The Goblin Wood

Author's note: I wrote this as a response to the point of view used in the goblin wood. I am hoping to get a 9 in point of view with this.

In the book “The Goblin Wood” Scenes take place in the viewpoint of either Makenna or Tobin. This affects the overall mindset of the reader because you are only getting two opinions on everything and Tobin starts out on one side but soon starts to think differently. In the scene where Tobin first meets Makenna he looks at her and thinks at first that she couldn’t be that Sorceress he was meant to kill but instead thinks she is misguided because she looks nothing like the type of person he was expecting. Some of the same ideals carry over to Makenna because at first she thinks he is a mercenary but then because he wore a knights armor and was alone she thought he was a lordling, then when she saw his horse she thought it odd that he was there at all because he looked like a knight and knights usually came in groups with seven priests to help them. All of this is what the reader is able to get from these two chapters in two different viewpoints happening at the same time in practically the same place but from two entirely different people.

A Kind Heart

Author's note: This is a sequel to my DWA. I might be doing a whole series if i have the time. This is also in the same text style as my DWA. Enjoy.

Later that night, Rose had fallen asleep on her couch reading "Dead Men tell no Lies". Most of the candles in her small living room had been blown out, but slumber overcame the woman before she could safely put them out. At almost the same time Eridan arrived at the house and started to turn away but he smelled smoke coming from inside the house. Rose Lalonde stayed sound asleep, until she felt a searing pain in her left hand. She jolted awake to find that her book was on fire, and so were her curtains. The flame traveled at light speed around, and sealed off her only exit. Rose was trapped. Eridan was just about to knock on the door when he saw a fire through the window in the door. He grabbed the closest rock and smashed the window to unlock the door. Rose stood and panicked, sweat dripping down her brow. The loud crash made her scream uncharacteristically and cover her head, unable to see the man through the thick smoke. Eridan had the door opened and saw the girl cowering in the room. He quickly picked her up and carried her out of the house and then tried to coerce her into saying if there was anyone else in the house. Rose shook her head no, eyes wide and brimming with tears. She gazed at her house and a single tear trickled down her cheek. All that was left of her memory of her mother was in that very house. She had just lost everything she knew.

Eridan quickly started to pick up snow and throw it at the house in order to put the fire out. He was able to retrieve only a few items before it start to collapse."Are you okay?" "I-I'm fine..." she managed to sputter.

Rose's eyes were wide, full of tears, but now had a dead sense to them. She just lost her home; her mother's memories, her childhood memories, and everything she had. Of course she wasn't okay. Eridan looked at her and then started to root through the rubble for anything that had survived the fire. The blond, her once clean hair covered in ash that spread over her face as well, stood with shaking legs and buckling knees. If she couldn't stay calm, she would burst out into loud wails. It would be the first time she would have cried since the day her mother died, five years ago, and she didn't want to do that in front of a stranger. But she did. Rose Lalonde cried like she had never before and dropped to her knees, wiping her eyes with her wrists and smearing soot over her cheeks. Eridan turned to look at the blond and as he did he tripped over something. When he picked it up he found that it was a chest of sorts. He saw that the fire had burned through the lock and now it was unlocked. He opened the chest and saw a few scrapbooks among other things as well as a beautiful pendant and scarf. He brought both items to the women and put them on her. When he was putting on the pendant it opened to reveal a different women and a very small folded note.

 Lalonde ceased her sobs and looked down at the scarf and pendant, then back up to this man. "What...What is your name?" she asked her purple eyes wide.

 "Eridan Ampora. And may I ask wwhat yours is?"

 Before she could answer his question, she mumbled, "Thank you, Eridan Ampora. Thank you so much..." Rose gripped the scarf in one hand and the pendant in the other, sealing away the picture and note, until her knuckles went white. She began to sob some more, but quieter and with a brighter intention.

 Eridan saw the burn mark on her hand. "I am going to havve take you to the hospital to get your hand looked at."

