Turns out inventing something isn’t as easy as it seems. Even thinking of something to invent is near impossible. So much has already been invented, what’s left for me? It isn’t as though I’m actually trying to invent something, just thinking of something that I could invent. Something that would really help people out. That’s my latest assignment: what if I was the one to create the next big thing? What would it be and how would it help?

Now that I really think about it, I wouldn’t want it to be something really fancy. Just something that would help out. It doesn’t have to be something that’ll end poverty, because there is no way I’d be able to come up with something like that. I think something helped with school, more specifically, studying.

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I don’t know about other people, but to me, I find it easier to study, with someone else asking me questions. If I ask myself, for some reason, it just doesn’t have the same feeling to it. I feel like I still don’t know it. Maybe that’s just me, but maybe it’s other people too. And if it is other people, you would know that sometimes it gets a little difficult studying with other people. At times it is better to be around others to study, but sometimes, other people can be distractions. Having someone else that can get in the way of your studying is a pretty big problem, especially if they, themselves, don’t even want to study.

In my Science class, we organize our notes by using the left side of the page for questions we should know how to answer after learning the lesson. The right side is for the notes you take during class. and the bottom three lines is for a summary. So, I think it would be neat to have a notebook that comes with a special pen. The notebook would already have the different sections for your questions, notes, and summary. Then, you could use your pen and whatever section of the page you tap, your pen would read that part out to you, but wait a little bit for you between each question, giving you time to answer.

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Different people have different ways of studying. Some only need to read, to remember. Some need to rewrite their notes, and some need to hear their notes being read aloud. Some people can do all three (I can do all three, although I’m best with just reading my notes myself, but have someone ask me the questions). This would help people that need to hear the notes being read aloud. It would also help people like me, that need to have someone ask them the question.

This would not only help with studying, but it would also help with organizing your notes, which would help people that only need to read their notes, since it would keep everything a little more neat.

So yeah, it’s not to complicated. Just a little notebook that reads your notes, summaries and questions out to you, with giving you enough time to answer any question asked. I know it’s not much, but I think that it would be pretty helpful. What do you think?

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Summer’s Out- Forever

Or… at least until next summer. But then again, next summer feels so far away. It is a dangerous quest, getting to the end of this school year. Wish me luck, for I may not make it out of this alive. Okay, maybe that was a slight overreaction, but seriously, school is something that is so unbelievable long, it hurts my head just thinking about it. Yup, I’m one of those teens that isn’t overly happy school’s started again. Especially since I had a totally awesome summer.

I spent my summer in New York, people! It was awesome! Like, seriously, by far, this was the best summer ever. See, I live pretty far from all the rest of my cousins, and we barely ever get to talk to each other, so this summer was pretty great. We went to Flushing (at least, I think that was it, I’m pretty sure I’m right but, well, you know), Brooklyn and Virginia. Brooklyn was my favorite, ’cause that’s where my favorite cousins live. So, naturally, we spent most of our time there.

Flushing (um. . .) was nice to, we checked out Time’s Square twice, and each time my amazing uncle bought me one of those really big pretzels. You know, the delicious ones? Yeah, I’m kind of obsessed with them, they’re great. But what I didn’t like was that we were supposed to go to go to Six Flags, but then we ended up going to Virginia, so I didn’t get to go! It majorly sucked. Especially since I was looking forward to it since the moment we arrived. But whatever. At least we went  on The Staten Island Ferry, that was amazing. I really love the water. It’s amazing to see the waves crashing, and feel the wonderful breeze, it really is something. Check it out sometime, if you ever get the chance.

Virginia was also pretty neat. We went to some mall (I can’t remember its name) and I am actually being very serious when I say this- it was huge. Like, mega big. We went early in the morning, and came back at around 5:00-6:00. My cousins probably had the most fun, though. They were running in and out of stores while my mother and I were just like, “Yeah, okay. We’re the ones on vacation here, but please, act as though you are.” So yeah, overall, it was a blast. The best part was that my brother didn’t get to come. He needed new shirts and pants because my mom accidentally put his in the washer with a bunch of pink stuff, ruining all of his clothes. It was awesome. I just sat back and laughed as he held up a pair of his favorite grey—now pink—pants.

But, like I said earlier, Brooklyn was the best. We only have one family that lives there, but it is a pretty big family- eight kids, and two parent. So, yeah, big family. Add in my family, and you get a very happy me. But something tragic did happen, someone passed away- three someones actually. See, my cousin (he’s seventeen), he had four chickens (who has chickens these days?), and he loved them… a lot. He’d always take me and my brother to their backyard, to hold the chicken, but my brother would never touch it. I was sure that it was going to peck me to my death, but actually, they were pretty gentle. One of them tried to peck at my necklace a little, but it was cool. We’re friends. So, I did get pretty close to the chickens, but then one day, early in the morning, when only my 17 year old cousin and his mother were awake, it happened. The chickens were attacked by a cat. And my cousin had to watch as his poor chickens were devoured by the bloodthirsty beast. He tells me that it was a gruesome battle, and only one of the chickens made it out alive. I swear, he makes that chicken sound like some kind of hero. He is now not only a chicken, but a warrior as well… Pfft! Yeah right!

