So, this is my last venture into the school sponsored blogosphere. So here we go.
The team hurried down the tunnel, heading for Jericho's cave. I glanced at Dopple and raised my eyebrows. "You ready for this?" I asked. She nodded, her short brown hair swinging. "Of course." I glanced at Mirari and he shook his head before I could ask. "Of course I'm ready. We're more than a match for one terrakinetic." I nodded, my amplification suit clanking a little bit as we approached the chamber.
When we entered, the first thing I saw was Jericho. He was massive, as many terrakinetics are, at least six foot seven. He was wearing a shaolin priest's robe and his hair was spiky and dirty. His stern face was caked with mud and his brown eyes were bright with rage. "So, the Agency has sent you three." His deep voice echoed through the cave. "Come to apprehend me?"
I pursed my lips. "You were involved with the Anti-Agency. You, Echo and Blitz. We're taking you. Shiva, Balrog and Mixmaster and going after Echo. And Titan, 5 and Gainer are capturing Blitz."
He shook his head. "You have no idea what you're dealing with." Then he punched the air in front of him. Massive spires of rock shot out towards my team. I erected an energy shield, Dopple somersaulted out of the way and Mirari hid behind me, amplifying my powers to make my shield indestructible. Meanwhile, Jericho was on the move, charging towards me, since I was the biggest target. I blasted him with several kilowatts, but he had grounded himself before the battle had started and I was unable to make a dent. Suddenly, four Dopples catapulted in from the left and knocked Jericho flying. Judging by their undiminished strength, Dopple's powers were being amplified by Mirari's as well. The four Dopples circled around Jericho, trying to crack his armor and give me a clear shot. Jericho, however, had been trained well in martial arts and was easily holding his own. I didn't want to get directly involved, since my armor tended to get fragile around flying rocks and fists.
Finally, one of the Dopples landed a clean hit and cracked his armor. I channeled my amplified powers into a massive blast into the crack, in an attempt to overload Jericho's nervous system. It seemed to work as the large man collapsed to his knees. Suddenly, he looked at us and shook his head. "I told you, I refuse to be taken in again." He pressed his hands to the ground and the cave started to shake. "He's trying to cause a cave in! Run!" Mirari yelled, turning and heading for the exit. However, it was too late. Cracks spread across the ground at blinding speed, right beneath our feet. Before any of us could do anything, Mirari, Dopple, Jericho and I were all plunging into the abyss, the light of the cave disappearing as we fell...
TO BE CONTINUED....MAYBE.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Revision Essays
1. I remember….I don’t actually remember as much as I’d like. I can’t remember details from my childhood. I remember a couple of important events, but not much. What does tend to awaken my memories is sensory manifestations. The sound of a certain audioboook can awaken memories of what I was doing last while I was listening to that book. I can even recall specific moves I made in a game while listening to it. I can remember what emotions I had and what I was thinking about while eating certain foods. When I feel something, sometimes I remember another time when I felt the same thing. I sometimes get intense feelings of déjà vu, aware of the fact that I had dreamed the thing that was happening before, which is rather eerie. It’s never anything important though. Just random things. When I see something, I sometimes remember where I saw the thing before, such as when I’m driving, I’ll remember a certain landmark and that’ll tell me where I need to go. Smells can help me remember conversations and events, which is curious. When I smell something, I’ll sometimes have a flashback to a time when I smelled the thing before. A lot of my memories are sensory or sense linked, which can be really annoying when I’m trying to remember something and I can’t remember how. One time, I was trying to remember where I put my homework and I leaned my hand against a piece of wool fabric my sister had been working on. I suddenly remembered standing in the room, leaning down to examine the fabric, touch it and then…ah, yes. Putting my homework behind the computer so nobody moved it. Another time I was stuck on a level in a game, although I had beaten it before. In frustration, I put on the audiobook “The Golem’s Eye” and suddenly recalled how I had completed the level.
