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   Wow! I seriously never would have thought that Mr. DiSilvio killed Mrs. Donaldson! This was the most suspenseful children’s book I’ve ever read! In most children’s mysteries you know who the criminal is by the fifth chapter. For the majority of the book, I thought that the killer was Silas because he was so angry at Mrs. Donaldson for not liking his and Violet’s relationship. Now, Silas was a truly terrifying character. I would be scared to go anywhere near someone who fits his description.

   A boy named Logan moves to Bealesville, Virginia and into the house where on old lady, Mrs. Donaldsopn was killed. He reluctantly meets his next-door neighbor, Arthur, and they start off on the chase to see if they can figure out who killed Mrs. Donaldson. They encounter lots of suspicious characters like Silas, Johnny, and the DiSilvios, and lots others. Also, the duo meet a very pretty woman, who is a reporter interrogating the new family in the Donaldson house, named Nina.

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You’re probably thinking, “Didn’t you just have one of these?” Actually, that was just our band MPA. The FPMS Soaring Voices (my chorus) have been preparing for this event for months. Ever since our Christmas concert! But since I’ve already explained the MPA shebang here, I’ll just give you the deal for the Chorus MPA.

Yesterday, we got our fancy, long, black, polyester, sequined, really low-cut dresses to wear as our girls’ uniforms. While the boys got to wear these really pretty tuxedo’s that made them look absolutely fine, in my opinion. You know, the kind with the pirate shirt and cumberbund. Also, the girls had to wear their hair up out of their face so that they wouldn’t play with it. Thank God Mrs. Horne wasn’t as strict as Mrs. Bumbarger, though because in band, we had to wear our hair, like, up up in a bun. But, in chorus we were allowed to wear ponytails so I did because I Hate wearing my hair up, especially in a bun. Buns make me feel like an old lady.

Our transportation to the Mrytle Grove Baptist Church was a simple school bus with a simple bus driver unlike the usual: a charter bus with a luxorious driver. But, I would actually much rather prefer the simple bus driver, so it was nice. When we stepped into the church, I couldn’t believe how quiet it was. We were the first choir there. Soon 4 other choirs showed up but, I’m not sure which schools they came from.

The first group to perform looked like they had kids from elementary and high school with them which was weird because I was pretty sure this was supposed to be an all middle school judging, but now I’m not sure. Their uniforms were maroon polo’s with black skirts and slacks. Classic attire. They were good.

Next was us. We properly marched into the warm-up room for about ten minutes then strode right back out to the stage in the auditorium of the church. With the light shining bright in our eyes, we looked down upon the Queen of Chorus, Mrs. Horne as she conducted us through our songs. The way we sang sounded more beautiful than all of our concerts and rehearsals put together. I could tell that everyone on the risers were really putting their all into this. It felt like we were all family. It felt glorious. After what seemed like only 30 seconds of Heaven we were already gracefully stepping off the risers back into our church seats. It was one of the best feelings I’ve ever experienced. I don’t think any word on this planet could decribe how I felt. Pure singing magic.

We listened to the next two choirs. My favorite part was when the one choir sang Battle of Jericho. They were really awesome sounding. After about an hour, we exited the building, loaded onto the bus, and headed back to FPMS.

When we got back to FPMS, the seventh graders had already missed their lunch so they had to eat with the eighth graders. After that, it was pretty much sixth period by the time everyone got done changing and eating. The rest of the day went on like nothing had ever happened.

Finally, the two songs we sung were Gloria Festiva and Ubi Caritas. Both are really good songs and I just loved singing them. There was only one judge this time and no sightreading. Very unlike the band MPA. But the good thing was the judge happened to be extremely nice and we got a…SUPERIOR!!!!!! Everyone started screaming on the bus when they heard this. Mrs. Horne was like, “We do NOT do that on the bus!!”

This concludes the Chorus MPA’s until next year.


  Today from first to third period, we had a huge assembly in the gym. No, it wasn’t another pep rally. Starting last Monday, my school started one of its’ notorious school-wide read-alouds. This is when the teacher reads a few designated pages of a book to each of their classes, and usually by the end of the week, the whole school has read the entire book. It’s really fun! We have a few every year, like, earlier we read The Strange Case of Origami Yoda by Tom Angleberger and, also, Seedfolks by Paul Fleischman. This time we are reading Nerd Girls by Alan Sitomer. I really like it, but everyone else seems to think that it’s weird.

