Guns, Germs, and Steel: Chapter 5

Radiocarbon dating:
Its a method that is based on the slow decay of radioactive carbon 14. Its a very minor piece of carbon. Carbon 14 comes from cosmic rays. Plants and Animals then "take up" the carbon. The animals who eat the plants then get the carbon 14. then the animals who eat those animals also get some of the carbon. Then when the plant or animal dies, half of its carbon 14 breaks down into carbon 12. and this happens every 5,700 years.
Some problems there are with radiocarbon dating is that it has a lot of technical problems. Radiocarbon dating until the 1980 needed a lot of carbon ( a few grams), which is more than the amount in bones. So they often radiocarbon dated some of the items in an area, and figured that everything else in the area are "associated with" the stuff they did radiocarbon date.


what part of the world would you have wanted to live on if you were alive 1,000 years ago?
I would want to live in California, the food is yummy, and i really like the location...

Guns, Germs, and Steel: Chapter 2

What role did ‘geography’ play in the story of the Maori and the Moriori?

The Moriori had a small population, and isolated, of hunter-gatherers. Who had the simplest technology and weapons. While the Maori (from New Zealand) were from a dense population of farmers, who were constanly in "ferocious" wars. And had more "advanced" technology and weapons.

Guns, Germs, and Steel: Comic

make an illustration or comic inspired by the story of the Maori and the Moriori. You’re free to draw, paint, or even photoshop. But take your time - I’m looking for quality. This might be funny, or something more artistic in tribute. It could be a single drawing or a longer comic strip.

Guns, Germs, and Steel: chapter 1

Once upon a time there was a little Neanderthal boy on his way to the lake. When he spotted 3 Cro-Magnon boys. They were really mean to the little Neanderthal. They beat him up and eventually killed him. Little did the Cro-Magnon boys know...they just killed the leaders little boy. This really upset the Neanderthals, they thought if they went to war...they would win.
They immediately started to get read for war. The Neanderthals were planing a sneak attack, when the Cro-Magnon were getting there weapons read also. Knowing the Neanderthals would want revenge they hid all around there village.
There were many battles, And the Cro-Magnon killed more neanderthals than the other way around. The last battle was the worst for the Neanderthals. Thats when they disappeared.

The little people

Tiny people with Tiny hands
Tiny Feet and Tiny toes
Tiny lives and Tiny adventures

So small they cant be seen
So small they cant be heard
Caught up in the big world

Little people, with big problems
Little people, with big fears
Little people, with big dreams

The magical orange turban

Everyday, when I wake up, I have to get straight to work. My parents are ill and can’t take care of my siblings and me. So I do all the housework, get all the food and water, and I take care of my many brothers and sisters…for I am the oldest. When I woke up one morning, I got into my daily schedule…make my bed, clean my room, clean the bathrooms, then all the other rooms, and then…onto my parents bedroom.
I silently stepped into the dark, soundless room. I didn’t dare flick the lights on, just in case they were sleeping. I went over to the bed, and found my mother, motionless on the bed. Her face looked dead. No emotion behind her old, ageing eyes.
It took me a few minutes to register that my mother was dead. And my father was no were to be seen. I left the room in a hurry.
I told my Brother, who was the second oldest, that he was in charge. Like any annoying sibling, he asked where I was going. So I told him the whole horrible story. How mother died and father is missing. My brother, moot, asked how mother died. And I didn’t know, because I didn’t check. Moot went into the room, to check things out.
I heard something rustling behind the curtain, so I followed him in. I stayed at the door, because I’m a big chicken. While Moot walked across to room to the big king bed by the window, I stood guard at the door. Moot lifted the blanket and a puzzled expression crossed his face. I left the room, telling Moot that I had chores to finish.
Once I got out of the room I packed my bag and got onto my dog. I put on the magical orange turban of wannahawkaloogie…and flew away to find my father, just as the snow began to fall.

Dungeons and Dragons

read the artical

Most of the time when someone kills himself or herself, it’s not for one reason only. "I ran my hand along their spines, recognizing some but unable to recognize a couple towards the top." The books were kicked away, you wont ever really know if those books were at the top in the first place. And towards the top, meaning there were books on top of the Dungeons and Dragons books. You cant just pick two books and claim they are more responsible than the rest. You could have looked into the other books also, even if you did recognize them. "I set out to learn as much as I could about Dungeons and why my Billy had chosen those books to kill himself with" As you said before, these weren't the only books he killed himself with.

