TVO and eat some pizza. While I was eating pizza I heard some footsteps up stairs, I almost had heart failure, but I thought to myself that must of just been the cats chasing each other. I then heard more footsteps and they sound very close, I looked back, there was a guy about 6”2 feet, wearing all black and it looked like he had a pistol and a wrench. Instantly he hit me with the wrench on the side of the head, I was knocked unconscious.
I then woke up in the basement tied up on a chair.
The man said “Don’t make a sound or it’s the last thing you will say”
About thirty seconds later I head police sirens, the man ran up the stairs to lock the doors, about five minutes later I heard guns shots, Then I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, I looked it was the police.
The cop said “Are you okay?”
“I don’t think so, I was hit in the head pretty bad.”
“Ambulance is on the way.”
Saying in a trembling way, “Thanks, I don’t know how I could repay you.”
I asked, “How did you know I was in trouble?”
“The neighbors saw a guy break in the window upstairs and then they called us.”
“Well, really I thank you, you saved my life.”
I said “Of course, I will be fine.”
She giggled “Okay, love you.”
“Love you too”
My mom and dad left.
I went and sat on the couch, thinking of bad thoughts, about staying home alone. I knew I never liked to stay home alone since I lived in a mansion, and the only reason I told my mom I was okay staying home alone is because I didn’t want a babysitter, that’s for little kids. I suddenly heard the door bell, I was hesitant to open the door, but I did, it was pizza guy from Pizza Hut. I forgot my mom ordered me pizza for dinner.
He asked, “Hello, did u order a large pepperoni pizza?”
“Yes, yes I did.”
The man gave me the pizza, and I gave him the money and the $3 tip.
He said, “Have a good night.”
“You too.”
I took the pizza in the living room, to watch some “South Park” episodes recorded on my TVO and eat some pizza. While I was eating pizza I heard some footsteps up stairs, I almost had heart failure, but I thought to myself that must of just been the cats chasing each other. I then heard more footsteps and they sound very close, I looked back, there was a guy about 6”2 feet, wearing all black and it looked like he had a pistol and a wrench. Instantly he hit me with the wrench on the side of the head, I was knocked unconscious.
I then woke up in the basement tied up on a chair.
The man said “Don’t make a sound or it’s the last thing you will say”
About thirty seconds later I head police sirens, the man ran up the stairs to lock the doors, about five minutes later I heard guns shots, Then I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, I looked it was the police.
The cop said “Are you okay?”
“I don’t think so, I was hit in the head pretty bad.”
“Ambulance is on the way.”
Saying in a trembling way, “Thanks, I don’t know how I could repay you.”
I asked, “How did you know I was in trouble?”
“The neighbors saw a guy break in the window upstairs and then they called us.”
“Well, really I thank you, you saved my life.”
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