Summary
In the book down a dark hall four girls are selected to a boarding school called Blackwood. Kit, Sandy, Ruth, and Lynda are receivers. Receivers are people With ESP. Receivers provide a gate way to to a world here the dead linger. The dead can take over the girls body and do what they want. But this only works when the receiver doesn't have a mind with world problems.Madame Duret runs this experiment with the help of Professor Farley. There were many girls who that were involved in this experiment. But the bad thing that happened to all of them is that when they found out what was happening to them they either went insane or killed themselves. When Kit and the girls found out what happen to the other girls they wanted to leave Blackwood. The reason Madame Duret and Professor Farley are keeping these girls in the school is because of all the money they make off the girls. One girl painted a painting that was lost forever but the painting wasn't painted by her it was painted by a person who was dead and that person used her body to do it.
Opinion
I like this book very much because there is suspense and mystery. I like mystery books I don't know why they just interest me. I also think I would recommend it to a friend because overall it is a great book. The plot, setting, and the characters all just tie together perfectly.
Challenge
Will you read this book? Have you already read it? Answer these questions in the comments below. The challenge for this blog post is to read Down a dark Hall it is a very good book. The pictures above are the two cover types you can get.
Friday, April 25, 2014
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Shel Silverstein
Shel Silverstein
Shel Silverstein was born September 25,1930 in Chicago.He studied music and wrote his own music. He wrote the song "A Boy Named Sue". He also wrote poetry for kids. One of his poems was "A Light in the Attic". The poem he is most known for is "The Giving Tree". He got his ideas from any thing he wanted. He died in 1999.
Giving Tree
Once there was a tree....
and she loved a little boy.
And everyday the boy would come
and he would gather her leaves
and make them into crowns
and play king of the forest.
He would climb up her trunk
and swing from her branches
and eat apples.
And they would play hide-and-go-seek.
And when he was tired,
he would sleep in her shade.
And the boy loved the tree....
very much.
And the tree was happy.
But time went by.
And the boy grew older.
And the tree was often alone.
Then one day the boy came to the tree
and the tree said, "Come, Boy, come and
climb up my trunk and swing from my
branches and eat apples and play in my
shade and be happy."
"I am too big to climb and play" said
the boy.
"I want to buy things and have fun.
I want some money?"
"I'm sorry," said the tree, "but I
have no money.
I have only leaves and apples.
Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in
the city. Then you will have money and
you will be happy."
And so the boy climbed up the
tree and gathered her apples
and carried them away.
And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time....
and the tree was sad.
And then one day the boy came back
and the tree shook with joy
and she said, "Come, Boy, climb up my trunk
and swing from my branches and be happy."
"I am too busy to climb trees," said the boy.
"I want a house to keep me warm," he said.
"I want a wife and I want children,
and so I need a house.
Can you give me a house ?"
" I have no house," said the tree.
"The forest is my house,
but you may cut off
my branches and build a
house. Then you will be happy."
And so the boy cut off her branches
and carried them away
to build his house.
And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time.
And when he came back,
the tree was so happy
she could hardly speak.
"Come, Boy," she whispered,
"come and play."
"I am too old and sad to play,"
said the boy.
"I want a boat that will
take me far away from here.
Can you give me a boat?"
"Cut down my trunk
and make a boat," said the tree.
"Then you can sail away...
and be happy."
And so the boy cut down her trunk
and made a boat and sailed away.
And the tree was happy
... but not really.
And after a long time
the boy came back again.
"I am sorry, Boy,"
said the tree," but I have nothing
left to give you -
My apples are gone."
"My teeth are too weak
for apples," said the boy.
"My branches are gone,"
said the tree. " You
cannot swing on them - "
"I am too old to swing
on branches," said the boy.
"My trunk is gone, " said the tree.
"You cannot climb - "
"I am too tired to climb" said the boy.
"I am sorry," sighed the tree.
"I wish that I could give you something....
but I have nothing left.
I am just an old stump.
I am sorry...."
"I don't need very much now," said the boy.
"just a quiet place to sit and rest.
I am very tired."
"Well," said the tree, straightening
herself up as much as she could,
"well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting
Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest."
And the boy did.
And the tree was happy.
and she loved a little boy.
And everyday the boy would come
and he would gather her leaves
and make them into crowns
and play king of the forest.
He would climb up her trunk
and swing from her branches
and eat apples.
And they would play hide-and-go-seek.
And when he was tired,
he would sleep in her shade.
And the boy loved the tree....
very much.
