# Pre-Algebra Reflection

This year in math class we learned pre-algebra. There were some lessons that were really easy and some lessons that were really hard, but all in all I learned a lot! I feel like after all of the experience with solving for variables and working a bit with shapes and graphs I will be well prepared for next year with Algebra 1.

# Story With Holes- last one this year!

Q: Jane can turn invisible. At night she’s visible, but during the day she’s invisible. How is this possible?

A: she’s a star

# Super Slopes

Here is a wordle poster of different words that have to do with the lesson we’re learning currently in pre-algebra. Hope you enjoy!

# How I Learned Geography

How I Learned Geography is a fascinating, Caldecott award winning book that is written by Uri Shulevitz. The pictures in this book could tell the story alone! In case you are wanting to read this great book, here is a summary:

This book is about a little boy who fled from a war with his parents. They ended up in a small area with little food and little shelter. One day, the boy’s father came back from the market with a map. Expecting bread, the boy was not so happy about this. He went to bed without dinner that night. The next day his dad hung up the map on the walls of their “home”. What will the boy feel about the map? Will he forgive his father? Read the book, How I Learned Geography, for all of the details!

# Walking in the Ways of G-d

“You shall be holy, for I, the L‑rd your G‑d, am holy.”

This is a very powerful statement that is stated in this week’s parsha. It can be interpreted in many different ways, one of which I will share (from my point of view). What I think this means is to walk in the ways of G-d. All of the great things that he is known for doing in the past for our nation is what a good person should do. One example from my life is feeding the homeless during mitzvah projects. G-d fed the Israelites with mana when they were hungry, so we should do our bests to give to the needy in today’s day. I think this is important because we should all follow G-d’s path to be the best we can be.

# Story With Holes

Q: John and Mary are on the floor. There are pieces of broken glass and liquid on the floor. Mary is dead.

A: John, a cat, knocked over a fishbowl with Mary, the fish, in it. Therefore, she died.

# Teach With Tech

In language arts class we were given a narrative prompt that we needed to finish in a short amount of time to prepare us for high school. This is my narrative!

“I can’t wait to leave this dump,” said my best friend, Emma, referring to our school. I honestly think that a million cans of vibrant colored spray paint and a dumpster filled with rotten foods threw up on this place.

“I think ‘dump’ is an understatement,” I replied. “I just hope I get into the new school. I find out today,” I said as I threw my books into my locker and zipped up my pink Jansport backpack.

“I know you will get in, Sky. One B- on your report card won’t deprive you of anything,” she replied.

“Whatever,” I responded rolling my eyes as the bell rang. By now we had already made our way outside of our school and were walking across the street. While our friends were bored in the science classroom, we were going to tour our new school. Only the best students could get in because it can only fit so many people and it is “the next big thing.” The whole “technology based school” thing just reached Florida, so we are the first to try it out here. “I can’t imagine what kind of devices they’ll have,” I said.  When we made our way up to the front of our, soon to be, new school we saw our parents there waiting for us to start the tour. I walked up to my mom and pulled her aside. “So?” I asked excitedly, implying that I wanted her to tell me whether I got in or not. All she did was wink. To me, that meant yes, or at least that’s what I wanted to think so I went and told Emma.

To end the screaming and the “I told you so’s,” the new dean, Mr. Henry, walked out to meet us and said, “Are you guys going to come in, or what?” He seemed like he was in his late twenties. He had brown hair that was slicked up into a spike and was wearing a T-shirt and basketball shorts. “Okay?” I whispered to Emma. I didn’t expect to see our new dean in basketball shorts! What kind of place is this?

I walked into the school only to see fog. Mr. Henry explained that it was a sanitation room so no germs could spread. There goes my excuse for ditching school, I thought. We walked into the area with all of the math rooms. Inside of room 32 was a long row of desks. I heard classical music playing very softly and I smelled pure cleanliness. In the center of the room was a docking station. “I wonder what that’s for,” I said to Emma, with excitement. I did not see one white board, only screens built into the desks. “The robots teach through these iPads-”

“Wait… ROBOTS!?” I asked excitedly.

“Yes, Skylar,” replied Mr. Henry. “What else would you expect from a high tech school that we’ve been working on since before you were born?” He had me there.

“If the TRobots, or teacher robots, draw something on their iPad it automatically is projected onto the wall. The TRobot, will give an equation and they can be checked instantly.”

“I have never been this excited for math!” I exclaimed. “Mhmm,” Emma nodded in agreement, with her eyes wide.

Next, Mr. Henry took us into the science room. Again, I saw a docking station for the TRobot, but this time I saw a slit in the desks. Mr. Henry explained that this was where we would receive our tests. These desks also had built in screens, but these were for online labs. Just then we heard a buzz. “Emma, Skylar, this would be your new teacher,” he said calmly as one of the many TRobots strode into the room.

“Sky,” Emma continued, “I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.” I laughed and stared at the TRobot in amazement. Just then, the TRobot extended it’s arm and fist pumped all of us.
“Wha-ats u-up dud-de-es?” the TRobot asked. I guess Mr. Henry programmed these too!

Just then, my mom pulled me into the bathroom, which was pretty awesome to begin with. It wasn’t so awesome when she told me the bad news. “Don’t get too excited, Skylar,” she said. “One thing that I may have left out is that I don’t exactly know yet if you’ve made it. I’m sorry to put this pressure on you and to get your hopes up, but the letter hasn’t come in yet.” I felt like a Coke can that was just stepped on. I stormed out of the bathroom not even caring anymore about all of the technology. Yes, I would love to go to this school, but the end of the tour just wasn’t as great. Even the 3-D printer that prints your lunch didn’t excite me. I was just anxious and nervous for when I got home. We went into the History classroom where I actually paid attention.

Mr. Henry said, “All of the homework will be given to you through your email, just like when you found out whether you got in or not.” This one sentence made my heart beat ten times faster, my hands shake, and my teeth grit. I put all of the pieces togther and realized how dumb I was. Of course I would find out on email! This was the moment. I excused myself to the bathroom where I checked my phone. I read the email that I was sent which, to be honest, I just skimmed for five words that would change my next couple years: Congratulations, Skylar, You got in! When I went back into the History room to rejoin the tour, all I did was I winked at my mom.

# Hershel and the Hanukkah Goblins

Hershel and the Hanukkah Goblins is a Caldecott award winning book because of it’s amazing pictures. The pictures tell the story alone! This book is about Hershel, who anticipated all of the warm latkes and candles, but instead he found the city walking around without a care. It turned out that there are Hanukkah goblins that were going around blowing out all of the candles. In order to break the power of the goblins, they had to have them celebrate with everyone. In order to find out what the goblins do, read this book.

# זוכר

“Where there is Torah it sustains the world” -Ovadia Yosef
Matan Torah, or Shavuot, is a holiday that we celebrate as Jews for when G-d gave us the torah. Scott Zimmerman, of blessed memory, is being remembered on this holiday due to his contribution to his students and torah education. He taught me how to read torah and gave me everything I needed to know for my bat-mitzvah. I will always remember how he was so helpful and caring. I think it is important that he is being remembered on this holiday because of his dedication to Jewish teaching and learning. He influenced me in such a great way to continue reading torah and to teach others.