Thursday, December 21, 2017

End of the Semester

Here we are at the end of the semester and students are interested in Extra Credit. ;-)

Some additional guest blogs for your reading pleasure:


I Am Nonexistent Without You
(Creative Writing)

I am me without you.
And you are you without me.
I am nothing without you;
You are nothing without me.
I am nonexistent without you,
Even if you are my opposite.

I am light without any darkness.
I am dark without any light.
I am evil without any good.
I am good without any evil.

I am going without stopping.
I am ceasing without moving.
I am capable without failing.
I am failing without being able.

I am nothing without thing.
I am thing without nothing.
I am death without life.
I am living without dying.

I am me without you.
And you are you without me.
I am nothing without you;
You are nothing without me.
I am nonexistent without you,
Even if you are my opposite.

Kayla L.

Movie Review: “Beauty and The Beast”
My movie review is on the new “Beauty and The Beast”. I liked the movie because it had a lot of detail in many parts of the movie. Some examples are the castle, the glass covering the rose, the designs on Beauty's dress and The Beast's suit, and the filigree on the candle and clock. I also liked that the narrator introduced what The Beast had to do to be human again to us. The Beast also knew that if he couldn’t love someone and get them to love him back before the last petal on the rose fell, he would be a beast forever. He thought that nobody could ever love him. I think that my peers would enjoy this movie because it is just overall a really good movie, and who doesn’t like a Disney film? I would also recommend this movie because it is sweet with some conflict, and it is the perfect movie to have with a bowl of popcorn.

Athena C.

Movie Review: Holes
I liked the movie Holes because the present is based on what happened in the past. Throughout the movie, it is going back and forth between the present and what happened in the past. For those who haven’t seen Holes, it is about a boy named Stanley that gets sent off to a camp called Camp Green Lake, a juvenile detention center for boys for 18 months instead of going to jail because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. He was accused of stealing a pair of famous baseball shoes from a homeless shelter. But the boys at Camp Green Lake have to do an unusual thing. Every day they have to dig a hole, five feet deep and five feet wide. Mr. Sir says that they are not looking for anything, but to build character. He still calls the place they dig a lake, but it's all dried up. It is very big and it's the perfect place for digging holes. When he gets to Camp Green Lake, he gets put with a group of boys that seem very mean at first but just in that day Stanley learned a lot. I recommend this movie because because it is different. You could also read the book but the movie is more interesting.

Kiana B.

Two Truths and a Lie
  1. When I was six I went to Disney World with my uncle. We went there all day till it closed for four days. We had to visit seven parks in that time. We rode all the rides we possibly could, but there were seven parks! Each park seemed bigger than the last one. They all were at least as big as Disneyland. We only stayed there three days. We woke up super early and went to bed late so we were exhausted and sometimes didn't want to wake up. It was the most fun thing I had ever done up to that time and definitely most exhausting. Disney World is located in Florida so we also had to fly to my uncle's house in North Carolina then drive all the way to Florida which makes it even more exhausting. 
  2. One time my stepdad, Colby, got stuck in the snow with my grandparents, aunt and uncle for two days with no working car or phone. We sent a search crew after him. My family and I were scared we would lose him. I wanted to stay home all day and be home when he arrived, but we just did our normal routine like my mother didn't even care. 
  3. One day my dad and I went to the creek and we found a fishing pole and we fished with it and caught a trout. It was a really old fishing pole. I am pretty sure we lost it, but it was made out of bamboo so it was expensive I assumed. We looked at the fish, and my dad asked me if I wanted to eat it or let it go. I don't like the taste of fish that much, so we let it go. 
Aaron H.

6-Morning Breaths
(Creative Writing)

I smell the soft air of your breath.
It smelled sweet, like honey and lavender.
The bright sun shone the silhouette of your hair and the curtains.
I smelled your breath once more...
It smelled like crud.
No wait, it's my breath.
Crud... I have morning breath.


