The Rime of The Ancient Mariner

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner project is due on Wednesday/Thursday.  Get it done...  Here is the assignment sheet if you need it.

2 ways to see the mariner

Fwd: Memory lane

Back in 2nd grade I was with talon and we were on the bus and I told him that I had a soda and he wanted it so I gave to him and I said to him that there was car accident at this old sign because it was ruined and talon was sinking the soda while I was telling him and just started to laugh then he opened his mouth and a bunch of soda came running down on my shirt.

Fwd: Memory

       I have a memory of my sister and I when we were little. She was the second child. We were really dumb when we were younger. We were like little trouble makers in our family. One day my mom went to the store for groceries or something. She left my sister and I at home. We decided to play tag in the house and all of a sudden we broke one of my mom's favorite necklaces by hitting the shelf over and the necklace fell and broke. I was so mad because I knew we shouldn't had been running around inside the house. I knew that when she got back we were going to be in big trouble. When my mom got back, sure enough she was really mad and she put both of us in time out where I couldn't talk to my sister. We both got punished for we did and I learned my lesson that day. 

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In elementary I had chipped a bone in my arm and I had a sling on and I was in line for lunch at school and this red head girl came up to me and twisted my arm (the one in the sling). It really hurt and I don't know why she did it, I don't think we liked each other very much. But then I tried to get out of her grip and she wouldn't let me go. Eventually she did but it really hurt and I don't think I cried though, I tried to do something back to her. I wasn't very strong at the time, but I'm pretty sure I tried to pull her hair. The teacher saw me and I thought I was the one picking on her and I tried to explain to her what happened but she didn't believe me. After all of that when it was my turn to get my food then I wasn't allowed to eat because I got in trouble for trying to hurt the red head girl, when it wasn't my fault. I was trying to get back at her.

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Back in elementary school Tyler and Nate Duran use to have a really big crush on Fallon and they would always leave love notes in her bag that were somewhat inappropriate or whatever. And so one day on the bus me and fall decided to write a note back to both of them, but like it wasn't even mean looking back on it but apparently it was back then so anyways during lunch I gave them the note and then a teacher saw it and Fallon and I got called out of class and she told the teacher I wrote it but I told the teacher she wrote it and then we had to write an apology letter back to them. And then after a while when we all got to be friends again we asked if they ever read our apology letter and they said no which is so stupid so basically the principle lied and just kept them so like what was the point of even writing it in the first place 

Fwd: Transactional Theory

     Once upon a time, I was sitting in my room reading a good book on a peaceful summer afternoon when I finished the last chapter of the book that absolutely broke my heart. I re-read the last page over and over until the words where beginning to blend together. I shut the book closed and threw it across my 12x10 room and started crying. I thought to myself, "How is it possible for a piece of literature to do this to someone?". I was hysterical. Feelings of rage and heartbreak were coursing through my veins when suddenly, my door opened. In came my little sister, mouth agape to see me curled up into a ball soaked in tears. I thought, How could she be fine when I'm reading this depressing book? I was hit with a wave of jealousy that she wasn't even able to read and experience my "book hangover". Before I could think about the sentence about to leave my mouth, I shouted, "WHAT DO YOU WANT!? GET OUT!!". She shut the door and ran to the one person who I could not EVER sympathize with. My mom. My mother and sister came barreling through the door and my mom yelled at me for being rude. I got what I deserved for being jealous towards a person who couldn't even read. To this day, I still read heartbreaking books but remember to cry for only ten minutes. And lock my door. The end. 

Fwd: Memory

So there's this river behind our house and me and my siblings always went to go swimming, because it's deep enough for us to go swimming in it and beside this river is a little cliff where we can jump off. And for me I went on this cliff and didn't care to look down, as I jumped wanted to do the flip and as I tried....ended up hitting my sister in the face. And got in trouble cause I gave her a black eye, couldn't go to the river for 3 weeks😒

Fwd: Memory story

Recently I was driving with my sister, she was pregnant at the time and had to drive her around because her husband went back up North for work and family matters. But when I was driving her around, She kept teasing me and kinda got me mad because I couldn't make a good come back. Until we came to a bridge and it had a sign saying "No vehicles exceeding over 18,000 tons" and stopped. She leans over and says "Why did you stop??" as I look at a point at the sign and say "It says nothing over 18,000 tons". 

