Bell Labs

“What!” The word echoed off the walls, the current occupants of Albus Dumbledore’s office having shouted it simultaneously “There is no way-” “Are you out of your mind-” “Have you finally gone senile-” “I don’t really think-” Remus Lupin, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, and Severus Snape all raised their voices at once, shouting nearly unintelligibly as Dumbledore twinkled merrily at them from behind his desk. “Now boys, I do believe we should all quiet down before we wake up the entire castle

I am _____ , that day when I was walking down the hall I did not know what was happening. I thought I was gonna walk to class, finish the school day, and then go home. But that is not what happened at all, not even close. What really happened is as I walked down the hall a person in a black hoodie pulled out a handgun, shot me , then ran away. It was all very dramatic, everyone around me turned I slowly looked down and realized there was a bullet hole in my chest. People crowed around as I fell to

I looked at the school clock; it read 2:59. I was chanted in my head come on come on. For a whole minute I couldn't hear anything the teacher said, just the ticking of the clock. And there it was. Ding! Ding! Ding! The school bells rang, I quickly got out of my chair and nearly knocked everyone in my path. Everyone ran, it was thanksgiving eve! Everybody can't wait to go home and prepare a feast. This year I get to bring 3 of my friends. Peter, John and Jimmy. Peter is the smallest and always carries

Ding! Dong! Ding! The 12:30 lunch bell rings, and the students who ate lunch at that time were being dismissed from class. The hallways that were once empty, was now filled with students. “Hey Maya! Come walk with us to lunch!” Lucinda yelled from across the busy hallway. Quickly she squeezed past 20 or 30 students; before she even made it to where the other two girls were standing. “Whats for lunch today?” Maya had asked while rubbing her stomach. “I'm like so hungry right now!” As soon as they

to loved ones, will make them feel that they are trustworthy and close enough for to reveal their feelings. Honesty plays an important role in raising children to be good citizens. When I was six years old, one spring afternoon I was waiting for the bell to ring to go home from school. The Principal, Mrs. Garcia came to my classroom to give us a last minute announcement. I do not remember what she was talking about, because my mind was set on packing up and

many themes that can be associated with the novel, For Whom the Bell Tolls. The story has love, hate, rivalry, duty, war, and several more topics of concern. However, war plays the most important role among all of the possible themes. There is war all around the characters, but it is not limited to battles or physical wars. Wars appear between ideologies, guerrilla band members, beliefs, inner emotions, and decisions. In For Whom the Bell Tolls, Hemingway shows, through war, an example of a ¡°good¡±

dragged my sorry butt inside. After only a minute or two of searching the halls I had found my homeroom and took a seat near the back, close to the windows. I had reckoned that at least looking out the windows would’ve kept me occupied until the next bell rang. Homeroom kicked

feeling. I finally convinced myself this was the right way to go. I got myself really excited to leave and could not wait for that stupid bell to ring! It felt like forever! My desk felt cold as I lay my head down. The teacher droned on about something you could tell my fellow students did not care about. Then it happened. What we have all been waiting for. The bell rang for school to be over and everyone bolted for their

Where the student cubbies are, I will also have center items in the top cubbies that the students can take to their desk to work on when the time is available to do so. In my classroom I will check roll once the bell has rung and all students are in their chairs completing their bell work. To check roll, I will walk around the classroom checking off the students as I assess how they are working. By checking roll and not calling names, I am not wasting time and the students are staying on task.

hear other sounds for this assignment, I can still hear small claps of a beat and an upbeat squeak of some kind of horn. Attached to my curtains are a string of old bells. The wind is picking up today and every time it blows a small gust through my window the curtain moves and the bells dance along it. They sound like tiny cow bells. The wind has also picked a fight with a small candle on one of my tables. I can hear the flickers of the flame trying to stay lit as well as it possibly can. And of