Camazacamads
Mara Researcher
Camden Questioner
Marissa Summarizer
Zach Illustrator
Anneliese Word Wizard
Carol Connector
Danielle K. Scene Setter

The Awesomersests
Kasey Passage Master
Tristan Researcher
Bradley Questioner
Anna Summarizer
Kurt Illustrator
Bree Word Wizard
Adam Connector

No Name Yet
Danielle S. Connector
Brianna Scene Setter
Kyle Passage Master
Hunter Summarizer
Abby Word Wizard
Sydney Illustrator

Second Period Literature Circles

No Name Yet
Emily A. Passage Master
Max Researcher
Zach Questioner
Monika Summarizer
Isaiah Illustrator
Michaela Word Wizard
Aliyah Connector
Emily F. Scene Setter

No Name Yet
Sarah F Scene Setter
Rachel Ray Passage Master
Emily J. Researcher
Johnny Questioner
Tyler Summarizer
Madeline Illustrator
Lydia Word Wizard
Kyler Connector

No Name Yet
Jennifer Questioner
DaKoda Passage Master
Audrey Summarizer
Austin Illustrator
Daniel Word Wizard
Jared Connector
Doug Scene Setter

Third Period Literature Circles

The Cholos
Emylee Passage Master
Luke B. Researcher
Matt Questioner
Vashti Summarizer
Chris D. Illustrator
Colin Word Wizard
Sarah K. Connector
Kody Scene Setter

Red Badge of Criticism
Marin Passage Master
Stuart Researcher
Tori N. Questioner
Grace Summarizer
Cassie Illustrator
Alex Word Wizard
Brittany Connector
Patrick Scene Setter

The Lit. Circle
Tori T. Word Wizard
Joshua Questioner
Emma Passage Master
Coord Summarizer
Caroline Illustrator

Fourth Period Literature Circles

Pencil Pushers
Luke A. Passage Master
Cayla Researcher
Patrick Questioner
Savannah Summarizer
Jon Illustrator
Steve Word Wizard
Sarah C. Connector
Robert Scene Setter

Literature Octagons
Kristina Passage Master
Allison Researcher
Tom Questioner
Megan K. Summarizer
Jill Illustrator
Alex Word Wizard
Nathan Connector
Megan Scene Setter

Mule Drivers
Lewis Connector
Sarah S. Scene Setter
Deborah Passage Master
Gianna Summarizer
Maressa Illustrator
Cara Word Wizard

Those missing reading logs must read the normal 280 or 320 minutes!

The Cholos
Emylee Passage Master
Luke B. Researcher
Matt Questioner
Vashti Summarizer
Chris D. Illustrator
Colin Word Wizard
Sarah K. Connector
Kody Scene Setter

Red Badge of Criticism

Marin Passage Master
Stuart Researcher
Tori N. Questioner
Grace Summarizer
Cassie Illustrator
Alex Word Wizard
Brittany Connector
Patrick Scene Setter

The Lit. Circle
Tori T. Word Wizard
Joshua Questioner
Emma Passage Master
Coord Summarizer
Caroline Illustrator

Fourth Period 8th Grade Literature Circles

No Name Yet
Luke A. Passage Master
Cayla Researcher
Patrick Questioner
Savannah Summarizer
Jon Illustrator
Steve Word Wizard
Sarah C. Connector
Robert Scene Setter

Literature Octagons
Kristina Passage Master
Allison Researcher
Tom Questioner
Megan K. Summarizer
Jill Illustrator
Alex Word Wizard
Nathan Connector
Megan Scene Setter

Mule Drivers
Lewis Connector
Sarah S. Scene Setter
Deborah Passage Master
Gianna Summarizer
Maressa Illustrator
Cara Word Wizard

Literature Elements

1. Irony: The difference between what appears to be and what truly is

2. Simile: A comparison of objects using ‘like’ or ‘as’

3. Metaphor: A comparison of one object with another and ascribing to the first object one or more attributes of the second

4. Alliteration: The repetition of initial consonant sounds

5. Foreshadowing: The presentation of material in a work in such a way that later events are prepared for

6. Conflict: The struggle that grows out of two opposing forces

7. Plot: The story line

8. Point of View: The vantage point from which an author presents a story

9. Setting: The environment in which a story takes place

10. Theme: A central idea

11. Hyperbole: An exaggeration to make a point

12. Characterization: The development of a fictitious character through a character’s actions, words, thoughts and feelings, appearance, another character’s words or thoughts about the character, and the author’s opinion of the character.
* Flat: A character constructed around a single idea or quality; a stereotypical
character
* Round: A character sufficiently complex to be able to surprise the reader
without losing credibility; a realistic character.
* Static: A character that most likely does not change during the story.
* Dynamic: A character who develops or changes as a result of the action of
the plot.

