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In our L.A. class, we have been given the task of completing a project on the book "Freak the Mighty", that showcases our knowledge of the book's themes, elements of the story, as well as character development. For certain people, they were also required to complete a project on another book, in my case "The River." For my FtM project, I made a talk show, with Cruella De Vil as the host, who is interviewing Blade on this talk show tailored towards villains. Blade's personality is showcased throughout, and I hope that my audience will find Blade's side of the story refreshing and understandable. I also decided to do a 2nd FtM project, which is to find a song that represents how Max feels after Freak dies, and sing and record out. For me, the perfect song was a mash up. Unfortunately, I was not able to upload it. For now, the lyric analysis will have to suffice. For my "River" project, I wrote a song summarizing the story, and gave it a country twang. Please pay attention to the side note below. Freak the Mighty Projects: IMovie Talk Show & A song that represents how Max feels after Freak dies. The River Project: A summary of the book through song (side note: none of the characters in the song have ANYTHING to do with the students in our school) media type="custom" key="22912174" **__ 2nd Freak the Mighty Project __**
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This mash up of “On My Own” and “I Dreamed a Dream” expresses how Max feels after Freak dies. These songs are from the musical Les Miserable, but I imagine “On My Own” as a monologue that Max says after Freak dies. I imagine “I Dreamed a Dream” as a summary of the events in the story that Max is retelling through song.

The song sets off with a sorrowful few notes (which show how Max feels after the shock of Freak’s death has worn off; he feels numb and depressed). The song gradually gets stronger and becomes frustrated and angry once it gets to the lyrics “But there are dreams that cannot be, and there are storms we cannot weather.” That implies how Max wishes Freak could still be next to him, sharing his life with him, but his dream cannot be because Freak is dead. (Max is now on his own without Freak beside him.) (Max fantasizes that Freak is still on his shoulders.) (Max is alone yet he still imagines Freak is beside him.) (Without Freak, Max still feels his little arms clinging around his neck.) (This brings us back to the scenario of Blade chasing Freak and Max. After Freak’s death, Max is having a déjà vu of that memory; how Freak guided him throughout the crowd, treating him like his steed.) (Even if the world is gloomy and raining, with Freak beside him telling tales of King Arthur, Max feels as if the world is so much more beautiful.) (Even though Freak is gone now, Max still lives in his own little utopia where Freak is still alive and well and only the two of them exist.) (Max admits that Freak is dead and he is just imagining Freak is there beside him.) (Max knows Freak is dead but still believes that Freak will come back someday.) (When the first ray of sunlight appears, Max awakes from his dream and the Freak he imagined is gone, and everything is not so magical anymore.) (Max really misses Freak, but he is slowly getting over Freak’s death and realizes that all his time he has been living in the past.) (Max realizes that if he and Freak switched places and he was dead, Freak would not be living in the past, for Freak is smarter than to spend the rest of his life grieving.) (Max feels that world has lost some of its sparkle now that Freak is gone.) (Max really misses Freak but understands that he will have to live his life without Freak.) (Max dreamed a dream of the past, when he was still with Freak and happy.) (He dreamed that his friendship with Freak would never fade) (He hoped god would forgive for being the “Kicker” in his preschool days; if he had been more civilized he would have been friends with Freak earlier.) (When Max was in preschool, he wasted his childhood being mean and hurting other children.) (There were no punishments for being bad, and there was nothing he didn’t do when he was little.) (This brings us back to Christmas Eve, when Max was celebrating with his family and friends. There was no Christmas Carol they did not sing, no food they did not taste. That means they had a lot of fun! J ) (Max’s father comes in at night, with his voice soft but menacing. He took away Max’s happiness, and insulted Freak, turning Freak the Mighty to shame.) (After Freak dies, Max still hoped he would come back from the dead and be with him again.) (Max realizes that his dream of Freak being with him again is impossible.) (Max thought as long as he had Freak his life would be perfect. Little did he know that Freak would be taken away from him.) (Now life has taken away the one thing that made life worth living for Max, which was Freak.)
 * On my own **
 * Pretending he’s beside me **
 * All alone, I walk with him ‘til morning **
 * Without him, I fell his arms around me **
 * And when I lose my way I close my eyes, and he has found me **
 * In the rain, the pavement shines like silver. **
 * All the lights, are misty in the river. **
 * In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight. **
 * And all I see is him and me forever and forever **
 * And I know, it’s only in mind, **
 * That I’m talking to myself and not to him. **
 * And although I know that he is blind, **
 * Still I say there’s a way for us. **
 * I love him, **
 * But when the night is over, **
 * He is gone, **
 * The river’s just a river. **
 * Without him, **
 * The world around me changes. **
 * The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers. **
 * I love him, but everyday I’m learning, **
 * All my life I’ve only been pretending! **
 * Without me, his world will go on turning, **
 * A world that’s full of happiness that I have never known. **
 * I love him, **
 * I love him, **
 * I love him. **
 * But only on my own. **
 * I dreamed a dream in time gone by, **
 * When hope was high and life worth living. **
 * I dreamed that love would never die, **
 * I dreamed that god would be forgiving. **
 * Then I was young and unafraid, **
 * And dreams were made and used and wasted. **
 * There was no ransom to be paid, **
 * No song unsung no wine un-tasted. **
 * But the tigers come at night, **
 * With their voices soft as thunder. **
 * As they tear your hope apart, **
 * As they turn your dream to shame. **
 * And still I dreamed he’d come to me, **
 * That we would live the years together. **
 * But there are dreams that cannot be, **
 * And there are storms we cannot weather. **
 * I had a dream my life would be, **
 * So different from this hell I’m living! **
 * So different now from what is seemed, **
 * Now life has killed the dream, **
 * I dreamed. **

