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Little test in class:
Is science or art more essential to humanity? This question requires deep thinking. Science can practice humans’ skills of understanding and solving problems, it can make all the things in humans’ lives clear, solved and organized. Art can practice humans’ skills of creativity and designing structures, it can make humans’ lives more interesting and full of fun.
Science is what the left brain do. Science can keep you to think and be active and let you learn to organize things. For example, a good company or person that owns a good company uses the thought of “I need to control it” to make it a huge company.
On the other hand, art is what right brain do. Art can let you to create whatever things you want and try/experience things out. For example, those famous people that creates a new company and provides others a convenient life like Apple uses the thought of creative and the thought of “I want to try it out” to get to the end.
At last, I want to state that I think art is more important in our lives than science because it can leads us to explore the world and things that we don’t know. Which one do you think is more important?
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I believe that learning from experiences is better than learning from books. Learning in that scene will be more efficient than learning from a fake scene. When you figure a question out on your own, you will know better when you met it next time. If I let to choose the two ways to learn, you must like to try it yourself than hearing me telling you about what it feels like, smells like, looks like…
Also, books or other information written on paper, sometimes, will be wrong. Books are written by people that tried that thing out, it’s their thoughts about it. It may not be what you think, so don’t believe in others, believe yourself. Will you want to see your friend spending five days to finish reading a long information book, but found out that all the information is wrong? That’s a waste of time.
So, please learn from your experiences than from the books, it’s a better way to learn and will help you improve.
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Play, play, play! Kids just want to play. I believe that our school must build a huge playground for kids to play. It’s not only for the kids, but also for the school! Schools with a huge playground, or playing area, will attract so many children to come. A huge playground can also change others’ thinking about our school: Wow! A huge playground! My kids will be very happy to be there.
If you build this playground, kids or even parents will love you. Children can play happily, move happily, and learn happily. Children moving around more will make their happiness increase, causing them to learn focused and behave better in school time.
You want to play or learn? Of course, children will LOVE to play. Please build me, build us, build the whole school a happy playground.
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All the things in the city were normal, very normal. The planes soaring in the air, people hanging in the street, traders shouting over each other, competing about who sells the most goods. But then, the air started changing. The cloud covered the sun. The wind started blowing.
I woke up and peeked out through the curtain. The sun shined brightly in the sky, smiling at the people going to work. Maybe dad was in there too, I thought. I’m only six, so Mom needs to stay with me during the day. Mom said that we can go to the toy shop and buy whatever toy I want, since it was my birthday. Thinking is not how you do things, Mom always said. So, I jumped onto my cute little pony mat, changed my clothes, and started the day.
A few minutes later, I was at the front door, waiting for Mom impatiently. I wanted to keep calm, so Mom will say that I’m a good patient kid, but I’m so excited to buy my favorite toy! If I show Dad my little pony pencil case, Dad will say that It’s a good choice.
Finally, we walked through our beautiful garden, toward our car. On the way out, I felt that the flowers were laughing or smiling at me. It didn’t feel well, and I don’t know if it’s good or bad.
As I had expected, I got my perfect pony pencil case. I hid it in my little backpack, not letting anyone see, including me. When we got into our car, a loud bang spread over the city, followed by a second bang and a third bang. I am frightened and scared. I curled up un my seat, and Mom told me to be calm. The city broadcast then told us, residents, to go to the air defense center, and they will keep us safe.
On the way to the air defense center, I saw a huge traffic jam because everyone was heading toward one place. We fought our way to it and finally got safe from that disaster.
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English writing class 3
March 13, 2135
Today, the U.S.A is throwing bombs to us. I just woke up, seeing everyone rushing around like mice meeting a cat. The U.S.A is the cat, and we are the mouse. I ran outside, not knowing what’s happening now. I saw crazy people carrying toys, foods and other thing to their cars, or even trucks, as if they are going to live on their “moving homes”. Adults shouting to kids, kids shouting to adults, the message passed on into my ears.Suddenly, I truly realized that we are dangerous here as I smelled the scent of fire. I raced back to my house, feeling a bit anxious, at a loss of what to do. I remembered that once a time, I dreamed about myself getting lost at a huge amusement park, couldn’t find my phone, running around. But now, it’s in real life, really happening, and I need to do something about it. I took some canned food, a sleeping bag, some communication equipment, and my favorite toy, my car model my best friend gave me.
The loud noise is closer and closer to us. I jumped on my little truck and raced toward the edge of the city. I needed to drive slowly on the crowdy, muddy dirt road because there were always people running around doing everything but nothing. I felt nervous about whether I can survive this disaster or not, unsure about what will happen next, and sad for those who already dead without knowing. If we can get out of here, we will be safe for now, but not forever.
Wish me good luck
Andy
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“It’s you? You killed her, accidentally?” I shouted, astonished. The man in hunting wear stands still, nodding slowly. Everyone was quiet, staring at each other. A woman burst into tears, her husband hugging her tightly. Who is the woman? What happened?
Three days ago, my family and my best friend, Emily’s family went to Rockwell Mountain to camp together. We’re going to stay for two weeks. It was a Sunday, the beautiful blue sky had no clouds at all. The adults planned to meet the famous hunter, Mr. Carter, so they could hunt together and taught us some tricks of hunting.
The second day, when the adults were hunting together in the woods with Mr. Carter, Emily and I decided to play hide and seek. She will be the hider, and I will be the seeker.
Emily was good at hiding. Usually, she stays low and moves slowly until she finds a good spot to hide herself from me. The Rockwell Mountain was so big, so I was a little bit worried about Emily getting lost in the woods. Just as I was about to step and find her, a loud bang of gunshot erupted from the forest, followed by a scream. I was frightened, is Emily hurt, or is it just the adults hunting animals? With my body trembling, I rushed back to the house, shut the door, closed the windows, and waited for my parents to get back.
“Ding!”the door rings. I was scared to answer the door. I peeked out of the curtain, seeing it was Mr. Carter. Relieved, I answered the door. Mr. Carter said straightly:“It’s me. I accidentally shot her, thinking she was a rabbit or some animal. I’m so sorry.”
That explains everything. Everything has been solved, and it’s time to go home.
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