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Greetings, ye Shakespeare scholars & Tangerine readers!
Well, here we are, staring the end of the semester in the face, can you believe it? You have all been AMAZING scholars this year – hands down the hardest-working group of 8th graders I’ve had before.
This is my favorite time of year – the pressure of the test-that-shall-not-be-named is behind us! Plus, my Pre-APeeps are reading SHAKESPEARE, y’all! LOVE IT! My Regulators are reading Tangerine by Edward Bloor and I can’t make them quit! It seriously can’t get any better than this!
Pre-APeeps, I have a small online assignment for you. Go to the link below and discover your Shakespearean name. Then leave me a Shakespearean comment using some of the Elizabethan terms on page 42 of your study guide. Don’t forget to include your real name along with your Shakespeare name!
Ah, Regulators – you have no idea how much I revel in the thought that you can’t put Tangerine down! (I hate to say “I told you so,” but I told you so!)
I have been pretty fired up about using our iPods to listen to Tangerine – how cool is that? The next time we check them out, be sure to watch the video projects from last year.
So here’s my next thought about listening to Tangerine: Wouldn’t it be even better if you didn’t have to listen to ME read every time? How about some volunteer readers? You need a computer at home and the audio editing program Audacity, but I’d be happy to give you a quick training. Let me know if you’re interested in being a guest reader in our Tangerine series!
I will leave you with my next idea. (and no, my brain really doesn’t ever stop thinking about stuff…)
For those of you who have ever watched “The Real World” or “Big Brother” or any of those reality shows, you may have seen that they tape a segment in the “Confessional”, where the people kind of share their individual thoughts with the camera? Keep that in mind, because Coach Mac and I are brewin’ up an end-of-the-year video project called “8th Grade Reflections” that will mirror those segments somewhat. Take some time and muse (ding! ding!) about what you have learned this year, or how you’ve grown academically. Think about what you liked best about your time in Language Arts and what you’d tell next year’s rookie 8th graders about being in my class.
Mrs. S
Filed under: Language Arts Classes, Pre-AP Language Arts Classes and tagged Audacity, Shakespeare, Tangerine
Methinks ne’er let a filthy villain question thine dream…..
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Thine heart is full of love and question. I love how Much Ado About Nothing is a little melancholy and everyones fortune is different! When Matt reads for Don Jon his voice sounds like a villain, it makes me laugh. Methinks this book will end up all changed up by the end.
Bianca Glutenstern
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Every wanton, saucy woman thrice drunk did curse thy perilous goblet or wench lest death warrant loathsome questions of vile winter poison of malancholy fog.
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Cordelia Montague
Methinks myself new name be…..eth Cordelia Montague.
What’s in a name wherefor Motague? Me ask:)
- Me be a lady by name Moriah.
Well this would be more mercy a name than Merrilot Toadfoot!
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Herein I declare thine merry drunkared said “seek whatsoever thou speak”.
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Master of thy Universe,
Thou art such a lady of grace! You speak in a manner of vocabulary, methinks. What shalt we do with the drunkards in 1st block, my dear? Wilt we give-eth gingerbread, and off with them into the fog of a wicked winter night? Oh by God, I must belch now. The belching is now over, now we must gather to quench our thirsts with thy tea of the tree.
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Methinks me new name is rather flap-mouthed.
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The wicked torment that would soon be the death of me,soon left as I placed my mortal hans upon Much Ado About Nothing.
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Hence the day is o’er! Methinks to question what next will happen to the fair Lady Hero and her lover, Claudio. What hadst Don John do to bring wickedness? And doth Beatrice and Benedick continue their loathsome bickering?
I must bid you farewell,
Rosaline Andronicus
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Methinks that we all hadst merry names.
We must vow to be saucy peasants not!
Hence we will dispose of this drunk, idle manner,
and ne’er issue another filthy, vulgar trifle!
Farewell, Mrs. Sanders!