Fwd: Dank stories

This one time I was shooting off fireworks with some friends and we we're throwing aerials up and one didn't go high enough so we all ran. Then we started throwing fire crackers at each other and one went off in my ear. So I went to the hospital but I couldn't hear them. They didn't do anything.  It was a fun night 

Fwd: Memory

I remember when I was about 6 or 7, I was going through the coat closet trying to find my tiny sewing machine and while I was yanking things out of the closet, my dad's giant iron block that he used for his jewelry had fallen out and crushed my foot and I began to cry. While crying, my mom tried to comfort me and for some stupid reason, I thought they would chop my foot off because I couldn't feel it anymore from how bad it hurt.

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So when I was about 12 years old I remember I was just laying down on my bed trying to fall asleep. And then I started thinking of the time when my dad bought me a ice cream cone from Dairy Queen, I remember that it was a chocolate and vanilla swirl with Oreo crushings on top. And I remember we went to the park and we played basketball, and ate at Sonics. The emotions felt so real and happy. But then I remember I woke up, and remembered that the day never happened and that my dad never was there. And then I remembered that I cried because I wanted a dad growing up.

Fwd: Share

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Title:My memory Josh,Content: A memory that this story brings up is a time where I was in first or second grade and I was a dumb little guy. But we were on our way to lunch and we were in a single line, and there was this girl that was in front of me.  I don't know what provoked me,  but I just decided to go and trip her. So that happened and she fell so hard that you could just hear her knees hit the cement.  But she's started to cry and I was standing there life what the heck just happened.  My punishment for doing that was no recess for that day. I was happy it wasn't really serious.

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In 2nd grade I started a fire up in the hills at Rehoboth. Friends and I lit bushes on fire and roasted marshmallows at recess for about a week and then one day at lunch recess i lit a bush and it got out of control and the fire department came. All the teachers walked out with fires extinguishers. I got suspended for 3 days and had to cut my hair because I burned it.

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   One year when I was like ten my brothers got air soft guns for Christmas. The one rule my parents gave them was to not shoot anybody with them. They agreed and that rule worked for the first week probably. Then every other day they would run up to me and hold me down and put the gun to my leg and would ask, loaded or not loaded? But the game was alway rigged because the gun was always loaded and they would shot me no matter what I said.

Fwd: Transactional Theory

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This time that was I was dumb I was walking with some ffiends and then I stepped on this huge rock. It spun around and i fell in the dirt, I just laughed at myself to hide my embarrassment.

Fwd: Memories

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There was this time I left the parking break on in my friends car and he tried to drive it with the brake on. Now nobody will let me forget it. It's like I have a parking break hung around my neck.

Fwd: Memory

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In 2nd grade I was playing on the play ground and a boy pushed me down the slide when I wasn't ready and told me I couldn't go back on the slide again. We went back to the class room and it was snack time, the teacher gave us our snacks. During reading time I went up behind him and spilled my juice box all over his head and made him cry. My punishment was no more juice for the week and write the kid a sorry letter. 

Fwd: Story

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There was this one time when my sister and niece lived with my mom and I during the summer and one day, my niece was playing with all my toys and stuff so I got mad and tried to take them all away from her. Then my mom and sister got mad at me and told me to share my toys and I didn't like that very much. So out of anger, I wrote a really dramatic "letter" to my mom saying that my niece can have all my toys and that I was gonna run away and then I hid in my closet. They all played along and pretended to not know where I was. My niece was crying because she actually thought I was gone and my sister was pretending to be sad and I felt really bad. Then my mom came into my room and started talking about having to sell all my stuff and so I ran out and told her that I was in the closet.

