The learning habit I would like to focus on is Discussion and Listening. I would like to focus on it because I don’t like talking in class and I think I should be talking. Talking is something that I don’t enjoy doing so I think pushing myself will be good. When I don’t talk in class, teachers might have no idea if I get what they are saying. Most of the time I do get it, or they are just not being clear, and that’s their fault, not mine. I just don’t raise my hand and say if I don’t understand something so that’s what I want to work on.

How is it, that camels are a lot of us. I tend to my camels every day, and the behave a lot like us. Some must be pampered, like my sister. Some take all the work willingly, Just like me. Some of them are old and wise, like Grandfather. Some younglings are wild and crazy, as my cousins are. And some are fat and lazy like Auntie, well, lazy for a desert lady is different from people who stay in one spot; but you get the point. Just like humans, you can become best friends with a camel, and when that camel leaves you, you feel the same pain as if It were a human passing to heaven. They carry the weight of so many things, burdens, and our stuff. Sometimes, I wish I were a camel, then I wouldn’t be forced to marry anyone, and I would just have fun until the day I die.

“I name the camel Mithoo for the sweetness of his nature.” page 20

Why? Just why? I’m twelve years old, would my parents put me in this situation if they were a twelve-year-old again? They would say they would, but really they would feel the same as me. I am lonely and afraid, and here is the reason why. I grew up wandering the desert, breeding camels and taking care of them. We started to plan for my sister’s wedding, and that was all fun, but things went downhill when my grandfather died in a sandstorm. We traveled to my cousin’s house, for my sister was due to marry there in a few months. Then her future husband got shot, and we decided she was going to marry the man I was supposed to marry. I know in my heart that this is fair, she is the older one. But my part of the bargain now, it horrible, I am due to marry a rich fat guy with three wives, in exchange for my cousin’s land. He has sent me many beautiful gifts, and he was never mean to me, but it is still not fair. So now I am just waiting out the days until she is married to my husband and I am sent off to live with an old man and bring him sons, what fun. So my life may not be the best, though I can’t say it’s not interesting.

“What a trap they’ve laid! Phulan is the eldest so she must marry first. She is ripe for marriage. Dadi knows that, and he wants it done quickly. Murad is ready too. Because I am not of age yet, I am to be sacrificed to keep the Bargain!” Pg.192

hello my name is Bell Baxter, I am in the artisans guild with my best friend Aurora Benett. we work on cast sculptures out of bronze and wax by using a cast made of poop. We sell them to castles and churches, and sometimes we make them personal so buy one today.

The respiratory system takes oxygen in, and gets carbon dioxide out of the body. It also transports air to the blood. We have discovered that the respiratory system works VERY closely with the circulatory system, and that the lungs are enclosed in a pair of tough pleural membranes. We wonder, if someone has a blood clot, will it stop oxygen flow within the circulatory system? Would would it cause them to have trouble breathing or stop breathing? What happens if air gets into the bloodstream.

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in this drawing I drew the add for myself thing and I made me as an anime character. I like this one becasue I like drawing anime and it looks good and I didn’t try that hard. 🙂

Today, I will be a knight. Fourteen years of hard work has payed off. I have also taken a great deal of trickery and lies; I am a knight, yes, but I am also a girl. My name is Maggie, but when I am a boy I am Masson. I have always wanted to be a knight, and my mother before me. But my mother was caught and was forced to become a noble, even though it wasn’t bad. There were worse reputations out there, but that was why Mother wanted to be a knight, to protect them.  and was watched carefully 24/7 for a few years. My Father was a knight, before he died in battle,and he left Mother and me with us in his old knight castle and an acre of land. I know if he was alive he would never let me be a knight, but Mother completely supports me. She cuts my hair for me, she makes me look like a boy the best she can. After lying in bed contemplating my thoughts I jump out. My short blond hair is messy but I ignore it for now, I go down stairs into the dining room, people greet me with me boy name, even though I have been using it for fourteen years it still sounds wrong. Masson this, Masson that,

“Good day Masson,”

“Time for your holy bath Mason,” the bath where I wash away all of my sins, oh God, oh God help me. I completely forgot! Oh there is mother, she can help me, oh good. I can take it alone. I’m going into the room, there is the room, I see the room. Okay, good, it really is empty. The basin is full, cool, so, now I undress and get in the tub? Yeah that sound right. Off with the shirt, off with the pants, into the basin. I step into the tub, and ease your way in there you g- Oh! Cold water, very very cold water. Sink in nice and slowly there you go. No just wash a way your sins. It’s not going to be long, you haven’t committed that many sin- wait never mind I might be in here for a while…

It’s been ten minutes, I think I’m done, okay Magg- Masson. Wait who’s knocking on the door? They can’t come in here! I have worked so hard for this, fourteen years, I have waited fourteen years. Wait, it’s cool, it’s Mother. Why is she coming in? “Hello” I say. But before she replies she shuts the door behind her.