Two Truths and a Lie

  1. I went to Oregon over the summer with my family and some of our friends. We camped at a beach, and on the last day we were there, I fell. A sharp rock went through my hand. It really hurt. There was a doctor where we were, so he stitched and wrapped up my hand.
  2. About one year ago I was having trouble breathing so I had to go to Enloe. They couldn’t help me there, so I had to get flown in a helicopter to UC Davis. When I was there, they put an IV in me and I got better. Even when I was better they kept doing tests on me. They kept me there for a week and a half even though I really only should have been there for a couple days.
  3. My great great grandfather played on the Oakland Oaks. He was a pitcher, and he only hit 3 home runs. One of his home runs was in a gopher hole. One was through a hole in the outfield fence. The last one was in another gopher hole.

Jacob F.

Movie Review: Coco
A movie I recently watched was “Coco”. This movie is about Mexican cultural traditions, family expectations, and moving away to create your own path. It described the Mexican way of life. The main character is Miguel, who was a boy that was expected to follow his family business of shoemaking. In his heart, all he wanted to do was be a musician. Music was in his veins and his heart. He learned how to play guitar on his own but kept it from his family. One day, on the Day of the Dead, he stole a guitar that belonged to a famous singer who had died. This took him to the land of the dead were he found his family members. He went on an adventurous trip to find his great great great grandpa to have him give him his blessing to become a musician. Along the way, he meets interesting characters like Frida Kahlo and Pedro Infante. I recommend this movie to everyone because it's a great family movie; it shows the Mexican cultural traditions of life, and it teaches a very valuable lesson to kids.

Alyssa A.

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

My Name

We are reading Sandra Cisneros' book, The House on Mango Street. Students wrote their own creative vignettes imitating her style.

Here is a portion of Cisneros' vignette:

From “My Name”
by Sandra Cisneros in The House on Mango Street

In English my name means hope. In Spanish it means too many letters. It means sadness, it means waiting. It is like the number nine. A muddy color. It is the Mexican records my father plays on Sunday mornings when he is shaving, songs like sobbing.

At school they say my name funny as if the syllables were made out of tin and hurt the roof of your mouth. But in Spanish my name is made out of a softer something, like silver, not quite as thick as sister's name Magdalena--which is uglier than mine. Magdalena who at least- -can come home and become Nenny. But I am always Esperanza.

I would like to baptize myself under a new name, a name more like the real me, the one nobody sees. Esperanza as Lisandra or Maritza or Zeze the X. Yes. Something like Zeze the X will do.

Here are a few student imitations:

In English, my name means god of plenty. In Spanish, it means pretty pronunciation. It’s common and simple. It's like flowers. My name is gentle rain falling from the sky.

My name was supposed to be Valente when I was a “boy”. But Valente doesn't exist. He never existed, I was always a girl.

My name is the tree swaying in the wind, I'm at peace with it, but it's the wrong mixture of letters. It's different. It's like Moonlight on a foggy night.

I guess my mom liked “Ela”, after all both of my sister's names end with “Ela” and mine is no different. When I was younger I wanted to change my name to something like Chole or Emma but now I'm just happy with Isabela.

My name is a name well liked by my mom. It signifies noble strength. My name is the roaring waves crashing on the sand. It is the detail of a wing of a butterfly. Sensitive , caring, and strong, my name.

Audrey Hepburn, an actress, dancer, a star. Loved her craft but later settled down to have a family. She took time to do what she loved. My name is a world of its own, beauty and emotion.

My name is like a tear down my checks with no explanation because I'm stuffed with things I can't let go.

Before my name was supposed to be Alejandra. But that's was before my dad, my grandma, and my aunt Vero found out my mom was pregnant with me. The story behind my name is a living hell because of all the family drama that was caused just to name a little girl.

My mom was going through pain because it was time for me to come out but my dad didn't want to take my mom to the hospital neither did he want to be there at the time of birth but demanded my name to be the name he chose.

My mom wanted to name Alejandra. Something strong and powerful. Something that wasn't so hard to pronounce in either Spanish or English. But because of the threats and how much anger this had brought, I was named the name my father damned.

