What's been going on in Chapter 11 of Lord of the Flies.......

I would like to start off that Piggy is dead and I am just angered with the power of one that might destroy a whole race of people. Piggy should not be dead. Jack should be dead because I think everyone agrees that he is the most sickening character in the whole story. If it wasn't for him going all bamboozled Piggy would be alive. If you are reading this Jack I want to tell you that in Saudi Arabia they cut off your hands for stealing. I will fly you all the way over to Saudi Arabia just to smuggle apples into your pockets. You are a murderer of the true higher power. It may not of been you that rolled the rock that hit Piggy but you are the reason it happened. Because of this event we see the true work of a savage that does not hold back when it comes to his territory and rule.

Now that I have released all of that inner tension in the form of digital text I will explain another major event of this chapter. For one this the conch breaks. For me this was just the apex of anarchy for the boys on the island. Without that shell there is no sign for higher rule. Nobody has power and it is every man for themselves with alliances between the some of the boys. It's as if the whole story was leading up to this moment as the savages grow more and more in insanity until it finally cracks and all leadership is worthless.

We also see that Ralph and Jack get into an epic controversy over Piggy's glasses and the conches power. This then leads to an epic brawl between the two chiefs.  Not once, but twice in a row. This moment beyond no others show the greatness of opposition between the two of them. It was sanity versus insanity. I was also wondering what this may of looked like. How dirty were they and how long was their hair? I sort of imagined it as a heavy metal mosh pit. The long hair, and the dirt, and the shoulder shoving. I mean it makes perfect since to me to see that connection.

THE BOOKS THIS YEAR BY FAR!

Sorry I'm a tad bit late but hey, we're all human. We all make mistakes, some that can never be changed. Some make an impact on more than one's self and change the world.

But getting back on task, here are the books I've had attempted to comprehend as of the year 2012.
FIRST WE GOT IN DEFENSE OF FOOD!
then Nation, then Scar Tissue, then In His Own Write, then A Spaniard in The Works, then Lord of the Flies, and I also read The Hiding Place during the months of summer if that counts. I hope it does.

So far that is only 7 books so basically I have to step up my game. The problem I have with books is that I am completely unrecognized with what to read. I don't know of any books on the top of my mind that intrest me. I do read a lot of things that intrest me, as in that's what I do all day on some days. The problem with that is they are all written on websites or some other short story or lyric that you can't really find in a library as well as awfully short to be considered a full book.

However, I do have a couple of friends from outside of the school I'm in now, one in particular that is very into the arts and literature and we share a lot of the same intrest together except he is a whole lot more avid in reading different types of novels and conspiracy. He keeps asking me to read Denpa Kyoushi but that's manga and manga is just a little.... a little too manga for me. Nevertheless I still think he can introduce me to new things even though usually it's vice versa from there. I must say he has the swagger of an elephant and I'm pretty sure that is the most swag one can possibly contain.

Reading for LOTF

55 minutes reading LOTF on tuesday and thursday and 25 minutes on friday of last week and 30 minutes today.

My Free Post on Canada

I have been thinking a lot lately and have put into consideration moving to the motherland Canada. I think I will start a new life there with my people. I will graduate college there and live in a little house on the top of the hills where I will practice meditation and traditions of the didgeridoo. I personally think that people of my generation in the United States are rather obnoxious while the people  of Canada are in good shape. Don't get me wrong here when I say people my age in the United States are obnoxious. Or do get me wrong, whatever works for you. I just think that people in the US are way too much into fads and always complain like "I wish my parents would buy me a new phone" when they have the one that just came out last year or "I hate when people tell me what to do" when people in 3rd world countries are practically slaves or "I wish I could smell" said in this world with the nose of a girl.

Canada is not like that. Take a small look at the Canadian youth and you just see personal style and are just way cooler than in the US. It also really rustles my jimmies how people in the United States are so obsessed with standing out and being the best while in Canada you live in a mountain and go to school. It is truly a magical place with fun and joy. To finish off I would like to say that Canada in amazing and are the only country that make comfortable flannel. That's where I like to buy my flannel for when I move there.