A religion or religious sect generally considered to be extremist or false, with its followers often living in an unconventional manner under the guidance of an authoritarian, charismatic leader.

And it might possible be a cult, I've never played or watched someone play. It could also be that you thought it was a cult, just to put the blame on something else, for your sons suicide.

Does your child spend excessive amounts of time with friends unsupervised indoors?
Just because they are indoors with friends does not mean they will kill themselves. When you get older you aren’t going to be outside as much as when you were a kid. Playing soccer in the street and riding your bike gets old after so long. And there are times where I feel like sitting down and doing nothing, unsupervised… ooh shame on me.

Does he question the rules and commands you lay down as a parent?
First things first… Just because the game is D&D, doesn’t mean girls don’t play it either, its not just guys you should be worried about. And how could questioning rules and commands be bad. It’s a good thing if they do that.

Are his grades slipping of late?
Everyone has their moments. Some more than others. And at the end of a school year, no one wants to do work. It really depends on what part of the school year is. At the beginning or the end of a school year is when I personally slip a bit. Not much at the beginning, but a little bit because I’m getting used to everything. Then at the end a little bit also because it’s the end of school and I feel like going home and not going back until school starts again. And that’s how most people are.

“Children always listen to their parents as long as they know they love them and have their best interests at heart. With a soft voice but stern hand, you can make a difference in your child's life.”
No matter how you say that, it will sound cheesy. Most kids do the exact oppisite of what their parents say. “Don’t touch the stove, its hot” “well how hot?” then they test it.

You need to put more information into the article, right now its bias.

Red Cape

Red cape in the wind
tall buildings high in the sky
off to save the day


all of Jan Von Holleben pictures

What Would You Do?

One day, you wake up in hospital. In the nearby bed lies a world famous violinist who is connected to you with various tubes and machines.

To your horror, you discover that you have been kidnapped by the Music Appreciation Society. Aware of the maestro’s impending death, they hooked you up to the violinist.

If you stay in the hospital bed, connected to the violinist, he will be totally cured in nine months. You are unlikely to suffer harm. No one else can save him. Do you have an obligation to stay connected?

I think I would stay. But really, its one of those things that you don't know untill it happens. You might think that you would stay connected, but if it actually happens, who knows what you would do.
I don't think its considered Murder, but it will be on your conscious for all you life. Just because you couldn't take 9 months to save a life. 9 months is a long time. But once your out of the hospital and the violinist is healthy, your will feel really goo about yourself. and thats all that matters.
But then again, you could get angry by being kidnapped, and caught up in the moment that you get up and leave. I don't even know what I would do.

Extras

The book Extras by Scott Westerfeld was fun to read. It started out slow and dull, but after the first few chapters it picked up its pace and became more and more interesting. It is a little bit upsetting that Tally Youngblood, the main character in the first three books, comes in after half the book is over. But everyone who has read these books will enjoy getting to know Aya Fuse, the new main character.
Since Tally Youngblood stopped the specials, nothing has been the same. You now have to gain your fame. And thats exactly what Aya was trying to do when she came across a secret clique. At first she was going to "kick", meaning uncover, this story. But when she went undercover as one of them, to find out more information, she stumbled across a greater story than anyone can ever imagine. This story is a life of death thing. If she tells everyone, he city will survive, but she might not; and if she keeps it a secret, her city, along with many others, will be destroyed.
Aya is so sure of her story that she doesn't think of other possibilities. So if she publishes the story she will have more problems than just the city killers.

SLC’s

If I were to give myself a participation grade for the last month in Mr. Ross’s class, I would have an 80/100. And that’s because I do participate, just not that much.
I don’t like to talk in class, because school is a downer, most of the time. But if I’m at a different place like home or a retreat… I have a lot more fun and I talk a lot more. And plus, in school we talk about school (who knew) and other things we learn about. Because we have to learn something and learning brings me down. Almost another topic is okay.
Another reason I don’t talk in class is because I’m shy. Last year I was in a Language Arts class with people I knew for at least two years. Because most of us had the same teacher the year before. So I was used to all these people and made a fool out of myself on a daily basis. But I’ve only known most of the people in class now for two months, with the exception of Katia and Brandee.
Some other questions you asked us to answer are: Think about who you were when we began this September. How have you changed? How have you grown? What are challenges or issues that you’re working on?
Well for starters, I started at this school with only a few friends because only a small group came from my school last year. And now I have a lot more friends. That’s how I’ve changed…and how I’ve grown, kind of.