Anyway getting back to the point, Alan Sitomer came to our school and gave a hilarious motivational speech about staying in school and out of gangs. It was definetly one of the funnest school events I’ve ever gone to. This absolutely made my day and I’m looking forward to reading some more of his books, especially, Homeboyz.


Wow, I haven’t written a new post in ages! Here’s what’s been happening for the first few days back from Spring Break:

Band: (1st) I’m going to start taking my practice sheets seriously for the last quarter of the school year!…Maybe. (2nd) We got 2 new pieces of music-Looney Tunes aaaaaaaaaand… the RAINBOW CONNECTION!!!!!

Language Arts: We are finally at my favorite part of Mrs. Lee’s class; poetry. I just love reading poems, writing them, everything about them is totally awesome! To kick off the poetry season my class is reading Love That Dog by Sharon Creech. So far, it’s pretty cool, but, I heard that it gets kinda weird at some point in the story, so, I don’t know about it.

Science: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT’S DRIVING ME CRAZY!!!!!!!! First, my science textbook gets stolen from the classroom over Spring Break and then when I find it today, it turns out that it’s been completely BLACK. SHARPIED. ALL OVER IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m not even sure how I’m going to use it for the rest of the year because it’s all on the inside pages. Second, it’s good old fashioned Science Fair time. Yay. (I’ll, at best, get a big fat 50%-of-your-grade D)

Mrs. Galloway’s: We have to do a research project. It has to be at least 4 pages long. It’s pretty boring.

Math: Woo! Our class doesn’t have to use the CFC (Criteria For Credit) format on our Accelerated Math anymore! Now, it’s going to be about 10,000 times faster!

Chorus: We got our dresses…(I’ll tell you tommorrow…)

Geography: Same old, same old. Mr. May’s gotten nicer, again.

I still need to sell these Girl Scout cookies before my mom eats them all. $3.50 a box! Anyone?


Boy, I’m so glad that I found out about this before it was too late! Gather up everybody that you know and tell them to sign the petition below that makes the FDA have to label genetically modified foods (GMO’s). This is an important step in the people of the United States health and I would strongly consider you to think about it. But, think fast because it’s only a short time before the deadine to send this to the government!


Everybody who sees this should definetly try to enter! Also, you should check out Bucket List Publications by Lesley Carter!


Wooo! You wouldn’t believe how long I’ve been waiting for Spring Break! The time to get a nice tan and simply chill is now. So far, it’s been pretty good. What makes Spring Break even better? It’s the end of the third quarter of school!

I have noticed that ever since the first grade, the third grading period is always the hardest, most challenging, and academically difficult part of the year. I like to use Spring Break as the time to say to myself, “Look at what you’ve been doing to yourself! At this rate your grades and social standing will be down the toilet in a week!!”. Well, it’s not my fault that every single one of my teachers like to go crazy around the third quarter. This is how it played out this time;

Band: Mrs. Bumbarger & her assistant, Mrs. Domulot, have been making everyone in Symphonic, Concert, Jazz I & Jazz II blow their brains out playing some of the hardest music ever. Having this happen in first period for me just wrecked the rest of my day, everyday. But, I’ve already talked about this here and, I think here.

Language Arts: On top of being the worst teacher that I’ve ever had, Mrs. Lee has been doing backflips about the Writing FCAT since the third quarter is crunch time for writng teachers and the FCAT. I’m so glad that it has already passed though, so she has cooled off just a bit. For more info on the Writing FCAT.

Science: This is just the nasty, awkward quarter for science, and you know what I mean…”Let’s talk about our bodies!!!”. So I’ve been reluctant to do most of my work because I already know about this stuff and I’d much rather not have to write huge paragraphs about it!

Soar: Same as always, if not easier, actually.

Mrs. Galloway/Research: Once again it’s been crunch time to get our movie production done.

