I went to sleep

I had a dream

I was killing zombies in a video game.

Still in my dream.

Then I started killing real zombies

still in my dream.

Then I woke up.

Only to find that I was.

Still in my dream.

A dream within a dream.

I go into my yard.

Still in my dream.

My neighbor is riding his jeep in his yard.

Without pants.

Still in my dream.

He gives me a ride to my house.

Still in my dream.

It was awkward.

Then I woke up.

I fell back asleep.

The End.

What if another type of man were to come to our world?

What if the planet was all at once populated by two dominate races?

What if there were the humans were forced to live side by side with a new species?

Would they get along,

Or would a war break out?

Would we be given the same rights,

Or would they be treated differently for coming late?

How would the earth change?

The fountain of youth

has powerful waters

though people have only

heard stories from others.

Since it has never been found

but it has been said

that it can make youth

out of what is almost dead.

No one knows if it’s real

if the the stories are true

for no one has found it

not even a few.

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Kevin. He could turn invisible. He had been born on the planet Krypton, the same planet as super man, and was given the gift of invisibility. Just by snapping his fingers, he could be seen by nobody. It was a blessing… And a curse…

Kevin decided to be smart with his power, and take it to Hollywood. He had his own show, “The Invisible Kid”, it was called. He was one of the most famous people to walk the earth. He had gotten a permit that said he couldn’t be kidnapped by the government, taken to Area 51, probed, or experimented on. That’s he he got away with using his powers in public. Although almost everyday, Kevin got letters from Russia asking for him to come out, and they would only do a few tests on him. He said no every time, but that irritated them.

One day, Russia was fed up with Kevin. They were so desperate to have him come out, that they were considering kidnapping him, knocking him out, and performing certain experiments in him. Then they snapped and did just that. They flew to his house in California, knocked him out with a tranquilizer dart, and threw him in the back of their plane. Then they took off to Russia and three him in a room, where he could wait to be experimented on.

A few hours later, Kevin woke up in a dark room with nothing but a steel door and a bed. He was more confused than scared. He tried to walk around, and then he found the light switch. As he pulled the cord, a single light bulb lit up the room hanging from the ceiling. It was still dark, but at least he could see. He didn’t understand what was happening. But then he saw the markings on the walls. Tally marks, gang signs, graffiti, and Russian words. Kevin realized that he was in a Russian prison. He was freaking out. He never would have guessed that the Russians would kidnap him. He was freaking out. And not only this, but they had security cameras covering every inch of the room. Then everything went black.

A few days later, Kevin woke up again, strapped down to a gurney. “Aw, crap. Not again!” Kevin stated. A Russian doctor was in the corner. He had heard Kevin. The strange doctor walked over to Kevin, and began speaking in rapid fire Russian. Kevin was confused by what the doctor was saying, and his face must have shown it because the doctor ran into the other room, probably to find a translator. Kevin tried to snap his fingers and turn invisible, but his hand was tied into a fist. He heard footsteps. They were getting closer. Kevin tried harder to loosen the chords restraining him from snapping. They footsteps were getting louder, it would be only seconds before the translator and the doctor came back in to the room. Finally Kevin loosened the chords and turned invisible. Just in time to, because the doctor walked in seconds after he turned invisible. “Where did they go??” Asked the translator. “Where could he have gone??”.

The doctor and the translator left. Kevin managed to get free. An alarm sounded. He had to get away fast. And he couldn’t be invisible when his adrenaline was pumping, so he ran, visible. He had just turned a corner when a hand grabbed his shoulder, and he felt the could tip of the barrel to a pistol against the back of his head.

To be continued…

Recycling is one thing that can help the world’s global warming issue, and at the same time something that people don’t even think about. 73% of Americans don’t own a recycling bin. If we were to go out and buy a recycling bin, we would be just that much closer to a clean planet with fresh air.

Recycling has been around for thousands of years. It has been a small solution to global warming, but it hasn’t been a full solution since the whole world isn’t doing it. If everyone were to start recycling, the world would have more forests, because recycling paper would mean we wouldn’t need to chop down more trees for it. We would have cleaner oceans because less trash would be dumped into it. The world would be much cleaner and fresher, because we would be recycling.

My idea is that since kids don’t really think about recycling, and just throw their trash in the trash can, that they would be more motivated to recycle if we put a basketball hoop over the recycling bin. Children are always trying to throw their trash in the trash can from across the room to be cool. And if we were to have a basketball hoop over the recycling bin, then it would not only draw more attention to it, but make recycling fun in a way.