Boxes and Paper Bags

Its hard growing up in a world where everyone thinks they are so ugly that they wear boxes on their heads, instead of paper bags. Its a disease, this ugliness. And you don't know who has it. Everyone wears a box! Some say, "this side up" or "Fragile". But no matter what the box says it wont tell you if the person under the box has the disease. I wish these boxes said "ugly" or even "caution". Even that would help a little bit. And its hard not being able to see your friends. Everyone is so self conscious that they wont take off their box, even when they sleep.

So one morning i wake up, my box on my head, and i really don't feel like going to school. So I start to think of all the possibility's.
1. i could suck it up and go to school.
2. i could pretend to be sick
3. i could go to the field
The field is a place you can go if you don't want to go to school. no one knows about it, except for the regulars... hard core bikers, gangsters, gamblers, and the occasional school-goer who decides to ditch their normal schedule and relax for a day. Since i'm not one of the first three that i mentioned, i don't normally go there. But today i just need to get out

So I get breakfast and head for the fields. Once i get there, the wind is so strong that it knocks the box right off my head. It sails up, higher and higher into the air. Some people look at me through their peepholes in their own boxes and i can see their eyes getting bigger by the second. No one has ever taken off their box in public, one person is so supprised that they fall down with disbelief. And one person started to take of their box, very slowly.

Vocab: tranquility

Tranquility is a peacefull state of mind; Calm, no disturbance. and this picture show tranquility because everything is serene, the water is mello, and the sun is going down. personally this would be tranquil for me.

Vocab: unanimous

is everyone for something, everyone is in agreement. so i chose this comic because everyone has the same vote, so its an unanimous vote.

Vocab: Tundra

a tundra is a vast, icy, region of land. and i chose this picture because that is exactly what this shows. And the Polar bears are cool.

Subway fiction

After a long night of playing World of Warcraft, Timmy Hoffman decided he would take his monthly shower. He turned on the icy water, got inside the shower with the spiderman curtains, and took a long two minute shower.
When he got out he started getting ready for work. He brushed his teeth with his "tooth tunes tooth brush" and rocked out to Lindsey Lohan. He then put his long ratty hair back in a ponytail at the nape of his neck without brushing it. Slowly he put his collared shirt on, and buttoned it all the way to the top. He then got into his pants, pulled them up to above his bellybutton and tucked his shirt in.
He steadily walked down the stairs to where his mom was making him pancakes. "oh hunnybunny! your just skin and bones. here this will do the trick." said Kim, his mother. "no mommy, i've got to get to my job. oh yeah, can you wash my disney princess sheets and my lucky underwear. the ones with the kitties on them?" asked Timmie. "sure, sure. i'll get that done my little cheesecake!"
Timmy walked out onto the sidewalk where his bike was, he never seemed to learn how to ride without training wheels. Well my new job is quite a bit away, i think i'll need to ride the subway. Timmy skipped down the street, head held high. and started walking in the direction of the subway. He was really hoping that his new job at mcdonnalds would work out well.
Once he got to the subway he decided that he would enjoy the whole time he was there, because it was his first time and this kind of strange place. So he took out his ipod and started listening to Britney Spears "Gimmie More". Not noticing that there were people around him he started singing at the top of his lungs, "Gimmie gimmie more gimmie more gimmie gimme more..."
and on and on.
He got off at his stop and started walking to the mcdonnalds right across the street. he walked in and the first thing he realized was that the kichen was filthy. the second was that he was over dressed for this job. he didnt know you could wear jeans and a tee shirt. well, he decided, this is the only clothes he wore. and he washed it once a week, so the thought he could fit the part if he pushed it back about another week, and start washing his clothes once every two weeks...like he used to.
After a long hard day of flipping patties and being called mean names that he could not even understand, he walked back to the Subway, got on his train, and rode home to his mother.
Once he got home, he still wasn't hungry (he snuck food at work) so he walked right up to bed, rocked out on his tooth tunes tooth brush, and climbed into bed. his head was on his pillow, but he couldn't fall asleep. he looked down and a look of horror crossed his face, his disney princess sheets were gone! instead they were...Lilo and Stich!!!!!

my joke

exact quote:
"there's a mollusk, see? And he walkes up to a sea-- well he doesn't walk up, he swims up. Actually, the mollusk isn't moving. He's in one place, and then the sea cucumber... well, they--i'm getting mixed up. there was a mollusk and a sea cucumber. none of them were walking, so forget that i--" Marlin from finding nemo


in my words:
- ok, so there's a mollusk. he walks to a sea cucumber. well he didnt walk up, he swims. well no the mollusk isnt moving. im getting mixed up. there's a mollusk and a sea cucumber none of them are walking...so nevermind that.


