Hello there!!! Having a good day? Well, let's me tell you something about today's world I learned about, "Music is life, without Music a day I wouldn't like to SURVIVE that moment." But anyway, now my life has change, capturing a moment of my life is now much more important. That is the answer to my "What Do I Want?". So ask your self.
Hypothesize: This story is told from the point of view of a narrator who is a character in the story. How might this story differ if Don Anselmo were the narrator?
The story would be totally different with Don Anselmo’s perspective. It would be much easier or more confuse to understand. If the entire story changes, it would change some of the subjects and the readers' reading connections and inferences between the old and new version of the story . His story might only talk about how he feel, may not, how he solve his problem and how he did not take the higher price. Because the narrator who is a character in the story may tells the story a little different, not exactly what he saw, even he could miss out a small detail, so it will be various. For example, like the story “When My Name Was Keoko,” there are two perspectives in the story, a boy and a girl. Different genders have different thoughts, so the narrator who is a character in the story could be a female lawyer being a male, who knows? Don Anselmo is a great gentleman, so sometimes they don’t really make the story clear enough. It would confuse some of the readers. Keeping it the same way is the best way of showing the story.
Make Judgments: Do you think Terry made the right decision about questioning his father on his experiences in Vietnam? Why or why not?
In my opinion, not my opinion, according to what I know, it is right that Terry made the decision to question his father about him and his experiences. Terry has the right to ask anyone about anything because it is important skill to learn how to ask people and be brave like Terry, but sometimes don’t ask too much. Try to listen is enough, even if you can. First, letting people to express themselves is there habits but they doesn’t know how to and with who. In health class, it said it is a nature thing, if they don’t express or share it. For example, they will be like a book shelf that contains lots of book, someday it will explode. It is the same thing to anyone, if Terry didn’t ask him, if his father was keeping it all along, the thing that would happen is that his mind would explode and he would get a mental sickness that may causes suicide problems. These causes also affect your work, your school and career works decrease massively. Secondly, this helps Terry to communicate with his family, and not feeling embarrass anymore later on. Trying to understand what is the situation may help you to help them back. Someday, if you have problems, you would go to talk to them as you trying to listening. Try to listen is enough, even if you can.
Once upon a time, whoa, wait, in the present time, there were a boy, named Flapjack, was kicked out of the school, the apartment, the whole country, and the whole universe, except the sea, with his stepfather – Annabelle George Washington. They had relocated themselves in the middle of the desert next to a rainforest up-side-down in the sea. They set their ladder sail on the date of my second birthday, two thousand and something.
When he first landed on the desert, the entire up-side-down country disappeared, in of no where. I don’t know because of scare or happy.
One day, I decided to go and make friends with them. Oops, sorry, my name is HeRnaque, read as her-na-qoo-ee. I am a talking fish who eat woods, and that’s why I live in the up-side-down rainforest with all my ‘panaque’ relatives, I think. The rainforest is where I can find every kind of trees whose could survive with salt water, or dead! Back to the main point, Flapjack was wearing a yellow-pink-ish girl sail suit, a blue tie, and shiny white shorts with a great enthusiastic feeling.
“Adventure,” he said, he decorate his face with a great smile, a smile that you would never see, the biggest one I have ever seen down here. Then, the stepfather stepped out of the archaic brownish hut, like the first step on Mars, but not, the third step on the up-side-down desert.
“Why was there nobody when we first came here?” Flapjack asked enthusiastically.
I answered back, “This will be the last one I will answered, as I said, I don’t know because of scare or happy”
“Adventure,” Flapjack interrupted me again, “since we immigrated here, I would determine to find ‘bookied island’ no matter what, but first we will need to live here for awhile. Can you please show me the way into the up-side-down rainforest?” Can you imagine that? Hearing him talking like lecturing me as to richest ladies who is fashionable in a wrong way. A great day, with a great gentleman.
