Tom Sawyer: One word that best describes Tom is mischievous. Who spends most of his time getting into trouble with his friends and trying to get out. I still believe he has good heart with a strong conscience, and as time passes my bet is that he will begin to mature.
Huckleberry Finn: Huck is the pariah. He is 14 years old like Tom, and has nothing better to do during the day so he is bound to get into trouble. Especially with all his lies. His dad was a Acoholic so he didn't grow up in the best home and that is why he is such a miscreant. Huck is also shunned by the society but envied by local town boys because of his freedom.
Aunt Polly: Tom's Aunt and guardian. A simple kindhearted old lady who i guess you could say struggles with giving love to her nephew Tom but also disciplining him. In the end i think all she wants from Tom and Sid is to be appreciated and loved.
Injun Joe: Injun was violent, he commited murder became a robber and his motivation was revenge. Half Native and half White he suffered socialy and my guess is because of his race.
Becky Thatcher: Tom's new lover. A new girl in town who he decided to get "engaged" to once he left Amy Lawerence. But once Becky finds out about Amy shes runs off crying. And that is when they started going through whatever it took to make eachother jealous.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
The Final Stand
As I walked into class the next day there were whispers all around, I didn’t know what about, but I had a clue. They ended up being about me and what happened last night. I was a star on the basketball team but wasn’t the strongest as many would describe me, and what I couldn’t do is what gave me my reputation. As I walked home that night I came across some trouble with kids from my rivalry basketball school, and what they had didn’t look pleasant.
“Hey Darrel Thomas what happened to the deal we had” said Brandel
“ What deal?” I cautiously asked
“What happened to you blowing off the game!” Brandel asked with a tone
The words slipped and without thought I answered “You never told me to, and even if you had I would never do it man”
I couldn’t imagine the thoughts going through Brandel’s mind but I knew it had to do with the chain in his hands and squashing me like a bug.
I awoke and it was all a dream, the whispers, the fight, none of it happened. I was relieved out of my mind but I still had to get through the day and that included the big game against Mt. T. the day ended with the usual bell and the routine of the teachers coming around kicking us out because they want to get home. Us basketball players had to stay though and wait for the bus since it is an away game. As we were heading up to the game I had my music in and was wondering if what I dreamt last night could come true today, but instead of worrying I went to Mt. T’s house and did what I knew I could which was win. The game was close only being up by 5 going into the 4th quarter I knew the coach would want the ball in my hands if it came down to it and I was ready, and waiting. With 36 seconds we were down by one, not knowing what to do I made a mistake, and instead of being patient trying to draw the double team and kick it, I threw up the first three that was open. Missing. They rebounded with the clock ticking down now only 25 seconds so I made a quick foul sending their point guard to the free throw line for a 1 and 1. He made the first, but the second bounced in and out. Now down by 2 with the game on the line this is what I’ve thrived for. I made a quick pass to our post down low to give me some room now only 18 seconds left, then I rolled off the wing’s screen only a foot behind the three point line now 8 seconds, then my post made a quick dish to me with 4 seconds left and I clutched it. Nothing but net. The crowd booing is what I enjoyed hearing for the first time because it wasn’t ours, and with that last three we won 103 to 102. One of the largest upsets in our school’s history.
Going to bed that night was glorious with the victory, feels good to have no regrets. The next morning it seemed everyone was happy coming up to me starting conversations about life. I thought my life was the best at this time it couldn’t be better, it couldn’t change; but that night on my way home the dream I had wasn’t just a dream. But reality. I left school at about 5 that evening because I wanted to focus on my grades so I went to homework club. The sun set and walking home in the dark to the hood I lived was my one regret. Three of the team members from the team we just completely crushed came across me and didn’t like my presence. With a chain in their hands I was cautious and hesitant on everything I said and did.
“Ay Darrel,” chirped Brandel banging the chain on the ground with anger
“What happened to our deal?”
At that moment I thought to myself this has happened all before, some sort of déjà vu that I couldn’t put my finger on. What deal Brandel?” I said firmly
“You know exactly what I’m talking about don’t get smart with me” Brandel yelled
“Actually I don’t so calm down.”
“Why didn’t you blow off the game like I told you to? You knew what would happen!” Brandel said without stutter
Instead of making the same mistake I remember I did once before I thought over what I was about to say.
“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t let my team down like that, they needed me” I answered
“Well they let you down. Get him boys, and make it quiet” said Brandel firmly
I ended up on my front porch all beat up, how I got there is what I don’t know. I took the next week off school so there wouldn’t be any talk about my appearance and the bruises on my skin. Hopefully by then they would be gone.
My parents almost only cared about their business so they didn’t even have time to acknowledge that I stayed in my room throughout the day, so I didn’t have to worry about them; but I did about school. The week passed and I was nervous for the next day so I hit the sack earlier than usual so I could keep as much sleep needed. The bruises were almost all the way gone so I thought I was back to normal. But showing up to school it seemed there was gossip all around the whispers I’ve once heard were back and I was scared on what people were going to say to me. With a quiet morning, a friend at lunch asked me what went down last week between Mt. T and I?
Hesitant but firm I answered, “nothing! It was no big deal I ran into Brandel and his crew but nothings of it okay?”
