When is your life more important than someone elses?

        In the book The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Perilous Journey the 4 children (Reynie, Skicky, Constance and Kate) go looking for their lost friends on what you could call a perilous journey. They are on a race against time itself for they only have 4 days until Mr. Curtain (an evil mad scientist) does what he wants to their friends.
        They end up racing across the world to save them. And the whole time they are putting their own lives at risk. With Mr. Curtains men/killers running around after them, it's all they could do is try to stay alive. And for what? People that can save themselves? People that have top security agents behind them? I understand that they care deeply for those who had been captured, but when is it time to put yourself first? Or do they not remember the fact that they are just children. Extraordinary children. But children all the same.
        The only problem is that when you do finally put yourself first, people take it as your selfish and you don't care. But you do care. And even if you did go and save them, what if you got yourself killed in the process? Who would that help? It would just make those you are trying to save blame themselves.
         So when is it time to put yourself first? And when is it time to put all others aside and help who needs help?

When does someone's life become more important to you?

        When do we create our own legacy? Is it when we do something extraordinary? Or do we just live in out parents legacy's? If someone was hurt and sitting on the street, and they would die if you didn't help them, but you knew their parents had hurt someone close to you, would you help them?
        This is the predicament that Stevie Rae got herself in to from the book Burned. She saw a raven mocker (beastly sons of a "fallen angel" called Kalona") about to die with both his wing and his arm broken (they are 1/2 man and 1/2 bird beasts). And in the end she decided to help him. And I believe that I would have done the same thing.
        A persons parents is different from that person. And even though Kalona has done many evil things, that doesn't make him evil too. It just makes him caught in his fathers shadow. And it's sometimes is hard to break that shadow. But is possible if tried.
        In the book Horton Hears a Who Horton says throughout the whole book "a persons a person no matter how small". In some ways that's true. But in other ways it's not. What if you were too kill an ant because it's gross? Does it make it okay because an ant is just one little insignificant bug? Or does is it not okay because every life no matter how small is sacred?
        What do you think? Should it be okay to kill insicnificant creatures? And do your parents make you feel as if you should follow in their footsteps? 
       

When is it an absolute MUST to stop rereading books that we can't help loving no matter what the level?

        I love reading. I read Warriors. I read Percy Jackson and the Olympians. I read Cirque Du Freak. I read Vladimir Tod. I read The Mysterious Benedict Society. I read Pretty Little Liars. I read The Frog Princess series. I read Peter Pan and The Star-Catchers series. I read Alphas (a series by Lissi Harrison). What do all of these books have in common besides the fact that I absolutely love them? They are all below my level of reading.
        I understand when books get to easy for someone they should stop reading them and move on. But what if you can't? What if you love a book so much that you are not going to stop reading it? I don't think we should ever give up the books we love no matter how easy or hard they are. Besides what defines a level of reading? How much you can understand and comprehend the text? If you come across 5 words within the first chapter that you don't understand?Why does everyone NEED a level?
        When I was little my mom used to read me the story Snug House Bug House. It's a baby book with only 2-4 words on every page. And yet when I come across it in my house somewhere; under my mom's bed or in my little sisters room I'll pick it up and read it. Even if it's just to remember all the times my mom read it to me and when I could read all the times I read it to myself.
        Books carry memories from the times you read about all the drama the characters are getting themselves into to when you saw the book for the first time and read the blurb to see if it was a good book to read. I don't think I could ever stop reading all those books I mentioned. They're just amazing. Even when the day comes to move on (and that day is coming sooner than I hoped) I won't stop reading them. I just won't read them quite as often.       

How do you use the word "no"when talking to yourself?

