Inkheart: Week 21

This week I read Inkheart by Cornelia Funke. This book is about a girl named Meggie. She and her father Mo live alone and they both love to read. One night Meggie was reading from a book called Inkheart. All the sudden the evil dude appears out of the book in real life and she is thrown into an adventure she could only dream about. She then has to change it so he goes back in the book. This was an awful book. One of the worst I have ever read. I really really suggest you don't read it. It is 534 pages and is really awful.  Overall just save yourself and don't read this book.

Dracula: Week 2 Classics

This week I finished reading Dracula by Bram Stoker. Dracula is about a man named Jonathan Harker who is invited to visited Transylvania and stay at Count Dracula's palace. Some weird occurrences happen on Jonathan's way to stay with the Count. When he arrives though he finds the palace completely empty to everyone but the Count himself. This is weird because if you have a palace it is commonly known that you have many servants to attend to your needs. Later Jonathan finds that Count does everything himself. He finds the count cooking and changing his bed sheets. The other weird thing is the Count makes reappearing disappearances during the day and always says he has had dinner before Jonathan. Jonathan gets very suspicious and tries to figure out a way to escape. He finds that he cannot escape. After a while though he does escape and heads back to London deathly pale and refusing to tell anyone what happens. He then marries. That's when it happens. friends all around him turn up deathly pale and ill. When this continues to happen he gets extremely worried and calls on doctors to help. The doctors are completely puzzled. Only later does Jonathan find that it was the Count who struck his loved ones.

I feel this book is a classic because of the writing style and it was probably pretty popular in that day and age. It is a very well known story and the original copy of it also. I feel that it does deserve it's title as a classic but it is just not my favorite in general. I did not enjoy this book but I can definitely see alot of people liking this type of book.

This book was not my favorite it was a little boring and hard to keep reading it. It is 497 pages long and definitely takes a while to get the story going. I guess I would suggest it but it is very dry in my opinion. Anyone in our class can read it but it would defiantly be a two week book in general. Overall it was not my favorite book.

Colorado Avalanche vs. Toronto Maple Leafs SOL

Colorado Avalanche vs. Toronto Maple Leafs

JP Aro

            We walk towards the lit up stadium in a sea of bobbing heads. All around there are jersey flashing in and out of site. We make our way winding in and out of cheering and jeering fans. We approach the will call and other our tickets then hop in line to get inside. Once inside we ride up the escalators and our section is right in front of us, 102. WE go down and find our seats. Center ice, twelve rows up, seats    3-6. The enthusiastic crowd jumps to there feet and roars as the Avalanche emerge from the locker room one by one hoping on the ice skating around the crowd waving at the crowd. There side of the ice is all lit up. There is no acknowledgement when the Maple Leafs shows up. No one seems to even notice them. There side of the ice is dark and everything. All eyes are watching the Avs. I don’t even see them emerge from the locker room. All the sudden I glance at there side and they are there skating around there side of the rink.

            The game starts and it is definitely not favoring the Avs. By the end of the first it is 3-0 Maple Leafs. The fans have died down long before this. The energy is just dead in the arena. The second period is just as bad. They give up another goal and do not respond. The third period there seems to be a sliver of hope scoring two quick goals. With two minutes left though all hope vanishes. After pulling there goalie an empty netter ends all hope.       

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Classic Book Week 1: Dracula

As my classic book I am reading Dracula. This is about a man named Herr Jonathan Harker who lives in London. He got a letter of invite to visit Count Dracula in Transylvania. He arrives in Transylvania by train and then goes to the Count's castle by stagecoach. Some very weird things happen at the castle including the Count's repeating disappearances during the day's and then also Count Dracula is always saying he already has eaten when dinner time comes round. One night though Herr Jonathan wakes up to the sound of voices before tonight he always thought it was just the Count and him at the castle. If squints out his eyes and standing at the base of his bed is three women. They are whispering to each other and then the youngest one breaks off and starts to come towards him. She then bites his neck and all the sudden the Count is there telling them to get out because he is his.  No one realizes he was awake for the whole thing. The next couple of weeks during the Count's disappearances Herr Jonathan explores the castle and cannot find anyway out. That's when he realizes it's like a prison and he is the prisoner.

