The Small WOrld Of K.L.

2006-12-08T13:15:00.000-08:00

Table of Contents

Dear Reader

Introduction 1

Descriptive Paragraph

Introduction 4

Major Writing Assingment

Conclusion

2006-12-08T13:11:00.000-08:00

This is my last entry in my E-portfolio. I hope that you enjoyed reading threw it as much as I have enjoyed this quarter of English. I know after this I feel that I am ready for any English class that I take because I have taken my writing abilities to a new level due to the work I have done in this class. I would recommend this class and teacher to anyone that is willing to learn!

Dear Reader

2006-12-08T12:49:00.000-08:00

As I ran out of the blazing hotel inferno and looked around at all of the other firefighters working together like a well oiled sewing machine, I figured out what I wanted to do with my life. I decided I want to be a full-time firefighter. I am 21 years old and obviously back in school. When I graduated high school I didn’t know what I wanted to do when I grew up or what I wanted to go to school for so I didn’t, until that point in my life! As a little kid I wanted to be everything from a garbage man to a doctor.

I grew Up in Snohomish WA, until I was 15 years old, than I moved to Leavenworth. In Snohomish is where I learned the basics of english all the way threw 9th grade. Than I moved to Leavenworth high school, and graduated from their. In my English classes there I had terrible experiences with my teacher that was like a little troll. She was from New York, New York. She didn’t like me and I didn’t like her so we had an understanding their. Most of the writing assignments that I got in high school made me really board and I lost interest so I didn’t do very well or try hard. The only writing assignments that I did well on in high school were the ones that interested me.

I feel that this quarter of English has helped me be a better understand some of the rules that are actually in the English language. I also feel that I am able to write easier with whatever topic I am giving. I did this by doing the journals everyday that we had them. The journals helped because we were giving a topic and for 10 minutes we had to write about it without stopping. Also I feel that I understand the structure of a paper better and am able to have my papers have more fluidity. I feel that the entries that I put into my portfolio show my ability to write strong papers.

In my E-portfolio I included one major writing assignment, and for the other entries I used journals. I used so many journals because I thought they were one of the more fun things that we did on a regular basis. For my writer choice entry I chose journal 12, “Regret.” The description entry that I chose is journal 5, “The Messy Car.” Even though that paper isn’t about my car at all. For voice and audience I am especially proud of, I chose to use the T-table paragraph, journal entry. I never really thought that I would enjoy writing about anything until this quarter, I feel that I have improved my writing skills drastically sense high school. I know or at least hope you will enjoy reading threw portfolio!

Intro 4

2006-12-08T01:25:00.000-08:00

My fourth post is my third major writing assignments. The assignment was due on November 14, 2006, I had the week before this date to write it. The assignment was to write a descriptive narrative which is basically me telling a very vivid story about something that has a timeline. I picked this writing assignment because it is one of my most fond memories of skiing with my really good friends. This major writing assignment was chosen because I felt that I was able describe things so well that you could see yourself in the story with me. An example that is very vivid was this sentence “As I sat outside eating my candy bar and sipping my coffee, I could see the steam that was being created by the snow landing and immediately melting on the warm cement ground.” I hope you enjoy this story because I enjoyed writing it.

intro 3

2006-12-08T01:22:00.000-08:00

My third piece is yet another journal entry, it is a descriptive paragraph. I think I chose so many journal entries because they have some of my best work. This one was my first Show not tell. I had to write a paper that used a lot of description to “show” the reader a vivid picture. I picked this piece because I used a really gross experience and was able to put it down on paper. I think that I described the car really well by using all the senses of the body; sight, smell, hearing, touch but not taste. An example is the third and fourth sentences. The sentences are the plant life smelled like the compost pile at my neighbor’s house. When we were going down the road I could feel the germs clinging to me, everything I touched made me want to wash my hands.

Intro 2

2006-12-08T01:09:00.000-08:00

My second post the writer’s choice is another journal entry. I wrote it during the fourth week of school. We had to write something about what we regret. I chose this piece because I had to think really hard about one thing that I regret in life. So I gave my opinion about regret also one thing that I do regret. I feel that is was a strong piece of writing because I was able to think “outside the box.” At one point in the paper I wrote “I think because regrets are just little bumps in the road called life and most of the don’t really matter.” I feel that this paper captured my more creative side.

