<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:33:39.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Write Overload</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-415794649393041022</id><published>2010-06-02T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T07:06:55.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Night &lt;/em&gt;by Elie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Weisel&lt;/span&gt; is truly an inspirational and motivating story.  This is a autobiography on how he survived the Holocaust.  The novel was depressing with all that he went through to survive to tell his tale.  His plot, characters, and theme are some that are unique.&lt;br /&gt;  The plot was interesting.  Elie and his family were warned by a begger that the Holocaust would happen, but nobody believed him and thought he was crazy.  Then it all happened when the German soldiers went to their town and captured them.  Forcing them all into trucks to get to work camps.  Everybody kept believing they would survive, but some knew better.  Elie and his father were seperated from his mother and sister.  They would never see each other again.  They were moved from camp to camp beating selection each time so they wouldn't get thrown into the crematorium.  When they were forced to run for miles on end, many people had died and his father had caught a sickness.  Elie had to take care of his father, but he knew it was too late for his dad.  His dad died and he had to live on by himself.&lt;br /&gt;  The characters of the novel were inspirational.  Elie is the author of the book writing about his life during the Holocaust.  He went through so much and lived to tell his story of how he survived the Holocaust.  Elie's dad is a great fellow too.  He had almost survived until the end when they had to run through snow for hours and miles.  He caught a sickness and was going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;  The theme of this story is one that is like many others.  Never give up.  Even when things get tough like Elie's story of his survival; just keep trying.  Even after his dad had died he tried to do his best to live on and he did.  He lived to tell his story to everybody about the horrors of the Holocaust/&lt;br /&gt;  To sum it up, Elie Wiesel's &lt;em&gt;Night&lt;/em&gt; was a great novel to read.  Real life retelling of his life during the Holocaust.  Even if you dont like autobiographies, I'd give this book a chance and read it just once to know of the horrors of Hitler and the Holocaust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-415794649393041022?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/415794649393041022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/06/night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/415794649393041022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/415794649393041022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/06/night.html' title='Night'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-3870593760361170096</id><published>2010-06-01T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:01:03.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester Test</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been a new student at school?  It's very nerve-wrecking to say the least because you don't know anybody most of the time and it's hard making friends being the new student.  In &lt;em&gt;High School Musical, &lt;/em&gt;Gabriella &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Montez&lt;/span&gt; was the new girl at East High after she had to transfer. &lt;br /&gt;  Troy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bolten&lt;/span&gt; and Gabriella &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Montez&lt;/span&gt; meet at the beginning at a party and have to sing in front of a crowd and realize they are attracted to each other, so they exchange numbers after Gabriella had to leave.  Later, she transfers schools and it happens to be East High; home of the Wildcats.  Troy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bolten&lt;/span&gt; is the captain of the basketball team there and he sees her at school and tries to get into contact with her right away and show her around.  They get interested in the school's musical and both audition for it.  The people that Gabriella hang out with don't like the basketball team and likewise for Troy's group.  So they try to stop Gabriella and Troy from performing in the musical.  They succeeded for a bit, but realize it was wrong of them to do that to Gabriella and Troy so they go and fix the problem by telling them what really happened.  Knowing what really happen, Troy and Gabriella get back with each other and both perform in the musical.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;em&gt;High School Musical &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;West Side Story&lt;/em&gt; are very similar to an extent.  Both showing how it could be like being from different groups of people who don't like each other.  In &lt;em&gt;High School Musical&lt;/em&gt; Gabriella was the shy genius girl who excelled in Math and Science while Troy was the captain of the basketball team.  Their cliques they hung out with did not like each other and tried to stop them from performing together in the musical and just stick to what they know.  While in &lt;em&gt;West Side Story&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Puertoricans&lt;/span&gt; and Americans did not like each other and started fights with each other to solve their problems.  When things got really serious, leaders of both the gangs died and the rest of the gang tried to finish off the situation, but when someone gets shot the gangs stop their rivalry and know its not worth it to die for. &lt;br /&gt;  I enjoyed &lt;em&gt;High School Musical&lt;/em&gt; more than the other plays we have watched.  Reason being it was from our time period and it shows how life really can be sometimes being the new student at a school and how schools can be divided up into cliques.  The musical was well thought out with great actors and characters and the singing was pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;  To sum it up, &lt;em&gt;High School Musical &lt;/em&gt;was a great musical.  