Monday, September 14, 2009
The Yellow Jeep With Black Stripes
Waiting there, aimlessly, nowhere to go. Where are his parents? Nobody knows. Does he? Shivering, pacing, and trying to swipe the snow off his brand new shoes. Tick tock. Time goes as fast a snail can travel across the world. Cars go by and yet the yellow jeep with black stripes is not one of them. The snow comes down softly, yet it hit his skin like a burn from a trampoline. Tub watches every flake as it flies past his face by the 60 mph breeze. The wind is carrying leaves and soft bristles from the trees whipping him in the face, as he stands their waiting for someone to pick him up. He spots a car, making its way up the windy road down below, he looks down with his eyes open wide. Is it his car? No. He walks away, not looking back, mad at the world. Why doesn’t anyone care about me? Why won’t they give me a cell phone? A million questions are going on in his head right now. Angry and confused, his cheeks begin to turn bright red; the color of a fly just being stepped on by a 6-foot size shoe. Black stripes appeared out of nowhere. They came around the bend as if they had been waiting for the right time to approach. Tub calmed down. He was no longer stuck in the middle of powdered ice. He was in a safe car ready to go home and snuggle in his bed with foot warmers nestled inside his socks.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Lies Lies and more Lies
Monday, September 7, 2009
Jonah at MHS
If narrated by Jonah, I think life at MHS would be very different. If all Bokonists ran MHS, since in Jonah’s opinion, the teachers would be like “Bokonons,” and they would be teaching their students in class trying to become Bokonists. Jonah would probably have Mr. **** as the ambassador of the “island.” Since he doesn’t leave his office normally. He doesn’t teach any classes, but yet all of his wisdom is spread throughout the school. I think the classes would function all around lies. The teachers would teach them the wrong things and say it’s the right thing. What do the students know? Just how in Cat’s Cradle, when you’re taught something and you don’t have the evidence to say it’s wrong, you just believe it. For example, with the ice-nine. It started out as such a made belief object, but then through Jonahs writing, he transformed it into a real live substance.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Chapter One- Call me...
Listen here, 200 years from now, nothing from my life is going to even matter. I am going to be far dead and my spirit will just be flying around the earth. What will be left? Who knows because since no one I know will be alive, i guess i will never know. Since that nonsense about the future is basically a bunch of bologna, I am going to tell you about my life.
(start of next chapter)