Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Best friends.

I have not one, but two best friends. Nicole and Ariana. They're BOTH my best friends, so I could never choose one over the other. That's why I'm choosing to write about both of them. :)

Physically, they're pretty different. One's tall, the other's short. Ariana's hair is really blond, almost white, and Nicole's hair is more of a dirty blond. The main thing they share in common main thing is that they both have great laughs that can make you smile, even if you didn't find anything funny. They tend to laugh a lot. Nicole does track & soccer, Ariana does basketball. Ariana hates soccer. If you kicked a soccer ball in her direction, she'd scream and run the other direction. Oh yes, she hates it that much.

They know how to have a good time, especially in the dullest and most boring situations. Nicole and Ariana have very bubbly personatlities. You could say that they're quite the extroverts, they're happy 99% of the time, and they know how to cheer a person up. The two of them are also very ambitious and friendly people. The differences the three of us might have don't matter, what matters is our friendship, which is going to stay strong for a long time.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Earliest Memory-

I opened my little chocolate brown eyes to my daddy trying to get me to wake up. He said something about school. Oh yeah! It was my first day of Kindergarten. I hopped up out of my bed, and ran into the kitchen-waiting for me was my mommy who had made chocolate chip pancakes. With a cold glass of milk. Yummm, my favorite. Well, maybe not the milk. :) After I ate, it was time for me to get dressed. My mom had laid out my most favorite dress ever-it was a dark pink, and it had flowers ALL OVER. And of course I couldn't forget my most favorite headband to go with it. Now it was time for my parents to take pictures. I loved smiling for the camera-all eyes were on me. I felt like a princess. :)
I admit it, I was afraid to go to Kindergarten. All the new faces, the older kids. It was a big school. Come on, who wouldn't be a little bit scared? I was entering a whole other world-school. I slowly walked into the classroom, with my mother and father by my side. I'm glad that I wasn't the only one; a lot of the other kids were with their parents also. I knew it was time for class to start because the parents were leaving. I gave my parents hugs, and they told me to have a great day. I didn't know where to sit, so I just sat at a table with a group of girls. We instantly became friends. They each had different personalities. How we all became friends, I'm not sure. Opposites attract, I suppose? Anyways, once the bell rang my mother and father were waiting outside the door for me, arms open, ready for a gigantic bear hug. I took their hands, ready to head home. Later that night, it was my bed time, but I couldn't sleep. I guess I was too excited. Phew, Kindergarten was tiring. Only 179 more days to go.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Rebecca::Imagery

I'm reading Rebecca by Daphne Du Marier. The dominating element that is used throughout the book is imagery, at least in my opinion. I think if the main character, whose name is never revealed, didn't explain the setting with lots of detail, you wouldn't know what was going on, or where the story took place. The detailed descriptions of Manderley, the house, the rooms, and etc., really help the reader imagine what the setting looks like, because it creates a vivid picture in your head. Without imagery in Rebecca, the book would have no added depth to it and make you feel like you're part of the story.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Outside Reading*

For my outside reading assignment I'm reading Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier. At first, I wasn't really interested in this book, but once I started to read the next couple of chapters, I started to get into it. It was extremely obvious to me that imagery was the dominant literary element. I figured that out when I read the first few chapters because the author goes into lots of detail and easily puts a picture in my head. Rebecca was written in first person, so the book would have to be thorough so the narrator could clearly tell what's going on in the story. I would say that the tone in this book is sentimental. The tone doesn't shift from chapter to chapter because all of Rebecca is narrated by the same character and stays very emotional throughout the whole story.



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