My friends call me Nessa or simply just by my first name. By my family nickname is BanĂ©. Short for Banessa. There's no good meaning for my name because it only means karma or death.

In English, my name means beauty and comes from a flower. In Spanish it is Alicia. My name is a brave woman who fought against a deadly disease. Whose bravery rose with the sun and fell when the dark sky loomed.

My name is my grandpa crying in the corner of a dark room. Named after my great grandma he remembers the missing piece of his heart.

My name is the sun shining on a rainy day. It gives hope to my family filling it with happy memories of an innocent time. When we were untouchable.

My name is the sweet taste of candy. A burst of life, the sweet cries of a newborn baby, the first flowers blooming in spring.

My name is as common as shorts in the summer. My name, Jennifer, was the most common first name in 1970-1984. But I'm not common, I'm original. “Jennifer” a girl lost in a dark forest, lost and confused.

My name is a talkative girl, just looking to express herself. She doesn't care who she talks to, she just wants to talk. She wants new people in her life. That doesn't mean she doesn't appreciate who and what she already has.Jennifer is as free as a leaf in the wind. A leaf traveling around the world looking for new adventures. I'm just one more leaf in a pile.

The name Sophia is the air I breathe, it's the bed I sleep in and the food I eat. To me, I'm smiles and giggles on a rainy day but to everyone else, I'm just Sophia. Names are like labels on boxes of mac and cheese at Safeway. It's just the outside you have to discover what is inside.

For some reason my name means wisdom, wet in school, I feel like an old car that your grandfather left you and your trying desperately to restart. I get worse grades than a lump of cole. It's just not fair, I try my best yet I never succeed, I'm a growing tree, reaching towards the sun but even though I'm reaching as far as I can, I just can't reach it.

Someday I hope I will join the others, leave the cocoon and except my true form as a butterfly. But until then I'm a shoe that doesn't quite fit, I'm out of place in my own name.

My name has been through the past 100’s of years through history my name was called old English. Tyler means the protector of the golden gate to heaven-- Keeping the evil away. My name is used as a Surname and a given name. My name means protector, strong but never forgiving. My name is like a chicken falling apart inside a furnace. My name is the understanding of English language. The Name was from my dad that loved to see a friend but he passes away, and he says I look like him. My name is the fighting for food on a daily basis. 

My name was to fight and help my father get better through his grief. My name is fun when you go to a park. My nickname was Ty or Taylor just because they are easy and another way to explain my name in the same letters. My name is a moon shining in the dark and beautiful night. My name was the definition of crazy and loving person. My name is like the moon being dark but still light. My name is cool to me, and I think it will be me for the rest of my life.

My name is the member of a group that just barely fits in. The one who is similar to everyone else but just that little bit different to make them fun to tease every once and awhile. But that’s okay, my name is still a good one. My name means many talents, just not always known. My name means smart just not always in an obvious way. It is like a lightbulb, you just have to flip a switch and then its brightness shows.

My name is the person you meet that you really have to get to know before they seem more than just an ordinary pedestrian walking down the street. That person who is actually interesting and fun once they are comfortable. My name is the one with lots of cycling hopes and dreams that overlap each other constantly but are still separate. It says that I want to be so many things in life, sometimes easy and sometimes hard, but I will always try if I can. And it means that I have a lot of details about me that I don’t always tell. Or that I can be scared or unwilling to do or say certain things, whether they’re about me or not, but I am still an open and kind person even if it doesn’t appear that way. Or at least I try to be.

I don’t know what other people think of my name or what they say about it but in the end, every name is just word used to label something or someone whether it is a good one or not. A name is just, a name. It’s not automatically good or bad. Only the owner of that name can truly say if it is a good name for them, not for somebody else even if they have the same name. But through every little detail about my name, whether it’s a good detail or a bad, I still think I have a good name because it suites me and says everything about my personality.

My name is Allyenna. When people ask, “That’s your name?” I answer, “Yes. That’s my real name.” When people or substitutes say my name, they make it complicated, as if it has 19 syllables, as if it’s a foreign language.

