There is no such thing as being individual there is always something else involved like Twinkies individually wrapped but part of a box.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Defeat


15 seconds on the clock tied 37 to 37. This is it the free throw that wins the game. Will steps up to the line hastily throws and misses, the coach calls a timeout. After being encouraged by his team his spirit rejuvenated he steps up to the line he throw and ‘swish’ is the only thing you hear until the crowd starts screaming. With the clock winding down the ball is thrown down the court shot and missed rebounded and repeated. The game was over the Mustangs had won the Knights had lost 2 players run off the court. After the grueling award ceremony everyone goes home with school sadly running towards them.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Imprisoned in Paper

Imprisonment, captivity, entrapment: these are the themes that keep somehow reappearing in the books I am reading. Books like Incarceron, Monster, Maze Runner and The City of Ember all have some sort of incarceration. In particular, Maze Runner and The City of Ember create worlds that trap their characters.

Both novels take place in a dystopian world with a flaw in the authority. The flaw which occurs in The City of Ember is the fact that the government loses the document that would save humanity and keep it to themselves not telling the citizens. In The Maze Runner the scientists conducting the experiment on the boys went to far by letting them die off and get killed.  But does the authority lose in the end? They lose their power and citizens lose faith.

It soon becomes apparent that the main characters are trapped. In a maze, in a cave, in a prison... doesn't matter, it is all the same idea in a different package.  Like twinkies individually wrapped but part of a box, each contained the main character against their will. The main character in The City of Ember was literally trapped in a cave while in Maze Runner the main character is trapped in a-- well.. a maze. They are mentally trapped  by government authority.

The turning points of both novels show the character that they need to escape.In the book Maze Runner a colony of boys are trapped inside a giant labyrinth and all is good until a girl shows up. That is the point of which things go downhill and change into a big honkin’ mess. In The City of Ember the turning point of the plot is when the city facilities start to run out of supplies needed for human and plant life such as light bulbs, food, and paper.

They are trapped, they are captured, they are imprisoned, they are repeated millions of times in different plots and story lines. Their torture repeated every time someone opens the book. The theme of being trapped is a very common plot in many young adult novels and in some children’s novels. The reason for this may be to make the readers connect to the story lie with their feelings or emotions of being trapped by parents, friends, or other meaningful people.

Prediction for The Mysterious Benedict Society

I predict that in the book The Mysterious Benedict Society, Reynie an 11 year old orphan will have to go on specific quests to solve problems around the globe with his companions Sticky and Kate. I tink this because they are all passing the tasks and quizzes given. I also think that because the author tells you about the characters in detail they won't be taken from the story line.
 

Retelling: Monster


After a robbery that ended in murder. A young African American man is accused of the murder. Now he and his attorney have to prove his innocence. Can he prove his innocence or will he spend his sentence? Or will he have to spend his life in prison?

Thursday, February 9, 2012

In the Labryinth

Earlier that morning I thought about what I was going to do today. For some reason I knew it wasn't going to be a good day and here I am in the alleys of London inside the cover of  the darkest hour. Why did I put myself in this situation? I quiclkly dash down the dark labryinth. Just when I turn the corner I see a glimpse of the disgusting physcopathic serialkiler and I know it is the end of my life so I turn to face the enemy. There he is with a knife in my chest.

Then there was nothing -- only a silence that filled my ears like honey. It dripped down, insulating me from the world outside my closed eyes. For several moments, I succumbed to this silence, welcomed it, and hoped that perhaps it would last an eternity.

It didn't. From a distance, I could hear voices calling. My name floated on the wave of voices as they crested and grew louder, disturbing my silence like the squeezing of a balloon.

When it popped, I finally opened my eyes and faced the world again