In Warriors Don’t Cry, I believe that the girl Melba symbolizes black people all over the country. She was treated awfully by her classmates, teachers, and even people who showed up to school only to torment her. This all happened only because of her complexion. Melba was a pretty, kind, and strong hearted girl, who was mistreated by white people. Melba symbolizes black people everywhere in America. Her story is the same as many others. Beaten, abused physically and verbally, and not given the same opportunities as the rest of her class. She was in the same boat as most black Americans. But she stayed at that school and got many others to integrate. I think that is one of the things that makes her story so special.

Today I will be explaining how to use the app, “Bridge Basher”. Bridge Basher is an app that teaches you about physics. When you enter the app, you will be shown two cliffs at either side of the screen, and tiny transparent dots scattered across the screen. If you place your finger on one dot, and drag it to another dot, then a line will connect the two. You connect the dots in patterns that you come up with, to make a bridge that can hold the most weight. When you are done building your bridge, you can click the button in the top right corner. It will show you a series of tests you can take to try out your bridge to see if it would work. You can take either the word test, which sends different weighted trains across your bridge until it collapses, then weight test, where you plant weights on the dots on your bridge until it can’t take it anymore, or the ball test, where you drop heavy balls onto your bridge until it gives out.

I would recommend this app for teachers who want to teach younger children about physics. I think this app should be under the “Science Games” tab on the iPad. I’d rate it a 5 out of 5 because it teaches you about physics without you even realizing it and it’s a lot of fun.

Warriors Don’t Cry is a book about Little Rock nine, written by Melba Pattillo Beals. It tells of her journey through segregation. Separate but equal laws are being removed, and seventeen black students decide to attend Central high in Little Rock Arkansas. Although, due to a number of death threats that they have received, the number drops from seventeen to nine. The nine children Central high, and are treated like crap by their fellow white classmates. One of the black girls in Little Rock Nine is Melba Patillo Beals. One day, she has to escape from some girls, and a white boy named Link lends her his car. Later that night, Melba returns the car to Link, and he warns her of what the segregationists have planned for her. The two become friends.

One day, Link and Melba visit Link’s black nanny, Nanny Haley. Link thinks that she has tuberculosis, so he asks Melba to take her to a doctor in the black community. It turns out that Nanny Haley is dying. Meanwhile, the school board is asking for integrated schools to not take place quite yet, and Melba’s mom is almost fired from being a teacher for not pulling Melba out of school. Later, the Little Rock Nine are beginning their tour and are being treated like celebrities, the integration effort in Little rock is disintegrating. Instead of integrating the schools in Arkansas, they decide to close all the schools. Melba’s grandmother is diagnosed with leukemia and passes away. After a while, Central high is reopened and was integrated, but only two of the original black students attended.

I personally loved this book. It was a great story, and also true. I had already learned about Little Rock Nine in class, and it was interesting to connect what I was reading with what I was learning. I thought that it was interesting to learn about what had happened from Melba’s point of view. To see, hear, and feel what had happened in her words. I would rate this book a 5 out of 5. I would definitely recommend it to people who are interested in this time period or those who want to learn more about segregation.

I was assigned a project where I was to interview a veteran from the Vietnam war. I picked a man named Dee Christensen. He is the father of my teacher. I wrote a few questions for him, and here were his responses.

Q: Where were you when you were drafted, and how old were you at the time?

A: I was 22 years old, and i was feeling quite bewildered. It was the year 1967

Q: What was you position in the military, and what did you do?

A: What I mostly did, was I short circuited the systems in Vietnam. I brought and transported things such as bulldozers, weapons, and food.

Q: What were the living arrangements like? where did you live?

A: I lived in something called a hooch. It had a tin roof, and was surrounded by sandbags.

Q: If your comfortable with me asking, did you know anyone that was killed in the war?

A: Yes, actually, one of my best friends was killed.

Q: How long were you in Vietnam?

A: One year.

@MLKjr: Join me today at the Lincoln memorial for my speech on civil rights! #Civilrightsnow!

@M.Little: Someone torched my house today. Everything I owned, gone. I’m fine, but what if I was in it? #anymeansnecessary

@Rosa.P: I don’t if I have ever cried as much as I did during @MLKjr ‘s speech today. You did great. #Ihaveadreamtoday

@MLKjr: Today I have my speech at the Lincoln memorial. I hope I touched your heart today, America. #Letfreedomring

@MLKjr: Thrown in prison today for protesting without a permit. However I will be doing everything I can to protest behind bars. #Keepbelieving

@Rosa.P: Arrested today for not giving up my seat to a white man. Damn you, Jim Crow. #Unconstitutional

@Rosa.P: Today I rode on the first integrated public bus with @MLKjr.

@M.Little: Got out of jail today. Ten years is a lot of time to think, behind bars. #Whitedevil

@M.Little: #blackrightsasap