But to me, my name is beautiful. My name is the Supermoon, the only light in the night, smiling down on Earth. My name is a paintbrush, drawing a beautiful pathway to a beautiful life. My name is J.K. Rowling’s imagination, unique and magical, and majestical too!
In Hmong, my name is spelled Ab Hli and is pronounced “Ah Hlee.” Ab means baby and Hli means moon, so the meaning of my name is Baby Moon. My name is the New Moon, just beginning a new chapter of a cycle.
My grandma says my Hmong name sounds like a strong-willed yet childish name. Perhaps it’s how I got my personality. She also told me my name makes me sound young. 50 years from now I’ll be old, but young.
My original name was Ellyanna, but me grandma pronounced it Allyenna. My parents decided to change it because they liked it better.
My name. Allyenna. Beautiful, childish, strong-willed, the moon. My name.

My name is basically already a Spanish name, but I never learned what it means. To me, my name is an unknown planet. It is coldness that has never felt the warmth. A lost soul with great meaning.

My real Name is Desiree. My father gave me the name Desiree. My mother didn't like that name for me, so they just went with Desiree.

I had to go with my father's last name. I hate it. And I know “hate” is a harsh word. But I mean it. I also “Hate” him. My father was not there at my birth, he was to busy making deals with the devil and playing with fire. But I grew up fine without him.

Look at me now. My name is broken-hearted. I’m stuck stitching a smile to my face. My name is Hope. My name is a light slowly going out. My name is the monster stuck in the closet. My name is all the things i wish i were or the stuff I think. My name is tired, it’s lonely, and it’s hurt… My name could’ve been Emily, or Sadie, or Nina, it even could’ve been Alex! But NO… it’s Desiree.

The one thing I love is my nickname. Lilo. Frome Lilo&Stitch. My name is a cute wide-eyed girl with a hope for her future, so innocent and naive with spirit and a best friend by her side.

I hope I have that soon. My name is a cloud full of rain not being able to let go of a single drop.

My name is Carter, in French it is charretier. My name is energy, it is activity, it's is moving and fidgeting, it is being energetic.

At school my name is like a laugh, like something natural, like a silk blanket on your skin, I do not have nicknames carter is all. My name is a comedy, it comes with jokes and laughter. My name is like sleeping in, liked by all

I would not like to change my name. Not to jack, or jake, david, or jerald, nope none of those. Carter is my name, yes Carter will do, Carter J. Turney.

Thursday, November 30, 2017

Students Guest Blog

How many of you know that there is a way to earn extra credit in Mrs. Davis' class? You can be a guest blogger right here! 

Check out the guest blogger tab on this blog. Follow the very precise directions. Scroll back through years of student guest blogs to see what other people have written. 

A single thoughtful comment that includes your first name and zero errors will earn you a single point. A guest blog post is worth up to 5 points. Remember, it's EXTRA credit for extra work. You do the extra work, not me. :-) 

Be patient; I preview everything before it gets posted.

Below are some current blog posts from students, submitted recently.


Book Reviews

The author, Scott Westerfeld, starts off with an interesting description of the protagonist. This is the first judgement we have about this story. Tally Youngblood sneaks out of her dorm, tricking her high-tech room. The story is based in the future, she is still “ugly” and hasn’t had the gruesome surgery that changes her small eyes to bright shining ones, her small skinny legs too long, flawless limbs, making her body fit into the perfect standard of a 16 year old pretty.

This all takes a turn when a friend she had met while hiding out in New Pretty town leaves on her hoverboard to go to a city beyond called Smoke. Shay has met her older friends so she can start a life somewhere else, leaving a note with non-descriptive clues to lead Tally if she followed. This is a dilemma because she wants to stay and become pretty. Tally chooses to go by the “Special Projects” hand. After meeting with a secretive government group, she ends up leave to the Smoke as a spy for the “special circumstances”. The climax begins as she’s finding how to figure out the clues as well as living in the wild, which Tally has only visited once or twice before. As she follows the strenuous clues that Shay has given her, Tally learns how to live by herself.

