AGENDA
- Take a Minute
- Blog Corrections
- Week 19: G-Q-Q-S-L
- Get Lit Poetry Slam
HW 19.2 IRP Goal
30 iReady Lessons
O.O's due Wednesday
*ALL MAKEUP WORK DUE WEDNESDAY*
Guys this blog is about to be the cream of the crop 🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡!! And you butter believe it🤫🧏. Anyways, yesterday I was chosen to do the blog, which I thought was quite a-maize-ing. Sadly I was unable to do it yesterday so today I will be writing the blog. We started class off by filling in our binder reminder, and Caidyn, my desk partner, was kicking me repeatedly in the shin. She will soon be hearing from my lawyers. After the class settled, we moved on to GQQSL.
We started GQQSL with the "Grammar", which discussed frequently misused words. Affect/effect, good/well, its/it's, lose/loose, apart/a part, principal/principle, your/you're are all examples. Then we moved on to the Quote, "Awards become corroded, friends gather no dust." by Jesse Owens. We discussed how this American sprinter is saying that friends and people you respect are more important than any awards you get. Then we moved on to poetry slam performances, where Ms. Nakada gave the class some time to prepare.
Miri presented first, she did "This is Circle" as her classic and "Line" in response to the classic. She did very good 😀👍. Next Truman went, and he did "The Orange" as his classic, with a response called "Cloudy Dark Day". Good job Truman :). Finally, Ryan went, and dramatically paused. I could hear the names but Ryan did very good :0! Yeah then Ethan went again to "get his grade up" and he did very good :0. I think "his grade" will be going up. I don't know why I did that in quotes. And there we were, all done. Ms. Nakada had us move on to our original oratory.
Miri stretched. Pretty cool. Jesse be thinkin' Solomon's hella cute rn. Ong fr. 🚡🚡Miri danced, on the table and took her tounge at me. That's pretty corn-fusing, am I right??? Ezra is in denial and is trying to convince himself that procrastination is good for him..
THE STORY OF CORNFRONTATION: KERNEL'S CONFESSION
Far, far away, lived a little corn named Kernel, who liked corn. "Am I just... a side dish? Am I destined to be stuck in someone's teeth and forgotten?" Kernel drops to his knees, "Is there no one who can hear my plea? No one who sees the depth of my starch-based soul?".
-An excerpt from the production, coming later this year.
Anyways the class ended and I left. Bye.
And remember kids! Stay Majestic🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡🚡
Michael is very majestic
Like a wolf.
An ALPHA wolf.
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