Personal Assistant

If I had to choose a personal assistant for this week it would be William Shakespeare. I would choose him because he is good at writing poems and plays. If I were to have him do anything for me, it would be my English homework and my poetry project. It would be nice if he could do this because he knows what he is doing with poetry, and I do not. He could make it a lot easier for me to succeed in English class. I would have him analyze my poem for I have troubles with that. He would also help me understand it so I would not need help with every poem I ever have to do again. I would also have him be my butler. He would carry everything for me and talk to everybody in that funky proper English. He would bring me snacks and drinks when I wanted them. That is who I would choose for my personal assistant and why I would choose him.

My Favorite Class

My favorite class is history because it is deceptively simple and gripping. The way the teacher, Mr. Ramirez, teaches makes it seem difficult but it is the easiest once you start trying. It makes history class one of the easiest classes ever. Mr. Ramirez uses a teaching tool called a guided reading. Some of them seem extremely complicated until Mr. Ramirez explains them. Not only is it the guided readings that make history class easy, but the vocabulary is also easy. History is a gripping class also because of how Mr. Ramirez teaches. He shows movies and videos on what we are learning and it makes it really fun. He also doesn't give so much homework that it becomes stressful and unable to concentrate in class. Although history class is easy we still learn what we need to. These are the reasons that history class is deceptively simple and gripping and also my favorite class.

Zombies

OSo A while back our neighbors stopped talking to us and we haven't seen their son since then. We think something may have happened to him because we go over there and try to talk but nobody ever answers the door but the other day we saw him taking the trash out and we just barely missed him. The trash, however, we could smell from a mile away. It smelled of dead animals and rotten body parts. That's when we said we need to know what's going on and we deserve to because we are members of the community to. So we decided we are going to go in there, invited or not, to figure out what is going on. We knocked on the door and noone answered. Then we tried walking in and for some reason their door was unlocked. We found everything practically untouched. Then we heard the weird noises coming from the basement. We went over to the basement door and there was scratching at the door and we decided the only logical thing to do was to call the police. When they arrived they beoke down the door and discovered the entire family had turned into zombies and the son seemed to be the source. He was the only one that didn't have bite marks. We then discovered that the family had kept animals to feed there son for they could not kill him. This lead to them being bit.