13. Allusion: A figure of speech that makes brief reference to a historical or literary event, or object.

14. Personification: A figure that endows animals, ideas, abstractions, and inanimate objects with human form.

Know the Plot pyramid:

Exposition: Introduced to the “Youth” waiting in his hut reflecting on his mother’s pleadings to keep him on the farm and away from the battlefield.
He also considers the possibility that he might run in fear from the battle.

Inciting Incident: He considers the awful possibility that he might run in fear from the battle – and indeed – he does flee once the fighting begins (negative turn)

Rising Action: In his mind – and on the run, he now tries to convince himself his flight is as natural as that of the squirrel at which he throws a pine cone.

Terrified by his discovery of a corpse seated against a tree, the youth joins a company of injured soldiers, wishing all the while that he, too, were hurt. (That he had a red badge of courage)

His horror mounts when he realizes that the tall, gravely injured man marching relentlessly beside him is an old friend, Jim Conklin.

The youth and a “tattered soldier” lead Jim into the woods where he dies a hideous, racking .

Henry then deserts the tattered soldier, last seen wandering aimless and confused – an image that is later to haunt the youth. (negative turn)

Curiosity keeps Henry near the vicinity of the battle. Trying to gain information, he clutches a retreating soldier’s arm; the enraged soldier smashes his rifle down on the youth’s head. (negative turn)

A “cheerful soldier” supports the injured Henry and returns him to his own regiment.

His fellow soldiers assume that Henry was injured in battle. Wilson, a young soldier whose boasting used to irritate Henry, now tends Henry’s wounds; a few days of battle have transformed Wilson, making him genuinely humility.

These two overhear their superiors discussing the decision to send the regiment on a charge which will leave most of the “mule drivers” .

They are angered by the insults, and the two are spurred on to lead the charge, bravely picking up the flag when the color sergeant is killed despite the fact that many of their comrades are and fleeing. (positive turn)

While the insulting officer criticizes the regiment for making a mess of the charge, Henry’s own superiors are impressed by his bravery and that of his friend. (neg and pos turns)

Weary, the regiment is astonished to learn that it must lead another charge.

Despite the overwhelming odds against them, Henry’s regiment routs the enemy takes enemy’s flag and four prisoners.

Henry’s victory celebration is short-lived, though; he cannot forget the tattered soldier he deserted.

Climax (Turning Point): Still, he decides, he can utilize his own sin by vowing to remember that mistake and learn from it how to deal with others gently.

He grows up, and realizes how immature his thoughts of being a hero and glorifying war were. He now realizes that through this challenge (the war) he at first failed, but then he recovered, he didn’t give up and he learned from his past failure and fought through. He grew up through this challenge and realized that was what being a man is all about. It isn’t perfection or being a hero, but it is facing up to all your failures and faults and learning from them.

Essay Question: Suffering and the redemptive power of suffering is a common theme in the Bible. Consider for example, the book of Job; Romans 5:3-5;
2 Corinthians 12:7-10; 2 Corinthians 1:3-4, and John 12:24. The “red badge of courage” that Henry Fleming is so anxious to wear is also a badge of suffering. Because of his own suffering and the suffering he witnesses, Henry is changed. In your own life, how has suffering, great or small, changed you?

Falling Action: Mainly, his thoughts of coming to terms with his failures and realizing he has changed, matured, and been redeemed through all his suffering and is now a man.

Conclusion/Aftermath: Like the sun that breaks through the clouds after the storm, at the end, Henry’s thoughts leave the battle behind him and illumine a future peaceful existence. He has become a man.

From whose point of view is this story told?
Protagonist (The Youth) Henry Fleming during the Battle of Chancellorsville, in May 1863.
Irony: Henry goes into one of the charges not for country, or God, or for honor, or glory, or any of the expected reasons for battle, but purely out of anger for being called a “mule driver.” Henry simple wants to prove the insult wrong!