Anyways, when we all woke up, we come downstairs and see him staring out of the window, but I actually kind of ignored him. Then later that day, he took me out back, and dude, their cage was literally covered in blood and feathers. Needless to say, his sisters, my brother and I found it rather funny, but man was he angry at us. He didn’t talk to us for, like, seven minutes! *Gasp* After that, he insisted on keeping their last chicken in the garage. His dad wasn’t too happy, but eventually agreed. Then some time in the afternoon my cousin called all of us outside to attend the chickens funeral. My brother and I were kind of standing awkwardly to the side, cracking some stupid  jokes, while he’d turn around and glare at us every now and then. They even put a stone over their grave, my brother and I told them to write stuff like “A brother, a husband, a friend.” We were asked to leave the funeral. We refused. What was really funny was that the three chickens were all shoved into one grave.

My cousin tried to get me to name his last chicken, but I actually couldn’t think of anything. Like, what was I supposed to say, “Oh, hey, call him Bob!” Yeah, how about no? It’s not like it mattered either way, the last chicken died too. I kind of feel bad for my cousin, poor guy was heart broken. He literally had a dark cloud floating on top of him. But he perked right up once the food was served.

We even went to a big park while in Brooklyn. It was nice, I spent the first half hour just swinging (I always loved it), but when I got off, I was actually about to throw up. So anyways, we all had fun, then about half way through, my 12 year old cousin comes up to me and tells me she wants to take a walk. See, the park had a trail that joggers, well, jog on, so we walked on the path for a bit. Not too long later, the path split into two sections, one normal path and another beat up, dirt path. So, of course, we took the beat up path. We walked for what felt like a half hour, and then we came across a place where the path split into two again, and this is the creepy part.

There was some dude standing there, and we were like, “Okay, what do we do?” And it wasn’t like we even knew the way we came, so we were just standing there dumbly, and the guy was all like, “Oh hey, come this way.” And let me tell you, he sounded very happy. He was seriously so happy, it was just creepy. We stood there for a few moments wondering what to do next, when eventually we took the path he told us to (I know, we shouldn’t have done it, but hey, we actually had no idea where we were). What really creeped me out was that the dude insisted on walking behind us, so my cousin and I kept sneaking glances back at him, but he wasn’t holding a knife to either of our backs, so we were okay. Turns out he was actually just a good citizen trying to show us our way out. But still, when we were leaving, he very cheerfully called out, “Bye!” So the second we got out of sight of him we ran as fast as we could, turning around every now and then to make sure he wasn’t following us. And we even took some random turns, and hid behind trees every now and then.

What sucked the most though was that when we got back, we came across our little sisters who were, apparently, “worried” about us and were trying to find us. Yeah right, like we were going to believe that. So we just told them off and to “get lost”, I swear, you do not want to see tiny 9 year olds getting angry. It’s just so weird, since they’re trying to act cool, but they actually look pathetic. They gave us the cold-shoulder for two days, it was mad creepy. And then we came across her brother (also running on the path) and his face was completely red, and he was breathing so heavily, so of course, we worried and starting asking him what was wrong. Worst decision ever. He literally gave us a lecture about how he was sooooooo worried, and how he didn’t know where we were, and some other stuff that I tuned out.

So yeah, I guess it would be a tiny stretch to say that I had a normal summer, but, normal or not, it was definitely the best summer ever. Try and beat it, I dare you.

Fly on

I Don’t Know

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I don’t know what to say, 

I don’t know how to find my way.

Lost in the dark, no place to go,

 I don’t know how to find my way home.

I don’t know what to do,

 I don’t know where to go to.

Cold and dark, in the night.

 Sitting alone, waiting for the morning light.

I don’t know what I see, 

I don’t know what is standing before me.

Is it something, is is nothing at all, 

Is it a person, should I raise my voice and call?

I don’t know, is it a person, whom I can trust?

I don’t know if I should go to them, or walk alone through the dust.

I’ve decided my own way, no place to go,

 Stuck in the dark, all on my own.

Fly on,


My Extra Classes- Week 7

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Hi, Hola, Bonjour, Ni Hau, *some other form of greeting*. Sorry, I wasn’t sure how to start this post. Okay, so, hi, how are you? Whoa, now I just sound weird. You know what? I think I’ll just jump right in, before I start arguing with myself about how to greet you guys. This weeks challenge had a lot of options, but I chose to write about something that relates to schooling all around the world. So, as you probably know, every school teaches their students some form of language. For example, all around Canada, teachers teach their students French. Well, you want to hear something cool? At my school, we learn Arabic. I bet you weren’t expecting that, were you? Usually people would say that they learn French, or Spanish or something, but not me. I’m learning Arabic. Okay, well, maybe not this semester, but I am going to learn it next semester, but it’s not like it will be something new for me. Oh, hey, you want to hear something kind of depressing? Well, I’ve been learning Arabic since I was in grade 4, and I’m in grade 9 now, but I don’t know how to say anything more than hello, how are you, and I’m fine. Sad I know, but give me a break alright, language classes have never really been my strong suit, but I do know how to just say some random words like chair, table, shirt, boy, girl, basically stuff like that. Yes, I know, I am very intelligent. Yup, you can’t beat me when it comes to learning other languages, I’m the ace! Ha ha.