And the tree was happy.
But time went by.
And the boy grew older.
And the tree was often alone.
Then one day the boy came to the tree
and the tree said, "Come, Boy, come and
climb up my trunk and swing from my
branches and eat apples and play in my
shade and be happy."
"I am too big to climb and play" said
the boy.
"I want to buy things and have fun.
I want some money?"
"I'm sorry," said the tree, "but I
have no money.
I have only leaves and apples.
Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in
the city. Then you will have money and
you will be happy."
And so the boy climbed up the
tree and gathered her apples
and carried them away.
And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time....
and the tree was sad.
And then one day the boy came back
and the tree shook with joy
and she said, "Come, Boy, climb up my trunk
and swing from my branches and be happy."
"I am too busy to climb trees," said the boy.
"I want a house to keep me warm," he said.
"I want a wife and I want children,
and so I need a house.
Can you give me a house ?"
" I have no house," said the tree.
"The forest is my house,
but you may cut off
my branches and build a
house. Then you will be happy."
And so the boy cut off her branches
and carried them away
to build his house.
And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time.
And when he came back,
the tree was so happy
she could hardly speak.
"Come, Boy," she whispered,
"come and play."
"I am too old and sad to play,"
said the boy.
"I want a boat that will
take me far away from here.
Can you give me a boat?"
"Cut down my trunk
and make a boat," said the tree.
"Then you can sail away...
and be happy."
And so the boy cut down her trunk
and made a boat and sailed away.
And the tree was happy
... but not really.
And after a long time
the boy came back again.
"I am sorry, Boy,"
said the tree," but I have nothing
left to give you -
My apples are gone."
"My teeth are too weak
for apples," said the boy.
"My branches are gone,"
said the tree. " You
cannot swing on them - "
"I am too old to swing
on branches," said the boy.
"My trunk is gone, " said the tree.
"You cannot climb - "
"I am too tired to climb" said the boy.
"I am sorry," sighed the tree.
"I wish that I could give you something....
but I have nothing left.
I am just an old stump.
I am sorry...."
"I don't need very much now," said the boy.
"just a quiet place to sit and rest.
I am very tired."
"Well," said the tree, straightening
herself up as much as she could,
"well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting
Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest."
And the boy did.
And the tree was happy.
I feel the message this poem is giving is that you should care for people even if you have to take it to an extreme. I personally like this poem because it shows how some people care for each other and others don't bother to even try. Even when the tree had nothing left it still gave the man somthing. I can relate to this poem because I have someone who cares for me. I also feel that while he was writing this he was in a very happy mood.
The kind of poetry that Shel made was personification. Personification is when you give a non-living thing human characteristics. Shel does this by giving the tree a caring characteristic. When caring for someone means to display kindness and also it means to concern others.
Challenge
The kind of poetry that Shel made was personification. Personification is when you give a non-living thing human characteristics. Shel does this by giving the tree a caring characteristic. When caring for someone means to display kindness and also it means to concern others.
Challenge
I challenge you to read at least one more poem from Shel Silverstein. Also tell me who is your favorite poet or if you don't care for poetry. I hope you enjoyed my blog. Biography, Poem were all of my sources.
What Inspires you
Introduction
Jeremy Lin is professional basketball player that is on the Rockets. He is an inspiration to many people across the glob. He is from Harvard University and he is also a Chinese-American-Christian. His inspiration is God. When Jeremy had his debut he had 25 points, 5 rebounds, 7 assist, and 2 steals. That wasn't even the end of the game when that happened. At the end of the game he said "God's work in mysterious ways." (This quote is from The New York Times)
Opinion
I personally have no one that inspirers me. I'm sure I will have someone to inspire me someday I just have no one to look up to. If I had to give a name right I would choose God. But to me I want something that I can look to as a role model. Some one that I would want to try to compare myself to. I can't do that with God.
Jeremy Lin is professional basketball player that is on the Rockets. He is an inspiration to many people across the glob. He is from Harvard University and he is also a Chinese-American-Christian. His inspiration is God. When Jeremy had his debut he had 25 points, 5 rebounds, 7 assist, and 2 steals. That wasn't even the end of the game when that happened. At the end of the game he said "God's work in mysterious ways." (This quote is from The New York Times)
Opinion
I personally have no one that inspirers me. I'm sure I will have someone to inspire me someday I just have no one to look up to. If I had to give a name right I would choose God. But to me I want something that I can look to as a role model. Some one that I would want to try to compare myself to. I can't do that with God.
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