My Boo Radley: Fireworks

          Fireworks

          When I was around the age 3 to 10, I hated fireworks. Hate being I would run and scream when someone set them off. I don't really know why but they always bothered me. I think it was the noise light that scard me. I thought the world was going to end every fourth of July. I think I thought that because the stupid neighbor boy told me that. I was always worried when the fireworks went off that something would catch on fire or that someone would die. They definetly intimated me. Bacically all dogs hate fireworks, so I would curl up with my huge golden retriever and we would cry together every fourth of July.

         Now that I've gotten older I know that fireworks will not kill anyone or me when used with caution. I still hate the noise though. Except for that crackily one! On New Years and Independence Day I find myself sort of enjoying the foreworks. As long as they don't touch me, their harmless. Fireworks and I have a history like Scout and Boo Radley's.

Inroduction to My Blog

Introduction To My Blog

             I think my blog will entertain all readers and give them a different view on the world. My blog can bring happiness to those who read it, and an insight on certain literature. You can always except my random comments on things that are somewhat relavant to the topic. I am an interesting English student. I preffer writeen work so this is a little out of normal.

            English class is more than just a class for reading certain books, or aquiring reading and writing skills. In literature you can learn life lessons too, that should help you in the future. Being successful in English will give me better social skills, and also improve my knowledge.

           I think from following my blog you can learn something (don't hold me to this please) and enjoy commenting on my views of the world.