Dear Spiro Athanas,
Hello There, My name is Jesus Shmall Leonard. In your story '' A Bag Of Oranges " I liked the it. Because It was a story of a boy who had a argumemt with his father, but after that argument he had with his father, then his father got into a car accident. The only reason that he was arguing with his father because he thought he was such an abarssing father to be with, just like the time when they were on the bus and he was abarring him then. And when he got hurt, he blamed himself for what happened to him.
I remebered that my cousin had a love one. Which was him and his older brother. They got into a big fight with each other, btu when it was all over, in a hour later we heard on the news that he got shot in the head by a gang banger, when being jumped on. And what caused the jump on was that his brother was already mad eariler, and the gang banger said something stupid, which mad his brother mad. So they got into a fight, and a couple of other guys joined in, and one of them shot him in the head. My cousin blamed it on himself because of that fight they had with each other. He was saying that if him and his brother did not fight, he would of came home earlier.
This is the same way as the boy father being hurt and killed after they big argument. And when they did they blamed it on themselves because they thought they killed their loved one, over soemthing they did. Which they should not be blamed for their death.
Sincerely,
Jesus S Leonard
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Letter To Gary Soto
Dear Gary Soto
In the story The jacket," I was reminded of when I was in 5th grade and I had a ring that I wore everyday in school. Everytime I wore the ring it gave me luck. It helped me pass my test, and it helped me through rough days, and etc... But when I went to 6th grade, It had gotten too small for me and I was upset, because my finger was too big for my ring. But in a few weeks later, I got over it, because I notced that I did not need it anymore, to make my day better, or my grades.
This story is about a boy who needed a new jacket and he wore it everyday to school. And he was very, very hurt, and embarrassed of it because of the way it looked, he got C's on quizzes and forgot the state capitals and the rivers of South America. It was just not his day, that was not supposed to happened that day in school.
But I really have insterested with this book because It reminds me that my sister was the same way, when that day she did not like the shoes she had on, but them was the only shoes she had that she could only fit.
In the story The jacket," I was reminded of when I was in 5th grade and I had a ring that I wore everyday in school. Everytime I wore the ring it gave me luck. It helped me pass my test, and it helped me through rough days, and etc... But when I went to 6th grade, It had gotten too small for me and I was upset, because my finger was too big for my ring. But in a few weeks later, I got over it, because I notced that I did not need it anymore, to make my day better, or my grades.
This story is about a boy who needed a new jacket and he wore it everyday to school. And he was very, very hurt, and embarrassed of it because of the way it looked, he got C's on quizzes and forgot the state capitals and the rivers of South America. It was just not his day, that was not supposed to happened that day in school.
But I really have insterested with this book because It reminds me that my sister was the same way, when that day she did not like the shoes she had on, but them was the only shoes she had that she could only fit.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Letter To Eugenia Collier
Dear Eugenia Collier
I Think that the story Marigold was terrific, Because Its about a woman named Miss Lottie who had marigolds that was in her yard, and it was always someone that hated them, of them saying, (the memory of those marigolds flashes across my mind, a strange nostalgia comes with it and remain long after the picture has faded. I feel again the chaotic emotion of adolescence, illusive as smoke, yet as real as the potted geranium before me now.Joy and Rage and wild animal gladness and shame become tangled together in the multicolored skein of fourteen going on fifteen as I recall that devastating moment when I was suddenly more woman that child, years ago in Miss Lotties's yard).
When I heard of the word Marigolds as the title I thought this story was about one person's life about how that person found something, like say for example, they found gold because of the word Marigolds, or something that made that person's life better in life. And my second thought was that I thought the story was about flowers. But I just have one question. What was the point and the reason for you to make this story about Marigolds? Because this story reminded me of my old friend and his new next door niebor.
Sincerely,
Jesus Leonard
I Think that the story Marigold was terrific, Because Its about a woman named Miss Lottie who had marigolds that was in her yard, and it was always someone that hated them, of them saying, (the memory of those marigolds flashes across my mind, a strange nostalgia comes with it and remain long after the picture has faded. I feel again the chaotic emotion of adolescence, illusive as smoke, yet as real as the potted geranium before me now.Joy and Rage and wild animal gladness and shame become tangled together in the multicolored skein of fourteen going on fifteen as I recall that devastating moment when I was suddenly more woman that child, years ago in Miss Lotties's yard).
When I heard of the word Marigolds as the title I thought this story was about one person's life about how that person found something, like say for example, they found gold because of the word Marigolds, or something that made that person's life better in life. And my second thought was that I thought the story was about flowers. But I just have one question. What was the point and the reason for you to make this story about Marigolds? Because this story reminded me of my old friend and his new next door niebor.
Sincerely,
Jesus Leonard
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