Another major incident that is ironic is the way Henry receives his “red badge of courage.” He doesn’t receive it in battle, but instead he is hit by another deserting soldier trying to get away from Henry.

Key Words:

Homeric – epic, heroic

Impregnable – able to resist attack, unconquerable

Corporal – a noncommissioned rank in the armed forces above private first class and below sergeant

Picket – a detachment of one or more troops advanced to warn of an ememy’s approach

Johnnies – short for “Johnny Reb” – soldiers in the Confederate army

Sagacious – wise

Paean – a song of praise

Philippic – denunciation

Ague – shivering fit

Harangue – angry speech

Implike – demonic

Lugubrious – Excessively dismal or mournful – the way Wilson spoke when he first gave Henry his packet of letters

Charnel – A house of the

Obdurate – hardhearted – unrepentant, stubborn; obstinate; inflexible

Prodigious – wonderful, amazing – of great size; power; enormous; huge

Stoical – showing indifference to joy, grief, pleasure, or pain; calm and unflinching under suffering, bad fortune

Themes:

KEY THEME: Man vs. Himself (Will I run from the battle or will I stand and fight?)
The redemptive power of suffering
Person grows and matures through a challenge
Coming of Age
Reason and Instinct
Survival and
Courage and Fear
Empathy and Self-Preservation
Man against man

Know the Three Eternal truths.
1. Things and People are not what they seem.
2. There is a battle going on.
3. In the battle, you have a crucial role to play.

Know Communication statements.
1. Communication always has consequences.
2. Communication always has eternal consequences.

Know the Bible in a nutshell sentence.
God working in history to restore relationships with people like us.

2. WHAT IS THE BEST THING THAT HAS HAPPENED TO YOU SO FAR IN YOUR LIFE?

DUE TOMORROW!!! 11/13/08

MONDAY: Both Periods 3 & 4 Reading log 11/10-11/16 due on Monday - 11/17.
REVIEW FOR TEST OVER “Red Badge”

TUESDAY: Test over “Red Badge”
We will turn in books and 3rd period will start reading “Across Five Aprils” up to chapter 4 and 4th period will read “Rifles for Watie” up to chapter 4. Due 11/25

WEDNESDAY: Free reading.

THURSDAY: Bring Daybooks
BOOK FAIR!!!!!! 11/20. Bring your money and buy into some excitement!!

FRIDAY: Read “A Day’s Pleasure” starting on page 86 in your Textbooks, and be prepared to talk about the importance of setting in this story. Read and be prepared for a quiz and a discussion of the story by 11/21.

MONDAY: Both Periods 1 & 2 Reading log 11/10-11/16 due on Monday - 11/17.
Free Reading
Go to my website and write in the “search” box “Hatch on Holden” and leave a comment. You need only to write your first name and that you read the post. You can also say more if you want.

TUESDAY: 1st Period read “Tangerine” up to page 65. Due 11/18
2nd Period read “View From Saturday” up to page 57. Due 11/18
Lit circles due 11/18. Lit circle jobs are on bulletin board and on my website.

WEDNESDAY: 1st and 2nd Period 7th Grades will read “To Build a Fire” by Jack London starting on page 116 in your Textbooks, and be prepared to talk about how setting in important to this story. Read and be prepared for a quiz and a discussion of the story by 11/19.

THURSDAY: Bring your Daybooks – We are going work on essays – bring your creativity.

BOOK FAIR!!!!! 11/20

FRIDAY: Share time!

This miracle event happened just two short summers ago, and like Nadia in the book, I learned a lot about turtles and about myself. Hope you enjoy my story.

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“Hatch on Holden Beach.”

