Tuesday, February 13, 2024

Declan's Fourth Blog

 Agenda:

- take a minute

- blog corrections

- reader's/writer's workshop

- Week 6: QQSL

- literature circles

HW: Read or iReady or IXL for 20 -30 minutes. 

We walked into third period class, and Marcus started to read his blog (it was very long). The one part that spoke to me was when he mentioned the 49ers at the Super Bowl (they should have won). Marcus finished up reading the blog, and it was time for who was going to get picked. Adrian and Ronan said to pick Isaac, and Marcus almost did. Then, Marcus' eyes went to Kingsley, and he was about to say 'Kingsley', but I stopped him. I said to pick Milan, and Milan said to pick me. And Marcus out of the blue, picked me.






We were handed three papers, all about us graduating and moving on to high school. We talked about the culmination, the dance with the 8th grade VIP section, and the trip to MB2 Raceway, and our Field Day Trip to UCLA. I am just excited for summer at this point. Ms. Nakada then told us to show the papers to our parents, and put our name on them.


We then moved on to the QQSL. The song of the week is, "If I Ain't Got You" by Alicia Keys, and I think she was good at the Super Bowl (better than Usher...). All of the QQSL of the week are about love, because it is the week of Valentines Day. I looked over and saw Milan singing to the song very enthusiastically. We then talked about what the song was about, which was how most people in life want money and fame, but the good people want true love. We then talked about the Super Bowl a bit more.

Next, we went to literature circles. Ms. Nakada went over the four roles the people in our group had to be. Time Keeper, Summarizer, Clarifier, and the Meaning Maker. We all went over who was in whose group. The bell rang, and we all headed to 4th period. Goodnight.



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