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Warm-up: September 4, 2012 English I

Warm-up: September 4, 2012 English I. What is one of your favorite pictures? (could be of you, your friends, or someone you don’t know) Describe this picture using descriptive writing. (What is going on? What colors are in the picture? What are people wearing?)

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Warm-up: September 4, 2012 English I

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  1. Warm-up: September 4, 2012English I • What is one of your favorite pictures? • (could be of you, your friends, or someone you don’t know) • Describe this picture using descriptive writing. • (What is going on? What colors are in the picture? What are people wearing?) • Why is this picture important to you?

  2. Agenda • Warm-up • Announcements • Review: Sensory Language and Annotation • Sample memoir and double-entry journal • SRI Testing

  3. Descriptive Writing Day 2

  4. Review • Memoir • A true story about your life. • Sensory Language • Sight: Sky blue with purple streaks • Sound: Boom! Crash! • Onomatopoeia • Taste: Sour and orange-flavored • Touch: Spiky like needles • Smell: Stench of mildew and mold • Annotation • Making notes (questions, comments, summary) on your paper as you read.

  5. Defensive Realization Ring! Ring! I got up to an unfamiliar noise at an unfamiliar time. The date was August 22nd, the noise was my alarm clock, and it was 8:00 in the morning. For me, summer was over and football was beginning. From August 22nd to September 6th I would spend eight hours everyday on the football field in the hot, August heat. I got to school and met up with friends that I hadn’t seen since June. Together, we walked down the familiar hill to the practice field, and the scent of freshly mown and watered grass filled my nose. Although I hadn’t been on this field since early November of last year, it was as if I had never left. The passing cars honking and the big patch of dirt in the middle of the field awaited me. It had a run-down look to it, but that was its charm. On this practice field, I was in a state of peacefulness. I was surrounded on three sides by forest on the fourth side was a road. All of this was welcoming; it was all mine. “You ready?” a friend turned to me and asked, interrupting my moment of meditation. “Of course,” I responded, because this was my home, and football was the game I loved. Coach told us that our first practice would be defensive. It wasn’t that I hated defense, it was just that offense was where I belonged. Also, I wasn’t good at defense and didn’t want to waste my time with it. I would have much rather gotten better at my offensive position. So, drill after drill went by and I made sure that I got in just enough so that I wouldn’t bring attention to myself. When it was time to scrimmage, coach needed a defensive end. I was a defensive end, but there was no way I was going in. Instead, I just switched in on offense.

  6. I got home at 5:30 and was greeted by my dog, Roger. Roger was a loving husky with a beautiful gray coat that, when you petted him, felt like cotton. “Dinner,” my mom called out. I ran upstairs because, after a long day of practice, was experiencing jabs of pain in my stomach from hunger. The smell of melting cheese and smoked sausage made my stomach churn even more.“What’s for dinner?” I asked my mom. “I cooked all day to make you your favorite pasta,” she said, quite pleased with the grin that I responded with. I finished dinner with flavors of smoky meat and spicy jalapeño still lingering in my mouth and went to sleep.The next seven weeks went by so fast and dream-like that I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t in that deep sleep back on August 22nd. The season had gone as perfectly in my mind as possible. I had gotten a fair amount of playing time on offense, we were a five and one football team, and I never went anywhere near defense. It was the last game of the season and we were playing our rivals. Coach told me in the fourth quarter that I was going in. I was so happy that I was getting in on offense in the biggest game of the year. That happiness quickly turned into shock; however, when he told me that I was going in at defensive end. “He’s got to be kidding,” I thought to myself. I hadn’t spent a single second all year on the defensive side of the ball. With me in, our shutout was over for sure. But, wanting to play, I had to take any playing time that I was given. I lined up, the ball was snapped, and a miracle occurred. I broke through the offensive line unblocked and saw the running back coming my way. He tried to out run me outside but I wasn’t going to let him get away. I cut in front of him and dragged him down for a two-yard loss. This tackle ended the game but started something even more important. For me, it started a new love for a new skill that I didn’t know I had.

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