My Day 2 - Giselle

Place Narrative – Write a ten-sentence narrative telling us about your field trip experience.  If you did not attend the field trip, provide a 10 sentence narrative telling us how your day went.

This Friday I stayed in my house with my family and my boyfriend. My mother made coffee and a big dinner to the family of my boyfriend.  We ate pasteles, of traditional food of Puerto Rico.

Secret Ingredients - Giselle

Fictional Narrative Story – Write a narrative story where it is told from a first person point of view.

The delicious candies with the secret ingredients

Everything fine in the  begining bot some barie invitme to a party when come to the pary in a
friday a person give me a box of candies.

I whas never some one give me somemetime am put the box in the refrigereitor,one week leter
am rembember of the candies am pikopup the candies and opened whend
pruved the candies taste a difrend sowered whend  reded the intructions
am reted the candies are maked wint brains of the humans.

My experience doing this blog- Gisele Alvarez

My experience making this blog – Write a ten-sentence narrative/descriptive essay explaining the process of creating this blog with your classmates.

This is a new experience to me. Now we can use our iPods and phones in class and not just for Facebook. I love that now I can do my homework from my phone. This blog is so nice.

Barbie Story- Kiomaris Vega

Fictional Narrative Story – Write a narrative story where it is told from a first person point of view.

It all started in my laboratory on a Saturday morning. I began testing a device on a few subjects: Matilda, Jessica, and Sylvestre. I wanted to make in to my mottle dolls. I developed a plan, to make them and everyone else my Barbie dolls. The experiment was a success and they all became my plastic puppets. I send them to kill innocent people by singing them I'm a Barbie girl by Aqua. People started dying and I was laughing out loud. I laughed a lot. I laughed mercifully. I appeared to be a sadistic woman.

My puppets began to expand as I created 100 more. They all were of different ethnicities: African American, Chinese, Korean, Italian and Arabian and many others. They all began however to malfunction. I was scared as they all began to snap out of my control. They all were becoming human again. I did not know what to do as I was feeling weird. My skin was becoming hard, my eyes also. My worst nightmare was becoming true, I was turning into a Barbie. As the day began anew, I was my own creation. Then suddenly, Justin Bieber came and gave me a kiss, I turned into a human again. He looked at me and smiled, then he sang to me "Baby". I smiled back and put out my hand towards his heart and ripped it out. With his heart I could turn millions of people into Biebers.

My Beach - Kimberly Rodriguez

Place poem – Write an eight-line free verse poem about a place that you like, imagined or would like to go.

The beach is my favorite place

The beach relaxes me
It makes me forget my problems

The crystalline sea water forces me to relax

The sand reminds me of my childhood

When I'm with my family in peace time passes

When I need help I think of the beach

It helps me to think clearly and make clear decisions 

Sometimes it causes me to be curious about it
or see with my own eyes what is under the sea

When I'm on my way to my house I am totally relaxed

As relaxed as the waves of the ocean when I'm on my beach

My Ice Cream - Kimberly Rodriguez Vigo

Free Topic poem – Write a ten-line poem with a rhyme scheme about anything in particular (it is a free topic).

 My Ice Cream

My brown eyes are like chocolate

Like cold ice cream

I need you to eat it

Why do you ask?

I am just sensitive

To all the scoops

You keep on taking

Scoops of my heart

You are taking my heart 

 as I'm taking yours!