Friday, 18 January 2013

Cristmas morning

My eyes spread in antisipation as I wake with the knowledge that this is Christmas Day.  I jump out of bed only to look at my clock and see that its 6: 30 no one will be up for two hours.  As I wait in my bed with the energy of a dozer raindeer I feel a pain from the pit of my stomach and an earth shaking roar.  All I have had in the last 12 hours is cookies and soda from our christmas eve holiday party the night before. My patients becomes more and more strained and reachs a paoint to which I cannot sit still looking around my ocean blue room looking for something to keep my attention.  My ear triches as i hear the growing sound of stomping feet coming closer and closer to my door.  A silence then, KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK, "Paul were opening presents." I rush to the living but slide to a stop from the hardwood floors with my socks and turn towards the kitchen.  We can't forget about homemade cinamon buns.  Some time later we are sitting down in the faimily room with the aroma of fresh orange juice, creamcheese frosting and pineneedles we begin with the unraping of presents.  I am the familys designated gift finder and as such I alone have the responsibily of harvesting a gift for everyone through the caves of colored boxes.  As the day goes on smiles, statments of graditude and joy are what is truly exchanged as this magical moment continues.  Then our family seperates breifly as me and my mother travel across the icy streets of calgary coming closer and closer to saint anthonys church.  After and hour and a half of sitting,singing, giving and greeting we return and begin the daunghting task of cooking the christmas dinner meal.  Setting places, lighting candels and basting turkeys are what take up some of the last precious hours of one of the greatest holidays on earth.  We finally have a moment to rest as we sit down eat, talk and yaugh.  Yawning, farwells and late night hot chocolate are the signs of the end of the holiday.  Till finally snuggeling into bed and slowly drifting off to sleep. 

Monday, 10 December 2012

finishing 5 paragraph essay outline

even in the face of expulsion.

Support a: The kids strength to resist their teachers wishes is the students last attempt to show that Mr. keetings did leave an important mark on them and that he was a truly great teacher.

Support b. They were able to embrace their teachers lesson to not conform by choosing to stand against their teacher and school to what they believed to be right.

Support c.  Though some of their friends were;t strong enough to stand against the school and their parents many

coclushion:  The risk taking that the class did against its professor shows the important impact he gave to them on risk taking and not conforming and this was their way to show him.

Paragraph 5:

Thesis: Risk taking throughout the Movie The Dead Poets Society shows us the importance to do risky and exiting things in the hopes of creating new and everlasting changes for the good of yourself and others.

Idea 1: Mr.Keetings risks his job and reputation at the school by teaching his students in a different way an teaching them to be different, don't change and take risks.

Idea 2: Neil is taking risks by resisting the authority of his parents and school to pursue his passion to act.

Idea 3: The students of Mr. Keetings class, against the wishes of their teacher, salute Mr. Keeting by standing upon their desks while in the threat of facing expulsion.

Concluding Sentence: Through The Dead Poets Society we see the rewards of risk taking. But what about the actual risks Getting explled or fired and Peer pressure making taking risks very difficult for the characters, so would you be abel to have the courage to take such risks?