To his friends, popular and handsome sixteen-year-old Nick Andreas has led a charmed life. But the guys in Nick's anger management class know differently. So does his ex-girlfriend Caitlin. Now it looks like the only person who doesn't realize just how far from perfect Nick's life has become in Nick himself. "Gripping."- Publishers Weekly "A quick and absorbing read. The situations and dialogue ring frighteningly true."- ALA Booklist
Breathing Underwater is an astonishing book. It is about a guy, Nick Andreas, who goes to anger management classes. He had a problem when he was going out with Caitlin. At first they were a great couple, but as the story progresses, Nick gets aggressive. But I can't tell anymore because it might get too far. I don't want to tell the whole story because it's kind of long. You have to read the story on your own. =)
After waking from a year-long coma, Jenna Fox is lucky to be alive. She is seventeen, although the only reason she knows this is because her family has told her so. She can’t remember her friends, yet she has no problem reciting Thoreau’s Walden word for word. She has been told she hates history, but can rattle off details concerning the California earthquake that happened years before she was born. Her mother is strangely overprotective, as though Jenna might shatter before her very eyes. As Jenna starts to venture farther from home, gaining more and more independence, she starts to question everything. Why can’t she remember her past?
As Mary Pearson expertly unfolds the story, readers are teased with hints as to why Jenna may be in this particular situation. She remembers bits and pieces as she becomes more independent and reaches farther from her parents’ protective wraps. We find out why exactly they are so sheltering and wonder at the lengths they went to for those protective measures.
Carefully crafting a coming-of-age tale, a little futuristic technology, and questions of moral ethics, Pearson will keep you on the edge of your seat until the last page. And even then, you’ll still want to know more about Jenna Fox. This novel also is also a great selection as an audio book. In fact, that is how I started it, but I couldn’t wait to find out what was going to happen. I knew I could read faster than the narrator could talk and switched to the print version. Either way, The Adoration of Jenna Fox will make you stop and think about family dynamics, the future of science, and the independence we all develop.
It is a must-read book! When you start reading this book, you won't be able to put it down. Too irresistible.
(Reading the Book, the whole Book) If you are interested* http://www.scribd.com/doc/12814237/Mary-E-Pearson-The-Adoration-of-Jenna-Fox
I haven't been writing on my blog since forever!! Well, I don't know exactly what to write... but I will do my best to get the info to you.
So, this summer was THE best of all summers (except the trip to California). All summer long, which is only 3 months long, was the visiting my grandmother in Kwethluk, visiting my other grandmother in Napaskiak and spending most of my time there, and taking long boat rides. Most of the time I was traveling from village to village with my family. Most of the times I was traveling by myself with my other family from Akiachak. I don't know..
It's been a long summer for me. But school has came so fast, and is passing by soo fast.
well I have to get to net class.
write more later.
I hate to say this....but school is almost out! It is crazy how school passes by so fast and you have half of your work complete for the whole school year. Did I say that right? Ah never mind. I still have some math indicators to take and I think I will be done for phase 18 and move onto phase 19 for High school math next year. I hope that VTC classes won't be as bad next year. I think I will do just fine. Graduation passed and I TOTALLY missed the whole thing. I just got here on time for the food =]. The whole thing passed and I was in Bethel. Crazy crazy me! Here is a picture of me and Nick...after I got back from Bethel. I'm soooo so happy that Nick is moving up to the level of High school. Yay! No just kidding. But I think that he has worked hard to move to High school. Also Anissum, Patrick, and Lyle.
As the whole village was taking picture of the graduates I took a picture of the Jr High class......so yeah another picture of the Jr high. It is pretty amazing. I took the picture with the computer I'm using right now......sigh I wish that the Jr. high was more bigger. You get what i mean? Like a whole bunch of people. But we have a small school.
Adolph Larson Jr & Chinace Egoak
(<3 luv brother and sister <3) ennng.
