Scribe: Thu 11.13.2008
Period 4
Today in Period 4 we started the day by switching seats. After getting into groups with our new group members, we all got to know something about our group members. Each person in the group wrote something that they find interesting about themselves, and the other members of the group tried to guess who this was. Following that, we played a round of guessing the word phrase. Today’s topic was a phrase with two words in which the last two letters of the first word are reversed to start the next word. For example, some of the answers were “heart trauma” and “air rifle”. We then thought of our new team names and worked on our tone worksheets. Today’s worksheet was about the tides of the ocean. Based on the tone, the tides were presented as being almighty and powerful compared to the other parts of the ocean. We also learned that sometimes the use of negative words to describe other parts of the sentence contribute to making a certain part of the sentence stand out as positive. In the last few minutes we went over the tone worksheet with Sylvia Plath’s poem, who committed suicide by putting her head in the oven, all while baking cookies for her children? And then the bell rang. Tomorrow we have an essay! We also have our tone worksheets that we have to do tonight. 
–Olivia
Period 5
Today was a big day for Eldridge’s 5th period. New groups! They are as follows:
-The Procrastinating Mavericky Shakespereans (aka PMS)
-The Pentacular Pentagons
-The Gumdrops of Doom
-Werd
-You Kids Rock (I think, I wasn’t able to get that one until the very end, so I apologize if I got it wrong)
and…last but not least…
-THE BLONDE GLASS PUDDLES!!! (naturally the best group)
Sadly, the married couple wasn’t allowed to be united in the same group (though they bicker, they just can’t survive apart from each other!). And despite his begging and praying, Dessouky didn’t end up in the same group as me. He was devastated, though he tried to make up for it by naming his group the Zach Glassers. He was voted down by the rest of his group (the ones that aren’t infatuated with me). We then played an icebreaker game to get to know our new group members. We each wrote a fun fact about each other that nobody else knows on an anonymous piece of paper and the group had to guess whose fact was whose. Then we had to pick out our group name, which came naturally to some groups but left other groups fighting (including the Puddles). After settling into our new seats, we played one of Eldridge’s crazy word games; in this one you had to take the last two letters of the first word and reverse them to form the first two letters of the second word, e.g. flat tax or civil liberties. I was able to get two, Detroit Tigers and Cedar Rapids, helping the Glass Puddles tie for second! The wonderful disaster drill gave us a shortened period, so after fun time we had to rush through our tone worksheet. It was about how the author defied conventional rules by putting her sentences in the negative to create a more powerful tone. And that’s all folks!
-Zglass
P.S. No Bedford Reader tonight (yayyy!) but we have to do Tone #8 as homework, Eldridge won’t be here tomorrow, and there’s an essay tomorrow (booo!)
Filed under: Daily Scribe and tagged new groups, Sylvia Plath, The old married couple
so i’m pretty sad i had to leave (white) bread and butter
we had some good times there. but now i’m the only girl at my table. I think our name is ($$$)…i don’t think Mr.E accepted our other one. anyways, i find it interesting that Sylvia Plath committed suicide…does anyone else? i mean she was doing well by writing all these amazing poems, so why kill yourself? i know she probably wrote such good poems because she was a wack job, but i find it sad that she had to resort to that! especially with her children around!!!! okay well that’s what i believe. have a good night everyone!
-hayley
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These new groups will be interesting…
Bicarbonate has dissociated into carbonate ions and hydrogen ions…
And I still don’t really like the name Cornbread (I’ll get used to it soon).
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Sylvia Plath did commit suicide by sticking her head in the oven and turning on the gas. I think first however, she baked placed out bread and milk for her children and sealed the kitchen off from the rest of the house and also left a note for the neighbor to call the doctor and she had arranged for someone to come and take care of her kids.
So at least she wasn’t careless? She’d attempted to suicide before and this time, after her husband left her she succeeded.
I thought the poem was really vivid she seemed so fascinated by the fact that she’d cut the tip of her finger off. It seemed very detached, tone-wise, even though there was a hinge in the middle of the passage, : )
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There is actually an entire kind of autobiographical novel about Sylvia Plath called The Bell Jar. I remember reading maybe half of it last year but I got so tied up in other things that I never got to finish it. I remember that it was first written under a fake name to hide Plath’s crazy ways. I believe it went into detail about the three suicide attempts that she tried to commit. However, the third one, which I mentioned above, she actually did succeed in. It’s crazy for me to think how this woman put so much into her own suicide, but simultaneously, wanted to reveal all of this self-hate to the world in a book.
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She wrote about three suicide attempts, the third of which worked? And she wrote about it? Hm…
We like others to know about our pains for some reason. We love it. If you don’t believe me, take a look at Facebook statuses, many of which are “Name is tired of this crap” or “Name is so, so hurt.” I’m not sure what people expect, revealing their depression (or otherwise overreaction) to the world. A sympathetic word will not cause our pains to cease existing, but we enjoy it when others try.
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I miss bicarbonate.
it’s just not the same without my fellow polyatomic ion friends. Annnnddd, i miss our picnics consisting of Colleen’s amazing food-i thought it always smelled good. O well…
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yeahhh i miss our old group tooo =[[[
our picnics..
puahahha
i’ll still…give you food t-l pierson
haha
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Jordan, as I said, I never finished the book. But from what I do remember hearing about it, she wrote about her first two attempts and she even wrote about the future third attempt with she was going to attempt. I think I’ll finish it finally.
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We are not married Glasser!
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