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Reader's Workshop/rj grading
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HW Have the best weekend EVER!
Sixth period began with the usual: we read the blog and the blogger gets to chooses who gets to blog next. Unfortunately, I was chosen. At first, the class was loud to the point you can hear them from about five rooms away. As the class finally got quiet, I think about how I can get back at Dylan, because he's the reason I'm doing the blog in the first place.
I overhear Ms. Nakada talking to a student about the HW. As I still hear people talking, we met a person named Jake and somebody said "It's Jake from State Farm!" Ms. Nakada explained to the class that Jake used to come to Emerson.
I'm hoping I don't stop typing because this is more fun than getting my journal checked and ending up getting a call home. Although I don't do the RJ sometimes, I kind of want to, for some reason. Now, Ms. Nakada is telling the class that if we don't like our books to just switch our books. I'll just stick with mine since it's a very detailed book. Someone offered me a free Samsung, which I would've accepted, couldn't take it because he took it back and gave it to it's owner. The reason I don't put names in my blog is because I don't like to talk about people. Honestly, I don't know, it just makes me feel guilty, ok, don't judge me.
I wish this day would end so I can go home, watch Pokemon on Netflix, and go to sleep. As another student comes in the room, another student says "He gonna make some chicken noodle soup." To be honest if he yelled that it would've been funnier. As we review revising, a English vocab word, we also review a new vocab word. We find ourselves looking at what to publish, where to publish what you want, and how we our going to publish that poem or story.
As a student keeps on annoying me, another reason I want to go home, I am still hoping to go home. The class got loud again and all I heard was that Mr. Bangert hated Aaron and Michael. I said I wouldn't like talking about people or saying names but I'm at the point people should meet other people you understand? Anyway were told to get out a piece of paper to probably write. By the way, it's Julian who's annoying me. The bell rang and the chairs make a lot of noise, my wish finally came true.
I overhear Ms. Nakada talking to a student about the HW. As I still hear people talking, we met a person named Jake and somebody said "It's Jake from State Farm!" Ms. Nakada explained to the class that Jake used to come to Emerson.
I'm hoping I don't stop typing because this is more fun than getting my journal checked and ending up getting a call home. Although I don't do the RJ sometimes, I kind of want to, for some reason. Now, Ms. Nakada is telling the class that if we don't like our books to just switch our books. I'll just stick with mine since it's a very detailed book. Someone offered me a free Samsung, which I would've accepted, couldn't take it because he took it back and gave it to it's owner. The reason I don't put names in my blog is because I don't like to talk about people. Honestly, I don't know, it just makes me feel guilty, ok, don't judge me.
I wish this day would end so I can go home, watch Pokemon on Netflix, and go to sleep. As another student comes in the room, another student says "He gonna make some chicken noodle soup." To be honest if he yelled that it would've been funnier. As we review revising, a English vocab word, we also review a new vocab word. We find ourselves looking at what to publish, where to publish what you want, and how we our going to publish that poem or story.
As a student keeps on annoying me, another reason I want to go home, I am still hoping to go home. The class got loud again and all I heard was that Mr. Bangert hated Aaron and Michael. I said I wouldn't like talking about people or saying names but I'm at the point people should meet other people you understand? Anyway were told to get out a piece of paper to probably write. By the way, it's Julian who's annoying me. The bell rang and the chairs make a lot of noise, my wish finally came true.

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