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When I was in about 1st or 2nd grade I remember in my class I sat by this kid named Lucas. He was the one kid who always got in trouble and he was the "naughty one" anyways I remember that one day he had gotten some cool looking pencils and I was really jealous of him so I asked him for one but of course he said no and said that I didn't deserve one so I decided to take one so I took one when he wasn't looking. I never even thought he would count his pencils to make sure they were all there. So he's sitting there counting his pencils and he looks at me and asks for his pencil back and told him that I deserve one because I was his friend and he kept asking for it back and I said no. He then grabbed my arm and bit me. And I started to cry because it hurt and then he got sent to the principles office and I was sitting in class with imprints of teeth on my arm. But I still got a cool pencil. 

Fwd:

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This one time my brother falsely accused me of cursing and my mom took both of us and in front of my brothers and sisters she made us wash out our out with soap.
Therefore cursing is not the way to go..

Fwd: My memory

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My memory

The death of the albatross reminded me of the death of my sisters cat... I guess that the cat had crawled into the engine to get away from my dog and slept there thinking it was safe. We went into town and didn't know the cat was shredded up in the engine. No sound came out and nobody knew. A couple days later there was a smell coming from the front of the truck and in through the vents. My grandpa checked it and there was fur all underneath the hood and the cat was still inside.


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Fwd: Memory

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I use to have a good friend and when i told him I liked a certain girl and he told me he's cursh we agreed not to go for the same girl but instead he back stabbed me and asked her out which i hated him ever since and she barley just started to like. He betrayed me and we have never been friends ever since.

Fwd: Transactional Theory

• In part one of the story the memory that I evoke is when my sister is given credit for cleaning the kitchen and I did most of the work. So I made the kitchen dirty again in order for her to clean again all by herself and no help from me. This memory comes to me when jealousy is brought into the story.

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When I was in 2nd grade I was on the play ground. My friends and I were playing tag on one of the playground equipments. While we were playing a boy blocked my path and told me I wasn't aloud to play on it because I was a girl. I told him to move and he wouldn't and I keep telling him to move. Finally I told him if he didn't move he would get hurt. Well he didn't move and I bit him on the lower leg through a pair of blue jeans and left teeth marks. After that I got in trouble with the Principle and I had to write him an apology note which at the time I didn't think I needed to because he was being mean to me and my friends.

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When I was in 2nd grade I was on the play ground. My friends and I were playing tag on one of the playground equipments. While we were playing a boy blocked my path and told me I wasn't aloud to play on it because I was a girl. I told him to move and he wouldn't and I keep telling him to move. Finally I told him if he didn't move he would get hurt. Well he didn't move and I bit him on the lower leg through a pair of blue jeans and left teeth marks. After that I got in trouble with the Principle and I had to write him an apology note which at the time I didn't think I needed to because he was being mean to me and my friends.

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When I was in Elementary school I was sent to the principals office for putting rocks in childrens bags. I then had to sit in her office and tell her why I did it and my excuse was "because it's fun."

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This past year at Broken Arrow, my friend and I were up for a challenge. The challenge was the peanut butter toss. I was the "catcher" and my friend was the tosser. Me. Bruinius was the one giving instructions and my friend and I were buttering up the cheap bread good, so it could stick. He told us stand a distance away from each other and asked if we were all ready. As my friend threw our first bread, she missed my face and got my leg. I was yelling at her and telling hoe to throw or toss. Our second bread had a large amount of peanut butter and as she tossed it, it flew in the air.... really high.... super slow... And as it came down, I fixed into my position and closed my eyes. The thing I remember the most is how loud the peanut butter sounded against my face! We were the first ones to get it and we were super happy. Then it took forever to wash off. The end (:

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The time when I got punished for doing something was in the 6th grade when I used to ride the bus to school. For some odd reason I didn't like my bus driver and he always used to get on my nerves. He would always tell me and another student to pick up trash on the bus. The trash was not even ours. So one day I decided to not listen to him and just sit there. Thinking I was cool for not listening to him, but somehow the news got to my grandmother and she was not happy. That is the time when my grandmother used to work at the school as a custodian. That is one of the times that I remember getting punished for doing something wrong.