Here is a picture of me and my brother. This was taken years and years and years and years ago. That is a picture of a younger younger younger me. Just kidding!! I forgot when this picture was taken but......<3>
This picture was taken yesterday (5-6-09) during E.L.D class when Erin wasn't looking. *smile* I know, I'm not supposed to do that but I was bored. The desks were put together so that it looked like a big circle. Every Jr. High and High school is in the picture except for Patrick and I. Before I had taken the picture I told Anissum to look behind him and it snapped the photo. You see Anissum? Right as the computer was going to take a picture I said to him, "Anissum! Anissum! Look this way." Anissum looked this way and I started smiling. He shook his head and started smiling, looking away to work on his computer. As you could see also Erin is helping Carl with something on his computer and that is when I took a picture..When Erin was helping Carl =)... Jackie is doing something and it looks like Andrew is telling a story and has that look on his face. Nick and Sim are working on something, they are sitting between Carl and Andrew. You know, I don't think that my sister knows that I took this picture. She is looking at something or someone. Carl is just wondering, "Do I listen to Erin? or wait, what the heck am I doing?" I love this picture because everyone in there (except for Patrick and I) are doing something and have an expression on their face. Don't you think? Lets see if your paying attention.. I want you to look around in the picture, and tell me this....Where the heck is Kalila?.....Oh! You found him. Okay, I think that you are paying attention. One more thing before I end this post =D...Dance, dance, dance to the beat. Put your hands up in the air like you just don't care. Just kidding about there. Spot the picture, see what people are doing, what expressions are on their face? Put in as much words. Its really easy, so its all goot. Bye. ....
Hope you enjoyed that post...or reading it at least =)
P.S. What do you think is gonna happen next??
The best part of my life is having a best friend. Best friends are people who are there for you when you need a shoulder to cry on, to tell someone your secrets, and to have fun and laugh with. I have a best friend and I love her like my own sister. My best friend’s name is Jackie Joekay. She is a person that I know who will always be there for me when I have a problem, when I’m feeling sad, and when I need to tell her something important.
At church there were a couple of people that were there and it was almost packed because the living room was medium sized. Church was being held at Olga Mesak’s house and took 2 ½ hours to be done. While church was going on I just stood there and looked around Olga’s house, thinking of my bed. It seemed forever when church was almost over as people were lining up to get blessings from Father Victor. The line was getting shorter and I wanted it to go faster because I was tired of standing. I was behind Jackie and she was next to get blessings. After she got her blessings I walked up to Father Victor and also got my blessings. Jackie was already getting ready to go home and so was I. Before Jackie walked out the door I ran up to her and invited her to eat at my house. She accepted my invitation to eat at my house and we walked together out the door. Jackie and I talked about what we would eat when we get to my house. We both agreed that I would make French toast and my mom overheard, so I had to make French toast for everyone at home.
I came home and everyone was there including Jackie. The same as always Elizabeth, Adolph, Kayleen, Raeanne, Nastasia, and my dad (Adolph Sr.) Jackie and I made some French toast for my family and it took us about 25 minutes to get them finished. The French toast was done and my family, Jackie, and I ate two pieces of French toast that was still warm and yummy. There was one more piece of French toast on the table and my mouth was drooling for it. Elizabeth was still eating her first piece of French toast and I didn’t think that she would mind if I ate the last piece of French toast. My hand grabbed the French toast and I put syrup all over it and I ate it apiece bigger as I ate it. Elizabeth started acting like a baby and I just looked at her and told her to make another French toast for herself. My dad got angry and started yelling at my siblings and I. He was yelling about sharing food to our family and thinking about what we would have without food when we aren’t sharing. I felt guilty and my sister went to the room crying. My dad went to the room and yelled at her to go eat in the living room.
After eating the delicious breakfast, Jackie and I came into my room and started talking about the regular things we always talk about. My dad was still yelling at my siblings and me for no reason and I was starting to feel uncomfortable in my house. I didn’t want to be in my house because I was feeling sick. I started crying, quietly, so my dad wouldn’t hear me being scared. Jackie was listening to the argument too, and she realized how my dad was when he was pissed off. After a while, I told Jackie I wanted to go to her house after I stopped crying. It took me a while to stop crying, but I had to the courage to go out of my house because Jackie was with me. Jackie and I walked over to her house and I was exceedingly tired and sleepy. Jackie and I started talking about why my dad might get pissed off all the time. I had no idea what would make him like that and wouldn’t want to think of what made him like that. I cried a few times over at her house, but she was able to make me feel “at home” when we were sharing our secrets in her “special room” where we could talk about anything.
Having to feel comfortable, having fun, and laughing is having a best friend. I know that my best friend will never fail on me when I have problems or some serious things going on. Jackie Joekay has been through half of my life, spent times with me, and shared many stories to make us both feel happy. I love my best friend as to who she is and that she can always (well sometimes) understand me. Jackie Joekay is my best friend and I do not think anyone can change that.