2. I sit trying to remember….Not as many memories come to my mind as I'd like. I can’t remember details from my childhood. I remember a couple of important events, but not much. I think about what does tend to awaken my memories: sensory manifestations. The sound of certain audioboooks can awaken memories of what I was doing last while I was listening to that book. I can even recall specific moves I made in a game while listening to it. I can remember what emotions I had and what I was thinking about while eating certain foods. When I feel something, sometimes I remember another time when I felt the same thing. I sometimes get intense feelings of déjà vu, aware of the fact that I had dreamed the thing that was happening before, which is rather eerie. It’s never anything important though. Just random things. When I see something, I sometimes remember where I saw the thing before, such as when I’m driving, I’ll remember a certain landmark and that’ll tell me where I need to go. Smells can help me remember conversations and events, which is curious. When I smell something, I’ll sometimes have a flashback to a time when I smelled the thing before. A lot of my memories are sensory or sense linked, which can be really annoying when I’m trying to remember something and I can’t remember how. I fondly remember a time when I was trying to remember where I put my homework and I leaned my hand against a piece of wool fabric my sister had been working on. I suddenly remembered standing in the room, leaning down to examine the fabric, touch it and then…ah, yes. Putting my homework behind the computer so nobody moved it. Another time I was stuck on a level in a game, although I had beaten it before. In frustration, I put on the audiobook “The Golem’s Eye” and suddenly recalled how I had completed the level. I smiled. This memory of mine is sometimes frustrating...but also often quite useful.
2. I sit trying to remember….Not as many memories come to my mind as I'd like. I can’t remember details from my childhood. I remember a couple of important events, but not much. I think about what does tend to awaken my memories: sensory manifestations. The sound of certain audioboooks can awaken memories of what I was doing last while I was listening to that book. I can even recall specific moves I made in a game while listening to it. I can remember what emotions I had and what I was thinking about while eating certain foods. When I feel something, sometimes I remember another time when I felt the same thing. I sometimes get intense feelings of déjà vu, aware of the fact that I had dreamed the thing that was happening before, which is rather eerie. It’s never anything important though. Just random things. When I see something, I sometimes remember where I saw the thing before, such as when I’m driving, I’ll remember a certain landmark and that’ll tell me where I need to go. Smells can help me remember conversations and events, which is curious. When I smell something, I’ll sometimes have a flashback to a time when I smelled the thing before. A lot of my memories are sensory or sense linked, which can be really annoying when I’m trying to remember something and I can’t remember how. I fondly remember a time when I was trying to remember where I put my homework and I leaned my hand against a piece of wool fabric my sister had been working on. I suddenly remembered standing in the room, leaning down to examine the fabric, touch it and then…ah, yes. Putting my homework behind the computer so nobody moved it. Another time I was stuck on a level in a game, although I had beaten it before. In frustration, I put on the audiobook “The Golem’s Eye” and suddenly recalled how I had completed the level. I smiled. This memory of mine is sometimes frustrating...but also often quite useful.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Answer Key
1. Narration
2. Description
3. Definition
4. Compare/Contrast
5. Example
6. Process Analysis
7. Division of Analysis
8. Classification
9. Cause/Effect
10. Argumentative/Persuasive
2. Description
3. Definition
4. Compare/Contrast
5. Example
6. Process Analysis
7. Division of Analysis
8. Classification
9. Cause/Effect
10. Argumentative/Persuasive
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Rhetorical Modes
I once met a wise man. He lived up the street in a tiny cottage, completely bare except for the light in the ceiling, a bed, a chair, a table, and shelves and shelves of books. I asked him one day if I could read one that looked fresh. He nodded and said I could. I asked if he had read it. He told me he had read them all a hundred times.
Wisdom comes from many sources, but particularly from experience. One must smell rain and paper, touch stone and plastic, hear birdsong and lecture, see sunshine and words, taste gourmet cuisine and home cooked food before wisdom can be achieved. And those aren’t even the only way.
Wisdom is not just knowledge, not just experience and not just common sense. It’s a little bit (or a big bit) of all of those. That’s why there’s no such thing as being as wise as you can be. You would need to live until the sun went out and the universe imploded, and even then you’d still need to learn about what comes next. So wisdom is easy to begin, but difficult to complete.
