Blog 7

One day I awoke from my slumber. I realized it was May 29^th 2015. I am immortal I told myself with a hushed tone. I crawled out of my bed and sprawled to the door. I quickly got ready for school, and once there at 11:50, my teacher told me to write. So I did, and this is what came of it. Throughout the school year the most enjoyable things we did was the slam poem, twelve angry men and watching The King’s Speech. The slam poem was amazing because I was able to get some pent up frustration and sorrow out of my aching bones. It let me express myself in a way I had never known possible. Reading Twelve Angry Men was fun because it let the class let loose while also doing work. It was fun to try and speak with a German accent. Watching the King’s Speech was amazing because not only was the movie spectacular and contained one of my favorite actors of all time, Colin Firth. It gave us some time to get rid of some stress. One of the things I wish we had done better was the Road. I feel as though we did not expand enough on it and just didn’t do anything fun with it. It would have been more enjoyable had we done some sort of acting or actually show our soundtrack that we made for it. Although there are many things that I wish this year had contained, I quite enjoyed my time in your class Mrs. Harstone. Originally, I was hesitant about what English would hold, and assumed it would lack the punch I lusted for. But you were able to make the year enjoyable and I’m quite glad I was able to have a teacher such as yourself.

During spring break I went to China with ITS. We went to see many different things such as the great wall and Forbidden City in Beijing. In Shanghai we got to see the downtown area with lots of huge buildings. On the foggy day we couldn’t even see the top of some of them. When we ventured out to Xi’An we got to see the terracotta warriors and I bought from the replica shop. Once arriving in Gui’lin we went on a river cruise down the Li River. The cruise was fairly decent but got a slight bit boring after about two to three hours. Once the cruise was over, we arrived in a small town where we got to saunter around the marketplace and buy many different things. Out of everything we did in China, the outing I enjoyed most was when we got to bike on top of the Xi’An city wall. The only wall in China which is still fully standing. Although I was quite disappointed that we only got to spend around thirty minutes atop the wall, I thoroughly enjoyed hurtling down the never-ending paths on the wall. My second favorite part of the trip was climbing the great wall. The expedition was a long and steep one, but it was worth the jelly legs. After reaching the highest point on the wall, you feel as though you are the king of the world. The creator of all that is in existence. It fills you with this higher power sense of accomplishment that makes you feel invincible. Although this was definitely the most self-building part of the trip for me, the bike riding on the wall in Xi’An will still be my favorite for that is where I got to spend some time just gliding alone chatting tranquilly with my friends.

Bearanormal Activity

The snow was falling, the wind was blowing and everyone was inside sipping fish water. Outside the world was a white haze. You could barely see the honey barrel let alone the cave next to ours. The cave was cold and so was I. I sat in a human fetal position as best I could, but a bear is not meant to sit like a human. I was starting to enter my hibernation state when all of a sudden, “BANG” the tree outside fell down, covering the entrance of my cave. Terrified, I scurried into my parent’s room to tell them what happened, but they were already hibernating. I sprinted on my four fat legs over to the bearja board (the equivalent of a Ouija board). I quickly slide my paws onto the bark and let the humans take over. He moved my hands to the letter “B”, “O”, and “O”. I leapt back on all fours and landed on my furry buttocks. It was trying to tell me that I was going to die! I quickly put on my pocket claws that I bought from a bear survival convention years ago and sat in the closet waiting to strike the human that would soon stand before me.  The human entered my cave. I could hear his footsteps resounding throughout the halls. My fur started to fall off from my tremble of terror. I held up my paw and grit my teeth. He opened the door and yelled, “Boo!” I closed my eyes for my death was near, but about ten seconds later while I was still able to hear my heart beating. I opened my eyes with hesitation. He was gone. He vanished, disappeared, I know not where he went, but he no longer was visible to a bear’s eye. I sniffed the air hoping I could catch his scent, but I could not find any trace. I wasn’t even able to smell him when he entered my cave, nor could I smell him when he was standing right in front of me. He must have been some sort of apparition from the ethereal plane. I sat for a while pondering on whether any of what just occurred was real or not, but could not come up with an answer. I sighed, closed my eyes and slept. Six months later I woke up and was no longer in the cave, I was outside, surrounded by bears. I asked them what they were all looking at but none of them answered. I was only given blank stares. I looked into my hands to see if I was even real, and to my horror, I had the palms of a man. I quickly bolted for my cave which I could see in the distance. They followed closely behind and right as I leapt into the cave they were gone. My cave transformed and I was sent into a human home where I sat with a box in my lap. It had a bow on top and a little sticker on the side saying, “From: Santa”. I opened it quickly and all that was in the box was a sad little mirror. I looked into it and saw a bear, but as I looked at my palms I saw human flesh. I closed my eyes once more hoping for it all to end. When I opened them I was left in black space. Nothing was around me, not even myself.