This week we learned more about factoring polynomials, mostly ungly trinomials. I really like using models when I do this because it just makes the question way easier. But when I find ones that look easy I am able to just do it in my head.
Example of easy:
Example of hard:
To show that if your going through bullying, then don’t give up, get help! Don’t take your life because of stupid comments, and when you take your life, it doesn’t just hurt you, it hurts everyone that loves you.
When one is suffering from bullying, it’s better to say or do something than not doing or saying something.
This week we learned about factoring polynomials, while some of them look easy, some of them can be very difficult. There are some with singular variables then some with multiple variables. The bigger the numbers, the harder the question is.
This week we dove into polynomials and last year I struggled with polynomials. I don’t know why but I just kept on getting the wrong answer. But this year I know how to do it. I also acquired new tricks on multiplication and on multiplying two binomials.
“Woo-woo-woo,” I jumped out of my bed frightened and paranoid of what’s going to happen next, why is the alarm going off? I thought to myself, so I went to find my parents.
“What’s going on?” I asked quietly because I was frightened someone would hear.
“We don’t know sweetie,” my mom explained with a frightened voice. “Where are your sisters?” She asked.
I told her that my little sister, Kiara, was still sleeping but I didn’t know how she was because the alarm was as loud as the TV being blasted. I also said that my older sister, Tarissa, was running over here like Usain bolt, but all I could think about was why the alarm went off? I was frightened and I really wanted to wake up my little sister so she could come be safe with us in this room. But my mom explained that it would be better if she stayed asleep because if we woke her up she would probably get really scared and start crying. I agreed with my mom but I still wanted her to be safe from whoever or whatever is downstairs.
“I’m going downstairs,” my dad said.
“No dad, don’t go!” my sister and I cried.
“I have to go see what’s happening,” my dad explained. “Stay here with your mom, I’ll be right back.”
“Okay, get back really fast though,” I said.
All I knew was with that fire in my dad’s eyes and that heavy wooden bat, there would be nothing standing in his way of keeping us safe. I knew that he would return soon but I was still terrified of that he might get injured or killed, but then I heard a loud *bang*. I ran outside the door and looked downstairs and I saw my dad standing at the bottom with the bat dropped on the floor. I was glad that he was safe. He told us to come downstairs because it was safe, but I walked down slowly holding onto my mom’s hand and in the other was my stuffed elephant Rella. She was a gift from birth. With every step I took I heard a *kreek* coming from the stairs. Although I knew it was the stairs, I was still on edge of anything that could happen.
We got into the living room where it was very dim and all I could here was the heavy breathing coming from my family. I knew I had to be brave because fear is just a figment of my imagination and my thoughts can’t predict my actions. My mom checked the phone because when the alarm goes off for more than one minute, it usually says what happened. It said that a window in the dining room was broken but my dad went to double check all the windows in there and they were fine. We all looked around looking for something unusual but there was nothing until my mom found a popped balloon next to the heat vent. She asked who was supposed to clean up the popped balloons. I was supposed but I swear I did. We saw that everything was fine and but we were still wondering why the alarm went off, but we just believed that the balloon set it off. So we went upstairs to check out upstairs and everything was fine. Nobody was in here? My mom said that the alarm is pretty sensitive, that even a balloon could set it off so we just believed it was that. So I went and slept with my dad and my mom slept with my sister, just to be safe.
In the morning, everything was fine: nothing was missing, nothing was broken, so we just went with the balloon. This was a lesson learned. Never leave balloons un popped over night if you have an alarm. Or else you’ll be scared!
I did well on organization and conventions
I could improve on word choice and transitions.
In math this week we started polynomials, at first I completely forgot how to solve them. But after we learned about it a little bit, I remembered it and now it’s a lot easier. To break it down all you have to do is combine like terms.
This week in math we learned about trigonometry. When I saw the name for this unit I was terrified until we learned our first lesson. It is really easy to learn, you just need to know how to label and SOH CAH TOA. Trigonometry looks hard at first but after you learn it, it’s pretty simple. Here are some examples of questions that look hard but they are really simple.
In the poem, “What Do you Remember of the Evacuation,” by Joy Kogawa, a little six year old girl was told that she was going on a vacation but the truth was her and and her family needed to evacuate. Because the Canadiens wanted to get rid of the Asians because they kind of felt the same way that the Nazis did about the Jews, communists, etc. But she soon found out that this was true and she felt different about this ‘vacation.’ She is six years old in this poem and her parents would say anything to keep her happy and out of trouble.
One way one can help a child is by giving them comfort in times of hardship, “I remember my mother wrapping a blanket around me.”(line 5, 6) By giving a child something for comfort is one of the best ways to calm one down or to help cope in times of hardship. I feel this is a great way because it would give them something to hold on to. I also feel that if a little girl has something to comfort her it would help her more than if you just give her a little stuffed animal.
Another way to is by giving them things to distract them from what’s really going on, “I remember Miss Foster and Miss Tucker… Who gave me a puzzle on the train.”(line 20, 24) By giving them something to distract them is the best way to help a child cope in times of hardship. Because if their minds aren’t thinking about what’s really going on, they would be having a good time. If they’re having a good time then that’s the greatest thing for a child because they’re happy and all children need is happiness. One can help a child cope in times hardship by giving them something(a puzzle) to take their mind off what’s really going on.
I did awesome on connecting my answer to my inquiry question.
I need to improve on clarity of writing and style!
This week was honestly a tough week in math, I had struggles throughout the week but I managed. Something that I learned that was difficult at first but with a little bit of help, made it better, was pointy shapes(pyramids not cones). I had troubles finding the SA and the V , also finding a measurement while you have the V.
This week in math I learned a lot more about measurements but one thing thats important was conversion within and between the SI and imperial systems. With this it makes it way easier to convert measurements like M – inches or something like that.