Factory Game - AGAIN!

"WHAT!?" I thought aloud as Mr. Coyle explained that we would be mass producing Conor's toy, otherwise known as "The Hersh". I was in extreme shock, and I nearly fell into a devastating depression. Thankfully, Conor and Sabei came in to action to put us to work. We quickly began to devise a plan. That plan quickly fell to pieces like a shattering mirror. However, we were able to get our act together, and block out Mr. Coyle's annoying statements to form an effective assembly line. Even Mr. Pitale, who tried to get inside our minds with his evil words, was no match for our willpower. One by one, many replicas of the hersh were making their way to the whiteboard. The sounds of paper cutting, pencil scribbling, and harsh yells, echoed across the room. Our motto seemed to be loud and clear: "Shut up, and WORK!". As I proudly rushed to the board to tape a finished Hersh to the white board a sharp pain cut into my ankle. I fell on the couch, and Mr. Coyle immediately singled me out for being a slacker. Thinking about what a cruel owner this company had, I retreated with guilt to my station. As the end of our allowed time neared, our hearts raced, and we scrambled to make as many Hersh's as we could. Suddenly, Mr. Coyle notified us with a booming voice that out time was up. Taping a few last Hersh's to the board, we began to clean up and collect everything we needed. Leaving the room that day, we felt great, and very confident. Because as we all observed the whiteboard at the end of that stressful class, we were greeted by rows upon rows of four-toothed creatures.

The Factory Game

Wow, this was a task indeed. Since when is it our job to produce toys suitable for those of a young age? This is what I wondered as Mr. Coyle passed us these blindingly white papers. As the shapes made their way from his hands to mine I started thinking about the toy i would make. I established that it would consist of small bear ears, and akwardly large head, and a lot of circular shapes as a body. I decided to use tape to put this all together. As i happily skipped to the front of the classroom to collect artistic supplies, a bout of terror struck me. I felt as if I was trapped in a glass case of emotion. I did a double take, and again it was to no avail. Indeed, there was NO TAPE! Not willing to give up, I grabbed a stick of glue. I proceeded to create my toy, and then color it. After a hard day's work, sweat glistened upon my forehead, and I taped my toy to the whiteboard. With a smile of satisfaction, I cleaned up my spot, collected my belongings, and walked out of the classroom with my chin high.

NOTICE: THIS DESCRIPTION CONTAINS DRAMATIZATION.

Roller Coaster

My feet ached as I shuffled slowly along the concrete pathway. I waited patiently along with two of my best friends as the line seemed to move slower and slower with every passing second. The sounds of cheesy western music entered my thoughts and made my desire to get to the ride even greater. The Maverick was the newest ride in the theme park. With a 95 degree drop and newly mastered rolls, it was completely state of the art. Of course, in return for the joy of the ride was the extremely long line.
We passed the time with meaningless chit-chat until at last we arrived on the wooden platform where we would enter the cars. We fixed our eyes anxiously on the cars that kept coming and going like dreams, until reality finally struck. We were at the front of the line, and with a loud screech our roller coaster car pulled up in front of us. We exchanged high fives, plopped down in our seats, got strapped in, and awaited takeoff. It seemed like a lifetime before we finally started moving.
Slowly but surely, we made our way up the first hill. I was a huge melting pot of nervousness, joy, and even a bit of fear. I looked ahead and realized we had reached the top. I counted in my head, 1…2…3..., and all of a sudden the feeling of my stomach going into my feet interrupted my counting. We were going down. With amazing speed we went lower and lower as our screams got embarrassingly higher and higher. The drop finally ended, although ended would definitely be the wrong way to describe this.
My eyes watered and my hair flew back as we went on to complete a series of insane rolls, dives, loops, and drops. Suddenly, we found ourselves at a stop. We were in a tunnel surrounded by complete darkness. Confused thoughts filled my mind as I wondered what was happening. Once again, speed took over, and my thoughts fell apart. The roller coaster was back at it. We continued with our ride terrifyingly low to the water beneath us. Finally, we came to a halt, but this time it was for good. The look on my face most likely made others laugh, but it was very real. With legs shaking, we made our way out of the roller coaster and each sang our praises about how awesome the ride was.
As we left the park that night, we felt like kings. We had just tamed the Maverick.

Ahhhh, a fruit rollup. This is something that makes the whole world joyful. I observed this delicious item using every sense. The first thing i noticed was the feel of it. The wrapper was smooth, and when i opened it, the fruit rollup was sticky and felt thin and easy to rip. Then the smell kicked in. It made me crazy. I had to use all my control to not eat it right then. It smelled of a basket of berries and made my mouth water. The sound was very crinkly and sharp as I unwrapped the treat. It looked to me like it had tatoos within the blue and green swirls of the rollup, and the wrapper had many colors of splats. As I placed the fruit rollup in my mouth, I was a very happy person. The flavor exploded in mouth with all the berry sensation. It was extremely delicious. However, it was gone MUCH too fast.

"Necessity is the mother of invention" means that inventions happen when there is a need for that invention. For instance, Samuel Morse created a code which made it easier to contact people, and he did this because his mother had him run messages to his neighbors on a horse. Morse code made this much easier. The cotton gin was invented to pick cotton from fields, as it was very hard labor. The cotton gin did the work of a hundred men, which made much less work for everyone. The telephone was also invented out of a need for communication. Alexander Graham Bell created the telephone and it made it very easy for people to contact one another, without actually having to meet them in person. These are some reasons why necessity is the mother of invention.

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My Gang

My newest friends are Asim Lal, Conor Golden, Avi Singh, Rahul Sekhri, Cooper Ehrendreich, Jake Greenberg and Jake Kobza. These guys are awesome, and they've been really accepting towards me. Although i've only known them for less than a month, I can tell that I'll be able to depend on them for many things. A lot of them share many things in common with me also. I definitely think that I am going to need my friends' help in a lot of situations.

Feedback August 13-17

I think I learn best in auditory learning. The reason I say this is because the Socratic Seminars that we have really open my eyes to different aspects of our reading, and they definitely help me to learn. We can keep on holding Socratic seminars, and I think that will help me learn a lot.

Feedback - Aug. 7-10

Two highlights from this first week of school was the Socratic seminar, and meeting a lot of new people. Everyone seems really nice and friendly here, which made it a great start. My first impression of my Humanities class was that I was going to like it. This was because I saw that I had a lot of friends in this class. I also figured it would be fun after seeing the room covered in Simpsons collectibles and things related to sports. Two goals I have for this year are that I hope to turn in my schoolwork on time, and to improve my performance in the Socratic seminars.