We were so close to home. We could see it. And what was I doing? I was so relieved and exhausted that I decided to take a nap. I can’t believe what happened. At that point, I had completely disregarded telling my crew about the bag, and I assume, thinking that the bag was full of silver and gold from Aeolus, my men opened the bag letting out all the wind out at once, blasting us all the way back to Aeolus. I just had no words to process it. Finally, after so long of drifting across the sea, wondering if my wife and son were doing well on their own, I had almost arrived home to be able to actually see them and hold them in my arms. I don’t really want to think about it much longer.
Hey! I’m back. It’s been way too long since I’ve last posted, and let me tell you, it has not been a good time. I thought we were going to have a quick trip to Troy then we would sail back home. But I guess the gods just weren’t into that. Just a heads up, we did not plan to go to most of the places that we went to on this trip and to be honest, some of the places were a bit sketchy.
Coming back into English, it seems like our class spent a long time with Carol Ann Duffy. I mean, we started the unit before the Chinese New Year, and after we started again, the class had to do an IO and then spend two more months analyzing her poems. Needless to say, I’ve learned a lot about her. Read more
Hi! How’s everybody doing? Now most of us are stuck at home, and, as to be expected, I’m having trouble with learning online. Read more
I made this propaganda poster primarily appealing to pathos for the purpose of advertising ISB as the best school to graduate from. In my experience of 13 years at this school, ISB is the best one I’ve ever went to, and since I’m leaving in like two years, I think it’s about time that the non-ISB students know that too. Read more
The following is a short personal narrative piece about meeting one of my best friends I met all the way back in elementary school. The narrative mostly focuses on the me as a person just trying to start a conversation with him.
An orange t-shirt, brown around the edges. That’s really all I remember he wore. I picture him with thick eyebrows, cause he was always so serious. Very thin, and deceptively fragile. I was always amazed by how quick he was. He usually didn’t say too much, but everybody liked him.
The book The Knife of Never Letting Go by Patrick Ness was a book recommended to me by my brother. After reading it, I now see why he liked it so much. Below are 4 things I like about the book.
Name: Daniel L.
Location: Beijing, China
If my house was to burn I would probably bring:
- My backpack
- A Pokémon handbook
- “The Power of Poppy Pendle” by Natasha Lowe
- A stuffed Pumpkaboo doll
- My banana pencil case
- My whatever notebook
- Thick winter socks
- Student ID
- A pack of origami