Tuesday, February 15, 2011

True Friendship

What are ways people prove to each other that they're loyal and trustworthy?  Write 2-3 complete sentences on your thoughts to this question.  If needed, refer back to your writing journal response from today's class, 2/15, on the same topic.

Monday, January 31, 2011

The Story of Ceres and Proserpina

Who was your favorite character in the myth of "The Story of Ceres and Proserpina", pgs. 684-688 in your Literature Book. Why was this character your favorite? Note: You must provide proof from the story to support your answer. Your response must be 4-5 sentences.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Cats

A cat can crouch, crash, and crawl
Or creep, cringe and cry out,
Causing concern and crisis,
Cunningly creating confusion.

Sea Calm by Langston Hughes

How still,
How strangely still
The water is today.
It is not good
For water
To be so still that way.

Autumn Thought by Langston Hughes

Flowers are happy in summer.
In autumn they die and are blown away.
Dry and withered,
Their petals dance on the wind
Like little brown butterflies.

Two Haiku by Basho

Winter solitude--
in a world of one color
the sound of the wind.

A field of cotton--
as if the moon
had flowered.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Message from a Caterpillar by: Lilian Moore

Don't shake this
bough.
Don't try
to wake me
now.

In this cocoon
I've work to
do.
Inside this silk
I'm changing
things.

I'm worm like now
but in this
dark
I'm growing
wings.

Fog by: Carl Sandburg

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

I'm Nobody! Who are You? by: Emily Dickinson

I'm Nobody!  Who are you?
Are you --Nobody--Too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise-- you know!

How dreary-- to be--Somebody!
How public--like a Frog--
To tell one's name-- the livelong June--
To an admiring Bog!

Is the Moon Tired? by: Christina Rossetti

Is the moon tired? she looks so pale
Within her misty veil:
she scales the sky from east to west,
And takes no rest.

Before the coming of the night
The moon shows papery  white;
Before the dawning of the day
She fades away.