She is shocked by the rough living of the people living there. In her city, no one cut down trees or used real leather as the old, ancient people did many years ago. There is a stressful love triangle that tally has to fight through. Tally finds a life altering secret that is revealed towards the end of the book.

This book raises questions and concerns that is plausible for the future. It could change society in a way that shouldn't be welcome. It is interesting to think about the possibilities of living in an exclusive city where everyone is up to beauty standards. I personally don’t believe there should be a change to our modern society, it is changing enough already.

Audrey H

Let it Snow

With all of the holidays coming our way, I decided to start getting in the spirit and read Christmas books! One of the books that I have recently read is called Let it Snow. This book has three romance stories, The Jubilee Express by Maureen Johnson, A Cheertastic Christmas by John Green, and The Patron Saint of Pigs by Lauren Myracle. The book is about three different teenagers who each share their own story and they all connect to one another. This book is young adult fiction but of course anyone can read it! It has so many moods such as hilarious, charming, and lovable. John Green, Maureen Johnson, and Lauren Myracle are three of today’s bestselling authors and we can see why in this book. If you’re a person who loves detailed books then I highly recommend this one. I have read books by John Green before and I can tell you, he is an amazing writer. This was my first time reading a book by Lauren Myracle and Maureen Johnson and they are amazing as well. You can never go wrong with these types of books so I definitely suggest it!                   

Yureli M

Two Truths, One Lie

  1. I have gone to a family trip in Lake Tahoe for winter break. There was a sauna, hot tub, and a dirt path leading up to the mountain. I stayed in the hot tub for an hour and stayed in the sauna for 30 minutes. Afterwards, I went off to ziplining afterwards all of that heat.
  2. I used to have many pet fish when I was younger and all of them died quickly. I was in love with fish and was somehow not sad at the fact that my pets had all died. I just quit asking for more pet fish since I couldn't do much with them.
  3. I used to have 3 dogs and their names were Apple, Yellow, and Square. Apple was a cute small pug, Yellow was a small playful chihuahua, and Square was a lazy bulldog who loved stealing food.

Kayla L

Question of the Week
What is your favorite thing to do in your free time?
My friend Savannah’s favorite thing to do in her free time is ride her horse named Bubba. Bubba’s original name was Spur. His last owners changed it to Bubba. When Savannah got Bubba she didn’t want to change his name because she thought it was a cute name. Bubba is 17 years old and Savannah got him when he was 15 years old. Savannah loves Bubba a lot and will do anything for him. For example she rides him everyday, feeds him horse goodies, grooms him everyday, and talks/sings to him. When Savannah rides him she feels really safe and she trusts him a lot. They like to do sports together. Their favorite sport to do is barrel racing. Barrel racing is a rodeo event in which a horse and rider race around 3 barrels in a cloverleaf pattern and whichever rider and horse gets the fastest time wins. They win a saddle and a buckle for their horse. Bubba is a really awesome horse!
By Olivia W.

Creative Writing

The Difference Between Saying, Thinking, and Distance.

I’m ok.
I’m not okay.

Its funny knowing
that these are my last moments here with you.
Or maybe it’s just sad
knowing that I’ll never forget this.

I'm happy knowing
that I knew you.
Or maybe it’s just sad
knowing that I’ll never forget you.

It’s annoying when
I think of you sometimes and never been able to take you out of my mind.
Or maybe it's just sad
knowing that I don't want to forget you.

It’s impressive that
we’ve spent a lot of time together.
Or maybe it’s just sad
knowing that I’ve never said “I love you” the way I wanted to say it.

It’s boring, knowing that
you won’t be with me anymore.
Or maybe it's just sad
knowing that you’ll never be here, waiting for me to come online.

It's crazy, thinking about
how you say that you love me and I say “I love you” back for the last time.
Or maybe it's just sad
knowing that I didn’t get the chance to say it in person.

It’s insane, realizing how
much I love you at the end.
Or maybe it's just sad,
knowing that I don’t want you to leave.

