#english12

[kiwiangel16]

This actually happened...

Mom: *uses improper grammar*

Me: Come on, mom! You took English 12. TWICE!

[davidpeters18]

English 12 Apex

Question 1   Who were the working class? A. Low-paid workers and their families B. Middle-income artisans and their families C. Middle-income skilled workers and their families D. Managers and their families

Question 2   Which of these was a job that a working-class man would most likely hold? A. Lawyer B. Meatpacker C. Inventor D. Office worker

Question 3   Why was it hard to do laundry in tenements? A. There were no outdoor clotheslines. B. Most tenements had only cold running water. C. There was no water in many tenements. D. Only water available was often already dirty.

Question 4   What was a tenement? A. A run-down part of the city where poorer people lived B. An ethnic enclave within a smaller city C. A large apartment building that was usually overcrowded and dirty D. A building where the factory owner made his employees live

Question 5   Many working-class families lived in slums because: A. They did not want to improve their condition. B. They could not afford to live anywhere else. C. They preferred those sections of the cities. D. They were forced to live there by the government.

Question 6   Why were the tenement apartments crowded? A. Many people had to share space with other families. B. It was easier to heat and cool the apartments if they were small. C. The apartments were large so they could hold big families. D. There wasn't room to build more apartment buildings in the cities.

Question 7   Model tenements, built to create better lives for the poor, were: A. Older condominiums in the suburbs. B. Single family homes in the slums. C. Nicer apartment buildings in the slums. D. Run-down buildings in the suburbs.

Question 8   Which of the following would not have been the job of a poor working-class woman? A. Office manager B. Laundry worker C. Cook D. Maid

Question 9   What is a slum? A. An area of a city where people all worked in the same factory B. An area of a city that was poor, dangerous, and crowded C. An area on the edge of a city where people had to ride the train to work D. An area on the edge of a city where houses were farther apart

Question 10   At this time, charitable organizations wanted poor immigrants: A. To fix their personal problems. B. To work hard. C. Not to drink alcohol. D. All of the above

[terryy0811-blog]

First Post

Starting Tumblr

-Introduction to ePortfolio : A Year Long Contemplation & Inquiry

[drstrain-ge]

Introvert

His happiness was stolen by a substance of negativity; he went to his own world of lucidity.

I’m losing my my mind and just wanted to feel as though anything or anyone is here, not for me or for my problems, just here and not going anywhere.

I am so terrified of what I've become; it's not somebody I'm proud of, and it's embarrassing.

I make look like I am an outgoing person, but don't mind being alone. Seem loud and obnoxious, but there's a time where I'm silent. I might look happy but there's always those moments where i'm consumed by sadness, I may look tough and strong, but i have that side were its soft. I look incapable of loving someone, but I am victim of unrequited love. seem fine also dying on the inside. I might look like nothings bothering me but on the other hand I want to hit someone in the face for no reason.

to this own thoughts that run through his had. I am happy tonight, that terrifies me and I cannot feel fully because I know that I wont be soon enough, that sounds sad and pathetic, but that is how I am i know that it never lasts. It feels like im not even here, and the anticipation kills any moment of joy.

I want nothing to do with you nothing is fading like its supposed to. you are toxic, poisonous, and infectious. It's like nothing can fix me, I want to pretend like this never happened, No one is trying to fix me. You are the cause of my destruction but you have no idea.

I thought this day was worst of all but evening was nice, but I was exhausted. But here's the thing out of all the bad negative thoughts that run through my mind, I have this big dream that one day someone will be able to help me out and i'll be ok once again. I have a dream where i want to own a self built house with an amazing view with my own family and to be myself again.

[love-like-battleships]

Me: Chester, you should tell us about your boyfriends! Her: which ones? *everybody laughs* Her: I only had two. Joey: get down girl, go head get down. He said that to my fucking teacher I REPEAT, TO MY TEACHER. 😂😂

[t0riix3]

why i did not attend the 100 nights' dinner

The 100 nights’ dinner held for seniors did not interest me at all. To be quite honest, I did not go because the few select people I consider friends did not go as well. People say it is a nice idea to get all the seniors together for a nice dinner before the school year is over. I disagree, because not every senior will attend. Also, people are only going to sit and hang out with their friends that they are close to outside of school. I think it’s cheesy to have a senior dinner in a school cafeteria. They should have picked a nice restaurant and get a group deal. Dressing fancy to go have dinner in your schools’ cafeteria seems very odd to me. I have never heard of having a dress code to eat in a cafeteria, I just find it weird. I see the school cafeteria as a place where students go to eat lunch, not as a formal appropriate place to eat in. I see people I go to school with as acquaintances, rather than a friend. The only true genuine friendships I see are because these people know each other outside of school, or from elementary school. Majority of students are two-faced and fake and that is because these people are focused on having friends and looking cool, rather than focusing on their school work. The school should come up with something better and more memorable, like a senior trip to somewhere nice. People will more likely attend and remember a trip, rather than a dinner in the school cafeteria.

[binary-kisses]

Story I had to write for English 12 (probably crappy, also not finished)

It was a cold autumns night, you could hear the chattering of leaves long since dead amongst the wind. The full moons silver rays danced through the tree branches to reveal glimpses of her pursuers but as suddenly as they appeared, they were once again swallowed in darkness. Her breath got heavier with each step she took but she had to keep running. She was different from them, they would never accept her. Everyone she knew turned their backs on her once they learned what she truly was.

Even her deep crimson-red eyes betrayed her, exclaiming to everyone that she was a vampire.

A monster, a fiend, something that came from the pits of hell is what they'd say. They were wrong, they didn't know her. She wasn't like that, she had a heart just like everyone else. It beat the same, it hurt the same, it broke the same.

Out of the darkness came a gut-wrenching scream that threw her from thought. She ran in the direction of the scream frantically. Closer and closer she drew, the only sound now was the pounding of her heart thumping in her ears. Maybe she could save them was the only thing on her mind. The scent of blood was thick in air now, up ahead was a clearing. As she entered she immediately saw what had occurred, bits and pieces of her pursuers strewn all about. A flicker of moonlight reflected off something a short distance away.

Her hands reached under the cloak she was wearing and tightly embraced the hilt of each short sword. With a grimace of hatred and disgust on her face, she trudged forward. Only to find a small boy cowering with fear from the sight he just beheld. Reluctantly she released her iron grip on the short swords and held out a hand to the boy. The look of terror in the boys eyes reminded her of the past. “No-one must suffer the way I have” was all she could think.  

[jonnae27]

And at the end of our lives, we are put on display, as a master piece for all the people ever in our lives, to sign.

Marlyn Morven