Monday, April 4, 2016

Grades Persuasive Paragraph

Grades can either make, or break you. If you ask me I think that you should get graded on effort and not how good you did on the assignment. A lot of people think that this would make it so kids wouldn't try because they don’t with getting regular grades. I think different though. I think if you got graded on effort it would make everyone try a little harder. Their are people out there simply that aren't very bright, but they try really hard to get the good grade. A lot of kids also stay out of extra curricular activities because I know that a lot of the kids I’m my grade stay away from that because they want to keep up on there work. Studies have shown that kids that do sports and things to this affect get better grades. So I think that getting graded on the effort would make this a better, but there will always be those kids that don't try, but I think that that shouldn't spoil it for the kids that really work hard and try to get the good grade.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

The Cabins 

When you are young there are so many family memories you can make or at least thats what my grandma says. About every year my family go to this one spot. The spot were many family memories are made. The place I always wish I was. That place…
We get out of the car finally. My family has been driving for so long a whole 8 hours. We step out and the first thing I hear is the splashing noise the fish are making. Then I look strait ahead, and I see the pink, orange, gray and blue cabins. They look old like the paint has been there since dinosaurs have ruled the earth. When you go inside the cabins it looks brand-new. It looks as if the cabins were ruled by a king on the inside they were that nice. 
Next and probably more important was my whole family was heading to the cabins. I felt like the luckiest kid in the world I was at my favorite place, and my cousins are even coming who could ask for more. The first person who drives up is in a mini van and I thought to my self who could that be. My Uncle B who traveled all the way from texas. hops out of the car and comes and hugs me. Knowing him I thought he would drive up in a Bugatti not a mini van. Then my little cousin Ezra gets out of the car he was the only boy cousin that I had coming on this trip so it was a relief to see him. Secondly my aunt Chris who traveled from Mississippi shows up and guess what she is in a mini van to. They get out and the girls went to see my sister. Then my uncle Ezra and I all get in to a boat and go fishing.
Last but not least we came back and we caught so many fish in the days that we were there we had enough to have a fish fry. We all sat down at this little picnic table. The food is piling over the plate almost as if it is going to cave in. We all gather hands and say grace. Then right after that it was all war. Every one started grabbing fish and every ones hands went into the bags of chips laying out I am very surprised no one got hurt. 
All and all I always love going to Minnesota with my family. It is a time were we can eat like there is no tomorrow, and also spend time with family.

Like my grandma said when you are young you can make many great new memories. I believe in this fact now. I will never forget the time I spent in Minnesota. The time I spent with my uncle b was priceless I will always cherish this memory.  

Friday, December 18, 2015

My Dad 
My dad has always influenced me to be a better person. He has overcome a lot in his life time. Dad grew up in poverty. His family could barely afford a house and food. He has changed that for himself in a really good way. My dad worries about others before himself, so he is like a doctor.
Dad stands about 6 feet, 4 inches. It is as if he towers over everybody. He always smells like that stuff you put on after you shave, and it is just a soothing smell. You could say he is a bigger person with super, thick, brown hair. You really can’t tell though because it is almost as if he is bald. Dad has a collage of brown and grew whiskers. He is always wearing a short sleeved shirt that has a pocket in the chest area where he keeps pens and pencils. Dad usually wears  jeans with holes in the knee and his Keen shoes. That makes up may dad’s appearance.
My dad, for the most part, is a positive person, or at least he tries to be. He loves my family and I more than anyone could ask and always tries to look at everything in a good way, even the bad things. He wants to provide for his family, and he succeeds. He is what I picture a man being. He is strong, thoughtful, and loving. I love my dad.
I look up to my dad a lot. He always tries to be there for me. He helps me with my homework when I have a lot. He is always there for advice or an answer when I need help. I have always looked up to my dad and this is why.

My dad has a big heart. This is one of the main reasons I like him so much. He is all anyone could want. He is loving and kind. I am the luckiest Shane for a dad.



Stacks on Stacks on Stacks
So many words to many words
So much knowledge in just a few books
Just so overwhelming
Learning more and more
Every day I can
Stacks on stacks on Stacks
Being lost is all the knowledge
Being lost in all the words

Stacks on stacks on stack

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Enrichmet Poem

Looking down every hall
Hoping you wont start to ball
Hoping mom will see you
Praying someone wont swoop you up
So you don’t go in the billboard with the missing pup
Finding your mom 
Being so glad 
now do you no what is next
Trying to find your dad

By: Ephraim Bunner 

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Dear Wilson Rawls, 

When I was in sixth grade, I always dreaded going to reading class. However, this completely changed when I was able to read your book Where the Red Fern Grows.But I also had a teacher that I honestly really didn't like, yet I don't think she really liked me either. My effort in class was lacking because of these things. If I hadn’t read your book, I don’t think that I would be where I am today as a student. I also think that I would probably still be slacking off in my classes. 

It all started in Kindergarten. I never really could just pick up a book and read. My parents and grandparents always used to make me read, but I hated it. It was all the same until I got into the 6th grade, but in my 2nd grade year I had a teacher for reading called Mrs. Hanson. At first, I didn't like her but I grew to like her, but she was a tough teacher.
I remember her saying “I don't care if you don't like reading it is the only thing you have to know to be successful”. Then I thought who cares I don't need to read a stupid book to succeed. I always had dreams of being successful, but I didn't think that I needed to read to be successful. 

Then before you know it came the 6th grade. This is when I had the teacher I didn't like. I really don’t know how I didn't get held back because I really didn't try that hard in any of my classes, but I didn't get held back and for that I am grateful. 

We started the year off bad. My reading teacher and I were always at war. We argued about everything we possibly could. I got mad because I always had to read and I hated to read. I just didn't try and of course I didn't care whatsoever. I think at the end of the first 9 weeks I had a 29% in her class. Then one day we got to read a book, and she let the class choose the book. We had a few choices. They were: Were the Red Fern Grows, Holes and the book The Bully. Of corse we chose Where the Red Fern Grows. When my class chose that book I was super excited. I had seen the movie 100 times, and I loved it. We lived in a small town so everybody trapped coons. We started reading and I just dove into the book. There was action, emotion, happiness and so on. I thought of my self as Billy in that class. I wanted things like I wanted to read this book, Billy wanted to get the coon dogs. I became sad about my grade in that class Billy was sad about the death of his dogs. I wanted the book to go on I never wanted it to end. 

Your book taught me many things. It taught me that if you want anything you need to take risks to succeed. I found a love for reading. I pictured my self as Billy I always wanted to be a good reader, Billy always wanted to be a good trapper. I never want to give up like I use to. Billy never gave up. Your book taught me that if you want anything you have to try. I wanted to have good grades, but I never tried to get the grades. Last of all, your book helped me find a love for reading.

Friday, September 25, 2015

I am from the lake 

I am from the lake
When I reel in the reel I’m at home 
The fight is like needing water 
You need the fight 
The hunt of catching the big one

I am from the farm ponds
The little pond
Waiting for the fish
Standing on the shore 
Still waiting 

I am from the fishing rod
Putting line in the real 
Looking down the eyes if the pole

I am from the fishing reel
Reeling in the reel
Watching the reel 
As if you are about to get a fish

I am from the boat
Sitting in the boat
Wearing the life jacket 
because mom made you
Your butt hurting because
 the seats hurt 
After a wile
Because the seats are hard

I am from the time with my dad
Making fun of him
Getting pushed in the water
Loving the time you have with him

I am from the farm ponds
I am from the fishing reel and rod 
I am from the boat
I am from the time with my dad
I am from the lake