Next day, still, “Adventure.” I think he would say “adventure” every time he get something excited, or just bored. I would like give it a try to introduce Flapjack, the other side of the up-side-down country.
At the entrance of the only undersea rainforest, there is a long shore way to it. First he met a group of eight north sailor, Flapjack said hi. Then they turned back and screamed: “He’s a girl, how could he?”Flapjack ran away and shyly blushed, but he was irritated. His face was white and his body had slightly turned red, as a maroon color tiny dragon with a white bunny head breathing fire. He ran as fast as he can to the 70’s bookied store, the place where the rainforest can find books in the whole country. Flapjack gave the person standing at the bar a piece of paper. Flapjack moved his hand up and down, left to right, an illustration demonstrating him to open and read out loud. Of course, the man read it out loud, with a sweet girly voice, “Hi there, I am Flapjack, I just immigrated here. What is your name? Am I a boy or a girl?” The man paused and continued again, “Well, then, my name is Pepperstrawberry Derry as your order. I am the owner and the manager of this bookied store. FYI (for your information), are you actually a girl?”
Tears started flowing in Flapjack’s eyes, “Why? Why, why, why, why, why?” his voice was rough and dry.
“Why? Because your writing is like girls’, and with all the pink flowers, peace sign, and XOXO. How could I not misunderstood?”
He quickly took the paper from his hand and ripped along the way. As he began again, he met another guy. Flapjack was just covered of dark shadow of that bald muscle guy.
“Finally,” he breathed irregularly, “I wish I were like you. Strong. Tall. Muscle. So that I wouldn’t got kicked out of the whole universe except the sea.”
“Hello,” the muscle guy turned back, “how are you doing, young gentlemen?” asked the girl-guy. Turn out that Flapjack had missed the two pink bows on the both fin. This guy was floating up-side-down on the up-side-down rainforest, that’s mean this thing, this guy, this fish to be correctly was right –side-up to ordinary human on earth’s surface. He or it was wearing a black guy bikini, and that’s why Flapjack was mistaken
“Ahh…” Flapjack softly roared inadequately.
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Minutes of running and running, I finally found him, in front of the bookied store. Let’s me tell you about the doctor Flapjack will meet. First, his name was Dr. Yulius Berbar, he was a current doctor and barber of this up-side-down forest, but he was also certified bookieologist.
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He bang into the steel shiny door, the door sounded crack up and almost broken-the door of the advices shop which the doctor own. The doctor broke the noise and say ‘Hiii’ in a long and eco way.
“Give me some advice, I am a,” cried Flapjack, “Fix my voice, do what ever you do to make me better.”
The adviser said stately, “Go to the doctor next door, and he will give you a surgery.”
Flapjack stood up, strolled out the front door, turned left, and bang to the door with no enthusiastic, while the doctor walked into the curtain between the two shops. I was in a hurry, but I was late. Flapjack already had already done the surgery. I signed, “It’s too late.”
“No, no, you silly, let’s here the golden voice,” doctor paused and slowly continued, “of Flapjack.”
“Dear doctor,” Flapjack slowed down, “Why is my voice a girl?”
“Oh, I thought you hated your boy’s voice so I changed to a girl’s.” said the doctor, gently.
“Hey, HeRnaque, did you heard that? He said I’m a boy. Yea. I’m boy. Doctor,” paused again, “hmm, can you please change my voice back.”
“Aw, I like the girl’s better, but as you wish.”
Hours later, Flapjack was lying on bed, near big and long windows next to the shore. Every body was looking in, and said: “He’s a boy. What a beautiful boy!”
When the doctor turned back, HeRnaque asked: “What’s happened to your mustache?
The doctor responded back evilly, “I thought someone would need it more.”
When I turned to Flapjack, he has a tiny mustache, and he was lying there laughing hardly like a swain or should I say, an evil genius, “Muhahaha, I am finally,” paused and started out again strongly, “a BOY.”
