Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Blog 2

As all of the young boys with their nimble fingers collect small dried out pieces of warped sea wood to build this big signal fire that jack says will get us all rescued. I lay under a palm tree winded from moving wood clenching the creamy pink irresistible conch. I see that Jack notices that he has no way to start this big fire. The group of boys broke out into a state of fear and tumult. jack looks straight at me and starts walking towards me I am confused of what he wants from me, he reaches towards my face grabs my glasses off my face.

Scornfully I yell at him "Give those back I cant hardly see."
I squint my eyes and see jack using my glasses like a magnifying glass to start the fire. I think I see red and orange flames. I am happy yet disgusted at his officious ways.

3 comments:

Emma Christenfeld said...

Jake-
Can you finish the entry? Also, where is entry 1? I think maybe you should do something to make the vocabulary words more obvious. Great job being in character. Can you check sentence 2? Thanks.
-Emma

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kkaufman said...

Jake
Great job. I liked the part in the beginning when you were decribing the young boys with nimble fingers collecting... The only thing I would have to say for the negative part is that where are your other blogs 3,4,5. Also maybe add more on your blog.

Kira