It’s weakening, knowing that
I still love you.
It's just plain sadness.
Don’t you understand?
Do you know that I’ve been hurting?
It hurts to say goodbye. Especially to you.

It's frustrating, needing
to take you out of my mind.
You’re my biggest weakness.
I need you to get out of my head.
I loathe you but at the same time,
I regret saying that I do.

It’s joyful, knowing that
you’ve left.
At the last moment,
I wished that I could've said some more things;
I know it’s too late to say this.
I know.
You’ll never hear me say this.
But for the last time;
I just want to say this.
I love you.

It’s sad, knowing that
you used to love me.

Kayla L

Friday, November 17, 2017


Hello, everyone!

Happy Thanksgiving.
I hope that you enjoy your week off 
if you are lucky enough to have one. 
I look forward to good food and time with my family.

I will also be planning our 
House on Mango Street unit next week. 
We will be reading this book when we return from break. 
It is available online in PDF format
I highly recommend buying your own copy of the book 
so you have it to read and hold and re-read and cherish.

Here is one YouTuber's review of the book.



Two Truths and a Lie

  1. I went to Hawaii last summer. I stayed at a resort type of thing and it was fun, especially when I got stung by a jellyfish. Right off the resort, there was a beach which was nice. There was a barbeque restaurant and a couple other things. So one day I was at the beach and just messing around in the water and I felt a really bad feeling on my leg. It stung for a long time but it wore off later that day.

  1. I have 3 pets. I have 2 dogs, one is a black lab, Lucy, and another which is like a rat dog,  Murphy. We call Murphy that because we don’t know his breed and he looks like a big rat. I have a fish named Ringo after Ringo Starr. I also have pets at my mom's house.

  1. My real name is Antwan. When I was two years old my mom changed my name because she liked the name Asher more. My dad liked the name Antwan but my mom didn't like it.

Asher F.

Question of the Day

My question of the day is “What is your favorite holiday?” For this question, I asked a couple family members and people I live with.

Dad: “There's only one real holiday and that would be Christmas. Christmas is about the birth of Jesus and brings family's together like no other holiday. Only Christmas can bring out the best in people and turn our focus on others rather than ourselves. Lest we forget the food and smells that are created during the Christmas season can't be beat. The final reason that makes Christmas the best holiday is we can watch National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation as much as we want.”

Cathy: “My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving.  Most people would say Christmas, I think, so one reason I prefer Thanksgiving is to be unique. Also, Thanksgiving is during my favorite time of year, fall.  My favorite part about Thanksgiving is that the whole family gathers around the table and shares the reasons they are thankful.  And, of course, the pumpkin pie doesn't hurt!  :)”

Mom: “Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. I love having one day a year that focuses on everything we can be thankful for and spending quality time with family. Life gets so busy and goes so fast that I fully appreciate this holiday where we can slow down, just enjoy each other’s company, and have some fantastic food as well.”

Amy S.

Movie Review- Rogue One: A Star Wars Story

         Rogue One: A Star Wars Story is a good movie. For one, it fills in the thirty-seven-year-old plot error about how they got the plans to the death star in the first place. It is also enticing with action that keeps the viewer from getting bored of the movie. For instance, one example of this is when the crew infiltrates the imperial base on Scarif, and they ambush the imperial stormtroopers. This battle scene results in the highest point of action in the movie. However, it has many errors with the plot, such as when director Krennic has Jyn as his prisoner, and then Cassian somehow appears, even though he fell from a massive height earlier. Overall, Rogue One: A Star Wars Story is a good movie, but not one of the better Star Wars movies I have seen. I recommend that you see it if you have not watched it yet.

Asher C.

2 Truths, and a Lie!

  1. I love Justin Bieber. I’ve been a Belieber since 2009, and I was 5 years old when I started liking him. I’ve seen him in concert once, and I was supposed to go to Pasadena for another concert but it was canceled.
  2. I used to live in Texas for 5 years. I moved to California by car in 3 days when I was 6 years old. I didn’t finish up school there so when I got to California I went to 2 schools for kindergarten, 2 for first grade, 2 for second grade, and I finished up elementary school at Hooker Oak.
  3. My mom gave birth to me at prom and died during my delivery. I’m an only child and I live in a foster home with 8 boys and 4 girls. My father dipped at prom and left the country. SKRTTTTTTTTT

Ashlynn C.