Strong Independent Thesis who don't need no man

As of lately in English we have been studying thesis statements. I know that would be an obvious statement but I can never come up with a good first sentence. Three of the outside reading books I have read are The Sniper, Hills like White Elephants, and The Return. In these stories I think that my best bet for making a good thesis would be on the story Hills like White Elephants for no reason in particular. I just feel as if I could connect better to the story as a whole. The only good thesis statement I could possibly come up with for The Sniper is just something really stupid like determining if the sniper had wanted his brother dead or not. In my opinion I think that that is horrible so that's why I'm going with Hills like White Elephants.

Things I have noticed in this story that stand out from other stories is there are no nouns or a direct conflict. The whole book is written out using pronouns like he and she and they never necessarily say what is actually going on. According to Dr.D the conflict was something about the girl being pregnant however I think that that could be wrong. During my first read through of this book I came up with the conclusion that they must of been crossing their countries border to go to freedom which would be a much more supported conflict due to the amount of alcohol being consumed which is horrible if you're having a baby. It also explains why they were packing their bags and heading on train and how most of the drinks they had were of Spanish descent.

I just had come up with a new statement involving both of the conflicts listed. Maybe the girl could of been pregnant but was coming to another country to have a baby just for having citizenship. She could obviously care less for a baby if she was simply using it to gain citizenship which gave her an excuse to drink alcohol and would explain why it was only two people because they were the parents. The two of the main characters could be drinking as a way of saying farewell to their homeland simply trying to enjoy the very few seconds they would have left. More evidence can be backed up from a small argument between the two. The girl being the mother was saying they could start a happy new life but the boy being nervous and hopeless about being a father was on denial that their life would change and it would get worse. However considering they are in Barcelona I also believe this may be during a war as well but that is just a side thought and probably has no relevance to everything else I am saying.

The Evaluation of Participation

General Procedures:
    I would say that of recent events I am more of a person of actually being ready for class although I have always had a pen, place to keep handed out papers, and paper to write on.
Lecture, Announcement,  Whole Class Discussion:
   Note taking is a thing I have not been very active on this year (if not ever). I'm always listening just not usually in a manner as someone who takes obsessive notes is. I wouldn't say I ever really do much contributing to class discussion unlike in middle school when all I would do is talk 24/7 and most likely distract everyones attention. Also, I do use computers appropriately in the rare occasion I have one in use during class.
Individual and Group Work:
   For me, individual work is greatly preferred over group work mostly because it doesn't require me to write what I don't believe on paper simply because it was the greater vote of the group. I do stay focused although I also don't commonly interfere with others with my arguments.
Growth:
   Something I should change for this next upcoming 9 weeks should be probably just my work at home. Email and online assignments is something I still have to catch up on. Other than that I don't think I'm really doing anything erroneous or other such fancy words. I'm horrible at remembering things now for some reason. No matter how many times I'm told something I always end up somewhere else losing all track of thought revolving around the subject of what needed to be done. I just need to do my homework but I fall asleep too much. I don't know what I can do to change this. Maybe write some stuff on my hand.

Reading Response BUT with amazing plot structure

Unfortunately currently I am not reading any book with a certain plot in particular so I suppose I wil base this off a book I have read in the past. A nice book I've read is Mr.Popper's Penguins in third grade. I can't quite remember it totally but I will try my hardest to remember so it may just add more of my confusion to this blog which is never a bad thing. It's more like having a cleft chin, it just makes it special. 

So in Poppers Penguins we start off with living the simple life of a house painter but it grows up to more than just living in the everyday life of Mr.Popper. It soon grows to Mr.Popper not only gaining intrest in the Arctic but in fact buying his own penguin. May I say, Mr.Popper had put himself in one sticky situation when that penguin laid eggs. Off course Mr.Popper being the responsible man he is he didn't just turn on the stove and have a nice breakfast but he had decided to take care of the penguins because as his father told him "Any boy can have a baby (penguin) but it takes a man to take care of him" which is very wise of him.

