In today's reading response discussion today, I tried to think from the hunters' point of view. If I were one of the American/Canadian hunters that day on the icy tundra, my day would have gone like this:

"George, wake up!" I hear from the lower level of the small Alaskan cabin. I had traveled a long way from Prince Edward Island to go hunting with Len this morning, so I hop out of bed, change, and trudge down the stairs. Len had prepared a breakfast of burnt toast with a little jelly smeared across the top, but what do you expect from a young man that dropped out of college to live with his mom? I it choke down quickly and we leave the house. Once seated safely in the bush plane, we set off for the short trip from Point Hope to the barren game territory. Me and Len don't expect to shoot much, it bieng winter and all, but an occational wolf or bear turn up one in a while. 30 minutes out of Point Hope, I see a few movements down below that cause me to tell Len to drop down close to the frozen ground. Then I know I definetly see something. Out comes a monsterous creature. Many things flash through my mind. I remember how I had always been told that wolves are vicious and terrible creatures that ought to be wiped out. I feel hate to wolves because when my cousin was 14, he found a wolf pup and felt sorry for it, so he tried to help, but the pup's mother came back and my cousin didn't return home at dinner. I motion to Len, grab my gun and shower down the bullets in pure hatred twards the beast and it's kind. The huge wolf doged, but then I find a clear target and shoot. The wolf collapses and a strong prick of dispair touches me. I had killed this magnificant creature. There was the beautiful, limp body on the ground, staining the crystal white snow to a dark red. A lump as big as a basketball forms in my throat. I feel a pain like I haven't felt so horribly ever before. Guilt of taking a life seeps into my body. I tell Len that we should go back and he protestest, "But don't you see, you shot the thing! It's huge, and it's ours! We can make big money off of this!!!"

"NO!! TAKE US BACK, I DON'T WANT IT!" I yell at him. He shrinks back in his seat and we fly back in silence.

I think when we think from both points of view, our understanding of any book increases.

With my book chat group today, I wondered about Miyax's father. There seems to be more to the story with him. Where is the proof? Why is it that all of a sudden this amazingly skilled seal hunter goes out to do what he does almost everyday, and dies? The mystery is the broken kayak. Why did Kapugen if he is alive show otherwise by breaking his kayak in to pieces? I think Martha might have something to do with Kapugen's disappearance too. Martha never liked the Eskimo ways or people and didn't seem to have any affection to Miyax either. Maybe she did the whole thing. We'll have to keep on reading to learn the real story, so stay tuned and read on!


I found this beautiful photo of an Alaskan beach on google images, but the photo was taken by Scott Dickerson from surfalaska.net so check out some of that photography by the link.

Amaroq is a creature worth writing about. Amaroq one of the most amazing animals I have ever read about. He is a leader, a friend, a father, a mate, a risk-taker, and a responsible authority over his pack. Amaroq seems to always have everything under control and organized. His majestic nobleness is shown when he brings an outsider into his home, accepts her for who she is, and shares everything his family has to offer with her. Amaroq is a skilled hunter, and has a gorgeous figure. He is one great wolf.


Thank yet again to http://www.wildnatureimages.com/! Really, you should check out some of their photography!

In my book chat during humanities class a few days ago, I realized that none of us really took into consideration what the author's message is to us. I studied the text further and realized that the message is about respect to all living beings. The wolf is an animal that is feared and is usually known as a beast, a cruel, vicious carnivore. When we look deeper into "Julie and the Wolves", we find that she and her father have great respect for animals and nature. The pups that Miyax (Julie) adored had the same eagerness to play and jump about as one of our own tame puppies at home. The wolves are really like our domesticated dogs and puppies. Miyax encounters fierceness in Jello, who is an outlaw in the pack. Jello acts like many people would think all wolves do. Snarling, mean, and bloodthirsty, letting no life form get in the way of him except his own kind. Deep down, I think many people could learn a thing or two about these proud, and brave-hearted creatures from Miyax's journey with the wolves.



thanks to http://www.wildnatureimages.comfor the cool photo!