        Craig is anything but normal. He is depressed. He can't get through school. He can't handle eating or sleeping. It's as if life for him is one big task that he just can't do. But the weird thing is, he seems okay with it. As if he realized there is no help coming to him. That, he just has to accept that he is depressed and not going to get better. He tries to make it better. He tries to have a Shift. But all he gets are Fake Shifts. And he turned to suicide as he realized that nothing was going to help.
        If we have something coming to us, that we can't help, something that we don't want to happen with all our might, do we accept it or stop it? Do we even try to make it better? Or do we just give in and let it come? To me, it all depends on who's inflicting it. Is it some one younger? Some one who I can say no to? Is it some one older and wiser who says "we want to help you"? When do we get the power to say no?
        Craig has the power to say no. In fact, we all do. We just don't realize it until it's too late. If Craig really wanted to, if he wanted to make it better, he could do it. We have power over our selves. We have a conscience. I can make my self do what ever I want. If I wanted to become depressed I think I could. But I don't. I have Anchors. If Craig could just hold on and grip those Anchors like his life line, he could make it through. I know he could. I know because he was strong enough to go to the hospital by himself. He didn't kill himself. He got help. He got help because he does want to live. And he has Anchors that he doesn't know about yet. All he has to do is find them.
        My only question is weather or not people talk to themselves. Or conscience, our guide that tells us right from wrong is ourselves. We make the decision to do some thing bad. We make the decision to do some thing good. And the way I do that is by talking to myself. I do it all the time. It may seem strange or weird, but we all do it. It's that stream of thought inside our head that is constantly at conversation with it self. People think things like "her dress is so cute" and "oh my god. I forgot to do my homework. I'm in so much trouble". This is basically talking to yourself. I have the other me that's just a clone of myself that I talk to to figure things out like math problems. Craig has the army guy that he talks to when he's feeling bad. We all have someone.
        Who do you have? Who do you talk to?           

Harry Potter And The Goblet Of Fire

        How would you feel if you were a slave? Would you like it? Or would you hate it? Would you love your master until the end? Would you even choose to be a slave? These are the questions that the house elf's of Harry Potter #'s 2-7 by J.K. Rowling never got to ask themselves.
        In Harry Potter House elf's are little creatures that work and serve wizard families like slaves. They only wear old pillow cases and things that are really like junk. They are set free when they are presented real cloths. They can't use a wand and they can't leave their family. They work for the same wizard family until the day that they die, the day that the whole wizard family dies (which is very unlikely), or the day that they are set free (which is even more unlikely than the whole wizard family dieing). They get no pay and no vacation. Now, Hermione (one of Harry's friends) is trying to get them basic human rights.
        I think that it's really courageous of Hermione to do this. No one has really ever thought about the elf's before. But you can actually argue her point either way. You could say that they should be free, but you could also say that they should say as slaves.
        For one thing they seem to like work. In fact they seem to love it. When Winky (the house elf of Mr. Crouch in Harry Potter #4) was set free she started bawling her eyes out for weeks. She actually missed working like a dog for her master. And when Dobby (Malfoy's house elf in Harry Potter #2) was offered 10 galleons a week and weekends off, when he started working at Hogwarts he didn't take it. He only took one day a month and 1 galleon a week. Plus, all the house elf's themselves say that it's the elf way to work and that no one should try to change it.
        But on the other side it kind of seems as if the have been brain washed. They now think that being a slave is okay. I'm sure that if they tried freedom, they would love it. In fact, I don't think they have ever had freedom. They just know work. Actually, some have just been born in to it. That's why they love it so much. It's the only thing they have ever known. They are probably scared to go out in the real world with out their masters. And it's because they have no idea what the real world holds for them. Like Dobby, if they just went out there for a change and seed what it was like, they would love it. But of course they are tied to their masters forever.
        At first I thought that the house elf's shouldn't be free. To me it sounded like they loved work. But now that I've typed out all of these reasons, I realize that they should be free. No one should have to live a life of slavery. Even if they are fictional characters. So I have decided to applaud Hermione.
Clap clap,clap,clap...       

Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban

        Right now I have to be doing homework. Because if I don't I'll be drowned in it later. But what I would rather be doing is getting lost in a book. A specific book. A book called Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. A book that is completely spectacular.
        There is just one thing I don't understand in this book. Nobody is letting Harry out of their site, nor is he allowed to leave the grounds or go anywhere after sundown, for fear that he will be killed by none other than Sirius Black. If I remember correctly Harry has faced Voldemort 3 times now. And he has lived. People venerate him. And, that's not even including the time when he was an infant. And if I do say so my self, (and I do) Voldemort seems worse than Black.
        If Harry can beat down Voldemort 3 times than surly he can take on one crazed Wizard. Why do people have doubt in him? Now you see, doubt is a curios thing. You can doubt things. You can doubt other people. And you can have doubt in yourself. It's one of those things that you never out grow or get rid of. It stays with you until the day you die.
        You will ask your self always "can I do this? No, I doubt it.", "can it stand this? No, I doubt it.", "can I trust this person? No I doubt it".
        James Potter asked himself if he could trust Black. He said yes and he and his wife died.   

Vladimir Tod - book 5 - Twelfth Grade Kills

I cannot put into words what this book means to me. But I will try. Sitting on the couch is me. In my hands is Twelfth Grade Kills. And the whole entire day I do not stop reading. I go on a journey through the last chapter of the life of Vladimir Tod. And I do not stop until I am done.

This series is about a young half vampire who is born not created. He is the product of a human and a vampire. And when he discovers an ancient prophecy that says he will rule the vampires and enslave the human race he struggles too come to terms with what he might and could be. 

Thinking back, I realize that I missed so much. Even though I read the book, and I took in and understood the words, the sentences and all of the paged paragraphs I did not know what I had. And what I had was a real life journey.

Vlad struggles through out the whole book and through out the whole series with who and what he is. At first he tried to deny it. He was not the Pravus. He was not evil. And he would definitely not do any of the things that the prophecy mentioned. He was just one kid. But when he started too accept it his life changed forever. Sometimes it was terrible. But other times he was as happy as one could get.

In order for your life to twist and turn as it should you need to accept things good or bad. If you don't then you will have a very boring life. You need to accept who and what you are. No matter what the price is. Because if you can't be honest with your self...who can you be honest with? Plus, who cares what other people think? It's your life and your going to live it how ever you want. Let people think what they want to think. It's your life.

But there is a problem. Accepting who you are is something that you need to do. But living how you want to live and acting how you want to act is a whole other thing. When you really think about it, we are bound to and by society. Sure, it keeps the world and the nation together. But what about individual people. What if I don't like my teacher and I feel like slapping her because she is getting annoying? What if I'm tired of school and tired  of learning so I decide not to go?

Everything you do and everything you say is just another round of cause and effect. I slap my teacher; I get in to monumental trouble. I don't get an education; I go nowhere in life. All good things have a reward and all bad things have a punishment.

Vlad accepts that he is the Pravus; he saves the entire town of Bathory. He refuses to kill Joss when he has the chance; Joss nearly kills Vlad. There will always be the good and the bad. But accepting it is the way to making the most out of everything.     

The Phantom Tollbooth

          I have noticed a great many things in the Phantom Tollbooth. For example on pg 19. When the weather men is talking about how people never go beyond Expectations. That's capitalized because in the book it's a real place. It just got me thinking how it's true. Some people that you may have high hopes for never go beyond expectations. Like in school. Some students never go beyond what the teacher expects of them. Or in the book some people never go beyond Expectations as a place. And as it is the weather mans job to urge them on, its a teaches job to urge on his or her students to go beyond expectations too. This also makes me think about how the author takes things from real life and makes them literal.
           Another example of the author making things literal  is on pg 31. Tock tells Milo that if he starts to think the car will get moving. And it's true. If you work hard and think hard things will get moving. You will get a good job and have a good life. Besides becoming a zillionaire what could be better?