 The sear was red compared to her pale hand, and she nodded. It hurt alone, and Rose believed that she made it worse by clutching it. "Thank you..."

 Eridan gently picked her up wedding style and started to hurry to the hospital. "May I ask once more wwhat your name is?"

 "R-Rose Lalonde...” she stuttered. Her leg was hurting some too; was that also burned?

Eridan looked down on the beauty and saw that there were a few bruises on her leg. "Wwell Ms. Lalonde I am pleased to make your acquaintance. Did you knoww you havve some bruises on your leg." Rose looked at her leg best she could, what with Eridan's arm in the crook of her knee, but could indeed see some discoloration.

 "I guess that explains the pain.” she said, trying to force a smile.

Eridan couldn't take his eyes off her beautiful face. He was truly transfixed. All of a sudden he remembered the picture he had in his back pocket. "Wwho wwas the wwoman in the picture?"

 Miss Lalonde's eyes grew sad, and she frowned once more. "That...was my mother. S-She died when I was thirteen...”

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you sad" Eridan was very nervous because he seemed to be starting to like this girl more and more.

"No, you didn't. I can assure you, she was never a good mother. She was a heavy drinker and...Wait, I'm sorry, where have my manners gone? Here you are carrying me and I'm telling you about my dead mother." Rose apologized and had a pained smile on her face. Eridan was very much a gentleman, though he did cut himself. Was there such a thing as a gentle machinist? Apparently, this man was living proof.  Eridan saw Rose strain a smile and he thought what she would look like with an actual smile full of happiness. From that moment on he felt as though he wanted to protect her, help her, and no matter what the cost make her happy. He wouldn't make the same mistake twice. Rose saw the hospital coming into view, and realized just how far Eridan ran.

"Please, you don't have to do this, I can walk. Really...this is too much trouble." she said quietly.

 "It's okay, really it is. If you need any help I wwill help you." Eridan knew he meant it. When he got to the hospital he turned and pushed with his back through the door and proceeded to try and get the help of a nurse. When he did he explained everything about the fire. When he made sure she was okay and safe he ran back to the house to get the chest and bring it to her.

"Lottery" Response

This is a response to irony in "The Lottery" by Shirley Jackson.  In this story a town is called to a lottery where the men must pick for their family and then whoever's family is picked the women of that family pick a lotto and then whoever picks the black dot is then stoned to death by the community.

Some ironic points to this story are that the boys are gathering a pile of stones that will be used to kill someone, and yet they are doing it with happy faces and joyous hearts. Another ironic point is that Tessie Hutchinson arrives late because she realized it was the day of the lottery and she is the one that gets killed, ironic because if she had forgotten about the lottery she would not have picked the black and died.

 One big ironic point is the Lottery itself. usually lotteries are held for prizes and if you win it is a good thing because then you can get things like cars, Lots of money, or even a house, But in this lottery if you win you get stoned to death

DWA

Author's note: I started this after getting the idea for this pairing from my friends. I might do another installment if I have the time and i am inspired enough. The different colors are to help keep the Point Of Views seperate. Pink is Rose and Purple is Eridan.

 

 Rose Lalonde wandered down the snowy streets, most of the tall street lamps burnt out. She had her scarf up to her chin but anyone could still see the breath in the chilled air. It was late, and Rose wanted nothing more than to get home and curl up with a book. All alone Eridan Ampora walked down the alley. He was sad at his breakup with his best friend. He slowly walked down the alleyway and took out a knife. he slowly proceeded to cut himself  Young Rose would have walked past the alleyway, had she not heard a silent sobbing from the dark corridors. She stopped and peered down the way.  Eridan all of a sudden heard footsteps behind him and turned around to face whoever it was.

Rose took a sharp breath, hesitating before she said, "Hello?” Eridan looks at the newcomer and says "Sorry to disturb you I wwill go somewwhere else.” Miss Lalonde steps towards him with timid steps. "You don't have to go anywhere, but put that blade away." 

