Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Blog 13: Revision Of Blog 9

It all seems like a dream. It started with me talking to that steadfast pig head. When I first heard it's voice my body turned all tremulous on me. At first I didn't quite get what it was walking about, "We are going to have fun on this island. Understand?", the voice still in my head, "We are going to have fun on this island! So don't try it on, my poor misguided boy, or else-". It told me what was going to happen, "-Or else, we shall do you? See? Jack and Roger and Maurice and Robert and Bill and Piggy and Ralph. DO YOU. See?" I thought it was asking me if I see but my mind was corrupted by that.

I needed to clear it.I decided I would go up into the forest, clear my mind. When I got there I made a discovery noone would believe. The "all feared beastie" was just a dead guy stuck on a tree with a parachute. I decided I should go up the mountain and look for the flame to see where I should go to spread the truth. I ran up and saw flames which is where I decided to go. as i walked along nearing the sight of the flames it was now night and a storm was coming. I hear chants near by and get a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I stumble out of the forest only to be greeted by a circle and chanting, "KILL THE BEAST, CUT HIS THROAT, SPILL HIS BLOOD, DO HIM IN". The rain falling, the circle growing, little did I know what my ill fate would become. They start pummeling me as soon as they surround me. They bit and scratched and punched and kicked as I yelled trying to tell them what I found. I remeber my exact words, "The beast isn't real! It's just a dead guy.", but they wouldn't stop. I stumbled down a small cliff toward the water to escape the insane crowd. Then I felt blood trickling down my face. And that is the last thing I felt before I died.

Little did I know what that tonight would approch the cliff in my life. That tonight I would reach my peak, a peak you just have to close your eyes. Close your eyes and hope you can jump. And if you jump you just hope you don't ever land.
The fall that last forever, the fall that feels alright. It's the landing that hurts, SPLAT!

Monday, March 10, 2008

Blog 12: Part 2 "Judge Courtroom Script"

Judge: Please be seated. Today we are hearing in the case of High Tech Middle versus Mr. Jack Merridew who is accused on two counts of murder. The murders of Simon Potter and Edwin "Piggy" ____________. Does prosecution or defense have any request to admit or exclude any evidence.



(supposing answer is no)



Now we shall the opening statement for both the prosecution and defense. Prosecution you may make your opening statement.



(after prosecution opening statement)



Thank you. Defense you may make your opening statement.



(after defense opening statement)



Thank you defense. Prosecution you may start your case-in-chief.



{if anyone objects either allow or over rule dependingon whats happening}



(after case-in-chief)



Defense at this time you may cross examine any of the witnesses brought up previously.



(after cross-examination)



Prosecution you may re-examine your witnesses at this time.



(after redirect)



Does the defense rest?


(if yes)



(if defense makes motion to dismiss, DENY)



Defense you may start your case-in-chief.



(after case-in-chief)



Prosecution, now is the time to cross-examine the defenses witnesses if you so choose.



(after cross-examination)



Defense, now you may re-examine your witnesses if you want to.



(after redirect)

Does the defense rest?

(if yes)

Thank you, prosecution you may make your rebuttal.


(after rebuttal)

Will the prosecution and defense attorney's approach the stand?

(make jury instructions)

Prosecution you may make your closing argument.

(after prosecution closing argument)

Defense you may make your closing argument.

(after closing argument)

Prosecution you may make your final rebuttal if you so choose.

{after this the jury makes there deliberation and renders a verdict and th judge delivers a sentence}

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Blog 12: Part 1- Q and A

Recently we have decided to put Mr. Jack Merridew on trial for the death that have occurred on the island. I have been chosen as the judge. To prepare for my role I decided I would learn more about judges as to what they do in the court.

Q: What is a judges main purpose in the courtroom?

A: The main purpose of a judge is to hold hearings between two disputing parties and maintain order between the parties. They also ensure that all rules and legal procedures are followed throughout the trial.

Q: What powers do judges have in the court?

A: They can allow or over rule objections to info the opposing has given. They also have the power to both allow or deny motions to dismiss and post trial motions. These motions are when the defense ask the judge to acquit the defendant, before the jury can render a verdict. But usually the judge will deny these motions though.

Q; What do judges have to do with sentencing?

A: If the defendant is found guilty then the judge will sentence the defendant to jail time, time in prison, community service, house arrest, or probation.

Q: What if the defendant is found not guilty?

A: If the jury renders a verdict of not guilty then the defendant is let free to go.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Blog 11: A Shame To Britain

"Well don't just sit around like a bunch of little pansies, MOVE!!!" I exlaimed at my crew as I saw the smoke arise from the island. We got about 700 feet away when I yelled, "Drop Anchor!!"

They heaved the anchor over the edge of the ship as w got into a small life raft and rowed to shore. As we neared faint ululations could be heard from the island. I visualized what could be happening on that island, but it was too late to go back now. We are basically at the shore when I see that the entire island has been set a flame. We get to shore and my crew of 5 starts to cower in fear of a dark figur walking out the hell-like forest. I place my hand on the handle of my revolver as to draw it if I don't like what I see emerge from the forest of hell. I grip the handle and start to pull it out only to see that the dark figure is just a little boy, no older than my son. He came out and looke me right in the eye.

In my mind I thought "Beelzebub must of had devils put aside for this,"

I asked him questions and all I would recieve were short answers. I urged them to elaborate but I recieved nothing. Why, there was even a young boy who couldn't remember his own name. Whatever happened here, put these boys through hell and back twice. I couldn't imagine what could have caused them to result to this. And when I asked if there were any casualties and the answer was yes, I wasn't very surprised. But when I asked them if they were British and the answer was yes, I was.