Later on in this story the big events start to happen which, you probably didn't guess it, the penguins get involved in show business. But here's where this all falls down to mush. Mr.Popper goes to jail for reasons unrememberable to me. Then he escapes prison and this is one major part in the story! The downfall ending begins when Mr.Popper returns the penguins to the Arctic and ignoring his fathers advice but he said "They are old enough to live on their own anyway." In the ending most of the children start to cry because that is like humane animal abuse to children. Just abandoning those poor penguins. I have lost much respect in you Mr.Popper. Much respect indeed.

The Present is the Tomorrow of Yesterday Where Your Troubles Are So Far From

For this assignments, I was asked to complete the sentence "I am a writer who...". That seems easy enough. My answer would have to be that I am a writer who changes drastically as the week goes on. By that I mean, if I write something one night the morning I wake up I will have a totally different feel about what I was writing about. Later in the day I may find even a different view on certain things. Does this happen to everybody? It would be of no surprise to me if I was bipolar. I just laughed at my own joke. You might not of but this is my enjoyment time.

Me and a friend of mine Chris actually had a conversation today about why great writers sometimes commit suicide and he said it was because they read their first song. Which I thought was a pretty good joke but you got to be a writer to get it. Chris is a whole lot different of a writer than me though. He's the kind of person who likes to read romantic love novels and watch girly anime shows. I only do one of those two things but I am getting off topic by now. The main thing I'm trying to put out here is that I will write different at different times. That and I love to watch K-on. It's not something I can keep to myself. It's the most kawaii thing you will ever see.

Free Post - Episode one: A Day in The Life of Anthony

Here we are once again blogger. It appears I must write on here now. So I'm going to get started and today's topic shall be writing. Now I'm not saying just any writing, but writing music. So the story begins about two days ago when I was a young lad sitting in my room. Nothing to do and mildly hoping for a change in this situation when suddenly I received a phone call from my good old best friend Alex saying "Hey, get over here and suck my feet. And bring your didgeridoo." So at this point I didn't have any form of transportation so I say, "Hey, brother. Why don't you come here and get me?" and before I knew it my vice best friend Jordan had driven his car up to my house and away we went.

Upon arrival to Alex's house Alex tells me about this album he is creating and he wants me in because I am a kicking awesome didgeridoo player. So I said "Alright. I'm down, I'm cool with it, I'm gangster as fudge." And so we began to record. My didgeridoo was set up to a microphone which led to a Moog Minitaur which Alex used to mix up the sounds while Jordan played drums. At first we decided to make a trippy sounding sitar song but we ended not using the sitar once making it more of a promotional didgeridoo playing song. So without further adieu I present you the most didgerie-awesome song you will ever experience in your entire life: "Wheat Bread 98.6" Wheat Bread 98.6 (best song ever) (it was pretty loud in there so the microphone sounds a bit like mush and you might die if you use headphones)

So after this point we eventually started to actually write the music making a new song called "Bottoms of my feet". It hasn't been recorded yet but I can tell you it is a delicious song. Much better than the didgeridoo song because it uses actual modern instruments and not didges. Once we begun writing it my friend had already begun the beginning so it was more like a trying to help him complete the ending type of thing. Anyway, you can all just wait and see for yourself what comes of this beautiful piece of art we call an album. You just wait.

Literacy Narrative

For my literacy narrative I don't have much ideas on what to write about. I can't really say I have had lots of changes in the way I write in the past. Maybe I could write about influences rather than just an assignment I had in school. I can talk about how I've been influenced by my friends and songs I listen to. My friend Chris has taught me how to write in a more serious and personal manner from our extensive past conversations over text messages in which we talk about our personal made up beliefs and things more detailed than just saying we talk about politics. Other things that have changed the way I write could simply just be teachers correcting me on run on sentences and grammatical errors. Though that is just something that changed the way I write on graded assignments and schoolwork, not really outside writing which hasn't really changed much because I haven't been doing it a lot lately or long enough to actually experience change.