Showing life as it can be sometimes with two cliques who oppose each other and being new to a school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-3870593760361170096?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/3870593760361170096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/06/semester-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/3870593760361170096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/3870593760361170096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/06/semester-test.html' title='Semester Test'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-8626234077239048380</id><published>2010-05-28T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:09:57.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness</title><content type='html'>Darkness in my conception is like Death himself in disguise.  In &lt;em&gt;Night&lt;/em&gt; he was always there for the Jews.  Waiting on them to give up their life to him because he was willing to make life easier on them if they just gave up to him.  The darkness drives people crazy sometimes and that could be Death that does so.  When the Jews had to run in the snow in the darkness for miles on end, Death had been waiting for them to give up to him.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLmjROiVQcc/S__ALIldGKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3RX8dfyMWGw/s1600/Crematorium.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476306969421486242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLmjROiVQcc/S__ALIldGKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3RX8dfyMWGw/s320/Crematorium.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-8626234077239048380?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/8626234077239048380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/darkness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8626234077239048380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8626234077239048380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/darkness.html' title='Darkness'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLmjROiVQcc/S__ALIldGKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3RX8dfyMWGw/s72-c/Crematorium.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-374855631002653504</id><published>2010-05-24T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T06:38:37.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Gatsby Book Review</title><content type='html'>F. Scott. Fitzgerald's &lt;em&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/em&gt; was a great book for the 1920's. It showed how life was during the Roaring Twenties with people having parties everyday, just having the best times of their lives. The characters, plot, and theme are important in this 1920's novel.&lt;br /&gt;First off, the characters were interesting to say the least. Nick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Carraway&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;genuine fellow who goes and visits his relative, Daisy, in West Egg. He finds Jordan Baker with Daisy and he falls in love with her for a little while. When he meets Gatsby, he is used by him to get closer to Daisy. Gatsby is a mysterious man. Nobody really knows of his past, but everybody gossips about him and goes to his parties he has every night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Next, the plot was nicely planned out. Nick goes to East Egg and happens to live by Jay Gatsby. He is Daisy's relative and is used by Gatsby to get closer to Daisy and he tries to win her heart back by showing her all his posessions and his magnificent home. When Tom finds out about Gatsby trying to win back Daisy's heart he gets into a heated argument with him and tells Daisy to move away with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lastly, the theme of the novel is don't judge a book by it's cover. Gatsby is a man with a mysterious past, but he is a nice, hard-working man who earned his own money after he ran out within a business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up, &lt;em&gt;The Great Gatsby &lt;/em&gt;was a good read.  I didn't think it would be any good at first, but it turned out to be a pretty decent book.  So give this book a try and don't judge a book by its cover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-374855631002653504?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/374855631002653504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-gatsby-book-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/374855631002653504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/374855631002653504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-gatsby-book-review.html' title='The Great Gatsby Book Review'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-8524112738350093256</id><published>2010-05-24T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T06:49:36.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Legend Book Review</title><content type='html'>Richard &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Matheson's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;I Am Legend&lt;/em&gt; is simply a magnificent book.  It has loads of action, drama, suspense, and much more.  The characters, plot, and theme are very important in this action-packed adventure novel. &lt;br /&gt;  To begin with, the characters were very unique and stunning.  Robert Neville, the protagonist, is the sole survivor of a plague that has wiped out all of humanity as he knows it.  He lives in a house that he fortifies to protect against the vampires that attack his house every night trying to feast of on blood.  Ruth, a girl Robert met on his daily routines, is an attractive girl.  She is able to get Neville to trust her for a short while, and in that time she falls in love with him when she used to hate him because she did not know why he killed vampires.  She steals information from him and gives it to the vampires who later capture him in his own home.&lt;br /&gt;  Next off, the plot was very intense.  Neville is the only survivor of the plague he thinks could be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vampirism&lt;/span&gt;.  Everyday he goes and kills vampires in the morning when they are asleep to get rid of them, but one day he doesn't get back home in time and the vampires are already out and when they see him and his car, they race after him.  