Eridan proceeded to step backwards while asking the newcomer "Wwhy do you act so caring to a stranger?" "Don't be afraid of me. Please, I can help.." the platinum blond trailed off in her sentence; was this man dangerous? 

"No you can't, no one can right noww." he was still wondering why the newcomer cared. "I'm sure I can. I can get those wounds of yours fixed, would you like that? Please, I just want to help." Rose Lalonde extended her hand out to the man, less hesitantly than her footsteps hand been. Eridan took a few quick steps back. 

"Wwhy do you care so much?" "Why shouldn't I? If you saw a man bleeding in an alleyway, would you turn the blind eye youself?" She asked, pulling her scarf past her lips. It was cold already, and the brisk air was getting colder. 

"I guess I wwould try to help, but most people wwould havve givven up right noww so wwhy havven't you?" Eridan is beginning if any of his friends asked her to find him. Eridan starts to feel a chill as the temperature begins to drop. 

"You might wwant to head home. It is going to get really cold soon" "And do you have anywhere to stay? A safe place?" she asked, oddly concerned for this stranger. 

Eridan wants to tell the truth but instead lies " Yes my house is nearby so i wwill just head home noww. Thank you for your concern." 

Rose pursed her lips, seeing through his fib. She took a paper and pen from her bag and wrote her address, handing it into the man's shivering hands."Stop by, if anything goes wrong." 

Eridan is shocked by the gentle and kind heart of the lady. " Thank you I wwill keep it in mind if the temperature does drop too drastically. I hope you havve a nice day." "Likewise." The man's words "if the temperature drops" confirmed her suspicious that this person indeed had no place to go. "Goodnight." she said, walking back off into the open night. Eridan is still utterly shocked by the ladies kindness and drops the knife it drops to the ground with a muted clang.

Window

I haven't been washed for over a year now, the grime and filth have built up so much I have blended in with the walls around me. The family has neglected me for so long, I feel as if I might become part of the wall. I keep crying out to them to wash me but it is like my pleas fall on nothing but air. I have conversed with the walls about this problem and asked them to help but still the humans notice nothing. Every time I see them walk into the room with cleaning supplies my spirits lift, but they never seem to clean me, just the floors and tables. Several times I have seen different humans come through in groups. They are a usually younger humans who start to trash the house. Always after they leave the humans clean up the house so I always hope that they clean me as well but it never seems to happen. In the past few days though I have seen more and more humans come in and look around. Most every day I hear the sounds of cars, today I heard the sound of some type of huge truck. I don't know what is going on but the humans took everything out of the house. A pair of new humans came walking in with cleaning supplies, I hope this is the day I finally get cleaned.

The World of Clones

By: Jarod Farrow

For a long time cloning has been seen as impossible and farfetched. It has appeared in movies such as Star Wars, Spliced, Judge Dredd, and Jurassic Park.  Nowadays cloning is being studied and tested. Some breakthroughs have already been made where as we now possess the ability to clone animals to eat. Cloning is a process that can change the world because of its ability to recreate something multiple times repeatedly .

First of all cloning has three different attributes: Reproductive, Gene, and Therapeutic. Reproductive cloning consists of taking a fully grown somatic cell from the subject to be cloned and an egg cell, taking the nucleus out of the egg cell and inserting the nucleus of the somatic cell into the egg cell (What is Genetics). The new cell is then made to reproduce and grow bigger where it is then put in a surrogate mother (What is Genetics). After growing and birth, the new subject will look just like the somatic cell donor.  The reasoning behind this is that the nucleus of the egg cell wasn’t used and was replaced (What is Genetics). The F.D.A. has approved of cloned animals being used to make food (Pollack).

