Wednesday, March 20, 2024

Rami's Fourth Blog

 Agenda:

-Take a minute

-Blog Corrections

-Reader's Workshop

-Week 11: Q.Q.S.L.

-Black Author Projects

HW:

RJ 11.3- iReady (2 lessons), read, IXL, or iReady 20-30 minutes


First off- Sammy is a real one. They even apologized to me for selecting me for the blog. Secondly, Charles is admirable for going out of his way to select Eli for the previous blog, and I thank him for that.

Sammy begins to read the blog, but stops halfway because they can't really see it, so Ms. Nakada picks up where they left off. I'll have to text Devin later about Ms. Nakada attempting to say "gyatt," and tell them that if they want to experience such joys, they must attend school. 

I have the plushie Sammy called 'What The Gyatt' sitting across from me, peering into my soul as I write about its presence. (I've written down gyatt three times now- what's happening to me?)

Ms. Nakada announces to the class that they'll be writing down the lines of the week. Her announcement was followed by exasperated groans and sighs.

She talks about the author, Emily Dickinson, and how she wasn't allowed to write poems.

We talk about how Nobody is capitalized, showing that Nobody is somebody. And now Somebody is capitalized to show that Somebody is somebody.

Just listening to this poem and thinking about the punctuation feels... messy almost.

Ms. Nakada says that E. Dickinson wants to be Nobody, as in unknown and not famous, and is looking for someone who wants to be Nobody along with her. Being Somebody, as in being noticeable or famous, means she has no privacy and has to smile to please these strangers.

I think. Maybe.

ELI IS ACTIVELY BULLYING ME AND MAKING WEIRD NOISES!

Anyway, I'm signing off! These are my departing words,

My Departing Words--> (don't worry this clip is ok to play) [but it's really not].

"What the Gyatt."- Sammy


"Hiiiii this is Tali I just wanted to say hiiiii so hiiiii      okay byeeeeeee" 

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