Riley's Letter To Roger

The narrator though an educator, is not very good at verbalizing his emotions. He tends to be the person who keeps everything inside

Alexie’s tone at end of the essay, he was proud and surprised of himself because he became a writer. Becoming a writer, Alexie started to write books for children and he started to teach creative writing at Indian Schools. Alexie is proud because he has the opportunity to help other Indian kids to succeed in life. “These days, I write novels, short stories, and poems. I visit schools and teach creative writing to Indian kids” (15). Most of the children in the Reservation read his books and write their own poems, and that makes Alexie proud of himself. But there are some of the children that who have already given up hope on themselves and sit in the back of the classroom and do not care anything for reading and writing. “Then there are the sullen and already defeated Indian kids who sit in the back rows and ignore me with theatrical precision” (16).  Alexie is trying to break down their locked doors, and he is trying to save their lives by teaching them to read and write.

The writer accomplishes making the writing more interesting by, using three of many expectations for a ninth grader which are, connotation, syntax, and imagery. He used all of these categories various times throughout the story/memoir. All of these helped in making the memoir more emotional and what makes it impacting. In this memoir we are given a true and emotional impacting words that make us feel various emotions inside. This memoir succeeds in using connotation, syntax, and imagery to create a bigger impact when it comes to the reader’s

Staring at the screen, the young author sighed in frustration, her fingers once again failing her as she was distracted by the din of the news on TV. Resigned, she shut it off and turned back to her blank document wishing for the ability to channel her emotions towards the high expectations placed before her, as well as the stigmas. She was growing tired of the starkness of the world around her.

That Mr. MacPherson has grown tired of his job, he thinks that there isn’t much hope in being a teacher and that nothing good has come out of it. His students have drove him to regretting his career choice, that maybe the result of him not being the best teacher and letting the student get to him like they did.

Taking another deep breath to help calm his nerves, John folded the letter and sealed it with some sticky tape. With his hands trembling he handed over his most private thoughts to Josie. After they had exchanged letters they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. Once John got outside he looked up to the hazy sky and let out a shaky laugh full of relief. Maybe just maybe Josie would be the one to save him before it was too late. He hoped that she would open the letter before graduation and help him put back together the shattered pieces of his life. Because deep down that broken boy wanted to live more than anything in the

TreVon was rushing to get out the door. He knew if he missed the buss one more time he was going to be in big trouble. He’s older brothers Luther and Jaron never favored him anyway. So they did not care if he missed the bus. TreVon was very smart kid but he wanted to be cool so he did not care about his grades. The boy's mother worked 13 hour shifts at a old mill house. His mother Mary did not like TreVon outside during the late hours of the night. Today was the day he probably wished he

In the final paragraph, Alexie revisits his former school. Now a successful writer, he comes back and assists the kids that are in the same place he was in

This was the first and only writing that he completed and was truly excited to share with the class and myself. After reviewing his writing, I was astonished to find that he had a natural ability to write about a topic and hold the readers interest. His writing flowed as though he was having a conversation with his

In the story Thank You Ma’am Roger experience a feeling, but it was a good feeling. Roger was a bad boy that was hard headed until he met Mrs. Jones. I feel that Mrs. Jones made a very good impact on Roger life because she

On his final day as a teacher, the despairing Mr. Holland is led to the school auditorium, where his professional life is surprisingly redeemed. Hearing that their beloved

This performance was very energetic and the crowd was very receptive to the large display of Reggae music. There was a sense of oneness and unity in the atmosphere. This performance done by Tarrus Riley featured Dean Frazer at the Rototom Sunsplash in Benicassim, Spain on august 21st, 2012. Tarrus Riley is a Jamaican reggae singer and the son of Jamaican reggae singer Jimmy Riley. Mr. Frazer is a successful Jamaican saxophonist.

“Lilac” still struggles with writing. She always tries her best but she still struggles to understand the structure of a sentence. In her King Midas writing prompt, she was only able to write one complete sentence with help. It looks like she understood the events of the story but cannot convey them

And so Harold had a sudden shock of realization: He had forgotten his homework back at home. The moment lasted for so long, however. The teacher simply ruffled through the papers, and then looked at Harold. “Harold. This is the 3rd time you’ve forgotten your work this week,” said by the teacher in a loud, stern voice. “I expect better from you, young man.” Did he really have to chew me out right in the middle of class?, thought Harold.

He walked back to his desk muttering about his wasted life. I don’t blame him, his job must really suck. Teaching moody teenagers all day then grading their obviously plagiarised assignments. And getting substandard pay must really suck. Teachers really don’t get enough recognition. Then the bell for next period, which was English with my friend Grace. We got test results back. “How come your grades are always so high?” I said to Grace. “Because I never procrastinate and spend my time wisely. Unlike you...” She squirmed over my desk to see a D. “You really have to get going on the assignment, its due in a week. C’mon. You’ll work with me in the library.” Grace whispered. She has no idea about the struggles I have with doing school work. I couldn’t tell anyone because they would just say don’t be ridiculous, everyone has to do them. In the library, Grace gaped at my assignment. “You didn’t do anything?! Look Johanna, you have get going on your assignment. Or you’ll be panicking on the day before its due.” I already do that. “Don’t worry Grace. I have plenty of time to do this assignment.” I grinned and opened up my history