Marsha

Marsha Below I have posted my Freak the Mighty project: ( I did a fake letter to the editor in the eye of Maxwell Kane from the book Freak the Mighty.) Dear editor,  I am Maxwell Kane. I am very glad that Kevin has come into my life, but deeply depressed by what happened to him. After I met Kevin, my life was astonishing. I will never forget what a wonderful friend he was, also my first. He was just amazing, I am just sure that I will never have such a wonderful friend. I never knew how great having a friend was until he came along, and that’s the truth the whole truth; the unvanquished truth is how he would say it.  Being Freak the Mighty was probably the best thing in the world, you won’t know because you can’t know what it’s like being Freak the Mighty unless you are Freak the Mighty. I was the body and Freak was the head, he did the talking and I did the walking. We had quests and adventures, for example running into Blade, that was our first adventure, and the beginning of Freak the Mighty. It was the fourth of July, and Kevin is riding on my shoulders and we were heading towards the millpond so we could watch the fireworks. That’s when we run into Blade, the bad boy. I was crazy scared as he runs and chases us, swinging his knife and slicing the air, we got cornered by Blade and his gang, that’s when I run over one of them. As the chase goes on, Kevin is telling me where to go, signaling left and right by kicking his feet. Soon I run out of space and Kevin tells me to run into the pond, I don’t even think about it, I just do it because I know that he has a plan. Blade goes in the pond too, but because he’s not so tall, he was all covered in gook and his gang had to help him out of the pond. That’s when Kevin sees the police and we got saved. That’s also when we decided we were Freak the Mighty. But time went on, and around his 13th birthday, tragedy hit us, Kevin died and I went nuts. It was the end of Freak the Mighty.  Freak was my first, best, and only friend. Freak was also basically the first person I touched and didn’t mind doing so. Kevin had a small body and you wouldn’t think much of him until you heard him talk. Kevin taught me many things, for example he told me that remembering was just an invention of the mind, although I don’t know what it means, I know I’ll figure it out one day. He made reading a lot easier. He tried to make me write, but I couldn’tq, and I didn’t write much until after his death. Here’s how it went, Kevin was in the hospital and in which the time, he told me to write about the adventures I would have in the future. I didn’t want to and think I would do it at the time because he told me that writing is like talking and reading is like listening, I can listen all day but I won’t talk. And for some reason after he died, I started writing. A couple books even. Who knew? I also received my favorite present from Kevin, the dictionary he gave me during Christmas; I wonder what he’d give me next year if he were alive? I’m sure it would be the new best.  Kevin had to go to the hospital on his birthday, what bad luck right? Even after his birthday he never got out of the hospital, because his heart got too big for his body. He hoped for something amazing and I believed that it was real; I think that that’s what made it hard for me to take in the truth. But it was then did I know the biggest reason why he wanted to have quests, it’s because he knew he was going to have a very short life.  I am Maxwell Kane and I was an antisocial until Freak came along, that’s the unvanquished truth. Kevin was my very best friend who died, and that too, is the unvanquished truth.

From, Maxwell Kane Below, I have added a widget that will show you the Chivalry project I worked on with my classmates. We worked on a keynote about Merlin. Through this process, I learned about this character Merlin and how he is tied to Chivalry. media type="custom" key="22017060" ME    Marsha

Yesterday…

I hated to be bullied But loved to stand up against one I wanted to fly Though I didn’t want my brother to call me crazy I was afraid of ants But I wasn’t scared of the dark

Today…

I hate rainy days But I like cloudy days I want more dogs But I don’t want any cats I don’t like being bored I like to not wine

Tomorrow…

I will hate to move around But I will like to sit and knit I will want grandkids But not ones that break windows I won’t like the cold cold winter But I will like summer unlike now

Below are some of my best/favorite poems (that I have written) I hope you enjoy them!!! ** Yellow **  Bright and light,   a pretty color. The color of the sun,  oh ho the color next to white. A pretty color,  bright and light,   more colorful than others. A color in which shows happiness. The color everyone likes,  yellow. ** Stress **  In sixth grade,   the work gets tough. The stress doubles,  you have more work. When you get home,  you need to work,   you can not play,   all you can do is feel the stress.