Comma What?

My father had left our house in the midst of a fight between Lindsey and my mother. My mother was trying to get Lindsey to go with her to the Y to swim. Without thinking, Lindsey had blared, "I'd rather die!", at the top of her lungs. My father watched as my mother froze, then burst fleeing to their bedroom to wail behind the door. He quietly tucked his notebook in his jacket pocket, took the car keys off the hook by the back door, and snuck out.

Gossip got your tongue?

If everything I said was triple filtered, everything would probably be totally different. The triple filter test would take away any unnecessary details from what I was about to say. I think people gossip for a number of different reasons. Some do it because if someone else is being put down it makes them feel better about themselves. Some do it because it has become a habit they have done it so much. And some just do it because they think they should share the knowledge they have with you even if it isn't true.

Literary Elements: TAKS PT 3

1. Satire-a literary work in which vices, follies, etc. are held up to ridicule and contempt

2. Irony-expression in which the intended meaning of the words is the direct opposite of their usual sense

3. Analogy-similarity in some ways

4. Foreshadowing-indicate or suggest beforehand; prefigure

Figurative Language

Figurative-representing by means of a figure or symbol

Figure of speech-an expression, as a metaphor or simile, using words in a nonliteral sense or unusual way

Imagery-1. mental images 2. figurative language

Trope-figurative language or a word used in a figurative sense

They all compare something by using a figure, symbol, or mental picture.

Story Spinners: Option 1

As the old man approached my friends and me began to wonder what he was doing. The old man was talking gibberish and we couldn't tell what he was saying. Finally he went back to his house and later emerged holding a pen, paper, and a flashlight to see since it was beginning to get dark outside. Our friend Jordan's mother called him back to his house so he picked up his shoes and ran barefoot to his home. The old man began to come closer and closer to us.

We looked at the old man to see what he was doing when we realized he was trying to tell us something. But what? When he got close enough to us so that we could see him good he began to write something. He handed us the paper and the flashlight so that we could see what he had written. It was a note saying that he needed help mowing his lawn. Since it was dark outside we kindly told him that we couldn't at the moment but we would be glad to help him tomorrow.

The next day we went to the old man's house to help him out. But he never did answer the door. Worried something might be wrong we went into his house and looked for him. The old man was nowhere to be found. Since we couldn't find him we just went back home. When I got home I went to get my bicycle from the garage. I rode my bicycle down to my friend Jordan's house where I found him and the old man talking gibberish. I ask the man if he still needed help with his lawn. He said that he had done it last night. I said okay and was on my back home to eat some food.