“Alright sorry to disappoint you I was just curious” replied Austin
“It’s okay I’m just stressed” I said
I was confused? How did everyone find out? I just didn’t get it. I didn’t care anymore though and I had to put a stop to this. Stand up for myself. So I did and started by hitting the weight room after school so I could buff up and not be my scrawny self any more. I was sick of being taken advantage of. I couldn’t sleep tonight because I couldn’t get my mind off what had happened. Tomorrow though
I wouldn’t have the same reputation anymore. Tomorrow is when I would confront Brandel. I only got 3 hours of sleep that night but I was awake on adrenaline. School that day was long it felt like every class instead of an hour was about 2 or three. 6th period came and I was hesitant on if I was making the right decision, if I was even up for what I was about to put myself through. I realized I wasn’t but something inside me said do what you have to. So I did and after homework club once again at about five I walked the same route home I did when I when I saw Brandel the first time.
And lucky enough for me he was there, but this time without his friends. And at this moment my reputation changed.
“Hey Darrel Thomas what happened to the deal we had” said Brandel
“ What deal?” I cautiously asked
“What happened to you blowing off the game!” Brandel asked with a tone
The words slipped and without thought I answered “You never told me to, and even if you had I would never do it man”
I couldn’t imagine the thoughts going through Brandel’s mind but I knew it had to do with the chain in his hands and squashing me like a bug.
I awoke and it was all a dream, the whispers, the fight, none of it happened. I was relieved out of my mind but I still had to get through the day and that included the big game against Mt. T. the day ended with the usual bell and the routine of the teachers coming around kicking us out because they want to get home. Us basketball players had to stay though and wait for the bus since it is an away game. As we were heading up to the game I had my music in and was wondering if what I dreamt last night could come true today, but instead of worrying I went to Mt. T’s house and did what I knew I could which was win. The game was close only being up by 5 going into the 4th quarter I knew the coach would want the ball in my hands if it came down to it and I was ready, and waiting. With 36 seconds we were down by one, not knowing what to do I made a mistake, and instead of being patient trying to draw the double team and kick it, I threw up the first three that was open. Missing. They rebounded with the clock ticking down now only 25 seconds so I made a quick foul sending their point guard to the free throw line for a 1 and 1. He made the first, but the second bounced in and out. Now down by 2 with the game on the line this is what I’ve thrived for. I made a quick pass to our post down low to give me some room now only 18 seconds left, then I rolled off the wing’s screen only a foot behind the three point line now 8 seconds, then my post made a quick dish to me with 4 seconds left and I clutched it. Nothing but net. The crowd booing is what I enjoyed hearing for the first time because it wasn’t ours, and with that last three we won 103 to 102. One of the largest upsets in our school’s history.
Going to bed that night was glorious with the victory, feels good to have no regrets. The next morning it seemed everyone was happy coming up to me starting conversations about life. I thought my life was the best at this time it couldn’t be better, it couldn’t change; but that night on my way home the dream I had wasn’t just a dream. But reality. I left school at about 5 that evening because I wanted to focus on my grades so I went to homework club. The sun set and walking home in the dark to the hood I lived was my one regret. Three of the team members from the team we just completely crushed came across me and didn’t like my presence. With a chain in their hands I was cautious and hesitant on everything I said and did.
“Ay Darrel,” chirped Brandel banging the chain on the ground with anger
“What happened to our deal?”
At that moment I thought to myself this has happened all before, some sort of déjà vu that I couldn’t put my finger on. What deal Brandel?” I said firmly
“You know exactly what I’m talking about don’t get smart with me” Brandel yelled
“Actually I don’t so calm down.”
“Why didn’t you blow off the game like I told you to? You knew what would happen!” Brandel said without stutter
Instead of making the same mistake I remember I did once before I thought over what I was about to say.
“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t let my team down like that, they needed me” I answered
“Well they let you down. Get him boys, and make it quiet” said Brandel firmly
I ended up on my front porch all beat up, how I got there is what I don’t know. I took the next week off school so there wouldn’t be any talk about my appearance and the bruises on my skin. Hopefully by then they would be gone.
My parents almost only cared about their business so they didn’t even have time to acknowledge that I stayed in my room throughout the day, so I didn’t have to worry about them; but I did about school. The week passed and I was nervous for the next day so I hit the sack earlier than usual so I could keep as much sleep needed. The bruises were almost all the way gone so I thought I was back to normal. But showing up to school it seemed there was gossip all around the whispers I’ve once heard were back and I was scared on what people were going to say to me. With a quiet morning, a friend at lunch asked me what went down last week between Mt. T and I?
Hesitant but firm I answered, “nothing! It was no big deal I ran into Brandel and his crew but nothings of it okay?”
“Alright sorry to disappoint you I was just curious” replied Austin
“It’s okay I’m just stressed” I said
I was confused? How did everyone find out? I just didn’t get it. I didn’t care anymore though and I had to put a stop to this. Stand up for myself. So I did and started by hitting the weight room after school so I could buff up and not be my scrawny self any more. I was sick of being taken advantage of. I couldn’t sleep tonight because I couldn’t get my mind off what had happened. Tomorrow though
I wouldn’t have the same reputation anymore. Tomorrow is when I would confront Brandel. I only got 3 hours of sleep that night but I was awake on adrenaline. School that day was long it felt like every class instead of an hour was about 2 or three. 6th period came and I was hesitant on if I was making the right decision, if I was even up for what I was about to put myself through. I realized I wasn’t but something inside me said do what you have to. So I did and after homework club once again at about five I walked the same route home I did when I when I saw Brandel the first time.
And lucky enough for me he was there, but this time without his friends. And at this moment my reputation changed.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Whys Kids should be able to pick their own books
No, I think that letting your parents pick out your books for you is non-sensense, because first of all if the kid doesn't like reading, having your parents pick the books out for you will just make him/her hate it worse since you can't pick your own genre of interest. So basicly im saying i don't think the parents should have this option because it doesn't benifit the child. And it doesn't benifit the parents either because in our library they don't have the inuendo they had talked abiut in the passage.
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