Math: My math teacher decided that out of the literally hundreds of assignments she gave our class, she only graded about 5 of them and they were the BAD ones. Like when I got the whole paper wrong because I did the same mistake on every question, she graded it, and not the tens of papers that I got easy hundreds on.

Chorus: I’ll be writing a post about Chorus in due time because the Chorus MPA is the Thursday after Spring Break so it’s the same problem in Band.

Geography: Mr. May is no longer my favorite teacher. His class has become what I always knew what Geography and History were: Boring.

On top of all of these problems I have Science Fair, some crazy Beta Club project and selling Girl Scout cookies to worry about. Terrible.


Last night, I was relaxing for the first day of Spring Break, surfing television channels, when I came across a very intriguing show; My Extreme Affliction. They were showing video of a woman jolting around as she walked, dystonia I think they called it, and I found it…questioning? I wasn’t sure what to call it. Afterwards, they continued talking about these very real diseases that I had never heard of, (with the exception of Tourette’s). I ended up learning more during those two hours than I ever thought I would over an entire month!

This will be on my to watch list for Saturday’s. I’d highly reccomend it to people who like learning about things that you probably would never hear about on an average day. My Extreme Affliction also seemed like a great topic of discussion for school because I have many friends who like that sort of stuff, sort of creepy and scary with a interesting side.

My Extreme Affliction comes on the ABC channel on Saturdays at 7 p.m. (8 p.m. Central time).

For some reason, I couldn’t really find that many websites about this show, so I thought that this article from it would be an interesting reference if you think that you might want to watch this show:

http://abcnews.go.com/Health/tourettes-syndrome-stop-ny-eds-dreams/story?id=15937604


Last friday, instead of going to my dreaded math class, I stepped into the band room at my school to find everyone jumping around and being excited. We were going to Pensacola High School for our MPA’S!!!

MPA stands for Musical Performance Assessment. My band director, Mrs. Bumbarger, said it was similar to a band class FCAT, and boy was she right! The MPA is where your band group travels to a designated area, ours was Pensacola High School, and they perform one, or more than one, piece of music that, hopefully, you’ve practiced. Once you have finished playing all of your pieces, there are three judges that judge or, assess, your performing skills like tone quality, tempo control, and dynamics.

Next, you go into a completely different room. The sightreading room where you and your group sightread and play two or three pieces of music. Both of my band directors stressed out about the sightreading way too much. They were going crazy about how “hard” it would be. Even the Concert band (the band directly lower than Symphonic) said it was super-easy! My favorite part about sightreading was that I was best friends with one of the judges, her name is Catherine, so I’m pretty sure that was what made our band get a Supierior.

You must be thinking, “Wait, what!?! You got a Supierior in sightreading!?!?!” Uh-huh! In fact, my band got one Excellent and-wait for it-three Supieriors!

(Just in case you don’t know, the judges rate your performance like a test, A,B,C,D, or F. The only way to get a Supierior is if all three judges give you A’s. An Excellent is if, like, one judge gave you an A and the other two gave you B’s)

All in all, though, my most favorite part of the MPA’s was the bus ride home. Jake the trombone player gave an “inspirational” speech and then he started singing, “The wheels on the bus go round and round!” and, “Baby, you’re a fiiiiiiirework!”. He has definetly become one of the funniest people I’ve ever met and absolutely made my day.


I have been playing the clarinet ever since May of 2010, the beginning of band camp to prepare me for sixth grade. I think of myself as a very professional clarinet player. The clarinet has been so easy to play I believe that I’m ready to step it up somewhat. I’m going to buy myself a saxophone.

Since my parents are still making the payments for my clarinet, it’s obvious that they wouldn’t be the first people I’d ask to buy me a saxophone. Especially considering the act that they cost $1,200 and up. So I’m going to earn those $1,200 and get myself one, under the radar, of course.

The only thing blocking my view of the golden saxophone of my dreams is my dad. He loves to steal my hard-earned money and spend it on his own fancies. I’ve tried to hide it in several different spots, but he always seems to get at it somehow. I remember the one time I was so excited that I had raised $50 all by myself. The next day I went to go relish in it, and it was all gone with a note that said, “I’ll pay you back-Daddy”. Wow, was I mad!

