It was wind, wind like the sound of a train, with the low belly roar of a train. It was a tornado. That was it! The roar of a train meant bad wind and it was coming for him. Pg 154-155.
Imagine a tornado while you were surviving in the Northen Canadian Forest. How scary would that be. You could easily be swept up and get hit by debri in the tornado. All Brian's hardworking on his shelter and fire, destroyed. He had the spirt to redo everything he had though which was awesome though.
I felt bad for Brian and how all his hard work got destroyed. I have never been in a tornado, but I have seen a movie called Storm Stoper. I wondered how big the tornado was and how Brian was feeling probably terrified, angry, and sad. I thought that Brian might of changed Brian a bit, to be a bit more prepared if another horrible thing happens. I feel pretty worried for Brian if anything else bad happens. I hope nothing bad happens to Brian again.
My Combined Journal on Hatchet.
This is my final product for my poetry unit. It's in a booklet form.
L.I: I can create a variety of poems following specific forms using poetic devices.
What I learned: I learned how to make poetry and use poetic devices in to writing. Examples: Rhyme Glum to be gum. Simile. It's so cold up here like the slushee machine, etc.
L.I: I can create a poem which uses poetic devices and follows specific forms.
What I learned: I thought I learned the proper way to do a found poem.
L.I: I can demonstrate my ,understanding of a number of poetic devices.
LINK. This is the link to what the poetic devices are.
What I learned: I learned about all six of the poetic devices and what they do.
L.I:I can use the poetic device of alliteration to develop meaning in my writing.
It’s chilly, the trees are all orange, the grass crunches with frost. Fall is a wonderful season.
Fall is chilly winds that touch your toes. Fall is the leaves drifting slowly down like a feather falling down off a seagull. It is pumpkins and carving a LOL face into the front, with my sister almost gagging because of the insides, because of the disgusting look. The colors of fall are orange, brown, and light yellow leaves.
Fall is drinking hot cocoa with mini marshmallows floating in it. It’s staying in all day and looking out the window wishing you could go outside. It’s rain tapping on the roof shingles that make me relaxed.
Fall is going back to school on a busy, tiring day. It is buying mini candy bars and eating them before Halloween. It’s getting 3 scarfs and gloves on to go for a walk in the park, then letting the birds eat off your hands with black sunflower seeds and looking at the trees with no clothes. Fall is stuffing yourself with turkey on Thanksgiving.
That is what I think the season fall is.
L.I: I can create a personal piece of writing that uses descriptive langauge to paint a portrait, starts with a strong lead and focuses on one main idea.
What I learned: I learned how to use descriptive langauge