He gets rid of all of them by tricking them and going around the block and runs into his garage.  Later he finds a dog, he feeds it everyday for a while.  But, one day it wobbles to his house and it was bitten by a vampire and infected.  So he had to put it to death, the only companion he had found since the plague.&lt;br /&gt;  Finally, the theme was an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appropriate&lt;/span&gt; one.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; judge someone by how they look, which is like saying don't judge a book by its cover.  Robert Neville had judged the vampires as evil and tried to rid the world of their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;existence&lt;/span&gt; as they try to his every night.  The vampires think Neville is the bad guy though, because he is destroying their kind every morning while they sleep.  He is the last human on Earth that he knows of and he tries to get rid of them.  Ruth finds out Neville is actually not a bad person, but only doing what he does to survive. &lt;br /&gt;  In conclusion, Richard &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Matheson's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;I Am Legend &lt;/em&gt;is a splendid novel.  A page-turner that keeps you going till the very end.  This book would go on my Top 10 list for best books read.  It was an inspiration for other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apocalyptic&lt;/span&gt; and fantasy book writers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-8524112738350093256?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/8524112738350093256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-legend-book-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8524112738350093256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8524112738350093256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-legend-book-review.html' title='I Am Legend Book Review'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-7153487857137219076</id><published>2010-05-19T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:24:47.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holocaust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLmjROiVQcc/S_SoJ9Fz1mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ytep2MFVbaI/s1600/Halocaust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473184336133215842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLmjROiVQcc/S_SoJ9Fz1mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ytep2MFVbaI/s320/Halocaust.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The meaning of the word "Holocaust" to me was the horrible and cruel attempt of genocide for the Jews. The horrendous killing and torture devices were too much to bare for the Jews. The Nazis were anti-Semitic and tried to kill all the Jews they could find to eliminate them. They failed and Hitler committed suicide. The Holocaust was a horrible event and should never happen again in any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/HP_ADM~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/HP_ADM~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" /&gt;This picture was borrowed from: &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a4/Holocaust123.JPG&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.naacp.org/advocacy/theadvocate/rat_sped/july_07/reparations/index.htm&amp;amp;usg=__eLIlhWdOu0ZsyTVGZz443goAelE=&amp;amp;h=410&amp;amp;w=500&amp;amp;sz=45&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=21&amp;amp;sig2=DXg0H-YAKiBdIfIUUv-wTQ&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=qis0oDXfljw8aM:&amp;amp;tbnh=107&amp;amp;tbnw=130&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dholocaust%2Bpictures%26start%3D20%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Dactive%26sa%3DN%26ndsp%3D20%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;ei=z0X1S_eQO4uSMsnr9ZgF"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-7153487857137219076?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/7153487857137219076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/meaning-of-word-holocaust-to-me-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7153487857137219076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7153487857137219076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/meaning-of-word-holocaust-to-me-was.html' title='Holocaust'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLmjROiVQcc/S_SoJ9Fz1mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ytep2MFVbaI/s72-c/Halocaust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-8197917252675093877</id><published>2010-05-19T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:19:43.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fictional Acceptance Speech</title><content type='html'>I accept this reward for Player of The Year (PoTY) with heightened emotions.  I knew I was good, but I did not think I would win this award.  I have played for three years on and off due to personal problems, but I would not have won this award if people had not been there to support me and cheer me on.  I would like to thank my family, coaches, and friends for being there for me when I needed it.&lt;br /&gt;  My family was very helpful during my seasons.  They would drive to all my games and watch me play and cheer me on the whole time, even if we lost.  They would say to me "Good job son you tried your best, you'll beat 'em next time."  That really motivated me to try my best and be all I can be to win for our team.  Thank you guys and I love you so much for being there for me all the time and for the support, without you guys I might not have won this astounding reward.&lt;br /&gt;  My coaches were great.  They were mean and made us do a lot of training, but that was all worth it when we won a game.  We needed 'em just as much as they needed us, the players, to win the game.  The coaches always made some useful plays that gave us the lead.  These guys were awesome, and I thank you for being there and being tough on me because you knew I had it in me to do my best and I did to win this award. &lt;br /&gt; Ahh, now its all about my friends.  These guys were awesome.  Some of them played with me and we practiced with each other to get better.  