Hazel Ann's Learning Blog

The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe In the book The Lion,the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis the big idea of the story was power. The theme of the story is power is wonderful but dangerous. Another big idea of the story was sacrificing. Also another theme of the story is sacrificing yourself helps people. Power is wonderful but dangerous is one of the themes because the White Witch has a lot of power but she is evil which is not good so she can tell the people who work for her bad things to do. Which is not good because if that happens killing or arresting might come in. Sacrificing yourself helps is another theme because Alsan sacrificed himself to save Edmund who was under the power of the White Witch. So he went out and made a deal with the witch so then he was killed. So Edmund came but to normal not on a spell because Aslan was dead. But Aslan came back alive because if the witch killed him he could live another life, so he did.    The story setting was in Na...

Hazel Ann’s Historical Fiction Reading Response! In the book The Fighting Ground by AVI.      The summary of the story is that Jonathan really wants to go to war, and finally he gets a chance to do so. Than he lost his team and the Hessian were going to hit him, but didn’t. After a little time he found his team, Jonathan had a hard choice to help the Hessian’s or kill them. He chose to help the Hessian’s because they helped him. The big idea of the story was trust and the theme was trusting someone might be scary.  My connection to this is that whenever I trust my mom with something I feel a little scared at first because now it’s up to them to do what they’re suppose to do. I think that Jonathan was a little scared about the Hessian’s shooting him, but trusted the hessian more when he told him to come with them. ‘“Don’t shoot!” he cried. The soldier’s leveled their guns at him. He’s only a boy. “Come on, he’s so scared he’s making it into his pant...

I now know that the difference between a personal and persuasive essay is that you are trying to tell people what you think when you are writing a personal essay but with the persuasive essay you are convincing them of what you think. I improved from my on demanded essay is that I put proof why I think this and put facts that convince them to think. As in the other one I just said why I thought it was a bad idea and you shouldn't do it. It wasn't I think making them care about not doing the topic. I added mini stories and facts in the other two, but not in the other one. Writing my persuasive essay was easy because I had a lot of ideas in the topic and it was easy for me to think of convincing facts. But writing my persuasive essay was also hard because we had to do it quickly and it was hard to do it and think it all thorough with the planning sheet. My new learning is this whole unit is, that you need to put facts and mini stories in these essay's and get them to ca...

It is the Hardest to Be the Youngest Sibling     I don’t understand. Why? Why do my sisters try to be the worst sisters in the world? They pick on me, and are never really nice, they say mean stuff, and boss you around so MUCH! I wish just for ONE DAY,they would be nice. Like big sisters should be. It feels like someone just leaving you off by yourself in the dust. When I was young, and I still now, my sister’s would always target on me when they are mad. Sometimes, my mom and my sister Genevieve, had a argument about my mom, because, she was helping my sister, and she got all annoyed and was mad at my mom. Then when they were done, and I had nothing to do, she walked over to me and tripped me, it wasn’t fair. But probably it was because I was the youngest and they didn’t care about it if they hurt me.  When my sister was arguing before dinner she sometimes copies me when I say something at the dinner table but quietly because she doesn’t want to be in trouble ...

Seasickness I jumped excitedly onto the gigantic king boat.  A breeze blew in through my head. That felt good, I though with comfort. Then the gigantic boat suddenly moved back and then jerked forward in a hurry. I felt a headache trying to come in with a queasy sort of feeling too. “AHH,” I whispered in a bubbly thought. I jumped of the ring of the boat to see the biggest whale in the world. Then everybody came over to the shiny boat side to see too. Can’t breathe can’t breathe can’t breathe, we were packed tighter than sardines in a can. I looked side to side to see my family thinking to myself How can I escape? How? How? How? Then the crowd vanished, because there were no whales in sight. Right then my family came over saying in a aching voice, “Are you alright?”          “Yeah, duh of course.” I responded in a kind of mad expression. We all sat down on the dull, hard ground. As we all curiously looked out for whales from the side ...