I can somewhat see I have many things that have somewhat changed my methods of writing from taking notes today but it doesn't seem to be anything major or something that can fit into a story like the narrative we read in class. I've never really had daily assignments for writing like she had had in her story. I even think that much of the ideas that I have that I think have changed my style of writing is just something that changes the more I advance in age and not something that someone else has affected. That's where my problem is, the lack of experience with anything or anyone actually interfering with my writing. Even though I am going through a tough time thinking of an idea I am sure one will eventually come to me. For now, I am still stumped on the subject. Hopefully I can find an idea soon because I am running out of time and I need to get good grades for this year. An intense session of meditation shall clear my mind. I will continue on and soon find the idea that I will need to write about in my literacy narrative.

Reading Reponse

This week I have continued reading a book I have been reading for much of this school year "Poe: A Critical Study". From the beginning when I first started reading this I can honestly say I had no idea at all what the author was talking about because of such large vocabulary and jumping subjects and comparing them to outside things that I have nothing to do with at all. Eventually once I got through maybe the first 10 or so pages I could finally start understanding more things most probably because the author just wanted a fancy introduction in the beginning to show people how smart he was in my opinion.

All I really have to say is, I feel like much of the things he writes is something way to deeply thought out. For example: he would of compared Poe's definition of a hallway in the setting of one of his stories to something greater that even Poe wouldn't even of had a large enough brain to of thought up like the dark colors of Satan portrayed in the book of Genesis. I really think a lot of these details are just simply Edgar defining a setting, not a religious or political argument. I did however learn a matter of things from reading this book like all of his short poems that didn't even gain a spark of popularity. There are over a hundred of them that seem to go completely unmentioned and just tucked away in somebodies museum that other readers won't even be able to view because of the lack of publishing of these stories. Furthermore; I don't recommend reading this book unless you have a higher than average education unlike mine and keen interest in the study of Poe. I can imagine the book would get boring rather quickly if you could care less about him.

Reading Response

For now I have started reading "A Spaniard in the Works" by John Lennon because I think it's pretty obvious I love John Lennon. I mean, who doesn't? Seriously. Anyway, I like it so far and it's not what I expected it to be, a biography. It's more of a collection of short stories and poems by John Lennon. They vary from very different topics with probably no relevance at all with world problems like you would expect from him.

John Lennon being John Lennon the book is very humorous in his own 1960s British style of humor, just joking around with funny people like immigrants and people with obesity or whatever he labels as funny. From what I have read I would recommend it for either someone really old or really young. For some reason it doesn't seem fitting for someone at the age of twenty to read because maybe it is just really off topic and lacks total seriousness which is probably why I think young or old people should read, because seriousness is more unnecessary at that age. The words are very flowing and go into each other very well. There aren't any unnecessary stops and no drastic changes unless it is transitioned smoothly to the subject. I think John Lennon should of wrote more books, too bad he was killed. Why did he kill John Lennon? I don't know. :(

Response Post

Alright, let's get this pajama party started. For starters, I don't really get any comments on my post so this will be kind of awkward for me to write but whatever, that's life. That's what all the people say. So here on my third post on the first day I got a comment from Dr.D saying I have an interesting voice. There's not much to argue here. The truth is the truth. I also receive another pleasant review saying that my post has lovely details. All I have to say is thank you. Here at Nicholas Dragon Studios we try our hardest to create these lovely moments.

Further on in life I have also received another comment from, you guessed it, Dr.D. She states that "The Raven" is not a story but in fact a poem. Considering this assignment was for discussion/argument I shall state that a story is just a group of sentences forming a plot and making an interesting tale. Poems can do this also. For example: "Billy went to the store and got a new Cat. He ate all his food and hunted the rat.". That is not only a poem, but a short story. Here I conclude my blog for later update in comments so I can have involved discussions with my readers.

