One cause of the civil war was slavery. The south was pro slavery and the north was against it. That caused the two to fight about it.
The battle of Gettysburg
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
blog promts
I found the writing easiest because I like writing. The notes because finding good sources was difficult. Yes, I got everything done on time and turned in. N/A
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
interview of Jon Tillman
Jon, What was it like being screamed at by evil Ackley? Jon responded by saying... "Man that was the scariest thing you could ever imagine." Jon, I have two more questions... number 2 how much courage did it take for you to leave? "It took a lot more than I thought it would." And Third question what was the scariest thing about Ackley? "He had a huge mole on his nose and every time he would yell at me it would seem like it lit up."
Monday, April 11, 2011
Free write
here ye here ye screamed the billy yank. Dun diddly skidley, you are all invited to my mmmmm.. dun skittles wedding. DUN DIDDLY SKITTLEY screamed the crowed! They had uh dun diddly never been more excited in their Dun diddly skidley life. Then out of know where a chicken ran across the field! BAWK! BAWK! BAWK! it Dun diddly skidley screeched. The billy yank grabbed the chicken, put his nose up to his beak and screamed as loud as he could...... Dun diddly skidley BAWK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the Dun diddly skidley chicken bawked back at him, then bit him. A few seconds later the billy yank died. Therefore making the chicken the new billy yank. Everybody from that day forward created a language called bawk talk.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Free write
(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Rebecca Black - Verse 1]
7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein’ everything, the time is goin’
Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend
[Rebecca Black - Verse 2]
7:45, we’re drivin’ on the highway
Cruisin’ so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right
I got this, you got this
Now you know it
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
[Chorus]
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Just because its Friday...
To begin with, Rebecca black is a 13 year old one of a kind singer. The way she says Friday is like no one else. It sounds like she is saying fried eggs. As you can tell from what has been said Rebecca Black is not a good singer... at all. Her parents paid $4,000 for Ark music factory to produce the song. And in all honesty you have to feel a little bad for her because people are making nasty comments. I can understand people being mad because people who cant afford to produce a song and have amazing voices and she can just get a song with a snap of her fingers.
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Rebecca Black - Verse 1]
7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein’ everything, the time is goin’
Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend
[Rebecca Black - Verse 2]
7:45, we’re drivin’ on the highway
Cruisin’ so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right
I got this, you got this
Now you know it
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
[Chorus]
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Just because its Friday...
To begin with, Rebecca black is a 13 year old one of a kind singer. The way she says Friday is like no one else. It sounds like she is saying fried eggs. As you can tell from what has been said Rebecca Black is not a good singer... at all. Her parents paid $4,000 for Ark music factory to produce the song. And in all honesty you have to feel a little bad for her because people are making nasty comments. I can understand people being mad because people who cant afford to produce a song and have amazing voices and she can just get a song with a snap of her fingers.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Blog prompt
Algeria, Algeria! screamed Joe. Algeria screamed while running away I hate you Joe, Hate you, hate you, hate you. never talk to me again! To begin with Joe decided to make a bad choice and say Algeria, you have a weird name... Isn't that a country? Algeria got really mad and said how dare you call me fat. That is why she went running and crying saying I hate you. The next few days Joe was looking all over for her and could not find her. He ended up never finding her and died a few years later.
Friday, April 1, 2011
UPFRONT Magazine
7. Over 200,000 African Americans fought in the civil war for both sides. They only really wanted to fight for the Union because they were fighting for their freedom. Sometimes they had to fight for the Confederacy which they did not want to do.
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