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Week 16: Lines

Reader's Workshop

NaNo Submissions

HW: Novel Submissions Due Friday!

    I walked into class and took my seat. I hadn't written the blog for the past two days when I was supposed to because Ms. Nakada forgot to sign into her account on my computer. When she went to Yasmine's blog, Yasmine told her that she had already read it. Then, she called up Matthew, but he wasn't the one chosen. Then, when Ms. Nakada called my name I went up to begin writing the blog.

    When Ms. Nakada set up the blog to be written for me, we all had already watched the lines for the week titled, "The Danger of a Single Story," by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Everyone wrote down their notes for what they thought the lines were about, and then we began our five minutes reading session.

    Before the reading session started, Ms. Nakada said to someone, "Maybe you could read 6-7 poems." I wasn't really paying attention to who it was because I was writing the blog. After that, the reading session started. The room went silent and everyone began to take notes on each of the poems. The way we took notes on this was writing a three word summary for each poem. The only thing that could be heard in the room was other loud classrooms and the sound of pages flipping. 

    I heard Ms. Nakada say to someone when she peeked out of the classroom, "Go down the right side." I assumed she meant the stairs. By then, the timer for the reading session went out, and Ms. Nakada told us she was proud of us for not saying brainrot during the entire time. Then, we went over what we wrote for each poem. We also talked about food in books during this time, along with what the Vietnam war was about, and communists. Communism is when the government decides what everything costs, and everyone gets a certain amount of money.

    Then, we were allowed the rest of the period to work on our novel submissions. I couldn't do that, because I was working on my computer while writing this blog. My cover was on a Canva presentation, and I wasn't on my account. I was on Ms. Nakada's. Ms. Nakada un-submitted everyone's novels so they could get their excerpts. 

Before we knew it, the bell rang, we put up chairs, and we all left.