Vocab + Theme

This Vocab is from “The Jilting of Granny Weatherall”

Vocab Word- DELUSIONAL

Vocab Meaning- having false or unrealistic beliefs or opinions

I picked this word as an overall theme because, Granny does not have a great sense of reality. She has a constant stream of consciousness that takes over frequently in the short story.

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Vocab

This Vocab is from “The Jilting of Granny Weatherall”

Vocab Word- MARVEL

Vocab Meaning- something that causes wonder, admiration, or astonishment; wonderful thing; a wonder or prodigy

This is a picture of my dog Cody, he thinks the flashlight is a wonderful thing; he is curious what it is.

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Vocab

This Vocab is from “The Jilting of Granny Weatherall”

Vocab Word- FLIMSY

Vocab Meaning- comparatively light and insubstantial; easily damaged

This is a picture of a broken hanger, it was too flimsy to hold anything.

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Vocab

This Vocab is from the short story “The Jilting of Granny Weatherall” by Katherine Ann Porter.

Vocab Word- DROWSED

Vocab Meaning- to be half asleep; doze intermittently

Here is a picture of my brother half asleep, showing that he dozed off.

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Theme + Vocab

This concept picture is for the short story “An Open Boat” by Stephen Crane

Vocab Word- Perseverance

Meaning- Steadfastness in doing something despite difficulty or delay in achieving success

This picture shows perseverance because he is steadly climbing the mountain, not rushing himself to reach the top, he knows he will get there at some point.

What perseverance means in the story- The captain, oiler, correspondent, and cook all show perseverance, by not giving up on finding, then getting to land. They never gave up on each other.

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Vocab

The vocab for “An Open Boat” by Stephen Crane.

Vocab Word- Picturesque

Meaning- visually attractive, especially in a quaint or pretty style

This is picturesque because the picture is visually attractive to the eye.

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Vocab

This vocab is for “An Open Boat” by Stephen Crane.

Vocab Word- Dejection

Meaning- A sad and depressed state; low spirits.

This picture of my dog Lucky shows dejection because Lucky is sad that she got in trouble for chewing up my moms sock.

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Halloween…Trick or Not

Today is Halloween, I did not dress up, I did not go out, and I did not pass out candy, I just was not feeling it this year. Next week is the end of the first marking period, I am honestly so stressed out. Junior year is one BIG stress factor in a high schoolers life. Every decision we make is for our future now, and it is really hard to get used too. I am finding that I have less and less time for things that I enjoy and more time studying and doing homework. These grades this year mean a lot, and colleges are going to be looking at them when it comes time to apply. Yesterday I honestly had a mental break down because of school, and it’s not even January yet. Works is piling up as I type, its stressful. Some of me wishes I went out and did something today, but I had too much work to do. But everyone goes through this stage, my mom did, my dad did, and I am sure if you are reading this and you are older than 17, you did too. This year is crucial for the rest of your life. Now that I am saying this, it kind of scars me thinking that my adolescence is almost up, no more mommy and daddy fixing everything. Soon I will be on my own and doing my own thing. Growing up really stinks sometimes, it was only two years ago I was excited about driving, college, and just growing up in general, I could not wait to bolt out of here as fast as I could. Now I am sitting here praying that time will slow down, that time will just stop for a bit so I can catch my breath. I still feel as if I do not know who I am yet, I need to find my identity. Well that is why Ms. Woodward made us do this blog, so we figure out who we truly are, so when it comes time to write that dreaded college essay, it won’t be so hard. It is scary, Junior year is Halloween all year-long, everything we have to start thinking about all at the age of 16-17. Life is tough, life is hard, but if you just sit around and complain everyday nothing gets done. I tell myself that at least. My goals for this year is to have all A’s and B’s and I will only allow one C a semester. My plan for college is to go to MCC and get all of my core classes taken care of, then go to a university, so that 2+2 program basically. MCC has the nursing classes I need, so I want to take those there. As much as it might seem, I actually cannot wait to just get going with life, even though I just said I wanted time to stop, but that was mostly for my family. I wish I spent more time with them throughout the years, I plan on making that up soon though. Hopefully we can make some really nice memories before I leave to live my life, and create my own story.

Things people may not know about me…

I have tried so many activities growing up. Ballet (yeah me doing ballet, yeah right!), gymnastics, jazz dancing (that was an abomination!), horseback riding and basketball. The two main activities that I actually stuck too was horseback riding and basketball. When I was in third grade, my best friend at the time, horseback rode, so of course I needed to horseback ride too. So I started up, my first trainers name was Jenn, and she was my all-time favorite trainer. I rode every Sunday, from 4pm to 5:30pm. The horses I liked riding were Moxie, Jimmy Dean, and Scout. In the beginning I loved it so much. After a year and a half I got a new trainer, and her name was Megan. When Megan came I started doing competitions. My first competition was rough, I think I got 5th, 6th, and 3rd. I was pretty disappointed but it just showed me that I needed to try harder. So I kept at it and kept going to my lessons. By the end of two years I had been thrown off the horses countless times, but it was all worth it. In my second competition I won 2nd, 3rd, and 2nd again! WHOOPY! I was super proud of myself, and so were my parents. Well in 6th grade I slowly started to change my mind about horseback riding. I wanted to play basketball so bad (even though I never once picked up a basketball). I was wicked tall in 6th grade, taller than all the boys, so I wanted to use my height in a sport that I could excel at. So I tried play basketball at the rec, I loved the sport, but I hated rec. My friends started taking about a travel basketball team, so of course I joined! Manchester Travel Basketball, oh what an interesting association. I could go on and on about the things that happened during practice, games, warm-ups, and parents. I learned many things I would have to say, I learned how to be a team player and how to actually play the game of basketball. My basketball friends and I  all tried out for an AAU basketball team, I however did not make that team because I was not skilled enough nor was I fast enough. I have to say that killed my confidence, but it did not stop me from playing basketball. I ended up trying out and making another team, and playing for the older group. I did not play much on this team but I learned so much. After that season I became so much more of a better player, I knew how to do things others did not. 7th grade I played on my middle school team, that season was atrocious! But at the same time I was also playing the travel team. That was a lot to handle but so much fun. Later in the year I did AAU again, but played at my own age level. 8th grade for my middle school team was amazing (I started every game that year), but we made it to the finals and came in second! Of travel was awful like usual. Then again in February I started AAU, this season was not good…I beat myself up for every little thing. 9th grade I hurt my knee but was still on the team, but as manager. Through my sports experience i realized my parents made it to everything (well at least one of them). They are my biggest support. I would not be anything without them.

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