Monday, June 29, 2009

Rocks

Today i learnt that there are three different types of rocks. Sedimentry rocks are one of the kinds of rocks. Fossil eveidence can be found in sedimentry rocks. They usually show layers, and can be breaked easily. The second type of rock are Igneous rocks. They have an even grain, and have an interlocking mosaic of mineral crystals. Most igneous rocks do not have an evident sign of fossils. The smaller the grains on a igneous rock, the quicker it took to cool them. The last type of rock is the metamorphic rock. They are formed from both sedimentry and igneous rock, they change into metamorphic rock. They have visible crystal and they are often wavy and not flat. They are certainly an interesting sort of rock to find.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!

The word "ashamed" being repeated was probably a hyperbole as in expresses how the person in the room felt about the person that owned the room. Mainly, the rest of the poem is filled with metaphors as the poem is over exagerrated to show how messy the room was.

I liked this poem because it is very exagerated and quite funny. It is obvious to us that there is no room can actually be this messy having one ski under the TV and things like that are almost unreal. I also liked it because he kept saying in the poem that whosever room it was should be ashamed and how his room had become so messy that he does not even know that is was his room anymore. Another reason why i like this poem was because of the way he kept saying "his" and "he" but it finally turned out to be himself he was refering to.