Wisdom, Knowledge, and Just Plain Funny

Courage, sacrifice, determination, commitment, toughness,heart, talent, guts. That's what little girls are made of; the heck with sugar and spice.
-Bethany Hamilton

To dream of the person you would like to be is to waste the person you are
-Tim Menchen

Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. And today? Today is a gift that's why they call it the present.
-Unknown

The truth of the matter is that you always know the right thing to do. The hard part is doing it.
-General H. Norman Schwarzkopf

There is a thought in your mind right now. The longer you hold on to it, the more you dwell upon it, the more life you give to that thought. Give it enough life, and it will become real. So make sure the thought is indeed a great one.
-Ralph Martson

A man isn't poor if he can still laugh.
-Raymond Hichcock

All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt.
-Charles M. Schultz

Learning sleeps and snores in libraries, but wisdom is everywhere, wide awake, on tiptoe.
-Josh Billings

Life's Lessons

Since I was little, I had a horrible hatred towards cats. When we first moved into our house, I was delighted to find a rabbit in the backyard. Our family named her "Big Biscuit." We figured Big Biscuit would be lonely, so we got her a companion, "General Jackson," we called him. Soon, we had our first baby bunny. She was adorable. One sad sad day, our neighbor's evil cat, <-shown here, ran off with the poor bunny. The next few bunnies that they had were killed, no matter what we did to prevent it. That was one thing that caused my dislike of cats.

In Malaysia, we had many friends with cats, sometimes 3 or 4. Many of them did not seem to like me much, or hadn't been trained much, because I would return home with scratches and bite marks from these nasty cats. I hardly met a cat that didn't tear me up. After a while, I was always turned off by any cats I happend to see.

A few summers ago, at my cousins' house in central Illinois, we ran across the street to see the new kittens of the farmers next door. At first, I didn't want to touch them. Then an amazing thing happened-one of the cute, fuzzy kittens came up and nuzzled up against me, and fell asleep. I was touched by this tiny little kitten and I have never hated a cat since then. I even had a cute, fluffy cat a few months ago. I am so glad that I over came my dislike of cats.

Thanks to Photobucket for the awesome picture! If you want some cool photos make sure you go to:

http://photobucket.com/images/evil%20cat/

Thanks! April

my social scientist

Anthropologist
If I were a scientist, I would be an anthropologist. I love culture and enjoy learning about languages and how people do things in other countries. I would be a good anthropologist because I would be able to be with people and talk with people. I think I'm good at talking to people. I also love languages and the arts of different places. I would like to learn a language of a tribe in Africa and observe how they do what they do. I think cultures are easy to understand, and I learn quickly.

picture from:http://www.britannica.com/EBchecked/topic-art/27505/94616/Forensic-anthropologist-examining-a-human-skull-found-in-a-mass

First day of school

Jeremy and Me on the first day of school

The books that I have been reading have been are-

• Harry Potter 1,2,3,4,5,6, and 7
• Anne of Green Gables
• Anistasia Krumpnik

The last movie that I watched was -

• Up, a fantastic film about an old, grumpy man who sets out to fufill his deceaced wife's dream.

My Academic goal for this year is-

• to do my best on all my assignments

My social goal this year is-

• to make many friends
• to have no enemies

My favorite vacation memory

• my trip to Perth, where I learned how to boogie board. The weather was amazing and the beach was gorgeous, and I petted a kangaroo and a lazy koala.

Five adjectives that describe me are-

• dramatic
• creative
• brazen
• diligent
• jubilant

A.G.out!

My family at Jon's Uni and Me in the Jelly Belly Factory in Wisconsin

About Me

I am April.

• I have light brown hair and dark, deep hazel eyes.
  
• My hair is usually slug up in a wavy ponytail.
  
• Right now I am 4 feet and 11 inches.
  
• I have 5 people in my family-Dad 49, Mom 48, Jon(athan) 18, Jeremy 16, and Me,11.

This is me.

My brother Jeremy and I after HS gaduation 2009