Jordan

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Chivalry Project

For my chivalry project my group and I chose the knights of the round table. We researched a lot and in the end made a presentation about the fall of the knights of the round table. Here is the video of our skit. I liked working on this project because I learned a lot. Sometimes we weren't very focused, though. I was suprised to learn that the person that killed King Arthur, Mordred is King Arthurs nephew.

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My two favorites.

These are two of my favorite poems that I wrote. They are both about my dreams for the future. The first is a refrain poem and the second is a epic poem. At first I tried to make the refrain poem a epic but it wasn't long enough so I made a new one to make as an epic and I made a few changes to make the first one a refrain poem.

The Warrior
I am a warrior, Not just any warrior, But the warrior. I will fight off any pitch, I will catch any ball, And I will strike you out.

I am a warrior, Not just any warrior But the warrior on a journey, But not just any journey, I will push through any obstacle, And I will not stop until I make it to the MLB

The Ball Player
This is the story of one brave fellow. He would practice, And practice, And practice, All day long. He would practice throwing, And throwing, And swinging, And swinging. He dreamt of becoming a baseball player. Not just any baseball player,

One day many years later, This kid got his chance. To fulfill his dreams. After fighting his way up the ranks, From one small town team to another. He was called up to the big show. He set off with nothing but his big heart, His bat, And his glove.

He fought through the season. Even though he had made it up, He watched his teammates getting sent down, And some getting injured. He was determined not to end up like that. He had to prove him self to his team. A couple of times he was at the verge of falling, Of falling down, Down, Down. Back to the beginning. But he made it.

The time had come for the big fight. He whacked through the first line of defense, Then the second, Then he and his team made it. They had made to the final stand, Where all the world was watching. The captain of the enemy team and his players fought against the hero and his players. Until no one was left, Except the kid with the, Big bat, Big dream, And big heart. Against the enemy captain, And a 100 mph fastball.

The score was 2-2, Bottom of the 9th. The count was at 0 balls 2 strikes. Was this it for the young kid with the big dreams? Low outside corner. Was the kids big dream going to walk away? No. CRACK! The sound rings around the park. The center fielder runs back, And leaps. And it’s gone.

Rewinding, Pausing, And Fast Forwarding


By: Jordan C1

Yesterday...

I gave my parents many smiles and laughs when I was a baby, But I took long hours of sleep away from them. I hated the feeling of wooziness in the smelliest smokiest taxi ever, But I loved the feeling of adrenaline on the roller coaster when we swerved and swayed. I lost the feeling of joy when my best friend moved, But I found the feeling of delight when I met a professional athlete. I was afraid of the sound of my fork scratching my plate, But I wasn’t afraid of the sound of birds chirping.

Today...

I give my friend the best birthday present ever, I take the best party bag ever at the end. I hate the smell of the dreaded chinese garbage cans on the side walk, But I love the wonderful fragrance of freshly picked strawberries. I lost sight of my new year’s resolutions, But I found new goals to achieve. I am afraid of the feeling of excruciating pain when I stub my toe, I am not afraid of the feeling of my soft pillow.

Tomorrow...

I will give Mr. Cooper this poem, And I will take the grade from him. I will hate to make a lot of difficult choices, But I will love to have more freedom. I will lose my foolish and childish ways, But I will find adulthood. I will be afraid to live by myself,I will not be afraid to live my dreams.