Blogpost #4. Moving Water, Tucson

In Moving Water, Tucson a teenage boy decides to ride a flash flood on a wooden plank. This cool idea quickly turned bad. After a few seconds he fell off of the plank and was thrown against a footbridge.

The way that the author wrote this story made it more interesting. It had a very fluid flow to it, because he didn't make it sound tragic when he died. At the end of the story it said "We saw him downstream smash against the footbridge at the end of the block. Water held him there, rushing on." The way he wrote the ending is like how he wrote the rest, very calm and peaceful. I really like this author's writing style.

Blog Post #3

In the early 1900's my great grandparents came to New York from Ireland. They left their country for better opportunities. After being settled in for a decade or so, they moved down to the south in North Carolina. North Carolina was where both my grandparents grew up. They inherited the "Southern" way of living from their society. They developed thick country accents. They also learned good manners.

In the south, people have better manners than up in the north. (No offense Cap'n J) I don't know if this is true. It is just an observation. Lots of young southerners always say yes m'am, and yes sir. These characteristics aren't true to all southern families, but for a lot of them it is. All These qualities have rubbed off on me and all of my family. Most of my cousins have thick country accents, and are always polite when speaking to elders. They are also good workers too. Everyone on my dads side of the family lives or works on a farm. So, when the farm needs help the kids are put to work, and are to be punished if they refuse. These characteristics have shaped who I am today.