Week 14 Movie adaptations

The movie adaptation I would make would be A long way from chicago, this book is about a boy who gives very detailed descriptions of the times when he went to grandma's house when he and his sister were younger. Joey's grandmother is a whopper for telling lies and she gets herself into a big lie every summer that they go down there. For instance, they go down there for one summer and grandma gets the Cowgil boys in trouble. I would make this book into a movie because I think that it would become a good movie. I think that this movie would require a big aray of characters from Mucully Culkin to play Joey, to Dakota Fanning to play mary-alice they would also have to have someone to play Grandma Dowel. This is what I think would make a good movie when they make this book into a movie.

Week 13

The main conflict in the movie "Big Fish" is William wanting to know the truth about his father's life. For today, write about some aspect or aspects of your own parents life that they've never talked about. What do you think they were like as high schools? What are the details of their wedding? What were some of the struggles and problems they experienced before you were born?
My mother's mane is Melissa and my father's name is Greg. I know they met at a work party for my father, and Greg's old boss introduced them to each other. I don't know however where they were, or how they felt about each other when they first met. I believe that they didn't know they would be married, living with me, my brother and my sister. I can't imagine what my mother felt when dad proposed to her. I shall get more information on that from my grandmother. She will tell me all about the proposal and all of the worries that my parents had when they were engaged.
I wonder what they were like when they were in their schools? I really don't know much about my mother's life, though she moved about 26 times in her life, other than that I really don't know much about her school life. I do however know that she didn't have many friends. She hasn't told me about what her college life was about yet, though I know she spent many days out of class, because she didn't wake up that early.

Week 12

When I think of my childhood, I smell the smells of the buffet line in the lunch room...and the smells come back to my mind, of when my mom would make me a grilled cheese sandwich, and then cut it diagonally in half, pull it apart, and eat half while we talked about whatever came to mind. When I think about all the things about my childhood that is what comes to mind because my mother was the world to me, and I need her still in my life. When I find the people that love me like my mother, I feel safe and sucure.

Week 11

Dear Somebody,
I didn't know that you wouldn't let me back into your life. I thought it would be different. I didn't know what to tell you, and to be your friend was magical. I didn't know what you were doing to me. You nevert told me what you wanted in a relationship. I didn't know what you wanted, though I could always tell who you were friends with. The friends you did hang around with were all just jerks to your real beauty. Greatness comes to those who wait, but I don't think that your greatness did show through your body.

Thanks for listening

Carleigh

Write a journal entry about you, from the point of view of someone who doesn't like you. Don't use this other person's real name, but what kinds of things would this person say about you in his/her diary? What is about you that they just can't stand?

Dear Diary
What I think that She wouldn't like about me is that I am so selfish, in her eyes. She is a mean person, she never thinks of herself. I believe that she is so selfish. She is mean and not at all nice to me or to anyone else. How do I feel about all this, I am very clear when I say that I can be nice to her and not be nice to myself. When I think of this girl, I feel that she can't be me for a reason. She wont be me for the reason that she isnt good enough.

Week 7

My odd habbit would have to be being a workaholic. I just love to work so much. I dont know why I do what I do, but I just love to work. I guess I love the people at work, Rachel,Jessica, and all of the other people. I just want to be friends with the people I work with.

Week 8

This morning when we all walked outside, we realized that the sun was shining warmly in our faces, the birds were chirping, and the first lingering scents of spring breezed gently into our winter-ridden nostrils. Guys, it's starting to smell and feel like Spring.Scent is a very powerful sense--you can get a whiff of something and have a whole flood of memories gush back into your brains. What does "The Smell of Spring" make you think of? What memories start flooding back into your heads about this time of year?

The smell of spring makes me think about the birds and flowers, the soil and the warm fresh air in the morning. The dew would be fresh on the leaves. And the leaves would be fresh with water from the dew. When I looked up from the leaves I was tending to, My father would come out the door to our garage. He would come up to me and ask me" Why do you have to be so stubborn, and why do u like to play with fire?" I would say" Because I just do." Why he wanted to know I didn't. Then he would go back into the garage. Then I went up to my room, listening to music all the way.

I hate You!!!!!!!! I mean my job

My Job that I think that I wouldn't do would be shoveling snow...I don't think that I will have to shoveling snow because I will hopefully have grand kids who will shovel the snow.I feel that my grandparents will help and teach me to do whatever I am going to do. Here is a list of the things I wish to have my grand kids do for me...Shovel Snow, Rake leaves, Plant flowers, and be good godly people...
I just wish my grand kids will read this and say, Wow my grandmother is so cool...But that's not all I want them to say, I wish for them to say that I can only Imagine her when she typed this.

Week 5 a beloved toy

My favorite toy when i was growing up would have to be the super Nintendo that my brother got when we were growing up... I played with that thing for hours when my parents first bought it for us. Now that i look back and see that I can be thankful for the toys that my parents bought for us when we were kids. I see now that my life has changed from that point in time to go in a different better direction. I remember the time that my friend Isaac and I were playing with my new Super Nintendo, we were so thrilled that I had just got it from my parents, and my father had just hooked it up for Isaac and I. We played all afternoon, and all night.

Dear Child

Dear child: I know that you are probably thinking that I will be here always, but I might not be here always, for you or myself, my husband or my family. I feel that you should know that you are my prized possession, my darling and my friend for life. I felt the same way you did in high school, and I know what you have to be thankful for. I an thankful for having you in a safe and welcoming environment, also having you to love and care for. I felt hopeful my junior year because I started reading other books that my friends liked and got addicted to them. I feel that you are the exact same way.So take the words and feelings to heart for me...

Thankyou, Your Mother

Carleigh Grace Smith

The non blog spot

You know your living in the 21st century when..

1) you accidentally enter your password on a microwave.
2) you haven't played solitaire with real cards in years
3) the real reason for not staying in touch with friends is that they don't have a screen name
4) you'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing to button on the tv.
6) your boss doesnt even have the ability to do your job.
7) you read this list, & keep nodding and smiling
8) as you read this list, you think about sending it to all your friends
9) and.. you were to busy to notice number 5.
10) you actually scrolled back up to check that there was no 5
11) & now you're laughing at your stupidity
12) You actually post this somewhere so your friends can see it.
Have fun with this one:)

Week 2 (Fears)

My fear as a child was becoming a clown i believe, they were always scarry to me. The clowns at the circus were fine, as so i thought, but i never quite knew why they were dressed up as a clown. My fears now are not as clowns but getting my license taken away from me as a young adult, I've already crashed once, once two many i believe, but you know now what my fear is.

Week 1 blog (Poems)

My definition of a poem is a poem that tells a story, like a Dr. Seuss poem, or a Silverstine poem. A poem with a lot of enthusiasm, or a poem with a lot of work put into it.