No one is making me say things. Why would they do that? That would be more than crazy. My teacher sometimes moves the board, but I choose the letter. In the end I have my own voice. No one makes me say something because I need my own voice. I have a problem with my teacher sometimes. I don't think she would make me yell at her. That would be embarrassing. In the end, let's be logical
ACT 2 SCENE 2
Narrator: They make it to Rome.
Mom: Where is the bathroom?
Home Teachers: There is none.
Mom: What!? I can't stand it.
Son: Who is my teacher?
Home Teachers: You have non.
Mom: We are on vacation
Daughter: Holy mother! I can't believe it.
Dad: we are in ancient Rome.
Mom: Maybe we are having that vacation after all.
Son: Well, maybe I can do it.
Laura: I have a bad feeling we are being watched... No we are not, we are being hunted!
George: What int he world! I feel like a solider in Iraq. I think my wars were hard to fight. I am thankful for all those soldiers.
Mom: Me too!
Son: I will join the army when I get back.
Mom: I think you should not.
Dad: Bad idea. I have no problem with it, I just can't hide it.
Mom: Let's get out of here.
Son: I am mad at you for bringing us here.
Home teachers: We are sorry, but we need to help these people.
Daughter: We can't. They are hardened.
Dad: Yes we can. They need us too.
Mom: I wonder if we can find historical places. I think that is a good idea.
Son: My idea is better.
Daughter: I feel sick.
Home Teachers: Sickness here is different than sickness at home.
Mom: I have no problem with sickness here.
Daughter: Well I do. I need medicine. Grandma is not here with medicine.
Laura: I need medicine too. I feel sick too
George: I think we need to go to the store.
Laura: What in the world! They have none.
Mom: How do we get medicine?
Home teacher: I need more time to plan. Let's go fishing.
Narrator: And so they go fishing.
I think I have pretty good self-control at times. I have no problem taking other's drinks. I do struggle with taking someone's food off the floor. I have a hard time keeping my hands to myself. In the end I need to work on it.
POETRY ON JULIUS CAESAR
Julius Caesar a man
He could travel as fast as he can
He fought the pirates
He killed a man
He ruled the city like a bad man
He ate more food than God made
His friends sent him to the grave
How Julius Caesar is a slave
THOUGHTS ON BRAIN AND NERVES
I think it is crazy that our brains do these things. My nerves work well in some ways- just not always.