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I thought. I was just getting my braces on. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was panicked the orthodontist was putting a lot of stuff in my mouth all at once. Like a huge white circular thing to hold my lips back so I wouldn’t get the glue for my braces on my lips!&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;line-height:115%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; font-size: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     I was feeling a little weird because I didn’t know half the things they were putting in my mouth. Its wasn’t as bad as other people said, and that was a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;After 60 minutes they were done. I chose pink as my color because I love the color pink and my mom said, “you should get pink.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Okay I will,” I said.      &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;After that I was ready to go to school, but I didn’t want to show anyone because I didn’t like them. I got to school and I was in English/Language Arts that period. I was trying not to smile, but my friend made me smile, so she saw my braces. I didn’t talk as much that day as I usually because I didn't want anyone to notice my braces.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I finally got home. “Oh my gosh, they look good!” my family said, but it was my family and they will always say that. That night I had soccer and basketball, so my friends on my team saw my braces and liked them. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was glad because I didn’t get hit in the mouth that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;After a few days, I got used to my braces and was able to eat normal. They actually aren’t that bad. I can’t wait to get them off in two years to see my straight teeth!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%"&gt;Macy M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089499695253621157-7132488102251969732?l=www.mrgoerend.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Now, you need to decide on which &lt;b&gt;one &lt;/b&gt;story you're going to tell to illustrate your theme, &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;figure out an example of each of the three types of conflict we studied today:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;person to person&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;person to nature&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;person to self&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;See you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.learner.org/interactives/literature/read/theme1.html"&gt;More info on theme&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some examples of themes:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;jealousy&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;making friends&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;fear&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;sibling  relationships&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;success/accomplishment&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;failure&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;change&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;romance&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;power&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;arrogance&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;overcoming hardships&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;love&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;courage&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;death&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;being ordinary&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;acceptance&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;relationships&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;moving  on&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;trickery&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;family&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;injustice&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;wealth&lt;br /&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;growing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Your homework is to bring in our theme and 3-5 stories from your life that go with that theme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089499695253621157-6763459583341891425?l=www.mrgoerend.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrgoerend/~4/NDfYBp5UqaY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mrgoerend.com/feeds/6763459583341891425/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mrgoerend.com/2010/02/story-writing-theme.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089499695253621157/posts/default/6763459583341891425?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089499695253621157/posts/default/6763459583341891425?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrgoerend/~3/NDfYBp5UqaY/story-writing-theme.html" title="Story Writing - Theme" /><author><name>Mr. G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774748362933666049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11116895911908974988" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.mrgoerend.com/2010/02/story-writing-theme.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ERns5eip7ImA9WxBVFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089499695253621157.post-1152096054139948387</id><published>2010-02-12T08:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:03:27.522-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-17T10:03:27.522-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chat" /><title>Work Day Chat</title><content type="html">A couple of ideas to make the chat work more smoothly:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use @ to direct a reply to someone. For instance, if you want to reply to something I said, you could type &lt;i&gt;"@Mr G. I agree because...." &lt;/i&gt;This is a public reply, meaning everyone can see them, but it helps us know who you're talking to.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; It's vital that you use full &lt;b&gt;thoughts.&lt;/b&gt; I'm not going to be an enormous stickler on complete sentences, but you need to fully explain what you're talking about. Very short chat messages such as "Yup" or "I agree" will just clog up the chat. Ask yourself "why?" when chatting. &lt;i&gt;Why do I agree? Why don't I agree?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If this box isn't big enough to follow the chat, you can &lt;a href="http://www.chatterous.com/mrgsclass/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to open the chat in a full window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089499695253621157-1152096054139948387?l=www.mrgoerend.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Here are some of my ideas:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Education is a system. Learning is life." What does that mean to you? How does it affect your outlook on school?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;We all enjoy having our summer vacations, but what can do to help kids continue learning during the summer?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;What could we use to show learning progress besides grades?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;How can you document what you're learning outside of school?&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
