Homecoming

Since we are celebrating Homecoming this week at Episcopal, I have been wondering how Homecoming celebrations started and what it means to different schools. Does it mean it is opening doors for graduates of the school to come home? I think that is what it celebrates.  So, what are the different traditions in different places? And when unexpected things happen how does it affect how people feel and act for homecoming.

LSU just celebrated Homecoming. The Homecoming game was the first game I have ever been to where Les Miles wasn’t the coach.  I felt excited there was so much energy in the stadium. It was great to see the Tigers play great and win big.  I also wondered what it was like for Coach Miles.  Did he say goodbye to his LSU home? It was more like home “going” for him. It makes me a little sad.

As a freshman at Episcopal, this is my first Homecoming week as a high schooler. I don’t know about how alums feel, but for the football players it will be coming home to our own field. Finally! It feels like coming home when we practice at our own school. This week we will have our Pep Rally at the football field because our gym is not ready for us to “come home”. I think we will be very grateful to be home on the field; I know I will. Things look different this homecoming, but they feel good to me to be at “home”.

The Winged Creature

This short story was hard for me to follow. I think I may have confused mood and visualization. Unfortunately for me, I did a lot of visualizing and it was disturbing my mood. I don’t think there was much character building in the story. There were, however, a number of people being unkind to someone else. I guess you called the winged man someone else. He was a living thing and he seemed like he had feelings and felt pain.

It bothers me to read about people being so mean. I don’t care for this kind of crazy, creepy fiction and people’s cruelty makes it even worse. On a better note, I get that the creature eventually flies away. I was happy for him for that part. I sure wouldn’t want to live where crabs were crawling in my bedroom and dead crab’s stink was everywhere. I guess I just don’t get this one.

Harrison Bergeron

    The short story "Harrison Bergeron" is about a society where everyone is made to be equal by handicapping people who are any better off than the lowest member of the society. Those handicaps are things like covering good looks, stopping smart people from thinking by putting crazy sounds in their ears, and making physically strong people carry weights. 

   In the story, Harrison is not only good looking, smart and very strong, he also possesses the ability to fly. In the end of the story Harrison and a girl he chooses are shot dead by the Handicapper General. I thought the story was depressing and weird. I did not enjoy it, it made me angry. It did make me think.

   First, who is handicapping everyone? It tells us the H-G men think up the handicaps. Second, how do they enforce the laws? We know the H-G men took Harrison away. But who decides who the H-G men are and are they handicapped? If they were handicapped, then how would they focus to think of handicaps for other people? Why is everyone supposed to be equal? It tells us its to avoid the dark ages of competing. Hazel also comments that someone did the best with what God gave him. So, do they believe in God? And if it is good to use the best that God gave you, then why the handicaps? 

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Exceptional Spot

   There once was a boy named John who had a most exceptional dog named Spot. John loved this dog. He had yellow hair on his head and the rest of him was white with black spots. Spot never barked or bit anyone, well, except for that one time.
   It was a typical Sunday, John and Spot were sitting down on the couch enjoying football while John was scratching Spot's belly. Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door. It was a hairbrush salesman, or he claimed to be anyway. John, being the nice guy he was, let the fella in and offered him a beverage. With his back turned, the "salesman" hit John and headed for John's wallet. Spot, growled and jumped simultaneously with his teeth landing directly on the "salesman's" forearm. A blood vessel burst and the "salesman" dropped the wallet and was out the door to the sidewalk before Spot released him.
   John woke from the hit to find Spot's mouth covered in blood and resting peacefully on the couch.

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Dear 10 year old

Dear 9-year old

Narratives

Narratives
   The are two parts of the process of writing a personal narrative that I have enjoyed the most. The first is remembering memories about events that happened to me. I remember how I felt at the time and how some of my feelings now are so different. Part of those emotions are that I know how things turned out and at the time I was dealing with the unknown. I think life is like that and it has been interesting for me to look back at the events and how I felt.
   Another part of the process that I have really liked is going over narratives in small groups. I liked learning about my friends narratives. It helps me learn about them, even if I have know them a long time. It is another thing to learn about my friends. Also, I liked having their comments about my narrative. It was helpful for me to see how someone else read what I wrote.