Well, your probably wondering why we are taught Arabic, right? Well, allow me to explain. I, being a Muslim, go to an Islamic school. Over here we actually have three classes that aren’t usually taught in other schools. What are those classes,you may be wondering? Let me tell you, they are Quran, Islamic Studies, and Arabic, and I can pretty much guarantee that you guys aren’t taught these in your school, unless you happen to go to my school, or some other Islamic school. Well, now that I’ve told you that, the thing is, the Quran is written in Arabic, so if I learn Arabic, I would be able to understand what is written without having to go online and look for the translation. Also it is very important in my religion that I understand what the Quran is trying to teach us. Cool, right? Well, it would be, if I could remember anything I learn. Okay, well, I’m not a hopeless case, I do know some things, just nothing important. But I do know some useful phrases like “Are these snakes poisonous?” and “But you’re too young to be a police officer!” Just stuff like that. Well, I bet you weren’t expecting that, and yes, I actually do know those phrases, I would write them out for you, but I stink at transliteration, if you want to know how to say them, check out Google Translate, I’m sure it will help you. So… yeah. Anyways, thanks for clicking in.

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Math Post #4

Hey everyone, I’m back with another math post, so here I go. Try and keep up, or don’t.

The question I had to answer was:

A telephone tree is used to send messages. The person at the top calls 2 people. Each person calls 2 more people. Suppose it takes 1 minute to call someone. A message is relayed until the bottom row of the tree has 256 people. How long did this take? How do you know?

So, I was thinking that I would just show you my work on how to answer the question, then explain myself. That sound good?  ‘Kay.

1) 1 + 1 = 2
2) 2 + 2 = 4
3) 4 + 4 = 8
4) 8 + 8 = 16
5) 16 + 16 = 32
6) 32 + 32 = 64
7) 64 + 64 = 128
8) 128 + 128 = 256

I think it may just be that it is asking you to see the number of times you have to double 1 in order to get it to 256, then multiply it by the amount of time it takes to make the call. If you do the work, there would be  8 levels on the calling tree (see above), but since it’s calling two people at a time, it would be 2 minutes for each. (8 levels x 2 people = 16 minutes.) But I also noticed that if you just square root 256, you will also get the answer. Here, check it out:

√256=16 (162=256). Therefore, it would take 16 minutes. This would actually be the easier way to do it, but I didn’t do it this way first because I wasn’t sure if I would get the correct answer. Well you guys, this is my explanation of the question and how to get the answer. Please forgive me for not making it really well thought out. I don’t exactly have all the time in the world just to write a post, do I? I have other things to do, like writing the up the next challnge in the Student Blogging Challenge.

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Blogs I Commented On-Week 6

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Hey everyone, This week’s challenge was to visit at least three other people’s blogs and comment on them. In this post, I wrote about which blogs I visited, So now I guess I’ll just get started. One of my comments was on McDowell Media. They had actually written a post about Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief. I don’t know about you, but I love Percy Jackson, if you do too, be sure to check it out, you will really enjoy the post, and if you haven’t even started reading Percy Jackson, you should definitely check the post out, they didn’t give any spoilers! My next comment was on thunyamasblog.

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They wrote about how much they love Winter, if, like me, Winter is your favourite season, be sure to check that post out. I know that most people don’t like Winter, but I actually love it. Finally, I commented on Jennifer’s Blog, her blog is actually really great. She wrote a post about her love for travelling, and it is such a descriptive post, I honestly loved it. Be sure to check these blogs out they are all really great. I really enjoyed reading them.

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More Math

This is the question I have to answer

Are the following expressions equal? How do you know?

(–2)⁴, (– 2⁴), and –2⁴

Well, no, they aren’t all equal. To start, (–2)⁴=16.  Since the (-) is also in the brackets, you would multiply the -2 by itself four times, and when you multiply a negative number by a negative number an even number of times, your answer would be positive. Now, (– 2⁴)=-16.  Since the brackets are around the whole equation, you could take the brackets away, and it wouldn’t make a difference. So, that would make the negative not a part of the base, when it isn’t a part of the base, you multiply just the base number (in this case, the 2) by itself however many times the exponent. So.., 2*2*2*2=16. Then you multiply your answer by -1, therefore, your answer to the equation would be -16. Finally, the last question, –2⁴=-16. This is actually the same as the earlier one, since there are no brackets, you would actually just do the exact same thing, no changes necessary. So, 2*2*2*2*-1=-16. Voilà. There you go, my amazing little explanation. I’m sorry that it is so brief and, well, bad, but I didn’t have much time to work, my laptop just wouldn’t connect to the internet, so I didn’t have very much time to write the post. Well, that’s all for today.

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