Intro 1

2006-12-08T01:05:00.000-08:00

For my first post, voice and audience, I chose one of my journals. I wrote the journal the second week of class. We had to write a paper that was 100-150 words using a T-table for ideas. The idea behind the T-table was to take words and add words that would describe them. Once I had my idea and descriptive words needed I wrote this paper. I picked this piece because I haven’t ever used this type of a brainstorming idea until this point. I also found it to be very useful in future papers. This paper showed me that I could make words very visual, so people could read it and imagine them in their head what I was describing. On example would be the first sentence in the paragraph, “The trees were covered with so much snow that the branches were sagging with so much stress,” this was a sentence that I used in my with the word tree as a main word than all the descriptive words.

MWA/When the Snow Falls

2006-12-07T21:50:00.000-08:00

When the snow was falling, I was waiting in line of the Skyline Chairlift at Stevens Pass on a cold winter morning. All the skiers and snowboarders in line were talking about all the new snow that had fallen the night before and was blanketing the ski area. I knew we would have to work hard for virgin snow later on in the day. The energy in the air was very excited and electric like the dam that would be powered by the melted snow in the spring. There we all stood in line waiting for the chair lift to open at 9 am. It reminded my self of the cattle I used to feed in high school, anxious, hungry, and excited.

The chair lift opened. We sat on the chair where their was still a few inches of snow that hadn’t been blown off from the wind of the chair already moving. My friends and I all on the chair and zooming to the top of the mountain were excited as well. On the ride up my friend Chris mentioned, “With all these people we are going to have to search for untouched snow in just a few runs.” We all agreed that we would have to go for a hike in a couple of hours. As we approached the top of the chair everyone in front of us were unloading the chair and skiing down the hill. It looked like when the fish when they are released out of the hatchery truck into the river.

As we disembarked the chair lift, we all leaned over to buckle our ski boots up tight and make sure our pockets were closed so we wouldn’t loose the candy bars that we all had stashed away for later! As I pushed off the top to go down the hill, the snow was hitting me just above my knees. Everyone was whooping and hollering in excitement of the deep new snow. As I zig zaged in and out of less experienced skiers like road cones, the snow was flying up over my head and all around me. I could hardly see anything, like I was in the clouds; all that I could see was white snow flying around my head. Then I came to the end of an amazing first run. We continued to lap the same chair lift for about 2 hours. I became so tired I felt as if I had just driving in a high-speed police chase.

After the main ski area was tracked out, my friends and I decided to take a break and eat those candy bars and maybe get some fresh coffee from the bustling coffee shop in the lodge. As I sat outside eating my candy bar and sipping my coffee, I could see the steam that was being created by the snow landing and immediately melting on the warm cement ground. Dave and Chris both suggested that we go for a hike a little out of bounds in search of some still un-touched snow.
After our candy bars and coffee were gone we all clicked back into our skis and headed towards the lift. We decided to go on a two-person chair that is less used by the general public because there was a better chance of finding untouched snow their. I rode up the lift Chris who I have skied with a lot, He suggested,” lets go to the left and hike out along the ridge,” I agreed, that would be a good idea. I yelled back to Dave and Dean on the chair behind me, “We are gong to go to the left at the top,” they yelled back, “ok sounds like a good plan!”

As we got off the chair and began hiking along the ridge we all began to feel tired and wore out from the skiing before our break. I yelled to guys after about 20 minutes of trudging through the deep snow that we should take a break for some water, because my mouth felt like the Moab Desert, DRY. Dave said, “You wimp, lets keep going it is just 20 more minutes.” Chris agreed with me though. “Hey Dave, lets take a break I think we all are kind of tired,” he said. So we took a break on top of the ridge. I could see all of the people down below me in the main ski area swooshing and turning from side to side in the chewed up snow. They reminded me of little ants I used to burn with a magnified glass when I was 12. After the short break we were off again.