This book I believe is a classic because of the language and it is a very well known and popular story. A classic is also I believe what is popular during that time period, what people want to buy. For example during our era right now I believe the fantasies like Percy Jackson and Harry Potter will be the classics of our age while during other ages it's other things.

This book is long and pretty difficult. It is super small text and 500 pages. It's a little confusing at the beginning but it get's easier. I would suggest it of anyone it's not like the content is mature but it is older one difficult. Overall it is reasonably good book so far.

Morning Routine SOL

Morning Routine

By JP Aro

I wake up to the same tune that comes blaring from my iPhone every morning. I roll over and hit the snooze button and fall back asleep. Just ten minutes more. Ten minutes later the same thing happens but instead I flip the alarm off and haul myself out of bed. I walk groggy eyed down the stairs and turn on the shower. The warm water on my skin makes my brain feel more awake. I get out dry off and tromp back upstairs to my room putting on a fresh pair of clothes. Clomping back down the stairs past the bathroom and down another I see my dad reading the newspaper in the breakfast nook. After our morning greetings I help myself to some cereal and orange juice. I sit down across from my dad and start flipping through the sports page. Checking scores, injuries, standings and of course who is playing that night. Once down I gather up my bags and papers and take them to the car throw them in the back and hop in the front. I then sit there for about a minute before I see my mom emerge from the house. We start to drive away. We talk about the plan for that night, any updates on my sports and any other pressing matters. By the time we finish that I see we are turning from 14^th onto Yosemite. I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone flipping it on airplane mode and silent. I then hop out the car and grab my stuff and start to approach the Logan School where I have gone the last eight and a half years.

Week 18: Harry Poter and the Deathly Hallows

This week I read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling. This is the seventh and final book in the Harry Potter series. I really enjoyed these books and do not understand why I didn't give them a shot before now. This book is about Harry and his two best friends Ron and Hermione. They set out on a quest to destroy Voldemort's invincibility. Along the way they have to go into hiding and our sought out with a price on their heads. I really enjoyed the writing and descriptions. It is a longer read but it goes by super quickly. It is a 759 page book. Overall it is an extremely enjoyable and easy read, I really suggest it.

Next week I am going to read  Dracula.

Slice of Life Break

I wake up groggy eyed and hop in the shower. When I get out I turn on our boot heater to high and put some cereal in a bowl. I sit down to eat breakfast. It's overlooking Winter Park. It is sunny and looks like a beautiful day. By the time I finish breakfast, check the snow report, check the edges on my skies and load up the car, the rest of my family is up and moving.

It is 10 o'clock by the time we are at the hill. I sit on the bed of my dad's new Toyota Tacoma and start to strap on my boots, coat, helmet and adjust my goggles. I then Start to hike up the short hill to the trail. I pop on my skies leaning forward in my boots to test the flexibility. I then push off skating and pushing with my poles building speed. I'm slowly get faster and faster. I then tuck my hands over the small of my back holding my poles. I bend forward at the waist leaving my knees straight. The wind is blowing against my face.  I push onward. I see a flat stretch ahead and deicide I have enough speed and come out of my tuck and start skating again. I make it to the other side and hop in line to catch the lift up. I get on the lift and stare down checking the conditions and scouting out the mountain. I see people skiing underneath me. I know it's gonna be a good day.

I hop off the lift and get blast by a fierce bitter wind immediately. I start to ski for the cover of the trees. I get in the trees and the wind immediately stopped. There is an undisturbed silence all around me. I then turn down hill and go. Right pole, left pole. It just comes to me. My hips turn back and forth like a pendulum. My chest is always facing down hill. I am leaning over my skies. I am looking two turns ahead of me my skies go where I guide them.  It's like walking. I never forget and it comes naturally. The trees blur by my. My skies cut through the powder like butter. It feels like I am floating. Just gliding.  I skid to a stop at the bottom. I just came off a big jump. I go down the cat track and go to the lift hoping on it for another eight minute ride of a four minute long run. My the time I come off I have another thirteen runs of experience under my belt.

I wake up the next morning and have a strange sense that I am going to have a little bit of Deja Vu.