The second type is Therapeutic cloning. While Therapeutic cloning is a lot like Reproductive cloning, it doesn’t deal with animals. Therapeutic cloning is where scientists try to clone cells with the same DNA of the donor cell (Cloning). Therapeutic cloning is most oftenly used by scientists to replicate diseases in a controlled area so the disease can be studied and investigated without the risk of human life (Cloning). So far to date there has not been any hope of cloning a human yet.

Lastly the third type of cloning is Gene cloning. Gene cloning is where scientists put the gene of one organism like an animal cell and put it into a different organism (Cloning). The new organism is then studied and put into a habitat that will make it most likely to reproduce making the gene copy itself multiple times (Cloning).

Cloning truly is a marvel of science in its ability to recreate a living organism from a simple cell. Cloning has many uses to us in this day and age; food, cures, and many others can be brought about through cloning. In the past, the thought of cloning was preposterous, but today it is considered an actual branch of scientific evolution.

Bibliography

Cloning. 18 4 2012 <http://www.genome.gov/25020028#al-1>.

Pollack, Andrew. "F.D.A. Says Food From Cloned Animals Is Safe ." New York Times (2008): 1.

What is Genetics. 12 4 2012 <http://learn.genetics.utah.edu/content/tech/cloning/whatiscloning/>.

A Dogs World

Author's note: I am writing this because we just got a training collar for my dog and i wanted to know how to use it and it said to first have a basic understanding of how to train your dog without a collar. All the information I found seemed like a good thing to use in writing. I am focusing on text structure and introductions.


Dogs, man’s best friend. For years man and dog have been loyal to each other and cared for each other. There has always been a strong relationship between us and dogs for longer than we remember and for centuries we have been thinking of them as friends that we love and care for.  This is going to be all about dogs and the reasons why they behave the way they do, how to train them, and what to do when you first get a dog.  After reading this paper I hope you have a good idea what to do with your new dog and I also hope that if you don’t have a dog right now I hope you will get one from rescue so that they don’t have to die. They need us.

First of all there are two reasons dogs behave the way they do and those are heredital behaviors, and trained behaviors. The heredital behaviors are passed down on genes from parent to child. What I mean by this is that a parent with aggressive behaviors will probably have a child with aggressive behaviors and a calm parent would more likely have a calm child than a excited one. Trained behaviors are behaviors dogs get from us or their pack. Their trained behaviors would be more like submission, respect, attacking, protecting etc. We teach them to respect us like we are their pack leader and not the other way around. Once they are taught respect they will be more attentive of their elders and their pack leaders. Remember to always make sure they know you are the Alpha of the pack.

Secondly the best way to train dogs is to find out their specific type of learning style (i.e.- if they are timid you should see what would be the best way to train timid dogs.) once you know your dogs nature and training style you should go off of that to train your dog. Another thing you should remember is that no matter what your dog’s nature you always have to use repetition in everything you do to train your dog. You also need to make sure that every time your dog does what you want him/her to do you have to reward him/her with a treat and praise, that way they know that it is good to do that and they will learn faster.

Also when you get your dog for the first time you always need to make sure that you have a good environment to introduce your dog to and you have to have a good attitude and all the right toys, tags, and necessities for a first dog or a new dog, some of which can be found at your local pet store and the employees will always be glad to help. Also you always have to make sure that when you get your dog you should schedule a vet appointment for you and your dog to see how much you should feed your dog a day, how much exercise he/she needs a day, and to get caught up on your dog’s medical conditions.  

I hope that if you have considered getting a dog you should indeed get it from a rescue, mainly because they will love you more, they will respect you more, and they will listen to you more. The reason they will love you more is that they didn’t have a home and had to forage for food and water while the prissy dogs sat in a fluffed up and warm cage without a worry in the world.  I can tell you in my opinion that you will have more fun with rescues because they are grateful and I have a dog that is grateful to us for getting her from rescue and she is a bundle of joy and energy. From what I have experienced with my dog I hope that you will consider getting a rescue dog. As I said before, They need us.