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When I was a young  child I was in town with my mother and we just got home . I had seen a chicken house open and the chickens were no where to be found . And seen feathers around Every where and my father came out and said a fez dog got into the chicken house and ate all of the chickens. I was so devastated and sad about that . But I could really care less now about chickens now because chickens are mean .

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A memory would be getting going to a store with my cousins, to get supplies to make cards for our parents. As walking into the store one of us thought of a line from the movie "The White Chicks" and one of us said that line and shoved the other into the self, mostly everything from the shelf fell off. The store was very quiet and you could hear the things falling. So we tried and put the things back on the shelf as best as we could but we just ran out because we did not want to get into trouble.

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When I was in 7th grade I had a dream that my crush and my best friend started dating and the next day when I came to school I was mad at my best friend and I didn't tell them what I was mad at them for so for like a week we didn't talk to each other. So I had no one to talk to. 

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When I was in 4th grade we had a basketball game. There was this kid that was super annoying and liked to brag about him being better than me. I shot a layup and missed it and that kid said that he could have made it. So when we were running back on defense I ran right behind him and tried to karate kick him. I missed him totally and fell on my butt. My dad recorded the whole thing. whenever we had a game again that morning my dad would show me the recording and tell me not to mess up again.

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Once I just became best friends with my mate whom I just started hanging out with, we'd been friends since freshman year then “BFFs” a few months ago and then all of a sudden noticed that they stopped talking to me, stop tagging me in memes, stopped making time for me, and just out right ignoring me. I soon found out they were being my BFF because they were having friendship problems with their “secret” BFF and needed a back up friend, I was the backup friend. I was very distraught and very jealous but I didn't do anything, seeing that they made it very clear that they didn't need me anymore so I just left it.

That's my story of me getting jealous.

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When I was little I went to the beach with my family. I was trying to build a sand castle but I couldn't do it. I saw some other people had built one and I got mad that I couldn't make one so I walked over to their castle and stepped on it, completely destroying it. My mom got mad at me and she told me to say sorry or we were leaving. I didn't want to say sorry so we left.

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In my 8th grade year I was caught texting on my phone, we were not allowed to have our phones at school, so when I got caught I got written up and my punishment was for my phone to be taken away and I wouldn't get it back til the end of the year and I would have to be in detention for a week or so. In detention I had to write on a full paper front and back and write, "I will not bring my phone to school anymore," that would be on 2 full papers. I would also be there to clean the classroom. My detentions were after school almost everyday. 

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As a kid, my father owned a giant mountain bike and I had a little bmx bike. I was getting bored of riding my bike on the street, so I decided to take my dad's bike and go to some hills that wasn't far away from my home. I didn't ride the bike the hills I just pushed it there and up a hill that was as tall as a one story building. The bike was hard to get on, but once I was on the bike was leaning to the left because of my short legs so I had to find a rock to put my foot so the bike would be more balanced. The second I pushed off the rock and started pedaling I immediately got scared, the bike got faster and I thought once the bike hit the flat surface I was going to crash somehow. Instead I lifted my right over to the other side of the bike and I jumped off.  I didn't land in sand, I landed on a big flat rock which broke my pinkie, ring, and middle finger on my left hand and cut open arm and a busted lip. My punishment was having to take the undamaged bike back with my injuries and having to deal with my dad.

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In first grade I really really wanted to go on the tire swing but no one ever let me have a turn so one day I decided to ditch class to try it out. At 8:15 the bell rung as always but I stayed on the playground alone and sat on the tire swing. Turns out this wasn't a good idea because I would end up getting in trouble with the school and sitting on the tire swing alone is not very much fun. As a tiny first grader trying to push myself on a tire swing I did not swing very fast or high at all. Later in the day when I went back to class I was questioned about where I was and just broke out in tears and admitted everything. 

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I was with my Dad at Lake Powell and we rented a boat. My dad had to steer for a while because I wasn't allowed to steer. Eventually, he let me take control and I was nervous because it was a fast boat and I had never steered a boat before. Once I got comfortable, I opened it up and went really fast. He was trying to read in the back. He got mad at me because of the bouncing. After about two hours, we stopped and the engine wouldn't start because it had flooded and I didn't use the bilge pump.