Book Essay

Shawndi Heidegger
Book Essay
Sophomore English
22 January 2008
When one thinks of a book, it is usually a boring thought and is probably a book needed to be read in class for a grade, not just a book to read for fun during one's free time. Where the Red Fern Grows is a book where one cannot predict what will come out in the end, but is an authentic story in which one will usually get sentimental.
Unpredictable is a way to describe this story because one is not expecting Rueben to fall on the axe in the middle of the night and kill himself while the boys are out hunting the 'ghost coon'. Or expecting Old Dan to die after getting ripped apart by the mountain lion. Nor does the reader expect Little Ann to slowly fade away after Old Dan has gone and drag herself to his grave only to finally die on top of it.
When Billy walks 30 miles over the mountains to pick up his puppies at the train depot, one figures that this is the life of a boy from the hills, who will go anywhere no matter how far to get what he wants. Then the reality of the story hits one when the town teases Billy mercilessly about his dogs, clothes, talk and finally beat him down for being a hillbilly. When the sheriff kicks the town kids off and takes Billy down to the store to get a soda-pop, Billy is overjoyed by the new bizarre fizzy taste in his mouth. The novel shows that Billy is truly a boy from way back in the mountains.
Towards the end where Billy and his dogs win the hunt, when the dogs die afterwards and the red fern growing to cover both graves Billy starts to question God's ways, one will get sad and overwrought by the style and way the author tells the conclusion of the story.
So one has this one question at the end of the novel: why should Billy have to suffer with his dogs dying after all he went through with them and to get them? The feelings one has at the end should not be something to be ashamed of because of the sketchy plot and dying story line.

Baby Poem

A baby is a miracle, a little part of us yet so different
Their cheeks are like a cashmere sweater just off the rack, but so much softer.
Their baby scent is an apple pie just come out of the oven. Yummy!
When you shop for them, you can't help but buy everything precious you see!
As they grow older, they grow cuter, and cuter, and cuter!
Babies can learn how to crawl,
But they already know how to bawl!
Their crib is a protector, keeping them safe during the night.
Little snores coming from inside make you feel so happy.
The “oohs” and “aahs” of people coming to see the new baby make you feel so proud.
Why do we love them so much?
'Cause they're a cold wintry day in front of the fire, all cuddly and warm.

"Things Fall Apart" so far

well its going great so far a bit slow and boring but it's staring to pick upa bit and get some action involved. i would never read this book on my free time just because of the way the cover looks and this is not the kinds of books i normally read. there are too many long names that are hard to pronounce for me, and that makes it hard for me to read quickly and understant it better.

silly sentences

1. A dreary Blake juggled Whitney while smelling flowers.
2. An over-excited dog killed Whitney beside the futon.
3. A silly shoe itched Carter under the couch.
4. The fat dog flew grumpily on the bed.
5. A wrinkly cow danced quickly in the bathroom.
6. The over-excited old man itched happily on top of the counter.
7. An over-excited old man farted while smelling flowers.

Writing Sample

Shawndi Heidegger
Writing Sample
Sophmore English
1 September 2007
My object is a picture from a family reunion. It is all of the grand-children and great-grand-children on my mom's side.
It is the summer of 2006 and my grandparents 60th wedding aniversary. All of my mother's brothers and sisters were there at the KOA that summer. It was at a KOA campground in Astoria, Oregon. My mom was planning for it to be at a campground on Flathead Lake, but it wouldn't work for some of the family to make it out from Washington. So she and her sisters from out there planned it for the campground in Oregon.
One of my favorite memories from that summer was going shopping the day before in Seaside. We had went to Seaside wiwth our older sisters and walked around town before heading down to the beach. We were all wearing pants and didn't have our swimming suits with us and really wanted to go in the water, so we did! It ended up, being around our waist, the highest the water got. Still having to walk back downtown we hung out on the beach taking pictures and trying to dry our pants. It didn't work. We walked through town with our wet pants rolled up, and then falling down, I think people were thinking we were crazy by the weird looks we were getting. Nike was our first stop on the way back, seeing as we saw an outlet mall along the side of the highway. Coming out with our new shorts we were ddry and ready to roll again.
This was one of the few times the whole entire Uskoski side has been together in a long time, and it will be for a long time.
Acually not all of the kids were there, some of my oldest uncles' kids weren't there and some girls waiting for their clothes to be done in the dryer.
I think if I lost this picture I would not freak out, but just get another copy from my cousin seeing as that's where I got this one.
This reveals that I have a strong realationship with my family and like to be with them.
The next Saturday, the sisters held a little get-to at this hall in Washington for all the friends of my grand-parents and brothers and sisters that are still alive.
The grand-children and great-grand-children on my mom's side of the family are posing for this picture at a KOA campground in Oregon. At a 60th weedding anniversary and family reunion.

My Response to Shirley Jackson's "The Lottery"

Shawndi Heidegger
The Lottery
Sophomore English
24 September 2007
“The Lottery” was stupid, barbaric, had kids involved, and had a strange culture. The characters were stoning people for the harvest, and it was the luck of the draw killings. The kids would gather stones beforehand. Then everyone would take these stones and kill the certain someone even if it happened to be your mother! It was nothing I had ever heard of before, and was not a common, everyday story. “The Lottery” was bad because it was vulgar, had younger generations involved, and had crazy traditions.

What i think about blogging

blogging is...cool? it has been real fun!