I call this turtles into the wild. I call this one of the coolest events of my life. I call this story the fulfillment of one of my life time goals!
My wife’s parents live near Holden Beach, North Carolina, and we make the trip about every other summer. My folks live in Lewistown, Montana, and so we alternate each summer. When we visit her folks we usually rent a beach house with some of her sisters and brothers. She has 6, and so usually someone is down at the beach. Holden Beach was a steam room this August 5, and I am not one for heat or humidity, and I had decided to hang out in the air conditioned beach house the entire week, but when I heard that there were 20 or so loggerhead nests along the strip of beach - pregnant with possibilities - I decided to take a swim in my own sweat in order to realize one of my lifetime goals.
Baby Loggerhead turtles are unpredictable when hatching, but usually they hatch in the evenings and follow the moon’s rays into the vast and deadly Atlantic ocean. So, with camera in hand, I walked The Green Mile (Actually it was about 100 yards) to the steamy, hazy, sand-infested beach to witness a miracle of nature. In the evening haze we could just make out the white foamy waves rolling in, and red bouncing lights near the small oat covered dunes. What are those lights? Could they be giant red fireflies? No, they were the intrepid and excruciatingly patient turtle watchers with special red coverings over their flashlights so as not to disorient the little loggerheads march to the sea.
There just happened to be a nest right in front of our beach house, but unfortunately there was no hatching going on. We asked the professional watchers what are chances were of seeing any, but they said to try the next nest about a 150 yards further down the beach. Reluctantly I exposed my bared feet and ankles to the forever sticky and infuriatingly uncomfortable sand particles for the entire 150 yards. It was pure torture. At the next nest, and each nest is carefully covered with a grate to keep out dogs, coons and sea gulls, the red lights were bouncing excitedly, but still no loggerheads. Once a nest is located the professionals were telling us, they put the grate on, put up a sign and cordon off the nest with red warning tape not unlike the yellow tape at a crime scene. After a certain amount of days, the approximate time for the hatching, they dig a trench about half way to the sea in order to give these walking fast-food snacks for every predator a ghost-of-a-chance for survival.
When we arrived we found the grate removed, the nest collapsed a bit (indicating that hatching was occurring), the trench cleared, and a large lamp placed at the end of the trench. The lamp, I was told, was to orient and speed the little reptiles down the trench toward the sea. Loggerheads need to flap, wobble, and scoot a certain amount of beach feet in order to imprint Holden Beach into their animal data bases so that years and years from now they will be able to come back to this very beach and lay more eggs (about 100-120 in each nest). It is really quite
phenomenal, even spiritual to me. After waiting an eternity (actually 20 minutes) I asked the Turtle Watchers what the devil was taking so long. They informed me that the process of breaking out of their shells is exhausting work for the little guys and often after breaking out they fall asleep - of all the nerve! Here, I’ve been waiting twenty minutes, and these extremely rare and endangered infant turtles can’t accommodate my schedule.
Another twenty minutes go by and impatience wins out. I leave the trench, the nest, the bobbing red lights and trudge through the hellish 150 yard sand trap they call a beach paradise back to our beach access, or as I would say, my air conditioned, no sand zone access. Salvation is just in sight when the professional Turtle Watchers at the nest in front of our beach house exclaim, “The nest has collapsed!”
My party decides to wait and see. I weakly protest, but curiosity wins out. Ten minutes later they break the surface. Struggling under a foot or more of packed sand they dig and dig and dig flapping their legs like Popeye rowing madly after his Olive Oil so as to lift off from the sea they propel themselves into the steamy humid sea air. I choke. A flipper, then a head breaks the surface. The grate comes off, and surgically gloved hands gently lift the loggerhead into a plastic bin. The only noise are its fins bopping the side of the bin trying desperately to reach the bright light at the end of the trench.
No more humidity, no more sticky heat, no more gritty sand between my toes and other unmentionable places, no more complaining! Pure bliss! Surrealism. Tears. Bundles of darkest green sand dollar sized dynamos, unstoppable in their purpose with flailing flappers fill the bin. One, two, three…fifteen, sixteen, seventeen…let them go. The gun goes off, and the race for survival begins. My hands are shaking as I try to steady myself for the procession of loggerhead babes headed haphazardly down the trench toward the light, their moon. I can barely hold my camera still, and there in my foggy lens I spot the first turtle flying helter skelter into the lantern’s light. I push the shutter to catch this race for life when another gloved hand shoots into my viewfinder and carries away my forest green subject and quickly places it into another plastic bin, and she shouts, “One!”
The march, well sort of a march, continues until one hundred and eleven baby loggerheads, of which, about twenty at a time are lifted into another bin and walked the last 40 feet into the surf where they are dropped out into the sea never to be seen again. Their fate is somewhat hard to talk about. Of the 111 loggerheads I saw so painstakingly watched over by the professionals, not one will survive to adulthood.
I stumble back into the air conditioned beach house. I can breathe again, but barely. It is hard to fathom this miracle I’ve seen. I’m still trying to comprehend it.