Good Ole’ bloggin

I thought it was a pretty good story because it had some suspense in it and was kind of a mystery of what they were doing and how they got it all done. The grandma was very into herself and wanting everything to go for her. “She wouldnt stay at home to be a queen for a day.” She was very rude “back in my day children were more respectful of their native states and their parents and everything else.” And “little niggers n the country done have things leke we do.” It started out with them wanting to go to Florida on a vacation. But instead the grandmother wanted to go to Tennessee instead, because of the Misfit that was going down there. They were heading to Tennessee when the grandmother wanted to go see a house with a trap door said to have treasures in it. So they went down this road and the cat the grandmother was not suppost to bring jumped on the dad and they rolled the car and crashed. But no one was dead. “We have had an accident! But nobody is killed…” They were looking at the grandmother at this time. So they all get out of the car and a couple of men with guns come up and they realize it is the misfit. So the story goes on and they bring the two boys into the forest and kill them. Then a little later they bring everyone but the grandmother. And at this time the grandma does not care about anyone but herself. Just trying to beg for her life “Youve got good blood.” Trying to convince him not to kill her. But in the end she gets shot… and the misfit moves on.

I kind of liked the story because it was about thwo rats who wanted something. They were both trying to find ways to get things they wanted. Mrs. Crater wanted someone to help out with all her chores and to find a son-in-law. She only wanted a son in law for all her chores. And Mr. Shiftlet came wandering in and did all her chores for her and fixed up the car. They finally got married and the old lady was happy. But in a way i didnt like the story because they were both out for themselves. In the end of the story was the worst part. He took all the old ladies money because he wanted to bring his wife somewhere. And he drove about 300 miles away and dropped her off and left her, and also took the car. The story kind of teaches not to be greedy because the old ladie got everything took from her and the man i think…. im not sure met his fate in the end of the book. But i liked the story for the most part because it was interesting. I really dont like getting into books but i got into this one.

The story starts out with a kid who is a caddy for wealthy people. He dreams of on day becoming one of those people, who have caters to his service and doing luxory things. He grows up and gets what he wants. Except the girl. He wants this girl more than anything, but all she does is lead him around. They soon fade away and move on. He later realizes that she was not the one for him. He didnt mean anything to her. We heard a few songs in class that reminded me of this story. The events that happen in this story remind me of highschool romances. They feel they are the right one but soon enought they move on or want something else. But you know. Things happen….

I like being outdoors, so Everest would be something I would want to do. This guy did on hes honeymoon.  I would not do that because you would be merried for like 3 days and then have a huge chance of dieing. But I think they have a lot of courage to do what they do and live through it. Im not sure I would want to do it because it costs so much and I couldnt see all my friends and others dieing. They started out going through the towns below the mountain to get spiritual aid and to get supplies and guides to help. I think that would be cool going through the small towns and going to base camp to be with the people who live up there. It would be cool to just hang out with all the town people and to hang out at base camp helping out all the climbers. Or i would like to be one of the guides who have climbing in their blood. But i liked the documentary.

It all started when my uncle asked if I wanted to go to Cerlew lake out by New Underwood. The night before. So i stayed the night at his house and my and my cousin stayed up until 1 in the morning playing Guitar Hero 3. And also I had to get up at 5 in the morning to help my dad out before we left. So i did that, and i was dead tired. So i went to my dads and then went back to my uncles and we got ready and left at about 6. We got up there and after driving around and drilling holes with his ice auger we finally found a sopt we wanted to fish. So we got everything set up and my uncle said grab the auger lets go and try to find deeper water. So i grabbed the 60 pound auger and walked and drilled and walked and drilled, after about 45 minutes of doing that I had walked about a mile on the ice and drilled 100 holes. I was pretty tired. So i went back to the truck to warm up and we didnt even get a nibble on anything. So we packed everything up about 2 hours later and got our .22 rifle out went rabbit hunting. We had seen at least 20 rabbits on our way up to the lake so we went out hunting. And of coarse now that we were hunting we didnt see even close to as many as before. But me, my brother, my cousin, and uncle all got shots. My uncle and me got cotton tails. And my brother and cousin got jackrabbits. The jackrabbits were going to get the fur and tan it. The fur was really white and thick. In the summer its all scraggley and the have flees. So in all it was a pretty much boring day exept for the rabbit hunting which was pretty fun.

Today I added onto my poem. I added new sentences and made it a little longer and more descriptive. Today it came to me much easier because I was writing down thing I use to to. Like play guitar. Yesterday it was much harder. Today i didnt even use a picture and it all came to me in just a few monutes.

My poem was really short. It came to me slowly. I looked at pictures to help me. I finally found one to write on. I was mostly looking for rhyming words to make my poem. Im not real good with writing and especially with poetry. But I got a little poem done and it wasent too hard.

A few poets I would like to research is Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Edgar allen Poe, and Robert Frost. My first choice would be Edgar Allen Poe because I have read many on his stories and his poems and I like his work. He mostly wrote scarier stories. He didnt have a good like. When he was very young he lost both of his parents. He moved in with a wealthy relitave. He didnt sell any of his poems or books when he was alive. The people didnt think his work was very good. He ended up killing himself in baltimore. He has become one of the best known poets ever. And Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, he has the same as Edgar. I have read some of his stuff. He had 2 wifes and lost both of them. Suffered tradgies. So it will be a hard choice deciding between them.

I didnt like how the book ended. The old man worked hard for that fish and in the end he gave up and let the sharks have it. When he got back no one knew what he had done or realized what he did. After the sharks kept coming and taking more and more of the fish he gave up. All he wanted to do was get back to land. When he got back he went straight to his house and slept. The tourists didnt know what the fish even was. He went through all that for nothing. The only people that knew what he had really done was the boy and the old man. A few people realized how big the fish was. But no one was with him to find out what he went through and the battle it took to get him. Overall I didnt like the book that much because it was full of dissapointments.

Well some say that men are lazy. They dont do anything but sit around and drink beer. Others would say that they are hard working and strong. They provide for the family and the wife does house work.  Most men provide for a family. Some just sit around and drink beer and collect welfare. But not many.