The joke is never finished because bob(the sea horse) stops him.

another dumb joke:
-a guy walks into a bar and says ouch
haha.

Library of Dust

Once Sydney was born, her parents didn’t want her anymore. So her mother passed her on to her grandmother. Who after two years decided she was to old to take care of her grandchild. When Sydney was two and a half, she was given to an orphanage. Sydney was happy there for a few years, but then the orphanage was closing down. So they had to send her to the Oregon State Insane Asylum, when she was only 10.
She was so young that they didn’t do anything to bad to her, nothing like poking at her brain. But they could start doing that in a few years. She said numerous times that she would rather have the crazy spirits burned out of her. But it wasn’t her decision, it was the asylums.
Sydney was always an optimistic person, and still didn’t know why she was here. She didn’t know why her mom and grandmother left her. But she was never upset with that. She held her head high and easily made friends with everyone in the asylum, the depressed, and the crazy, even the people who ran the asylum. Which she thought would help her get out of there.
When Sydney turned 13, she was finally able to go into surgery which people thought would make her sane. The only problem was that she was sane. She was only put in because the orphanage couldn’t take her. But everyone thought she was crazy because the Orphanage she lived at had lied, because that was the only way she could get put in to the asylum. Luckily she was put into the best room, which wasn’t so great, and since everyone was her friend…they didn’t do surgery one her.
Sydney’s friend Kat was the first to go. Sydney hugged her friend as Kat went in to surgery. They were testing something new. They were cutting open Kat’s head, drilling a hole into the front of it, and then cutting some of it out. They thought that this would cure her of her insanity, but all it did was kill her. Sydney was waiting for her to come out, but she never did, Sydney thought that her friend came out alive, healthy, and sane, and then left without saying goodbye.
But later that night, she heard a squeaking noise outside her room. She waited for it to pass, and then she crept after it. It looked like a body on top of a table, but she couldn’t tell who’s it was. It stopped at Kat’s room, it went in, and then came out with all her stuff. They threw Kat’s stuff away, and then went into a room on the opposite of the hall. Sydney silently tiptoed after it. She stood at the doorway and watched a group of people throw Kat’s dead body into a fire. They then got the ashes and put them in a copper can and marked it with a number one.
There were many more of her friends to follow. And one day it was her turn. She went into the Surgery room with her head held high, she didn’t know what they were going to do to her. And she didn’t care. She did come out of that room. But she wasn’t alive.

Library of Dust

This is the picture i'm doing for the "Library of Dust". It looks awesome and its pretty!

Dear the Texas House

Dear the Texas House Representives,
Are you kidding me??? i watched a video on youtube.com that showed the representives of texas voting for other representaves. I must say, you voting for other people is not a good habbit to get into. if you cant be trusted with voting the way you are... we might just have to go back to putting you head on the desk and raising your hands for what you want to vote on. and that would take a long time. and i know it would not be as fun as running around trying to get as many votes in as possible for other people, but that has GOT to stop. i'm allowed to use "colorfull language" in this, but those types of words are not in my lexicon.(nice word huh)

what seperates man from beast?

Well, nothing seperates man from beast. On the other hand, EVERYTHING seperates WOman from the beasties. haha. ok well we are all animals, blah blah blah. ect. this may be weak sause, but thats ok...

Vocabulary: Empathy

I picked this picture because it shows 2 bears hugging each other and empathy would be understanding each other and caring for each other.

Vocabulary: Plagiarize

I used this picture for Plagiarism because it shows a little boy coping another little boys work. and plagiarism is stealing someone Else's work and using it as your own.

Vocabulary: Deduct

I picked this picture for Deduct because Sherlock Holmes used deductive reasoning to solve crimes. and that is what made him a great detective.

Vocabulary: Incognito

I chose this picture for incognito because it shows how superman has his own secret identity, so he can live like a normal person.

Microfiction

As Kate was walking by the canyon, her friend drove by. she then saw her turn too quickly and drive off the edge. "NO!" Kate yelled as she ran to the edge. A lady driving by thought she was about to jump, so she got out and stopped her. now Kate lives in a looney bin.