Thursday, September 17, 2009

Blogging Assignment #8

1. Voice is the way a specific person writes. If a piece of writing has voice in it, you feel like the author is personally telling a story to you. Not just to the whole world but especially to you. The way they talk, the way they say things, is embedded in the text. It's not just words, but a voice. Voice is unique because everyone has a different way they think and say things. There are similar voices in writing, like sarcastic, funny, serious, etc. but each person has their way of expressing things. My writing voice is dramatic and sarcastic. I like using sarcasm in my writing because I can't exactly use all the sarcasm my brain thinks of in my real life.

CHALKBOARD ERASER

I feel so dirty. No one ever cares about me. I always sit here... useless. Everyone uses their hands to wipe off Chalk. The occasional clean person comes by and will use me. But then I feel all dirty again. Chalk is so lucky. He always gets to be used. I always sit here. Oh look, the students are coming in. I wonder if someone will be nice to me today. *30 minutes into the lecture, still thinking emo, depressing thoughts* WHAT IN THE WORLD?? The teacher is using me to clean the board?? Already?? Class isn't even half over!! What is going on?!?!?
"GEORGE, WAKE UP!!"
Oh wait. Wait. WAIT!!!!!
*thunk*
Elgh. Well that was quite a flight. HE THREW ME ACROSS THE ROOM?!?!? TO WAKE SOMEONE UP?? Is this what I've degraded into? A method to wake students up? Oh boy. Oh boy oh boy I knew this day would come. Ho, I've gotta sit down for a sec, get my head together, get my lungs breathing in chalk again. I'm useless. I'm nothing. I wanna di-- AHHHHH WHAT WAS THAT?! OH NO HE DIDN'T! He did NOT just throw me back at the teacher's head. Great. Now I'm the flying chalkboard eraser. Observe me carefully as I fly through my natural habitat, the rare flying chalkboard eraser. Watch me as I prepare to defend against my predator. Great. Now I'm gonna be on the Discovery Channel or something. You know, you'll be sorry for throwing me. For using me for something I'm not meant for. You'll see. I'll come stalk you in the night. I'll gather all my abused, chalkboard eraser friends, and we will slip. through. the. dark. unnoticed. like. a. slippy... unnoticeable...thingy. We will get our revenge! Until then, I will rest peacefully here. Dying. ULAAAAAAGHHHH. What now???!!! Oh, now you wanna get back at the student for hitting you? Can't you just give him a detention?
WHY MEEEEEE?

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