My other friends were great too.  Coming to my games to watch me play and cheer me on.  You guys are just important to my success as everyone else is.  I thank everyone for my success and I take great pride in winning this great award.&lt;br /&gt;  If it wasn't for everyone being there for me, I might not have won this award because people cheering me on and encouraging me is what keeps me going to strive to do my best.  Thank you everyone for being there to help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-8197917252675093877?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/8197917252675093877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/fictional-acceptance-speech.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8197917252675093877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8197917252675093877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/fictional-acceptance-speech.html' title='Fictional Acceptance Speech'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-2971821657905127587</id><published>2010-05-03T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T08:30:52.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Westside Story</title><content type='html'>The Jets and Sharks have had a sort of grudge against each other since they moved to America and they got jumped by a Jet.  They think they can't live together because of their race and they try to keep away from each other and stay with their own race.  Tony and Maria meet at a dance together and kiss and they fall in love and keep trying to meet each other.  Later, they arrange a fight with each other and some people get killed.  Tony tried to stop the fight at first but no one would listen so Tony kills Bernardo after Bernado killed the Jets leader.  Tony goes and sees Maria after the fight and she forgives him for killing her brother.  The two gangs are divided about taking revenge on each other or just trying to stay out of trouble.  The Jets are going to attack the Sharks first because of some false lead.  Tony is told Maria is dead to keep him away from her.  Chino shoots Tony with a gun when he sees him with Maria.  The conflict between the two gangs is resolved when Tony is killed and taken away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-2971821657905127587?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/2971821657905127587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/westside-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/2971821657905127587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/2971821657905127587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/05/westside-story.html' title='Westside Story'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-3074768779731937635</id><published>2010-04-29T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:36:05.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1920's</title><content type='html'>I would not like to have lived in the 1920's because it doesn't seem too great with all the drama going on around that period of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-3074768779731937635?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/3074768779731937635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/1920s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/3074768779731937635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/3074768779731937635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/1920s.html' title='1920&apos;s'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-7967116772906748884</id><published>2010-04-29T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:35:14.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Night</title><content type='html'>Prom Night was pretty awesome.  I didn't go to Prom, but I went to go hang out with friends at a party and had tons of fun. I cant go all into detail on what I did, but it was an awesome party and I stayed there for Prom night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-7967116772906748884?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/7967116772906748884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/prom-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7967116772906748884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7967116772906748884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/prom-night.html' title='Prom Night'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-2364672987502760294</id><published>2010-04-19T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T08:46:31.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiddler On The Roof</title><content type='html'>Tradition is very important.  The kids go to Hebrew school and their parents pick who they shall marry.  In the circle of their town there are certain people who are more respected like the rabbi.   In a family, people will have kids to help with farming the land.  Although, Tevye has five kids, they are all girls who cannot help with the farming.  Girls are chosen their husbands when they reach the age of twenty.  Without tradition, their lives would be shaken, unstable, and chaotic.  Tradition is a foundation that Jews rely upon to hold stability for their civilization.  Everyone wears a prayersha to show their faith in God.  Spitting on the ground after cursing is what they believe will remove the curse from their mouth.  On the Sabbath day, they say a prayer before super and do not work on the Sabbath day.  The fiddler on the roof represents how the Jews are.  They are just trying to live life to its fullest while not breaking their necks doing so.  They like to celebrate by drinking and dancing in the pub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-2364672987502760294?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/2364672987502760294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/fiddler-on-roof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/2364672987502760294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/2364672987502760294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/fiddler-on-roof.html' title='Fiddler On The Roof'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-8622747340001703041</id><published>2010-04-09T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:35:07.