KATIE'S ENGLISH BLOG

Katherine Saad

        During my thanksgiving break, the first thing I did was go to drivers ed. It felt just like school because I would have to get up early and I wouldn't get home until four. Although the class itself was boring, my friend Katherine was also there, so that made it much better. Once we were done with class, we would go to the mall or Perkins Rowe. Four days later, we were done with the class, and we could finally relax.           On thanksgiving day, I woke up and watched the parade with my family. This is something I've done ever since I was little. Our thanksgiving meal didn't take that much time because it was just me, my parents, and my sister who were eating at our house. This year was very different because all of my other Thanksgivings were with my whole family, so it was nice to have a small meal with just us four. Once the holiday had passed, I spent time with my friends and took time to relax.

The Lord of the Flies emphasizes the gradual shift of leadership throughout the story. This is the cause of the changes in the behavior of the boys and the overall mood. One quote that exemplifies my thesis is “He walked slowly into the middle of the clearing and looked steadily at the skull that gleamed as white as ever the conch had done and seemed to jeer at him cynically (185)." At this time in the book, Ralph is fleeing Jack and his savages who want to kill him. According to the quote, the skull of the Lord of the Flies seems to have the same amount of, if not more, power that the conch did. Towards the beginning of the book, Ralph uses the conch to obtain power by give everyone a sense of  stability. On the other hand, Jack uses the "beast", aka the Lord of the Flies, to gain power over the boys with fear. As the skull gleams as white as the conch, Jack is now the ruler, and he has the most power.

Juliana Anna Katherine

[Piggy:] "I don't agree with all Jack said, but with some.  'Course there isn't a beast in the forest.  How could there be?  What would a beast eat?" "Pig." "We eat pig." "Piggy!" "I got the conch!" said Piggy indignantly.  "Ralph--they ought to shut up, oughtn't they?  You shut up, you littluns!  What I mean is that I don't agree about this here fear.  Of course there isn't nothing to be afraid of in the forest.  Why--I been there myself!  You'll be talking about ghosts and such things next.  We know what goes on and if there's something wrong, there's someone to put it right." He took off his glasses and blinked at them.  The sun had gone as if the light had been turned off. [...] "Life," said Piggy expansively, "is scientific, that's what it is.  In a year or two when the war's over they'll be traveling to Mars and back.  I know there isn't no b...

        When Anne was nine years old, she built a treehouse with her dad. When they had finished with the final touch ups, Anne and her dad stood back and looked at the pink and green masterpiece that sat in the tree. The year that followed, she spend every day after school in her tree house. Only, to Anne, it wasn’t a treehouse. It was a castle or a pirate ship, basically, it was anything Anne wanted it to be. One year later, on the first day of fifth grade, Anne did something a little different. Instead of retreating to her tree house after a long day of school, she went to her room to finish her homework.          “Tomorrow,” said Anne, “Tomorrow I will go to my tree house.”         Three years later, Anne came in from a day at the mall with her friends. As they walked back to her room, Anne caught a glimpse of the once pink and green tree house that slouched in the tree. She could barely remember the game...

Grace Anna Katherine