Two Truths and a Lie

  1. I have eight siblings. two brothers and six sisters. Their ages are twenty seven, twenty nine, twenty four, twenty three ten, eight and two three year olds but none of them are my real siblings. I look almost exactly like one of them even though we have a different dad.

  1. I went to the beach with my family and watched the sundown. The sky was pink and purple and the clouds were glowing like a glowstick.. We were looking at the sun since it wasn’t too bright and watched it go down little by little until we couldn’t see it.

  1. My step-mom is a district attorney and my dad graduated from ITT Technical Institute just last year. I do not live with my mom but i visit her every other week. We are not very close to each other so i am happy for the time i have with her.
Which one is the lie?
Kiana B.


Friday, November 3, 2017

Yearbook Halloween Party


The yearbook staff is taking a break from their hard work in order to have a partay! Students arranged the entire thing, demonstrating leadership skills, organization, teamwork, and party planning. They decorated, ate snacks and drinks, and held a costume contest. What fun!




Movie Review: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

What I liked about Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone is the magic and the creatures. I think all the special effects that went into making the magic look realistic are amazing. The magical creatures like the troll and dragon must have been hard to make look real. Somehow the people doing special effects really made the creatures and the monsters look like it wasn’t special effects. It looked like they were actually in the movie.
I think other people will really like Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone Because of the beginning where the people that Harry Potter is living with treat him like garbage. They make him cook breakfast for everyone, they make him live under the stairs, and do all the chores. Once Hagrid takes him to Hogwarts, he is really respected and everybody is nice to him. People are shocked to be talking to “the Harry Potter.”

Jacob F.

Two Truths and a Lie

  1. I have gone to Disneyland seven times, Disney World four times, and I have been on two Disney Cruises. On the cruise there was a waterslide that was two hundred and three feet long going throughout the ship. I went on the slide five times while we were on the cruise.
  2. I lived in Arizona for nine years, lived in Las Vegas for a year, and moved to California in 2016. I moved to California because my dad got full custody of me and he lived here and I lived in Arizona.
  3. I have four animals living in my house. A bird and three dogs, my dog is Chloe and she is the youngest. Gretta is the second youngest dog, then it’s Angel who is the oldest and last but not least there is the bird Peanut. Peanut is nine, Angel is also nine, Gretta is two, and Chloe just turned a year old.

Athena C.  

Question of the Week

       I asked my mom a question about summer. What did you do over summer? Her answer was, “First we went to LA to visit family on 4th of July and saw fireworks all night and had a good night playing games with the family. After LA we went to Monterey to go camping as a family and see the sunset at the beach and visit the piers sampling clam chowder. The next morning, we went kayaking and saw otters and harbor seals with other families. After kayaking, we went to a seafood restaurant that had really good food and tried new things but very delicious foods like a deep-fried artichoke.” So from what all my mom said made my summer seem much longer and much more fun-sounding. I am very glad that she let us do so many things as a family.

Julian Q

Two Truths and One Lie

  1. I am a very good artist and have taken many art classes. I am terrible with color pencils and I am great with shading pencils. I have drawn many drawings that people say are good but I don't really like them. Also I don't like to draw or talk about drawing in public.
  2. I hate chocolate. I've hated chocolate ever since I was a little and had a cake with too rich chocolate. Ever since that day I've hated chocolate so much that looking at chocolate makes me throw up. Even if the chocolate is lightly covering a delicious good I still won't even touch it. Chocolate is the last thing in the world I will eat.
  3. I like playing video games. I like playing video games with my friends online and messing around and just hanging out. I like most games but not games which you have to create objects and survive. I like squad games where you can play with friends and mess around or be really serious. I also like games that are in first person and I don't mind third person games. All of the games I have are competitive so I like competitive games.

Julian Q