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I hast ne’er seeken to be issued a Shakespearen name, though let it be said methinks I am pleased of how thine name was thrice merrier than I wanton it to be. I warrant thy art of Shakespeare is like all is ever to have been questioned of. Yae, thy grace his art hast qenched the well of mine love for reading!
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Drunk with the melancholy night, light would torment myself. Deceive fair dreams and hence grace and fortunes death. Let a fog poison light and let me stay drunk with the melancholy night.
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Methinks it tis be a loathsome hour of the mornin’ this day. I wish it twas winter, where the land is full of a pleasant darkness. Whatsoever, it tis be 6 in the morn and now I must bid thee farwell for to prepare-eth thyself for the dire death that is A day.
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I dream whatsoever this drunk, merry name will be
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hello, this is Alexander Capulet. How are thou? It is a fair day if i say so myself. Thou shall give mercy on the quiz this friday? I speack of this wicked test because I want a wonderous grade. Well farewell fair lady.
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Is thou wicked or foul, a villain? With the dire need to fill your quench. Any mortal ghoul or ghost can see not the please thou holds.
(And no, I am not talking about you.)
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Methinks that any fair lady such as myself,Juliet Rosencrantz, should never behave in such a saucy, vulgar way. To spend such a night with a drunk lover would have been the death of me.
Bid the wicked farewell and let them dream of foul death and the let the merry seek no loathsome thing. Nothing of trifle manner can please a lady of such grace and shall be looked upon in a vile way.
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Methinks the idle manner in which a lover is thence quenched is almost perilously melancholy. The vulgar poison drunk could question love only triflingly, though the torment of such a wicked farewell from one’s heart may bid ado to any fair dream. Much filthy fog may curse the night, full only enough to ghost the light of morning. I spot nothing but winter here; and this dire issue hadst vow ne’er to speak to this lady lover, and my love shall wilt.
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Methinks that we all hadst merry names.
We have great fortune to be in thou’s classroom, and thence we make the poor other peasants loathsome of us.
Thou maketh vocabulary something to know, not curse.
We have the ability to decieve and torment others, and behave as villians when they question our terrific language.
I have a thirst to be quenched by Shakespeare, and i cannot wait to finish the play.
Sincerely Thou’s,
Rosaline Capulet
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Your grace, methinks thine hast picked a wicked book.
(wicked in a good way)
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I declare that we all hast merry new names. (:
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Does thy message please thy grace, or shall I thrice bid thee farewell and wander always to Lions Discussion Board..eth over yonder? A perilous trek it would be, if ever I did see one! Mercy, you grace; let thy live at least till the waking Sping, a fair season I have dreamt of many times before. =)
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Master of thy Universe,
For a second time I write you.
I myself are a weird drunk, but oh! I am merry. I am but a peasent to your feet of gold. Haste! The villain will come with the wicked fog of a cold winter’s night. But death ne’er can close the mind of the light.
But oh,
the love of he..
twas fair and true;
He wilt be mine, oh yes; he wilt b e mine.
Come at the first light of dawn;
and with gladness we thus aboundeth.
There we sitteth on the Hill of Buttermilk.
Where love is true my dear, where love is true.
But:
Never doth seek to tell thy love,
love that ne’er toldeth can be.
Fort the gentle wind doth move, silently, invisibly.
With always endearment from yonder,
Cassandra Rosencrant
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Thou art the coolest L.A. teecha eva. Thi name is wicked.
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Dear Lady Sanders,
Grace our class with thy witty remarks, please.
Thy sarcasm ist merry music unto thine ears!
Methinks thou shalt be the bawmb.com, and any who disagree ist a filthy vermon who should die a painful death in the depths of Hell.
ye olde jay kay-eth.
LOVE FOREVERETH,
Ophelia Capulet.
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Cleopatra Andronicus, if that shalt beith your name, I shalt always remember you as the teacher who used computers the most. What beith on the quiz this Friday?
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Cleopatra Andronicus, if that shalt beith your name, I shalt always remember you as the teacher who used computers the most.
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Methinks foul poison is the only thing that can quench..
