Friday, December 14, 2012

November

Well, a lot of things happened in this month. There was White Sunday, my school's turkey run, Thanksgiving, International Day, and the Young Writers Contest.

White Sunday:

White Sunday was my little sister's day. She was well prepared for that day. She put on her pretty white dress, her shoes, and all those accessories. I wasn't there, but I'm pretty sure she looked better than all the other girls. Lol. 

Turkey Run:

Another event that I didn't go to.... eh. The turkey run started at, I think 4 or 5 in the morning. I think you run around the whole village of Vailoa(it's really big!!). Yeah..... Anyway, I heard that a man participating in the turkey run passed away. 

Thanksgiving:

Well... didn't do anything for this one. All we had was just a big feast, that was it.

International Day:
This was a crazy day! The theme for International Day was, "My Colorful South America". We gathered information about the countries and made food from them. The countries were Venezuela, Chile, Brazil, Ecuador, and Colombia. We even danced to South American music. Wait, let me start from the beginning.....
Each period works on a country. There are 3 categories- presentation, food, and entertainment. My period worked on the country Venezuela, and I got put into the entertainment. International Day was 3 periods long(it was a Friday, so we start from 6th period, and we did it in the Cafeteria). Presentations were on the left side, food was on the right side, and entertainment in the middle. We danced to four songs. The first one was "Suavemente", by Elvis Crespo, don't know the second song, "Conga" by some lady, and "Macarena". For the first song, we partnered up. The second was the boys' dance. The third was the girls' dance. Then the last one was all of us. 
I think I did good. I really hated the dance. I could have been absent, but I only did it because I needed the grade.
 I danced to "Suavemente" as if I was with the guy of my dreams, I danced to "Conga" as if I was trying to impress him, and I danced to "Macarena" as if he kissed me and I got super high! (drunk girl in love coming through!!!)
Anyway! Before we started, I found this notebook on the floor. I didn't know the owner, but I knew the teacher, so I went and put it in my bag. I then saw this world teacher sitting on the table eating some of the food. I went up to her and- the music was really loud, soo....-
Me: HEY AMBER!!!
Amber: HI!
Me: HOW'S THE FOOD?!
Amber: IT'S GOOD.
**awkward silence, i'm looking around**
Me: LATER!!
Amber: BYE.
Haha! That was so weird.... lol
Yeah, so after International Day, I went to return the notebook with a friend. I didn't even get to taste any of the food! :'(

Young Writers Contest:

I WON! YEAH!! Well, not for the school or island-wide. Just for the 9th grade..... All the other essays were about serious issues, and my essay was about a talking pencil! Ridiculous, aye? I told my mom the same thing, but she said, "It's not ridiculous, it's creative." Yeah... I love my mom :)

My talking pencil
My teacher gave me back my notebook yesterday. She left a note saying, "Work on your handwriting! I could barely understand it!". There's nothing wrong with my handwriting! I looked in my notebook and scanned my handwriting. It does look sloppy and hard to comprehend, but what can I do about it?
I tried writing slowly, but it takes up so much time. Then, as I was writing, something weird happened. "Hey, I see the problem!" an unknown voice said.
"Who said that?" I asked curiously.
"Down here!" It said again.
I looked down, and it was my pencil talking! "You have to tilt the notebook, girl! It's easier to write with the notebook slanted. Oh, and make the letters a little bigger!" my pencil said.
I was freaked out for sure, but I gave it a try, and my handwriting looked better. "Whoa! Thanks!" I said with gratitude.
I gave the teacher my notebook to show her my improved handwriting, and she was surprised! "This is so much better! Good work!" she said to me.
So, from that day on, my pencil continued to help with my writing, and I continued to get awesome grades. I always put my pencil back in my bag after using it, but today, I could not find it. I rummaged through my bag-nothing! I can't believe I lost it! I took out a spare instead and said to it, "You better say something!"



No comments:

Post a Comment