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Verbal Communication</title><content type='html'>There are many ways to communicate non-verbally.  Facial expressions are one of the more ways Mr. Bean communicated.   He made faces to show how he felt.  He also used hand gestures pretty often and body language.  People could tell what he was doing by body langauge and hand gestures.  Eyes are a good way to communicate without talking as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-8622747340001703041?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/8622747340001703041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/non-verbal-communication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8622747340001703041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8622747340001703041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/non-verbal-communication.html' title='Non-Verbal Communication'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-8477537275063256559</id><published>2010-04-01T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T08:44:54.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Locker Searches/Personal Searches</title><content type='html'>Locker searches/Personal searches at school is a debated subject in schools.  I, for one do not support the searching of lockers or personal searches of the student's personal items.  I can approve of locker searches because it is the school's property and the ability to check through them is fine, but checking through our personal belongings should not be allowed because it is our own belongings and people do not have the right to search through that.  I found information to support my statements &lt;a href="http://bears.k12.ar.us/locker_and_personal_searches.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Three points I should note off are about locker searches, personal searches, and approval of the debate.  First off, locker searches in school.  They are allowed because lockers are property of the school and if you choose to use them.  You also choose to let them search through it anytime.  The school wants its environment to be safe and carefree.  By searching through lockers for illegal weapons or substances, it rids the threat of harm a little.  Next, searching of personal items.  These are only allowed if the student is under suspicision and the school is then allowed to search through the student's car, belongings, and pat them.  Checking through personal items should not be allowed unless you drive a car, and only then can the school check their cars and not their other belongings.  Lastly, Approval of this situation.  Searching through lockers is fine.  It is the school's property and if you want to use their property, they can check it.  Personal searching although, is not approved of.  Being it is the student's personal items and should not be able to come to school without being checked and only their cars being checked.  To sum it up, locker searches/personal searches are somewhat approved and disapproved of.  Locker searches,personal searches, and the approval of it are what I took the most of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-8477537275063256559?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/8477537275063256559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/locker-searchespersonal-searches.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8477537275063256559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/8477537275063256559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/04/locker-searchespersonal-searches.html' title='Locker Searches/Personal Searches'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-4386330161118312065</id><published>2010-03-17T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T06:44:50.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patricks Day</title><content type='html'>When I think of this day... I think of like leprechauns, pots of gold, green, etc.  As well as going to school and then forgetting to wear green.  Thus, getting pinched by everyone, but when you go to pinch someone else you get hit back because they are wearing green where you cannot see it sadly.  That is what I think St. Patricks Day is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-4386330161118312065?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/4386330161118312065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-patricks-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/4386330161118312065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/4386330161118312065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-patricks-day.html' title='St. Patricks Day'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-327407743970923024</id><published>2010-03-15T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T06:46:35.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tricks Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Tricks&lt;/em&gt; by Ellen Hopkins was a pretty breath-taking book.  The book was a little more on the mature side for young adult readers, but it was a great book.  The characters, settings, and theme were interesting.  First off, the characters were very interesting in what they did and how they were.  I didn't think Cody would go into prositution.  He was a straight guy who had an amazing girlfriend.  Since his dad died life has gotten worse for him and he went into prositution with guys because he makes more money.  Another great character is Ginger.  She ran off with her friend because she was being sexually abused by her mom's dates because they pay her mom to have time with Ginger.  Ginger and her friend were raking in the money with strip parties and bachelor parties because they were underaged.  Her friend goes into prositution because she keeps thinking they need more money, but they really have enough money to go on.  Next, the settings of the book varied.  The book went from character to character in each chapter.  The setting for Seth was in L.A. because he had gotten kicked out of the house when his dad found out he was gay.  Whitney, a small town country Christian girl was sent off into Arizona for treatment because they had thought she was taken over by demons because of the way she acted around Andrew.  Lastly, the theme was a good one.  