An Authority on Courage and Integrity

I have been having some trouble with Courage and Integrity, and I went to Sophia the First. She told me, “Sometimes it is difficult to do the right thing, however I always try to do my best and sing a catchy song about it. Take that time when only boys were allowed to ride pegasi in those races. I stood up for what I believed in and tried my very best to do well. I wasn’t always treated the nicest though. I still kept trying. Or that time when Cedric tried to steal my amulet and everyone I loved froze. I was very scared, but I still continued to fight on. Sometimes doing the right thing means that the people that you love may be put at risk. This is the most courageous act of all. You have to know truly in your heart that what it is your doing is true.

Blind Spots

In “To Kill A Mockingbird” it talks about how Mr. Cunningham came in a mob with a group of angry men to linche Tom Robinson. Well, This guy was their friend, so the children are asking Atticus why this guy would ever do something like that to Tom. Atticus goes on to explain that sometimes people have their blindspots. Just like Mr. Cunningham. He tells Jem that a mob is merely consisted of people. And at times they make mistakes. I fell very conflicted about this. Should I let Mr. Cunningham off the hook, even though he almost killed a man? But having mercy and compassion for someone like that is a very noble thing to do. I just don’t know. I feel that Mr. Cunningham shouldn’t have been there. But maybe we have to look at this situation the way Atticus likes to. He always climbs into other peoples shoes. Maybe Mr. Cunningham was forced to come or he would be tormented at the farm. Maybe they were going to give him and his family some food. Or maybe he just did it because he was afraid of losing his reputation. I don’t know, but thats the point. I think that the best thing to do would be to protect yourself and others, and then allow Mr. Cunningham to deal with his consequences. Atticus’s approach to forgiving Mr. Cunningham is liable however. I think that it is good that Atticus understands the idea of other peoples situations, so that then he doesn’t have to judge him to harshly.


In the book, “To Kill a Mockingbird”, Scout asks, ” “Atticus, are we going to win it?” and Atticus answers, “No, honey,” and then explains, “Simply because we were licked a hundred years before we started is no reason for us not to try to win.” I think that this is possibly one of the most important statements in the book. It takes quite a bit of courage to try to do something that was pretty much rigged from the start. And he KNEW that it was rigged. When you went to the carnival when you were a young’in, and you saw all of those ginormous looking stuffed animals hanging in the booths, you naturally begged your parents to go and try to win one. You try with all of your might to hook a ring around the milk bottle but fail after three tries. We now know that those games are pretty much nothing but scams to win money, so we don’t play them anymore. Yet Atticus is going and playing the game anyways, simply because it is the right thing to do. Some called him idiotic, others called him noble. He didn’t mind what they said. He did it because he felt that it was his moral oppurtunity to help this young man. Which is pretty stinking impressive if you ask me. 

Climbing Into Another Persons Skin

In the book, “To Kill a Mockingbird” by Harper Lee, it says, “”First of all,” he said, “if you can learn a simple trick, Scout, you’ll get along a lot better with all kind of folks. You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view–”
“Until you climb into his skin and walk around in it” (33).

What this means is that you must attempt to see things from someone elses perspective in order to understand them. This concept is very powerful in my opinion. I feel like these silly sayings like, “Walk a mile in someone elses shoes,” or “Climb into someone elses skin,” are said often, but we have sort of forgotten their true meaning. It’s completely true. Seeing things from someone elses perspective can help you interact with all sorts of people, and has a better way or keeping your judgement from getting clouded. Now this doesn’t mean that you should never judge anyone ever, the principle of right, and wrong still applies, however seeing things from others point of view helps you to realize things that you maybe hadn’t thought about. I think that in my daily life, I need to try to look at situations from others perspective more.

Beliefs and Actions

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In class we read an article about the idea of having a “Belief Window”. The author gave the visual of a sweatband wrapped around you head, and in front of it is an invisible window. You see the world through said window and have lots of “beliefs” written on it. I like this idea because I know, without a doubt, that it is true. Not that I think that I am actually wearing an invisible sweatband and have an invisible window in front of me at all times. But the concept I think is true. Being the naive beings that we are, often times we think, “I know who I am, and I developed that knowledge solely through my own hard work and research.”. Is this the truth? Probably not. Think of how many kids grow up going to school, being a good student, and wearing clothes with butterfly’s on them and then the next thing you know they wear all black?(not that their is anything wrong with that, in fact black is a very flattering color) Well, both of those stages in their life were most likely based on the people whom influenced them. First their parents raised them. The mom did their hair, bought her the clothes, all that stuff. Then they grow up a bit, and their friends influence them. Sure experiences shape us just as much as influencers do, but the question is, which one are you? Influenced, or the influencer? Or neither? Are you a mixture that takes pride in having experiences that help shape them? My point is, I think that YOU can choose.

The End is Halfway Upon Us!