Ignorance and wisdom aren’t mutually exclusive, as some may think. In fact, ignorance can lead to as many insights as wisdom. If we have all wise people, then no one will ever do anything. All they’ll ever do is think. We need ignorant people to get done what needs to be done.
I have met many wise people in this world who have claims to wisdom. Some claimed their wisdom from books and long study. Some claimed it from experience, wandering the world and meeting people of all shapes and sizes. Some claim wisdom from common sense, a claim that I take with a raised eyebrow. However, I find that the men and women with true wisdom do not claim as such, but simply are. They don't need to tell me, since I know wisdom when I see it.
Wisdom has steps...in a way. There are hundreds upon thousands of ways to go about wisdom and an equal number of ways not to achieve it at all. I can't give you anything other than my personal thoughts on the path. The first step is deciding to become wise. This decision may not be essential, but I felt it was to me.
Wisdom is innate for some, hard work for others and for still others, impossible. It is a journey, of both the mind and the soul. For some, the path is much harder than it is for others.
Wisdom is thought of in terms of knowledge, experience, innate understanding, a certain amount of windmilling in the dark and time. It's true, wisdom can be all these things and also none of them. That's confusing and unclear, but then, that's wisdom for you.
When one becomes wise, the effect can be startling. Though it isn't a sudden change, changes will definitely be noticed. The person may become more thoughtful, or more active, more determined or simply quieter. You don't get many rowdy wise people, but you certainly do get wise activists and rabble rousers. Martin Luther King Jr. was a good example.
Wisdom can be a hard path to take, but it is a path certainly worth taking. Wisdom is a worthy goal and one that should be worked towards, regardless of who you are. Even if you choose not to complete the journey, the steps down the path you have taken will serve you well, perhaps providing guidance or comfort later in life.
Wisdom comes from many sources, but particularly from experience. One must smell rain and paper, touch stone and plastic, hear birdsong and lecture, see sunshine and words, taste gourmet cuisine and home cooked food before wisdom can be achieved. And those aren’t even the only way.
Wisdom is not just knowledge, not just experience and not just common sense. It’s a little bit (or a big bit) of all of those. That’s why there’s no such thing as being as wise as you can be. You would need to live until the sun went out and the universe imploded, and even then you’d still need to learn about what comes next. So wisdom is easy to begin, but difficult to complete.
Ignorance and wisdom aren’t mutually exclusive, as some may think. In fact, ignorance can lead to as many insights as wisdom. If we have all wise people, then no one will ever do anything. All they’ll ever do is think. We need ignorant people to get done what needs to be done.
I have met many wise people in this world who have claims to wisdom. Some claimed their wisdom from books and long study. Some claimed it from experience, wandering the world and meeting people of all shapes and sizes. Some claim wisdom from common sense, a claim that I take with a raised eyebrow. However, I find that the men and women with true wisdom do not claim as such, but simply are. They don't need to tell me, since I know wisdom when I see it.
Wisdom has steps...in a way. There are hundreds upon thousands of ways to go about wisdom and an equal number of ways not to achieve it at all. I can't give you anything other than my personal thoughts on the path. The first step is deciding to become wise. This decision may not be essential, but I felt it was to me.
Wisdom is innate for some, hard work for others and for still others, impossible. It is a journey, of both the mind and the soul. For some, the path is much harder than it is for others.
Wisdom is thought of in terms of knowledge, experience, innate understanding, a certain amount of windmilling in the dark and time. It's true, wisdom can be all these things and also none of them. That's confusing and unclear, but then, that's wisdom for you.
When one becomes wise, the effect can be startling. Though it isn't a sudden change, changes will definitely be noticed. The person may become more thoughtful, or more active, more determined or simply quieter. You don't get many rowdy wise people, but you certainly do get wise activists and rabble rousers. Martin Luther King Jr. was a good example.
Wisdom can be a hard path to take, but it is a path certainly worth taking. Wisdom is a worthy goal and one that should be worked towards, regardless of who you are. Even if you choose not to complete the journey, the steps down the path you have taken will serve you well, perhaps providing guidance or comfort later in life.
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