Never give up because things might turn around for the better even if your life seems like it can't get any better and you just want to slump over and die.  Life can't always get worse just wait for the change and let it be for the better.  In summary, &lt;em&gt;Tricks&lt;/em&gt; by Ellen Hopkins was a satisfying read.  It was a page-turner that was good from start to the end if you are mature enough to read it like so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-327407743970923024?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/327407743970923024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/tricks-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/327407743970923024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/327407743970923024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/tricks-review.html' title='Tricks Review'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-7139662237913181293</id><published>2010-03-15T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T06:33:31.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Civil War</title><content type='html'>Civils Wars are common between people of the same ethnicity, but it could happen to anyone.  A boyfriend/girlfriend situation, family matters, people of the same country fighting over something they want.   It can happen to anyone and it usually happens at least once in every person's life.  I was in a civil war with my family.  My mom and dad had a divorce.  My mom left and went to Arizona and my dad just stayed in Arkansas.  I had to go live with my mom for a year or so and her boyfriend was a loser to me.  Then I went and lived with my dad for a while who is also a loser to me.  He didn't like me very much because I always left to go hang out somewhere everyday and I didn't like him very much either.  So I left both my parents and went to go live with my grandma.  She gripes a lot about dumb things but its better than my parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-7139662237913181293?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/7139662237913181293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/civil-war.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7139662237913181293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7139662237913181293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/civil-war.html' title='Civil War'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-4755116313451054024</id><published>2010-03-15T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T06:27:01.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic-sized Commitment</title><content type='html'>I dont think I could commit to all the things they practice before the Olympics.  All those days of training for many days before they are finally in it.  That's a lot of commitment to make to prepare for the Olympics.  I, for one, couldn't be commited to all of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-4755116313451054024?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/4755116313451054024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/olympic-sized-commitment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/4755116313451054024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/4755116313451054024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/olympic-sized-commitment.html' title='Olympic-sized Commitment'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-7354496284521407063</id><published>2010-03-15T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T06:15:46.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silas Marner</title><content type='html'>Silas Marner was excommunicated from his town and he left to go live in another.  He lives there sewing on his loom in solitude and counting his money.  Silas is robbed later on of all his money and finds a little girl instead of his money.  He finds the mother of the little girl dead outside his house and he raises the little girl on his own.  He teaches her to be a righteous person and disciplined her.  She grew up to be a great person and later finds her Dad, but doesn't go to live with him after she finds out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-7354496284521407063?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/7354496284521407063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/silas-marner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7354496284521407063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7354496284521407063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/silas-marner.html' title='Silas Marner'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-7737465525769765902</id><published>2010-03-08T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T06:52:46.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banning iPods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.appleinsider.com/articles/07/02/07/new_york_may_ban_ipods_while_crossing_city_streets.html"&gt;Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that banning iPods during school isn't a very clever idea. Students will still try to find a way to cheat either way anyways. Using iPods to cheat is a pretty good idea because it is not obvious and detectable. On the other hand not many students try to cheat using iPods. Some students just prefer to listen to music on them as a past-time during school. Students will find better and less detactable ways to cheat if iPods are taken away and then there will be more cheaters. Music helps in the long run because some students listen to music when they are doing their homework or studying to tune out all the other noises around them so they can concentrate. iPods should not be banned as well but only confiscated before tests or important exams so no one can cheat on the test and then give back to the students after the test is over. That stops the possibility of cheating on iPods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-7737465525769765902?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/7737465525769765902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/banning-ipods.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7737465525769765902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/7737465525769765902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/banning-ipods.html' title='Banning iPods'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-6968825607976232321</id><published>2010-03-02T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T08:03:56.