Wow, it is officially halfway over. My first year of highschool. I don’t really like to qualify this as highschool, especially since I am still at the Junior High, but technically speaking, my reign over the Junior High is halfway over. What a sad turn of events. Anyways, on to the Englishy stuff. This half year has been a pretty good year. On the day that I have English,  A1, I also have ALL of my other core classes that day. It is literally English, Math, Biology, and Geography. Talk about a brain overload man! But thanks to Mr. Greens stern, yet laid back demeanor, I have been able to actually look forward to this class. Out of all of my core classes, this is my favorite. I probably like it as well because I have always had a talent and passion for literature, and writing. This year however, I have been able to look outside of my abilities and attempt to truly improve upon my skills. I feel that I have truly come to excel in my dialogue, and figurative language, as well as Metaphors. Thank you Mr. Green, for helping me acheive my goals, and become a better writer!

The Sticky Issue Of Equality

In the past we have used the phrase, “Separate but equal.” when reffering to the racial differences of blacks verses whites.  When I say, “in the past” I don’t mean like, last year. I mean a long time ago, just to clarify. The idea that the white were trying to tell the public back during the civil rights era was that it didn’t matter whether the blacks and white were seperate because they had the same oppurtunities. The government may have been telling themselves and others this, but anytime this issue comes up in history, there is always one situation that has a better lifestyle than the other, and naturally the blacks got the butt of this phrase. They had just emerged from a time of brutal slavery, so of course the whites thought that anything for the blacks was probably good enough for them. But many blacks, most of them, could see the inequality. They were always just too scared to stand up for what they believe in. I would be too, if blacks were being shot at for no real reason every single day. So thus the question is presented, what is equality? Equality is everyone having the SAME oppurtunities. Not pretty much the same, or similar even. The SAME. The only way to do this is to join all races of people from all different backrounds. No matter how hard we try to keep them away from us, but give them equal rights, there will always be people and issues that will not be adressed. There is so much work still for us to improve equal rights, but I am happy to say that I am proud to be apart of a classroom and a country with people of different religions and skin colors. 

Writing Realizations

I personally love all of the narrative writing that we have been doing lately, and I think that it is important for kids to have that skill. Narrative writing is very different from informative writing. Narrative writing forces you to put the ideas in your head onto the page, which is difficult for some people. This has never been the case for me however. Writing and English have always just come naturally to me. Because of this I actually enjoy Reading and Writing an awful lot. When I was young, I would write poems when I was sad. If there was ever a poem contest, I would win. That was because I was the best out of the kids in my elementary school. Then you get into a bigger school and you realize that you aren’t as amazing as you thought that you were. While writing all of the narratives that Mr. Green assigned us I really realized that writing is so much fun. I enjoyed it before, but when I was writing the Final Narrative I would just be typing and typing and typing and completely forget where I was or what I was doing. I was fully engrossed in my work, which is such a wonderful feeling. It is like reading a really good book. Everything floats away and it is just you and the story. If you are looking for a more technical evaluation of my writing skills, I’d say that I am very good at descriptive language. I can really find the strangest words and comparisons to describe what I desire.

1% Gain

We just read an article about how evaluating the little things in your life and improving upon them can benefit you as a whole. I have a difficult time practicing violin. Violin is such a beautiful instrument, and it isn’t like I don’t like playing it or practicing. I like all of those things. The only thing that keeps me from picking it up would be time management. Often times I have other, more demanding homework that is extremely time consuming. This gives me an excellent excuse for not practicing, and when do have time, I never want to spend the little free time that I have on more homework that isn’t as demanding. However, when I attend class and see that all of the students have worked on the music but me, or that I am the last one to pass off my scale, it always makes me want to improve. I would like to get vabrato down. This however is no easy task. It takes several weeks, even months or slow and steady practice that has zero immediate benefit. That is why it is so impressive when a student has vibrato. I also don’t have a private teacher which doesn’t help, but I should be motivated to be a good player anyway. I have always trudged through my orchestra classes feeling content with being mediocre. But no longer. My tiny goal is to practice for ten minutes every day, and possibly more if I can squeeze it in. I’m going to do this every day for thanksgiving break and see what happens.

Literature Review

This literature Review is going to be about a story that I read, written by a 9th grade student author. I must admit, I was not impressed. The story was barely a page long, and it was clear that she wasn’t finished with it. It starts with a young girl and her father taking a walk in the woods. She does an adequate job of describing the woods, however the feeling just wasn’t there. I felt that she was missing a lot of things, and the amount of holes in just the first page, were alarmingly high. I suppose she had okay word choice, but even that lacked in great lengths. At the part that she stopped writing at (definitely not an ending), the girl wakes up, and immediately knows that all of it is a dream. She doesn’t hyperventilate, or look around, scared. She just sits up, wipes her eyes, and knows what has happened. There isn’t even any remnant of sadness except for her ridding her eyes of tears. This just seems strange to me. In most dead loved one related dreams, the recipient of said dream is extremely disoriented, as well as deeply saddened at the thought that none of it was real. It doesn’t even matter how many times that they have the dream, the heart wrenching effect is almost always present whenever they wake up. I feel extremely disappointed in the child’s performance and give her a 2/10. If you enjoy Nicholas Cage movies and wet socks, you’ll really love this book.