Hence ask anyone and they will tell you…Brittany spears is a wench! HAHA this be but a merry tune i have come to recite!
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Dear Lady Sanders,
This is thine comment methinks warrants dire fortune o’er poisoned bananas peels. Thus hadst loved the merriment and mercy thine has yielded through this pleasant year. Thou dost promise to seek a proper farewell and idle you, thou grace ,till thee curse of death is upon thou like melancholy fog on some winter night.
with love a merry peasant,
Rosaline Capulet
thou art known as
Ashley Petty
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Methinks Shakespeare is a foul, curse him. Just kidding. Please don’t get mad and say farwell to me. Even though Done John is a villain, methinks that he still loves Don Pedro. I think he has a issue and is wickid.
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I think Much Ado about nothing is a great play full of love and questions about love. I have so many thoughts about it that at night i dream about it like I’m one of the characters. (not really)
Well I must say i love my Shakespeare name!
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I ne’er did read a book of thine magnitude. Much Ado about Nothing is of great fortune. Methinks this book will be very good. Hath Dogberry not arrived? Thou wilt always remember this book…
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This book is light and funny. Methinks a perilous fortune is awating Don John.
Farwell.
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Hello Mrs. Sanders! Methinks Shakespeare can be difficult to read sometimes, but thine loves thus play, Much Ado About Nothing. Wherefore and when does the merry Dogberry comes into this play? Does thou come into it during Act 3? Yea, I do hope that the wicked Don John’s evil plans fail because I love the characters. Hopefully thou will be able to understand my shakespearian “talk” and hopefully I used it the correct way!
Farewell,
Rosaline Montague
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Methinks my new name is rather merry.
We should not be melancholy about Much Ado About Nothing. Rather felicitous and full of mirth.
ps ( I didnt leave this comment until the morning because my goblet had poison in it last night)
farewell
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Methinks im drunk with merriment. Methinks im melancholy about the loathsome comment, but my love for this book is filled to the goblet over this and methinks i would die perchance i wasn’t able to be Claudio in thine book
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I ne’er expected this year to pass so quickly whatsoever, we thus be nearing the end, and so I bid thee farewell, Mrs.Heather D. Sanders.
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Methinks that thine comment about Much Ado About will please the lady rather than curse me. Methinks that my foul name is Cladius Rosencrantz.
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Methinks a vile dream will come to a lady.
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Do not tormant me with your vile self. Methinks you are a villain who should quench your thirst with poison and die a loathsome death.
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Methink thine name is saucy.
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Methinks foul poison is the only thing that can quench….although Brittany Spears is a wench!
HAHA This is just a little tune i have come up with. Perhaps some drunken fool will come jest to it.
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I was never as filthy as a villain, nor as wicked as a ghost.
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what thine thing poison thine lover melancholy by wicked curse to the love of thine lover loathsome night of dream?
Farewell thine light of wicked for thee villain death hadst gone and thee light of pleasant manner man has return.
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Thine art thou greatest and the love of the book is like a great pleasure. This is a merrry book which forholds a great fortune to be reading much ado about nothing. so dont be melecholy and read it today whatsoever you think bout this book is poison and vile because as you actually get into it ne’er the end quench and decieve your mind and dream about the great pleasures it can open up for your mind!!!
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This is a merry pleasant to be reading Much Ado About Nothing.The fortune be thine mercy from fortune. Whatsoever,you seek every o’er a dream of Shakespeare. Why did Claudio curse grace when the woman betrayed him?I vow to speak melancholy.
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you’re the best teacher ever, mrs sanders.
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Hello fair maiden. Thy name is Signior Horatio Guildentstern. Methinks you should accompany thee to dinner tonight. I could only but dream to have a lady as beautiful as ye. I shan’t decieve you, but i shall love you until the very end.
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Seek grace and seek only a lover of grace and love and mercy. Come, and love farwell, for a night of grace would always curse thee and lover.
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Through a saucy dream I be merry as an drunk villain.
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Through a saucy dream I be as merry as a drunk villian.
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