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral Com. Earthquakes, Global Warming, and European Storm</title><content type='html'>Earthquake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/lt_chile_earthquake;_ylt=Asvgs.kkTmBm2Gg.uvDxPX.s0NUE;_ylu=X3oDMTNqYmlkcW5yBGFzc2V0A2FwLzIwMTAwMzAxL2x0X2NoaWxlX2VhcnRocXVha2UEY2NvZGUDbW9zdHBvcHVsYXIEY3BvcwMxBHBvcwMyBHB0A2hvbWVfY29rZQRzZWMDeW5fdG9wX3N0b3J5BHNsawNjaGlsZXRyb29wc3A-"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/lt_chile_earthquake;_ylt=Asvgs.kkTmBm2Gg.uvDxPX.s0NUE;_ylu=X3oDMTNqYmlkcW5yBGFzc2V0A2FwLzIwMTAwMzAxL2x0X2NoaWxlX2VhcnRocXVha2UEY2NvZGUDbW9zdHBvcHVsYXIEY3BvcwMxBHBvcwMyBHB0A2hvbWVfY29rZQRzZWMDeW5fdG9wX3N0b3J5BHNsawNjaGlsZXRyb29wc3A-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damage was devastating and horrendous.  Many people died, screaming and crying for their lives.  The government tried to help by sending satelites, food, water, and other basic materials to them to help them survive and rebuild.  Firefighters urged citizens to stay inside but no one had heard it coming till it had hit their house.  Many people are homeless with very few homes left to inhabit because many were destroyed.  The government is doing its best to try to help the people rebuild their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global Warming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/csm/20100228/ts_csm/283713"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/csm/20100228/ts_csm/283713&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people do not believe in Global Warming and the numbers have increased almost doubling.  The IPCC are suffering with less public confidence and are having a hard time with this situation.  Many people do believe in Global Warming as well but, some just do not care increasing from 29% to 33%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;European Storm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100301/ap_on_re_eu/eu_france_deadly_storm"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100301/ap_on_re_eu/eu_france_deadly_storm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In France there was a terrible storm that took many lives.  The president donated $3 million dollars to help the cause to fix the problem.  The storm destroyed many homes and left many of them without electricity.  The president met up with residents in homes and promised to get recovery funds to help rebuild the area swiftly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-6968825607976232321?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/6968825607976232321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/oral-com-earthquakes-global-warming-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/6968825607976232321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/6968825607976232321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2010/03/oral-com-earthquakes-global-warming-and.html' title='Oral Com. Earthquakes, Global Warming, and European Storm'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-3633791644794506</id><published>2009-11-24T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T06:42:07.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons Why</title><content type='html'>Food&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Weather&lt;br /&gt;Living&lt;br /&gt;Life Itself&lt;br /&gt;Reunion&lt;br /&gt;Fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-3633791644794506?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/3633791644794506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-10-reasons-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/3633791644794506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/3633791644794506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-10-reasons-why.html' title='Top 10 Reasons Why'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-4413976232380393951</id><published>2009-11-16T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:02:55.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak Book Review</title><content type='html'>Everyone should read this book, its not great, but its not bad either.  Laurie Halls Anderson's &lt;em&gt;Speak &lt;/em&gt;was a very interesting and dramatic novel.  The characters, setting, and the plot weren't that great to be honest, but I enjoyed reading the book.&lt;br /&gt;              First off, the characters in this novel were interesting.  Melinda, the protagonist, is a loner.  She really has no friends since the incident during the party when she called the police. She hides in her closet at school to get away from people because nobody wants to be her friend anymore, not even her old friends.  Andy Evans is a creepy character.  He was the one who raped Melinda at the party when she was drunk and didn't know what was happening.  He is a jock and he is going out with Rachelle, who thinks he is just the best, but she doesn't know the truth about him.  Mr. Freeman could be the coolest character.  He helps Melinda through her school life.  He trears her like anyone else in his classes.  Mr. Freeman is just an awesome guy.&lt;br /&gt;              Next, the setting was in a school just like any other, but a little less realistic.  Melinda goes to Merryweather High School, home of the Wombats.  The setting didn't change that much throughout the novel because Melinda just usually goes to school and goes straight home.  Sometimes she stays in her closet at school though.&lt;br /&gt;              Lastly, the plot was caught my attention.  Melinda starts out in the novel as a loner, she has no friends, nobody.  She meets Heather, who becomes her friend unintentionally because she was new to the school.  Heather later joins the Martha's who do as much as they can to help other people, but just really use Heather to do everything.  So Heather leaves Melinda and now Melinda has no friends.  She gets some help from Ivy later on and finally has the courage to talk to Rachelle about what happened at the party when Andy raped her.  Melinda broke through and could finally confront people and stopped hanging out in her closet.  What happened next, you will have to read the book yourself.