8th Grade

8th grade is the best!! Everyone looks up to you and everything. Plus I have an AWESOME pod. Meaning both I have great teachers and a lot of my friends are in my pod. There was only one teacher I knew about that taught the eighth grade, Mr. DeCarvalho, because everyone said that he was funny, and really easy going. I really wanted to get him, and I did. WOOHOO! He is our science teacher. Then there is Mrs. Avis who taught the 6th grade last year, and the year before. I didn’t have her in the 6th grade, but a lot of people in my pod did. She teaches Social Studies, and she is REALLY wacky, but she is funny. She put wheels on her podium so she could stand behind it, and walk around at the same time. She is hilarious. Then I have Mrs. Harris who is my homeroom teacher and my Language Arts teacher. She is really calm, but she is also really nice. I am pretty sure she is in her early 30’s, because she is married, but doesn’t have a kid, and I am pretty sure she wants to because she is always talking about her nephew. Then I have to go to Mrs. Steinhour for math. We don’t have a Gifted math teacher (its more advanced) in our pod, so I go to another pod. She is pretty nice I guess, but since she is the math teacher and we are learning Algebra 1 this year… Well, anyways, I am really excited about this year. Hopefully it will be better than last year.

Now playing: Schoolhouse Rocky by Schoolhouse Rock

Performing Arts Camp

Last week we went to performing Arts Camp which we went to Monday-Friday 9am to 12pm at Brookwood high school. We do this just about every summer. When we get there we were divided up into 3 groups according to age. I was put in the C group since I was one of the oldest there. Each of our groups would learn a different song, skit, and dance related to the theme of the performance (Wonders of the Earth) we would do on Friday. So, once we got there, we did a few drama related games and went off to our different classes. The C group had music first (probably my least favorite class). We learned the song we would perform on Friday just within our group and the opening song we would perform with groups A and B. Our song was about the ocean. After that, we went to drama. The first day you just play games, and most of the next day we did. We wound up having a kit about the rain forest. I had a leading role. Then, we had a break where we got a snack. After that we went to dance. Our dance was hard. We had to learn the last part of the dance on the day of the performance! At the end of the day, we would all gather in the theater and work on the opening song and the choreography to it. Then we would go home. I’ll post some pictures when we have them on our computer.

Tennis Camp- Day 1

Claire and I joined a day “camp” for tennis. Really, it is tennis lessons because it is on Mondays and Wednesdays. It was BURNING today. It was around 93 degrees. Imagine how hot it was out on the tennis courts! I was sweating majorly man. We only worked on forehand and backhand swings. You would think it would be easy, but since I have never played this sport I barely made contact with the ball. When I did though, they were pretty good. We don’t have to actually hit it within the lines yet though unless we played games. Claire hit the ball pretty much every time, but she would hit over the fence or sideways. It was funny, but that is not going to be good when/if we play matches. I’ll be sure to keep you posted on whether I improve or not.

Caviare and Frog Legs

Yesterday and today, we dissected frogs in science. It was pretty gross. As you probably guessed, it was a 2 day process. Yesterday we chose the frog of our choice from a big ol’ bucket of frogs in this solution (PU!!). It was gross, my partner made me get out our frog. Picture sticking your hand into this yucky smelling fluid through a pile of stiff, soggy, dead froggies. Then we each got 1 pair of gloves that we had to use today and save until tomorrow because we were “running low on gloves”, (my teacher doesn’t have to lie, there is whole cabinet full of latex gloves that everyone knows about. There must be a thousand pairs!). We didn’t even really need to use the gloves the first day, all we did was examine the frog’s external features. We were supposed to figure out if our frog was a boy or a girl frog by their thumbs. “Boys have bigger thumbs to hold the female while mating”…heh heh heh. Nobody could really see any difference in all the thumbs though so for day 1, our frog’s gender was a mystery. Well, when we were done with day 1, guess what my partner did. SHE THREW AWAY THE GLOVES!! I forgave her though. So, today was the gross day where we had to cut open the frog and cut out and examine our frog’s internal organs. Lucky us, no gloves. Well, SURPRISE! Our frog was a female. Boy, was she loaded, their were eggs EVERYWHERE! Behind her organs, in front of her organs, in between her organs, in her ribs! It was amazing, and gross… Why is caviare such a “rare” delicacy? Well, we were kinda frustrated because we got a small frog with cramped organs that stuck together and you couldn’t tell which organ was which. To let out some of our anger, we broke the frogs arms off. Ok, that was part of the reason, really it was because they were so stiff that we couldn’t move them out of the way of our “working” area. So we cut open the stomach to see any undigested food. We found parts of beetles, and guess what? This sick frog ate it’s own eggs!! At that moment, a kid in my class, “Brew”, threw his frog legs at us! I mean, one of the smartest kids in class who people get so annoyed with because he always tries to be an adult was immature! Well, that was the interesting stuff. THE END.

More Hair

Hey Dad, at least your hair doesn’t look like this!

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This is better…

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Here is a poll!!

If you could change your hair color for a while (I’m talkin like, a week or two here), what color would you change it to? I would probably make mine a darker brown.

Banged Up

On Sunday me, Dad, and Claire went to church with Nicole in Athens. Afterwards we were dropped off at Uncle Grant and Aunt Jami’s to spend the night. Fiona was excited because we were there to spend the night with her and the next day we would go to the park and sports time with her. The next day at the park, Fiona was swinging on these bars when she his her cheek and has a red spot there now. She got over it pretty quickly. Later, Michael was crawling down a slide when he suddenly face planted and his legs swung over his head. He was a bruise under his eye, but he got over it pretty quickly too. Is this family getting all banged up now or what? Uncle Ted, you better be on the look out for Cleo and Katie because next week is your turn.

Death Wishes

Not to upset anyone, but this is just to keep as a record. If I am ever in a coma or if I am a vegetable on machines, please only keep me on the machines for 2 years. I do not want my family to be torn apart like that lady Terry’s was. When I die, please bury me on consecrated grounds next to my mother. I would like to be cremated. Make sure I have a funeral too, and that that consecrated ground is not my backyard, or anybody else’s for that matter. Don’t lie about me saying something different than this. Do not lie about me showing any activity such as following a balloon around a room when I have not. Respect these wishes.

~Kelly Elizabeth Cashel

Rainy Easter

Easter was pretty different this year. For one thing, we went shopping for Easter outfits the day before Easter. Then, Danny wasn’t there in the morning to look for his basket. Which actually isn’t that different because he wakes up so late, but he didn’t get a basket at all. Which was too bad because his is the hardest to find, and we like to watch him look for it. Well, nicole and Danny arrived in time to go to church. We got there REALLY early and got to see a baby be baptized at mass. I have never seen a baptism before, so that was a treat i guess. when we drove to Grammalie and Grandaddy’s house it was pouring down, so we were wondering about what we would do about the easter egg hunt. This year we did not make a bunny cake but an adorable little easter basket cake. We did miss the Ettenshins this year at the Easter egg hunt. We wound up having it inside and on the screened in porch. Well, one thing was definitely the same this year. You guys can probably guess who got the silver dollar. Better not tell David if he doesn’t already know. Next event was dinner. It was kinda funny to me that we had a St. Patty’s dinner on easter. Not that I did not enjoy it, the food was delicious. We had dessert and the evening went on with the adults talking and Claire and I entertaining ourselves with Michael and Fiona. Then we all left and that concluded the our rainy Easter.