“Here are your clothes, you can dress yourself” she says.

“Yes” I reply.

The tunic is so white, so pure. But to think, I get to wear something so beautiful… WAIT. It will be easy to tell I’m a girl wearing this. Im pointing this out to mother. This is bad. Is she holding up a robe. Oh right, the robe. The robe that says that a knight is willing to die in God’s service. I suppose will just wrap it around me differently so people can’t see my chest. Yeah that will do. Now let’s get these cloths on. Okay there we go, now for the robe, Cool I’m one step closer to being a knight. Now it is time to go to the church. I have to pray, and pray and pray. I didn’t get to eat this morning either because All I get to do is pray. Well I suppose some sacrifices must be made.

I’m now at the Church, I rode here on horseback. The priest had told me to bow to the alter. So now I’m where the priest want’s me, so… do I start. The priest is nodding, is that a yes? But I didn’t say anything. Is he reading my mind? No don’t be stupid Mag-MASSON. He can’t read minds. Wait, is that sunlight, yes I see the sun. It’s morning, am I done praying. Yes I think I am, the priest is coming over, he’s helping me up. We are going to the confessional. Oh no, what am I going to do. I know, I’m going to confess everything, except that I’m a girl. Okay, into the booth we go and there is a screen between us, so if i’m lying he can’t tell. Lucky me. This is going to feel very awkward, it just is going to awkward. I have committed a lot of sins, what if I have committed too many oh no wait is he talking?

“You may now confess child.”

“Okay, um, er, hehe, well… I never really liked my father, he was a knight, but he wasn’t a very good one. He didn’t really follow the code of chivalry so when he died I was happy. It is terrible but… proud of my mother… excited for battle… Scared, i’m scared.”

“Everyone is scared child, thank you for the time you have spent in the church, you may go.”

Cool, I’m back at our castle. But I need to put on chain mail. That stuff is super hard to put on, I’m going to need my squire to help me. It is a good thing she is pretending to be a boy too. Here I go, back to my room. I open my door and there sh-he is. And my armor is laid out on my bed. He helps me dress. The chains are heavy and cold. We put armor upon armor on my body, and I think mother had more for me because it will hide that I am a girl. The armor is making my shoulders heavy. The weight is pulling me down, but I have to get used to it. I have to be a knight.

I’m back at the church, I will get my sword and then the priest will bless it. So here we go. He is approaching me, he is carrying a sword. So pretty, so shiny; and it is mine. Mine, and mine to me. All these years I have been waiting for this moment. Now, it has come. I look down at my hands to find that they are shaking. Why are they shaking? I’m not scared, well only that i’m going to be found a girl The pretty sword. My sword. The priest hands it to me. I grasp is in my hands, carefully holding the blade. Its prettier up close, the light from the sun makes it light up and hurt my eyes. The priest lets go and started to mumble prayers, blessing my sword, making it special. My sword, mine. Not father’s old sword mine.

“Take this sword my child, and do great things.” he touches my forehead and walks off. Now it is time for the exciting part. Where the King makes me a knight.

The King’s castle is huge, much bigger than any knight’s home. One of his royal knights walks me down the hall. Our boots making loud thumps that echo around the hall. A lord rushes by us, he nods at me and the knight; he looks at me like I’m a equal. Finally. We are approaching a hall. Stay calm Masson, stay calm. We enter, and the King is standing in the middle of the hall. And in front of him on the ground is a place for me to neal. For him to make me a knight…

two headed animals keep appearing more and more. There are sharks with two heads that are appearing, and so far no scientist has figured out why they keep appearing. A lot of different studies on sharks have shown two headed embryos, or conjoined twin embryos. While raising sharks for human-health research in the laboratory, a team noticed the unusual embryo in a see-through shark egg. But I want to talk about another two headed animal, she is called Lucky. Lucky is a cow calf, she is 44 days old and the longest of her species to last this long with the mutation. The calf, known as Lucky, lives on a farm in Campbellsville, Kentucky Lucky’s lucky Owners are Brandy and Stan McCubbin, they say that they treat her like a baby. But what if someday there is a human baby with two heads, with the same mutation. What would happen to them?