&lt;br /&gt;              To sum it up,  &lt;em&gt;Speak&lt;/em&gt; enthralled me with his interesting characters, setting, and the great plot.  I would recommend this book to anyone who has had this happen them in their lives or knows anyone like Melinda in their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-4413976232380393951?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/4413976232380393951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2009/11/speak-book-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/4413976232380393951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/4413976232380393951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2009/11/speak-book-review.html' title='Speak Book Review'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-867233967470581224</id><published>2009-10-19T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:53:46.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Copper Sun</title><content type='html'>Slavery was very harsh and cruel back in the days.  Sharon M. Draper's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Copper Sun &lt;/span&gt;inspired me with its intense storyline and unexpected ending.  The theme, setting, and along with the characters make this book a good read.&lt;br /&gt;           First off, the theme of the book was really interesting to me.  I think it means that even if all odds are against you, never, ever give up.  Amari, one of the protagonists of the story is a girl taken away from her home in Africa to be a slave.  Although she goes through a lot, she never gave up hope and did not just die when life got hard on her.  Polly, the other protagonist is a white indentured servant because of her parents.  They died when she was a child so she has to work off their indentures for them.  She is like Amari, in a sense, because she works with Amari and goes through hardships with her, but together, they never give up.&lt;br /&gt;          Next, the setting helps you understand more about this book.  It starts off in Africa where Amari was kidnapped and taken to the Americas to be slaves.  She then has to go to work for Mr. Derby with Polly.  Amari meets other people like "Tidbit" and "Tennie" who help them through their hard times as a slave.&lt;br /&gt;         Last, the characters in the book make this book a fantastic read.  Amari was a very interesting character.  She was a black slave from Africa.  Her parents and brother were all killed during a raid on her village by the white people.   Polly was also very intriguing.  She is a white indentured servant.  Her parents died when she was young as I said earlier and she has to work off their debt.  Polly was a really helpful to Amari when they ran away together and was very supporting and helpful.&lt;br /&gt;        In conclusion, I really enjoyed this book and would recommend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Copper Sun&lt;/span&gt; to young adult fiction readers who enjoy reading books about history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-867233967470581224?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/867233967470581224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2009/10/copper-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/867233967470581224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/867233967470581224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2009/10/copper-sun.html' title='Copper Sun'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162986954360893512.post-5640523575429244391</id><published>2009-10-19T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T06:22:47.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunger Games</title><content type='html'>Suzanne Collins' &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hunger Games&lt;/span&gt; enthralled me with its constant action and unique plot. Theme, characters, and the plot are very important in this great book.&lt;br /&gt;First off, one thing in the book is even if you have a difficult life- whether its family problems, poverty, or any other difficulties, never give up. As the cliche says "If life gives you lemons, make lemonade." Katniss, the main protagonist, has a very rough life, yet she struggles on every day of her life since her father died to bring food to her mother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;Next, the characters were really quite interesting. Katniss was the protagonist of the story. She took her sister's place in the Hunger Games when her little sister's name was called out. She is very brave and smart. Although Katniss isn't as strong as the other career tributes, she manages to survive for a very long time in the games.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the plot to me, was very interesting and exciting. It starts off telling about Katniss and her friend, Gale's life before she volunteered in her 12-year old sister's place to be in the dangerous and deadly Hunger Games. The boy tribute for District 12 was Peeta, the boy who helped Katniss out when she was very young and during the games to survive as long as they could. In the Hunger Games, 24 tributes fight to the death to survive, but only one person will be named champion and brought home to their district as the victor. There were many grueling deaths and some close calls, but Katniss and Peeta survive until the top ten survives were left. With ten tributes left, will Katniss and Peeta survive? Read Suzanne Collins' &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hunger Games&lt;/span&gt; to find out.&lt;br /&gt;In summary, I recommend this book to young adults who enjoy action/adventure books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162986954360893512-5640523575429244391?l=writeoverload.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/feeds/5640523575429244391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2009/10/hunger-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/5640523575429244391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162986954360893512/posts/default/5640523575429244391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writeoverload.blogspot.com/2009/10/hunger-games.html' title='Hunger Games'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14449106378117126464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
