Getting to know my inner voice

What I have noticed in my reading lately is that my inner voice plays a big part on how I read and how I understand what I am reading. If you really pay attention to your inner voice, it can be extremely helpful, because you might have questions from your inner voice, and as you read, you might answer these questions and you will be able to understand the story better and become a much better reader than you were before. And all you have to do is listen t that inner voice that is always there with you and you will understand your story.

What Would I Miss Most.

There is a lot of things that I would miss if I was transported back to the 1930’s, but there is one thing that would be really hard. Getting fast news. If something big happens, I want to know, because in these days, I can just check my phone, but back in those days, it would take quite a while to know if something happened. It could be small but extremely important to you, and it would be really hard to know. I feel like this would be really hard to let go of, because I would have to go back to the Great depression and I would want to know what was happening in the world.


What Went Wrong?

The Declaration of Independence says that all men are created equal, and that should’ve been true. After the events of the revolutionary war, slavery was put into high gear as the industrial revolution started happening. The south needed to produce much more cotton. Their solution was slaves. All the rich white people thought the black slaves were diseases. They treated them like dirt. They probably thought that since the color of their skin was different, the were below them and they were their property. They slaves were taken from home and sold to the plantation owners, they were their property. People stared getting greedy and that is why that was a horrible time in  the country’s past.


Everything I Didn’t Know I Didn’t Know About the People I Know

My experience with humans of PG JR profile was a pretty good one. I really enjoyed talking with my partner and listening their stories and being able to tell mine. The stories they told me was full of emotion and life but in a way that I spun a beautiful story about them and their life. I understand now that I could make a good boss and interview people like a pro. After this experience, the stories I am willing to share to my comrades has grown a a bit. I want people to remember me for at least 2 years after I die. I need to be able to express my stories.


A Whole New Year

I feel like I am a pretty good reader and writer at the moment. But there is always room for improvement. There is always something I can do to improve my reading and writing skills. I really want to become a stronger reader so  I will be able to analyse the text Mr Green gives us better and I will know what is going on in the story or book or any form of writing that comes my way. But this all doesn’t happen overnight. I will have to put in the work to become the best reader and writer I can possibly be. ‘m just going to start reading way more. Every chance I get to read, I will try to take the opportunity and become a great reader.


Halfway Gone

I feel like I have grown as a reader in the 10 hours we have spent together reading. There hasn’t been much of a change, but to experience those big changes, you have to put in the hours and the work. It really takes time to become an excellent reader, but I feel like I am on the right track to becoming an excellent reader. Also, I feel that these blog post we have been doing have really helped me. It is a great place to let my feelings and thoughts out about certain topics that I just really need to talk about.



The Story I enjoyed the Most Or Disliked the least.

The story I enjoyed the most was “The Story of An Hour” By Kate Chopin. It is about a woman named Mrs Mallard who is troubled with a heart disease. Her husband dies in a tragic accident and she takes some time to mourn. But while she is felling sad, she discovers that there is a feeling driving her away from being sad. She soul searches some more and realizes she is free. But in a turn of events, her husband walks through the door and she dies of the “joy that kills.” I really like the story because the author uses a lot of authors craft to get her pint around, and the transition between her feeling sad to being free from the world and other people. In the story it also said, there was a monstrous joy that came over her, and I really feel like this sums of the transition of the story pretty well.

The Good Stuff

There is a lot of stuff I am grateful for in my life. Most people will say that they are thankful for good food and water and family, but there is a lot of stuff that people don’t realize that they should be really grateful for. One thing is education. People really take it for granted. There are people on this Earth who would love to go to school and learn. There are other things, like people in your life that you think don’t make a big difference but really do. Like someone just smiling at your are giving you a compliment. It can really go a long way, and that is really what i’m grateful for. Just the little things people do in my life everyday that makes it just that much better.


Everbody was finally equal.

I don’t believe everyone can be equal. There is no way. There are people who want to go on to do great things. They are the ones that keep society in check. There are people that are not hard workers and want everything given to them. Those are the people that bring the exceptional people down. They spread false rumors about them and are just horrible people. And all because they don’t have the mindset to work hard. Some people are talented and that gives this a slight advantage, but hard work also comes into play. Someone who is extremely talented can still be beaten by someone who has put many hours of hard work into that one thing.


What’s on my mind?

There is not a lot on my mind. My elbows kind of hurt, but that is mostly it. A few days ago, I had a question. Why is metal shiny? I really don’t know. Does anyone really know? What do we know? Has the human race peaked already? My mind is buzzing with questions at this very moment. I am craving oatmeal. I am very hungry right now and food would sound really good. My brother is sick and is at home right now. How could we have survived the ice age? I want food really bad right now, please, someone help, anyone. I can’t wait until schools out because I want to go the store for more money for more of that delicious oatmeal I have been craving. Good day ma’ams and gentlemen


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