This week, we're starting a unit studying China. Students did an activity today in class to build background knowledge. I'll take a picture of the timeline they created and post it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We'll be studying different dynasties and the religions in China.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
-Mr. G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089499695253621157-3465817780366005850?l=www.mrgoerend.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
We've been studying the different literary aspects of poetry the last few weeks. The Poetry Party gives students a chance to apply the skills they've learned on a poem that means something to them. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Post any questions you have in the comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089499695253621157-5786012757202634310?l=www.mrgoerend.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
We studied three types of text organization:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Main idea and details&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sequence&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Cause and effect&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Students need to bring in an example of each type of organization along with a explanation showing understanding of why the examples fit each type.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An example: students could bring in a section of their Social Studies book showing a certain type of organization and explain how they know that's the organization.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This assignment is due Monday, February 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089499695253621157-6225256727950134326?l=www.mrgoerend.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a poem and save it do your &lt;a href="http://www.diigo.com/"&gt;Diigo&lt;/a&gt; account&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Leave &lt;b&gt;five &lt;/b&gt;constructive comments on &lt;b&gt;other &lt;/b&gt;blogs&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use the comments4kids box on the right &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave &lt;b&gt;five &lt;/b&gt;constructive comments on &lt;b&gt;our &lt;/b&gt;blog for other students&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Respond to comments on your posts&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Remember to check in with me after you finish each item.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089499695253621157-6450010387623262373?l=www.mrgoerend.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Here are some poetry links to explore. Find your poem and save it to your Diigo account.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/"&gt;http://www.poets.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.gigglepoetry.com/"&gt;http://www.gigglepoetry.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/"&gt;http://www.poetryfoundation.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/index.html"&gt;http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.poetry4kids.com/"&gt;http://www.poetry4kids.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://poetry.eserver.org/"&gt;http://poetry.eserver.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.kidzone.ws/poetry/haiku.htm"&gt;http://www.kidzone.ws/poetry/haiku.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/holidays/spring/kids-poems-rhymes/"&gt;http://www.apples4theteacher.com/holidays/spring/kids-poems-rhymes/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/holidays/christmas/poems-rhymes/"&gt;http://www.apples4theteacher.com/holidays/christmas/poems-rhymes/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.apples4theteacher.com/poetry.html"&gt;http://www.apples4theteacher.com/poetry.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.poetryteachers.com/poetryfun/poetfun.html"&gt;http://www.poetryteachers.com/poetryfun/poetfun.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I've also added links to the blogs of other 6th grade students in our building who are publishing their writing on blogs. The links are in the #Comments4Kids box in the far-right sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Please spend some time giving back with meaningful comments.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrgoerend/~4/TKBNnAvkLrs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mrgoerend.com/feeds/4678319077669320868/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mrgoerend.com/2010/01/worldview-survey.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089499695253621157/posts/default/4678319077669320868?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089499695253621157/posts/default/4678319077669320868?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrgoerend/~3/TKBNnAvkLrs/worldview-survey.html" title="Worldview Survey" /><author><name>Mr. G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774748362933666049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11116895911908974988" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.mrgoerend.com/2010/01/worldview-survey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YBRH48cSp7ImA9WxBRF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089499695253621157.post-1831516722319364182</id><published>2010-01-06T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T08:25:55.079-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-06T08:25:55.079-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shea c" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="student writing" /><title>Game system showdown</title><content type="html">Imagine its winter. A little boy is inside all alone bored to tears. Well not anymore for you have video games. But which one to choose. Should you pick the state of the art Play Station 3 or the classic Wii system? Which one to pick? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some facts about both the systems to help you decide. The classic PS3 is a high tech system with amazing graphics,then again the Wii does give you an impressive workout. Back to the PS3,the PS3 makes much more exciting games to play in high definition. But also the Wii allows you to connect to the Internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right enough talk lets vote,and the winning system is Play Station 3. So it turns out the Play Station 3 is the better gaming system. Well that's all see ya next time folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089499695253621157-1831516722319364182?l=www.mrgoerend.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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If you have seen them, then you are with the Vampires or Werewolves,  You either like Jacob or Edward better.  I had to think about it for awhile, but I finally decided that I am on Team Jacob!  I would say Edward is 49% and Jacob is 51%.&lt;br /&gt;
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So here are some reasons I choose Jacob.  First thing, Edward left Bella unprotected from Victoria and Larauntee and also just left her alone when they were deeply in love.  Another reason is that Jacob and Bella have been friends for a long time and it's also very dangerous being around all those Vampires because alot of them want to suck her blood.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another point of view that alot of people have is being on Team Edward.  Some reasons that people are on Team Edward's side are, that she is deeply in love with him.  Another reason is that Alice has seen her as a Vampire, so she would want to be turned into a Vampire by Edward, not by a bad Vampire.  And also Vampires can live forever.  So which side are you on?&lt;br /&gt;
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