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__**Chivalry Project: Sword in the Stone**__

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 * During these past classes, 6 RED's L.A. class have been working on a chivalry project. We got to choose what we wanted to do as long as that project related to chivalry (the code that all knights abide to), and it could be presented in any format, from PPT to I Movie, to skit! My group decided to use a combination of an I Movie, a PPT, and a KeyNote!. We first introduced our project with a supplementary KeyNote, then played the I Movie which told the story, then played the PPT that helped explain how that tied up to chivalry. I got together with Sarina, Jackson and Alex and together, we decided to do a project on "Sword in the Stone" ( or Young Arthur's life as a boy) as we were very interested about learning the past of that noble king. I learned that King Arthur was adopted, and he didn't have a very nice foster brother... anyways- take a look at our I Movie, PPT, and KeyNote and I hope you'll learn from what we have created! I learnt a lot through creating this whole project, and I hope Mr.C keeps this unit for next year too!**
 * Questions Answered:**
 * 1) Arthur was not exactly an orphan, his parent just gave him away for his own safe keeping**
 * 2) Arthur was lucky enough to be raised in a kind family, aside from his brother that is**
 * 3) Arthur with the help of the wise, awesome, and just down-to-earth cool Merlin (wink, wink), recieved the sword Excalibur, which he used to rule his kingdom justly for years to come**

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**Hi Everyone! Thank you for visiting my page. Below are 3 poems I have written. The first one is a "get to know you poem", (free verse style) so you know who's work you'll be reading! :) The 2nd poem is a sonnet about the sun, and the 3rd one are 2 rhyme royal poems about chocolate and winter. A sonnet is poem with 14 lines in total that has to have 10 syllables in each line with a rhyme scheme of abab cdcd efef gg. A rhyme royal poem is a poem with 7 lines in total that has to have 10 syllables in each line with a rhyme scheme of ababbcc. Enjoy!** **__Who I Was, Who I am Now, and Who I Will Be__** Written By Sho Sho Ho- August 28th, 2012-C2

I liked sweet things. I disliked green things. I believed in fairies; a perfect picture of goodness, adorned in dazzling attire, flitting from flower to flower. I did not believe in greasy, bland fish oil. I was afraid of shots; seeing the needle pierce my skin always chilled my blood. I was not afraid of spiders, however huge and nerve-racking they were. I only knew about the world of Silicon Valley. I did not know that I actually lived in a Silicon Bubble. I hoped I could become a princess reigning over an empire where the sun never sets. I did not hope for another dentist appointment, where the doctor sticks his “evil knife” into your mouth and pokes around, taunting you, and savoring your expressions of fear.
 * Yesterday…**


 * Today…**

I like squash, tennis, soccer, singing and yodeling while standing on a mountain and hearing my voice echo, echo, echo… I dislike mosquito bites immensely – those excruciatingly itchy bumps that appear in the morning after a supposedly blissful sleep. I believe that humans are one family, but misunderstand each other because of differences in language and culture. I do not believe in war; what is the point of killing fellow brethren and shouting bloody murder? I am afraid of blood; it is so red it pierces your eyes even if you only glance at it for a millionth of a second. I am not afraid of new environments and new challenges. I know more about the world now, having traveled to more than eleven countries. I still do not know why we are here on Earth. I hope I can learn more and more each and every day. I do not hope that the world will still be as unjust and divisive as it seems to me today.


 * Tomorrow…**

I will like being a sagacious elder, gaining wisdom from life experiences. I will dislike being in an ancient and fragile body. I will still believe in dreams. I will not believe in being cruel to any living creature. I will know more about how the world works. But, I still will not know all the secrets of the vast universe. I will be afraid of passing away as I will miss my family and friends so much. I will not be afraid of passing away as I know that death is not the end of existence. I will know that moments of love and happiness with family and friends are the most precious treasures in the world. I will not know why others will have pursued fame and fortune at the expense of family and love. I hope that I can make a difference in the world and touch the hearts of people whom I will have met. I do not hope that the world will still have so many people who are suffering as it does today.

__**Here Comes the Sun**__

**Written by Sho Sho** **Period C2, October 25th 2012**

Who distributes warmth wherever she goes? Who sentences the deaths of so many? She’s our cryptic sun, and life she bestows, Though she can snatch it back in a frenzy.

Her stare can damage our beautiful Earth, While her arms light up the raven dark sky. Her kiss can be either blessing or curse. Icarus cashed in, when he flew too high.

Plants crane their necks to get a glimpse of her, But if her godly self is there too long, These poor plants will breathe their last and wither, Now victims of war though once they were strong.

Is the Sun good or evil? You decide. Last piece of advice: Don’t get yourself fried!

__**No Business Like Snow Business**__ **Written by Sho Sho** **Period C2, October 25th 2012**

The North wind screams and lashes out at me, As winter finally tells us "I'm here!". Precious crystals fall upon the blue sea; Snowflakes bring good vibes we can see; not hear. Like kings and queens whom their people revere, These star-shaped heroes are loved by us all. Although some will melt, others will stand tall.

__**Chocingly Good!**__

**Written by Sho Sho** **Period C2, October 25th 2012**

A royal treat as rich as Frankincense. A most treasured gift from the Aztec tribe. The kind of drug a doctor should dispense. For a dishonest judge, the perfect bribe. A massage, relaxing, hard to describe, The warm feeling inside when one eats it, Like a hug from mom; yes it's chocolate! Random Photos



A two year old me, sitting next to this green, plastic frog (something you don't often see in nature), who is known as "Frank the Fantastic frog" by the preschoolers at Little Angels Preschool.

Life is good.



5 year old me. Having the time of my life!

Me in 4th grade and half of my brother's head.

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