What a shame to Britain.

Friday, February 29, 2008

Blog 10: All This Over A Pair Of Specs

Everything was just wild, we can hardly remember what happened. It all happened so fast, we started out without fire, and we ended as prisoners. It all started after Jack and his crew stole Piggy's glasses. Without the glasses we had no fire, we had no hope of being rescued.

That morning we decided we needed to get Piggy's glasses back. Piggy was thinking he could just reason with Jack, tell him that it was the right thing to do, boy was he wrong. Ralph decided we would go find Jack and his tribe and try to re-obtain the specs. Ralph said we should try and look somewhat presentable, you know, clean ourselves up a bit. He really didn't ask for our opinion which kind of hurt our feelings. But we decided we would take some spears, just in case somethiing went down.

As we treaded down the island we had to stop and guide the newly blinded Piggy so that he wouldn't walk ino the ocean. We neared the spot of the feast, the sand, the sand had red stains in it. Terror, hatrid, and sadness entered us as we passed along. Thoughts of Simon entered our heads, the terror we caused him, the hatrid towards ourselves for what we did, and the sad emotions entering our bodies knowing he can never come back. Ralph finally spoke up and knew where the hunters had gone, Castle Rock.

We neared the neck of land that leaded to Castle Rock. We felt nervous that our encounter with the new found chief would be not so pretty. As we walked along the narrow neck of land Piggy got scared that he would fall off the cliff because he could here the waves crashing on the side of the neck. We urged him along and kept moving toward Castle Rock. The secind we git there Roger confronts us, the second he does Ralph laughs and blows the conch. All the hunters emerge from Castle Rock alertly at the sound of the conch. To us this meant that through all of their savageness, they still had a bit of respect for the conch.

Jack came out of the woods and Ralph confronted him immediately, a modern day war of the worlds was to happen. Ralph called Jack a thief one second and the next they were fighting each other with spears. After they finished Jack had some of his tribe members tie us up and they took us into Castle Rock. Roger then launched a boulder and it hit Piggy, sent him flying forty feet before he landed in the water, his brains spilling out of his head. After that, we were prisoners of Jack's. We had two choices, live and join his tribe or face the same fate as our beloved friend Piggy.

To think, all of this over a pair of specs. Damn!!

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Blog 9: Blinded By The Chief

This morning I woke up to the cold chills of the ocean. I give the thought's of last night a shudder and walk to the phospherescent water. I think of the smothering we recieved by Jack and his damned friends. They almost stifled me last night. Nearly killed Ralph and Samneric. They took our ignition source, sight, my glasses.

Yesterday morning me and Ralph had a realization, Simon was gone. We had another realization to, we aided in the... we helped. I tried to explainm to Ralph that it was an accident, gesticulating while trying to find the right words to say. We ended up pretty much lying to ourselves that we weren't even there. Simon was now part of the ocean, part of nature, food for a... nevermind.

They came in at deep night with a target. They needed to steal my glasses, which they achieved, in order to make a fire. Ralph had tried to keep me quiet but my asthma kicked in. My lungs forcing air in and out, fluctuating if you will. They surrounded our hut. Ralph stepped out side and was hit. Another came in the hut and tried to take my glasses. I try to fight him off but he just wouldn't let go. He punched me in the belly and gave me a slap and i dropped the glasses. He ran out the hut and told his buddies to leave. He even said "I got fatty's glasses, c'mon", they left and I crawled out the hut toward my beat-up buddies. Ralph and Eric were talking about what happened during their battles. Apparently Eric had kneed someone right in the junk bag, if you catch my drift. But after he said that Ralph had a nervous tone to his voice. I spoke up and all I told Ralph was, "What am I going to do?", and we decided to pick it up this morning.

So now I pretty much and blind and can hardly see. Maybe with this new blindness my hearing will enhance. I'll be like that superhero Daredevil. Oh boy.

Blog 8: Puerco En Un Palillo

It all seems like a dream. It started with me talking to that steadfast pig head. When I first heard it's voice my body turned all tremulous on me. At first I didn't quite get what it was walking about, "We are going to have fun on this island. Understand?", the voice still in my head, "We are going to have fun on this island! So don't try it on, my poor misguided boy, or else-". It told me what was going to happen, "-Or else, we shall do you? See? Jack and Roger and Maurice and Robert and Bill and Piggy and Ralph. DO YOU. See?" I thought it was asking me if I see but my mind was corrupted by that. I needed to clear it.

I decided I would go up into the forest, clear my mind. When I got there I made a discovery noone would believe. The "all feared beastie" was just a dead guy stuck on a tree with a parachute. I decided I should go up the mountain and look for the flame to see where I should go to spread the truth. I ran up and saw flames which is where I decided to go. as i walked along nearing the sight of the flames it was now night and a storm was coming. I hear chants near by and get a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I stumble out of the forest only to be greeted by a circle and chanting, "KILL THE BEAST, CUT HIS THROAT, SPILL HIS BLOOD, DO HIM IN". They start pummeling me as soon as they surround me. They bit and scratched and punched and kicked as I yelled trying to tell them what I found. I remeber my exact words, "The beast isn't real! It's just a dead guy.", but they wouldn't stop. I stumbled down a small cliff toward the water to escape the insane crowd. Then I felt blood trickling down my face. And that is the last thing I felt before I died.