Now I, for one, have no idea how I’m going to get this money. For two, even if I do get the money, I’ll have no idea where to even begin stashing it!

If you look on the side I’ve put made my own widget on dollartimes.com that shows how much I have saved for a saxophone.

This is a really good store for musicians and also where I plan to purchase my first saxophone:

http://www.schmidtsmusic.com/index.shtml

And for more details:

http://www.schmidtsmusic.com/begin-saxophone.shtml


 

Yesterday, I went with my mommy to take my American shorthair cat, Oliver, to the vet’s. He fell off the fence and scraped his little foot and we were worried about him because a couple months ago, he almost had to get his leg chopped off because it was so badly infected. But, we went to an awesome vet and they fixed him. Now he has both of his legs and is back in order.


A few days ago, Mrs. Galloway’s 5th period class finally became the first group doing this project to actually finish filming alltogether!!! Now all we have to do is some quick scene editing and putting in transitions on a very handy-dandy computer application that the school has. We’re even almost done with that!

The only thing is that we don’t really know how to incorperate a slide show into the video. That was the other half of the project, making a presentation with a bunch of facts about bullying rates and depression and all that jazz. It was one of the first things we took care of so I never really wrote about it. Mainly Jordan and Claire were in charge of that department and when they completed the slides, everyone took turns narrating them. That was the easy part.

Writing the Script: Act VII


I think this is one of the best books I’ve ever read! I must admit, it wasn’t as good as the second one, Everwild, but it was still very dramatic and suspenseful. I’m definetly saving up my money for the third one.

Everlost is about 2 children named Nick and Allie that die in a car crash and get sent to Everlost. Here they meet Lief and, later on, Mary Hightower and her children. While they’re staying with Mary Hightower they start to learn about Everlost and soon they are heading out to find the Haunter. The Haunter is one of the people in Everlost that have ways of communicating with the living such as skinjacking. Nick and Lief get trapped by him while Allie goes out looking for help only to get in a large argument with Mary. Meanwhile, the McGill raids the Haunter and sticks him in a barrel. In his raid he happens to take Nick and Lief, who were also in barrels, aboard his ship and they are chimed along with hundreds of other children because of the McGill’s quest to reclaim him life, supposedly. Allie tries out her skinjacking skills in order to get on the McGill’s ship and succeeds. Eventually, Nick gets off of the ship and goes to Mary for help. She decides to help because she knows the McGill’s weakness. Allie coaxes the McGill to Atlantic city, the place where he was once defeated by a group called the Twin Pier Maurauders, in hope that the gang will be able to defeat him again so Allie and the rest of the Afterlights can be free. When the McGill and his crew get there, they find that there is no gang to be found and Allie thinks she is doomed for the rest of eternity with this monster. Out of the sky comes Mary Hightower and Nick in a great, big blimp. When they land, Mary Hightower steps out and shows the McGill what he really looks like and then he starts turning back from an ugly monster to Mary Hightower’s 14-year-old little brother. Everyone is shocked but all of the McGill’s past prisoners find this a good time to start beating up the McGill, so they do. The McGill runs away in humiliation on a horse. Everyone boards onto the blimp to go back to Mary Hightower’s place except for Allie, who is running away from the McGill. She skinjacks another person but this woman starts to fight back and Allie is soon sinking to the middle of the earth. Once again, she is doomed until a hand, the McGill’s, pulls her out of the sinking quicksand-like earth and saves her. She and the McGill becomes friends and ride off together in search for Allie’s home. Meanwhile, Mary Hightower finds out that she lost one of her children, Vari, and when they go back to the piers to look for him they find nothing. She is so exhausted from the whole situation that she takes her first bit of sleep in decades. While Mary is sleeping, Nick becomes in control of a bucket of coins that Mary told him to hold for her. Curiosity gets to Nick and he finds out what the coins are used for: sending children to the light that they missed when they headed into Everlost. Nick starts sending all the children he can find in Mary Hightower’s possession on their way to their rightful death. When Mary awakens she is horrified to find all of her children gone and then mortified when she finds out that Nick, one of the few people she trusted, sent them all away. She becomes enemies with Nick even though she is still in love with him.



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