Blogging is an interesting way to publish your writings. Using the internet as a teaching technique is a recent addition to educating people. A useful tool that has dangerous aspects. Blogging is what is going to replace the paper and pen. This could possibly be a resourceful replacement, but it also replaces the personal meanings associated with getting a letter or writing an essay. Already people recieve a text or IM instead of meeting face to face or a phone call. With the vast expanding internet you'll never ever have to leave your house. You can broadcast yourself through webcams and see your friends the same way. You can order a pizza off the internet and get all your clothes and appliances too. Blogging is just another way to express your self, its just a less personal way.
Paragraph formula is a useful technique for non-fictional informative essays. However, if your trying to free write or do creative writing, I think that this would make the writing process more difficult. Being able to put down your thoughts into organized sentences so that it makes it easier for your audience to understand is a great asset, and whether its outlining your topic or just free writing, as long as it gets down why does it matter how you did it?
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
Sample Writing
Abi Retallick
Writing Sample
Sophmore English
24 August 2007
My object is a tool. A tool that lets different cultures connect. A device that allows men and women's thoughts to be etched onto the minds of a reader. My object is a pen. My pen.
Originally, my translator of thoughts came from Valley Bank, where Ms. Slater had acquired it. I speculate that she had the said object for a couple of weeks before it came into my possesion.
Then on fated day, my previously owned pen ran out of ink in the middle of my first period class, which happened to be taught by Ms. Slater. Ms. Slater was thankfully generous person and allowed me to borrow my soon to be magical wand of words. Once the period ended, I absentmindly forgot to return my newly aquired creator of joy. Thus forming a bond that can only be broken by a shortage of ink.
I have completed many homework assignments, essays, and tests with my fairy staff of imagination and not once has my loyal pen waned in the flow of ink from its ballpoint tip.
The importance of this inanimate object to me is so great and profound that I am at a loss for words. And even trying to fathom would belittle the very essence of the bond that has been formed between hand and writing utensil. If lost, I would be forced to search the bowels of department stores for a new chisel of past occurences, and reforge a bond, an ancient bond, that has been passed down through generations of authors, students, and an assortment of shopping-list writers.
However, all great things must come to an end, and so must my pen. When the ink is gone and the paint is chipped, I'll look back and fondly remember my "uni-trident" of great works of art and not grieve the loss of a magical tool, but joyfully remember the many times I was blessed to write with my pen.
Writing Sample
Sophmore English
24 August 2007
My object is a tool. A tool that lets different cultures connect. A device that allows men and women's thoughts to be etched onto the minds of a reader. My object is a pen. My pen.
Originally, my translator of thoughts came from Valley Bank, where Ms. Slater had acquired it. I speculate that she had the said object for a couple of weeks before it came into my possesion.
Then on fated day, my previously owned pen ran out of ink in the middle of my first period class, which happened to be taught by Ms. Slater. Ms. Slater was thankfully generous person and allowed me to borrow my soon to be magical wand of words. Once the period ended, I absentmindly forgot to return my newly aquired creator of joy. Thus forming a bond that can only be broken by a shortage of ink.
I have completed many homework assignments, essays, and tests with my fairy staff of imagination and not once has my loyal pen waned in the flow of ink from its ballpoint tip.
The importance of this inanimate object to me is so great and profound that I am at a loss for words. And even trying to fathom would belittle the very essence of the bond that has been formed between hand and writing utensil. If lost, I would be forced to search the bowels of department stores for a new chisel of past occurences, and reforge a bond, an ancient bond, that has been passed down through generations of authors, students, and an assortment of shopping-list writers.
However, all great things must come to an end, and so must my pen. When the ink is gone and the paint is chipped, I'll look back and fondly remember my "uni-trident" of great works of art and not grieve the loss of a magical tool, but joyfully remember the many times I was blessed to write with my pen.
My Response to Shirley Jackson's "The Lottery"
Abigail Retallick
Lottery Paragraph
Sophomore English
21 September 2007
The Lottery is a short story with unsaid purpose, well-developed characters, and a deadly tradition. Shirley Jackson uses unseen connotations to get her point across to her audience. A possible hidden meaning that our sophomore English class discussed was not following the herd. Another one was that not everything the mass population is doing is right. Jackson’s characters were normal humans. The whole village had separate personalities that painted the story with different aspects. The purpose of the lottery in the story was never stated. We know that it is an old ritualistic ceremony with most of the traditions forgotten and no longer used. The only things remaining from the original lottery are the black box and the stones. Is this old formality a sacrifice for innocent blood or is it and aged tradition that the only reason they still have it around is for familiarity? The Lottery is a thought invoking work that had some twisted parts and pondering concepts.
Lottery Paragraph
Sophomore English
21 September 2007
The Lottery is a short story with unsaid purpose, well-developed characters, and a deadly tradition. Shirley Jackson uses unseen connotations to get her point across to her audience. A possible hidden meaning that our sophomore English class discussed was not following the herd. Another one was that not everything the mass population is doing is right. Jackson’s characters were normal humans. The whole village had separate personalities that painted the story with different aspects. The purpose of the lottery in the story was never stated. We know that it is an old ritualistic ceremony with most of the traditions forgotten and no longer used. The only things remaining from the original lottery are the black box and the stones. Is this old formality a sacrifice for innocent blood or is it and aged tradition that the only reason they still have it around is for familiarity? The Lottery is a thought invoking work that had some twisted parts and pondering concepts.
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