We alternated trailbreakers because it was very treacherous hiking in the 2 feet of snow. I could have been hiking through quicksand and been more comfortable Once we reached the top of our destination we all fell into the snow with relief that we finally made it. As we all laid their in the snow all you could see was our breath puffing up into the cold air like hot springs were shooting out of the ground. We started to stand up one by one to gain our composer to ski down the hill that we had just concord like the Trojan Warriers that we are!

We all buckled our boots and took one last sip of water before we pushed off the top of the hill and flew towards the highway down below. We went one by one down the hill like para troopers jumping out of an airplane. As we all hooped, holard, down the hill with excitement. The snow was so deep it was almost a weightless experience, like astronauts in the space station. As I followed a few of the other guys, the snow was floating up in the air like a cold white smoke. My adrenaline was pumping so fast I felt I could concur the world. As I came closer to the bottom of the run screaming and yelling with excitement, I had to weave in and out of the thickening brush and tress.

At the end of the run we all ended up down by the highway on top of a 12 foot snow bank. Standing on top of that snow bank looking down on thee cars and with the confidence of what we had just concord I felt like a champion that had just won his 6th gold medal at the same Olympics. As we began the 1mile hike back to the ski area on top of the snow bank, I noticed how happy we all looked. All that work for just a few extra turns in untouched snow was worth it because this was a moment we all would remember for years to come!

Voice and Audience

2006-12-06T22:53:00.000-08:00

As I huffed and puffed up the stairs I could see my breath coming out of my jacket that was zipped up to my chin. It was a cold and sunny day; the sun was glistening off the snow like glitter on the ground. I could see skiers all over the hill, some fast and graceful, and, some slow and clumsy. The trees were covered with so much snow that their branches were sagging under so much stress of the snow. The lodges were built out of logs and stonework that resembled a rustic cabin. Snow was pilled on top of the roofs like the clouds and just settled on them! Jagged peaks stood tall and sharp covered with snow. Skiers had marked the snow with lines from skiing, swooping back and fourth. The mountains facing the ski area were un-marked virgin snow covered peaks! As I left my own marks on the hill with the crisp cold air flying past me I was having the time of my life!

Writers Choice

2006-12-06T22:23:00.000-08:00

Regret, I think people can regret something everyday! However when I was asked to write this paper, I had to think of something that was a major “regret.” I had trouble with this though, I think it is because regrets are just little bumps in the road called life, and most of them don’t really matter! The Regret that I have most is not continuing my ski-racing career. It doesn’t sound big, but it is something that I was good at. My first year, I was already beating kids that had been racing for 5-8 years. My coaches said that I had a natural ability. I went to Junior Olympics my third year only missing it by 4 positions the year before. I did all right both times I went top 30 out of 200. Why did I quite you ask? Well it was expensive, but there are ways around that. I just quit for no real reason, I just went skiing for fun. I still ski and enter the occasional race but every time I am at the ski area and see the racecourse I miss the rush and the freedom of going as fast as I could without being worried of other people or ski patrol yelling at me! I don’t regret quitting because I MAYBE had a chance at skiing in the future or a scholarship to a big name school, it is the felling of racing threw the gates and just going fast!

Description

2006-12-06T22:18:00.000-08:00

The other day I rode in a car, it was so messy it is like it hadn’t been cleaned for years. It reminded me of the back of my refrigerator full of leftovers growing things that resemble plant life. That plant life smelled like the compost pile at my neighbor’s house. When we were going down the road I could feel the germs clinging to me, everything I touched made me want to wash my hands. It almost reminded me of the airport in way that is so dirty, everything worn from being touched so much. My feet weren’t even touching the floor, whatever was on the floor had been there for so long that it has been trampled by so many others that it could have been mistaken for the floor. Not only was this a dirty car, it didn’t run much better than the interior looked. It stuttered and putted down the road almost not even wanting to go anymore. I could hear the car telling us to just stop and leave it where it sat.

The Small WOrld Of K.L.

Table Of Contents

Conclusion

Dear Reader

Intro 4

intro 3

Intro 2

Intro 1

MWA/When the Snow Falls

Voice and Audience

Writers Choice

Description