Monday, December 9, 2013

My Day

I love it when you are able to think about all of the high points of your day when you are in a bad mood. In a day you always want something to look forward to in that day. What I look forward to is either basketball practice or basketball games.

I look forward to practice because I love the game. I would play it everyday if I could, and practice gives me the chance to show my talents to my teammates and my coaches. I look forward to the games because I get a chance to watch the older players and learn from what they do very well and what they do wrong. I also look forward to the dinner on the bus after the games. Sometimes it's Subway, Dominoes, or if we are lucky then we get Chick-fil-a.

Writing Center

The Writing Center was an experience that helped me a little. There was some aspects of the Writing Center that are good but there are others that aren't good. What I like about the writing center is how you were able to get help on a question that you had from a student's perspective. What I don't like about the Writing Center is how the idea of it is so you can get help from students so you will be more comfortable, but in reality you are just as uncomfortable if not more by going to get help from a student that you don't know.

LOTF- 2 hours and 8 minutes

Monday, December 2, 2013

Reading Times

LOTF- 1 hour and 30 minutes (Chapters 4-5)
LOTF- 1 hour and 23 minutes (Chapters 6-7)

Monday, November 18, 2013

Free Post

The dance concert is one of the most hectic times of dance class. The dance concert is this wednesday at 7. I have had to go to a lot of practices to prepare for it. I have had to miss some things because I have to go to the rehearsal. I have had to miss half a practice and on tuesday I will have to miss an entire practice. I think this will all pay off and the dance concert will be a big hit.

Prompt

Prompt: What would you do if you were in Ralph's position as the leader? Would you want the role as leader? Explain.

If I was in this situation I would first choose somebody to be a leader along with me. I would do this because I would be under too much pressure being the only person everybody looked up at. Once that is done I would give people shifts between hunting, exploring, and watching the first graders. This way people can't complain about having unfair jobs.

The biggest struggle of being leader would be having all of the fingers pointed at you if something goes wrong, but if something goes good then you would be applauded. I would want this position because if I had something to say I could say it and people would listen. I would love to get the respect.

LOTF- 1 hour and 20 minutes
Vocabulary- 1 hour

Monday, November 11, 2013

Free Post

Last week on wednesday I had my first experience playing in a high school basketball game. We traveled all the way out to Denham Springs. What was scheduled was a scrimmage between Episcopal, Denham Springs, and Northshore. Going to the scrimmage I didn't know what to expect.

When we got there I found out that there was a lot of freshman duties that had to be taken care of. We had to take film of the game while keeping track of all the stats that were being made for us. Then after 4 games of taking stats the JV game came. I came off the bench with 7 minutes left and never came out again. The high school game is a lot faster than the middle school game. I finished with 2 points and had a great experience.

Deserted Island

I thought the simulation went ok. I felt like too many people were giving ideas and trying to take control. When people would try to be a leader they would be shunned and other people would try to be the leader. I think that we also forgot about the first graders that were supposed to be with us.

In real life I think that we would all die within a week. I think this because all of us would be in so much shock that we wouldn't be able to think or move. The class did a good job of making a plan, but it took to much time because so many people were talking.

LOTF 55 minutes (in class)

Literary Analysis 2 hours