Weekly Review 9/29

My week was okay, I guess. It went by faster than all the other weeks. I didn't have much homework which was a complete and utter miracle. I got to see a friend of mine play soccer. Well, I got to see his school play. Varsity tied, 1 to 1. They aren't very great soccer players so it was not as interesting as I thought it would be. My weekend was pretty fun. I had a sleepover with my best friend. I’m actually writing this at her house. All in all my week was fun and it went by pretty quick. Hopefully next week is the same.

Joseph McCarthy

JOSEPH MCCARTHY

 

            Joseph McCarthy was born on November 14, 1908 in Appleton, Wisconsin

. His full name is Joseph Raymond McCarthy. McCarthy is the fifth of nine children.

He dropped out of grade school at the age of fourteen. He attended Marquette

University in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. At the University, he earned his law diploma.

          McCarthy was at first a Democratic, but then quickly switched to being a

Republican after he was overlooked as a Democratic District attorney. To improve his

political career, he dropped his position as circuit court judge and joined the marines.

  

          In 1946, McCarthy was elected the U.S senate. 11 years later, Joseph died in

Bethesda, Maryland.

Weekly review 9/22

This week was pretty bad. I was sick the entire week and I missed two days of school. The days that I did go to school were confusing. I missed those one plus one equals two days, as my guitar teacher would say. I wouldn’t say I’m behind, but I’m not exactly ahead of the class either. If I didn’t miss those few days, I would be doing okay right now. I wouldn’t have to sort of struggle to complete an assignment or test. This week would have been way better, but thanks to Mother Nature and her change of weather, I became sick.

Weekly Review 9/15

This week was the slowest and longest week ever. The days dragged on and on. I was staring at the clock inside the classrooms the entire time. Each day felt like an eternity. I hate having a slow week because all I feel like doing is going home and getting some sleep. During the week, I am deprived of sleep so those two days at the end of the week are like heaven. Finally the weekend is here and I can relax. I obviously still have tons of homework but that doesn’t stop me from sleeping in. This week just sucked.

Grammar Lesson

Lesson: Pronouns and antecedents

Darivette Cruz


THE FACTS: A pronoun is a substitute for a noun. It refers to a person, place, feeling, or quality but doesn’t refer to it by name. An antecedent is the word, phrase, or clause to which a pronoun refers, understood by the context. A pronoun and antecedent have to agree in three ways.

• Person refers to the quality of being.
• Number is the quality that distinguishes between singular and plural.
• Gender is the quality that distinguishes the entities as masculine or feminine.

 

WHY IT'S CONFUSING: Pronouns and antecedents can be confusing because there can be words between them.

HOW TO REMEMBER: The best way to remember is to keep the pronouns and antecedents near each other.

Pick the correct pronoun/antecedent and review orally in class:
1. The china has lost some of (its, their) luster.
2. A person needs to see (his or her, their) dentist twice a year.
3. Each of these companies had (its, their) books audited.

Try these on your own, then ask the teacher or a friend to review:
1. All of the players liked (their, his or her) coach.
2. These puppies still belong with (his or her, their) mother.
3. Somebody dropped (his or her, their) wallet.

Finally, try these for homework.
1. Nobody broke (his or her, their) promise.
2. Rick or Devin brought (his or her, their) guitar.
3. Most dogs are loyal to (his or her, their) owner.

 

Citation:  http://www.education.com/study-help/article/pronounantecedent-agreement_answer/

 

http://grammar.yourdictionary.com/parts-of-speech/pronouns/pronoun-antecedent.html

 

http://leo.stcloudstate.edu/grammar/pronante.html

 

New place, New views.

As my family and I drive up to our new apartment I notice most of the lawns

don’t look very well cared for. I assume the people here don’t care much about the

appearance of their front yards. As we walk to our backyard, plants from our

neighbor’s yard are poking through the fence into our yard. By the looks of it, our

neighbor really enjoys to garden.

          The grass in our backyard has been cut at our request. Our picnic table is a

different story. The paint and wood look like they are chipping away. It looks worn

down and is an eyesore. My family and I decide to take a look into our garage. The

roof is caving in slightly which indicates the landlord has not had a chance to fix it.

After the garage we go out into the alley.

          The alley is not overflowing with garbage, which is surprising. Our

neighbors are clean enough to keep their trash in their own cans. Some of the garage

doors have graffiti scrawled across them. Gang members must live around here. We

have to keep an eye out for them. The gangs have no respect for other people’s

property. I hope they don’t tag our building.

          Down the street there is a corner store. It holds many of the basic things we

need in a home; paper towels, soap, etc. There are many stores and restaurants. We

have plenty of places to go when we need to restock our pantry. We won’t have to

travel far to get what we need.

          There is also a high school which holds a diverse group of students. Some of

the students throw up gang signs which signals they belong to a crew or they are

trying to become a part of one. The school actually has a bad reputation. When I

walk by, the teenagers give me dirty looks and even try to talk me into a fight.

          We also have a park near us. When we arrive at the park, kids are running

around everywhere. One girl even comes up to me and says, “What’s your name? I’m

Sarah.

                  “My name is Darivette.”

                  “Would you like to play with me?”

                  “No, thank you.”

                  “Why won’t you play with me?”

                  “I have to leave the park soon.”

After that, the little girl runs off. This seems to be the only safe

place in our neighborhood. No gangs, no crazy teens. There is only the peaceful

frolicking of little children.

          My first night at our apartment seems to be calm. That doesn’t last very long.

Soon enough we hear loud yelling and the traffic noise down the street. I’m

pretty sure there is even a loud popping sound. My neighborhood is safe at times,

but not always.

          In the morning, our neighbors finally start to come out and welcome us. The

people who live on either side of us seem like the kindest ones. They don’t have a

mean look on their faces or any children that belong to a gang. They are also the

only ones who take the time to actually give us a real welcome. Our neighbors are

pretty old. This is probably a big reason as to why they are so kind. I guess we have

to get use to the fact that our neighborhood isn’t a united community.

         

Weekly Review 9/8

This week I had my first paper due in English class. It was actually the only paper I have had to work on since school has started. The paper was on my neighborhood. I struggled to write it because it had to be as if I first moved in. I could barely remember that day, so I just tried to put in whatever bits and pieces I could actually recall from that day.  This paper was the highlight of my week. Obviously, I am being sarcastic but in all honesty it wasn’t too bad. I could have had something worse to do for a paper.