Reading Response

  This response will be on the Raven. I read this because it's one of Poe's most famous stories and I've never even read it and I love Poe, he's like the insanity version of John Lennon.

  Like most of Edgar Allan Poe's  short stories, the main character is always pictured as insane. Which is one of the reasons I think Poe is so bodacious. In a way it makes you feel sorry or uncomfortable about him because of his confusion and lack of sanity. How he seems to laugh at the Raven, which is superstitiously believed to be a sign of death.

  Edgar's stories seem to put you in a weird indescribable place or emotion that can't be simply put as sad or depressing. He moved this story from the feeling of loneliness, to the feeling of happiness and suspense, and then he moves it to loneliness again, then happiness and it kind of goes up and down because of all the different events in such short paragraphs. The story was obviously way more impressive than anything I could of written or anyone else because he was a gifted writer. I rate this book eleven out of ten because infinity isn't a whole number. 

The Scene

I decided I should make these blogs as artistic as I possibly can. Notice the name. "The Scene". It's lovely isn't it? Now I shall continue with my blog.

   Here I am, writing about my past. I'll try not to let the nostalgia get the best of me. This description of my life will be based upon not only what appears to be everyday for me, but exactly three days ago. There I was, sitting in my bed, not necessarily in a sad mood, but more of a lonely state of being. I was lost in my mind. Lost thinking about what was only the best thing to have ever happened to me. Now that thing is gone. It is dead to me. That thing was the one and only Doctor King Matthew Alexander. A dear friend of mine, certainly with a funny name.

   How could I have made myself feel better. The music I've been using to relate myself to was now overused and meaningless. Of course, as most artistic people seem to do, I picked up the book. The book of songs I had been creating. I opened to a new page imagining all of the different variety of things I could of written. The fear of the blank page. The first word is the base of all that is written.

   I began to write. I wrote like there was no tomorrow. It felt amazing. All the anxiety had been released on my papers.

     The End.

The more you know about me the better

I for one am looking forward to reading works of English literature such as Edgar Allen Poe because Edgar Allen Poe is flat out cool. There's nothing you can say that can change my mind about Edgar. Anyhow, I am concerned with homework and how much we will receive because homework takes away my free time to do my Anthony thing that Anthony does. I hope we read books about animals that can communicate with other animals or maybe a book that revolves around the idea of just being a really cool person like John Lennon.

That last post had nothing to do with me so I made this one

Behold, I am the almighty Anthony. Actually I'm not almighty, I'm actually very degrading and should probably stop taking that medicine I have to take because it makes me kinda all tired and mad at the world. That's not important right now, what's important is that I stay in school and learn. Work my brain and get this important information down that I will later use in life. Through this blog I am expecting to make the sweetest most sweetest blogs available. People will see my blogs and close their accounts out of jealousy.

More things about me is that if I had one wish it would be to have one of those houses with the secret rooms using a library shelf as a door. First thing I do when I buy a house is install one of those, it will me my private office/terrorist attack escape room. I really like pocky, if you've never had pocky then that's probably the reason you're so sad all the time. Go to the store, buy some pocky, and get outta here. Done.

Owen Wilson Pwns West 49Z

Yo, what's up? Nothing much? That's just wonderful. I love your outfit. But enough of this crazy small talk. Let's talk about me because in all honesty as much as I care about you I'm not gonna sit here all day and compliment your dress. So for those of you who don't know my name is Nick but others know me as Anthony. I don't like candy cause it makes you fat and stuff and being fat is NOT my aeroplane.

So yea, I was reading some old blogs I made from 2011 when I was trying to get money from google and I think all of those blogs are simply pointless and if I could erase them I would. But this blog is serious business. We've gathered here today to talk about Owen Wilson: the greatest person to ever live despite David Hasselhoff. He is beautiful, I want to pet him, he is cute. He thinks he's better than River Pheonix just because he's greater than him. I think River is awesome but let's not talk about that for now. Owen Wilson's nose is really crooked and funny looking for some reason. If I saw him in person I would totally fangirl out. He is my inspiration.