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Jennifer Vernon Walk Two Moons Essay 7-A February 25, 11

I have read many books through my seventh grade curriculum. But Walk Two Moons had kept me intrigued until the very end. I was always very eager to read the next page. If you have read I’m sure you’ve felt the same way. If Walk Two Moons is such a good book why take it off the seventh grade curriculum? Walk Two Moons should be taken off of the seventh grade school curriculum because people think it too easy for seventh graders or because it’s much too easy to understand. Let me ask you this, if Walk Two Moons is such an easy book than why not put it in the sixth or fifth grade curriculum? If you gave this book to a fifth or sixth grade child they might not be able to understand it since they don’t have personal experience that they can connect the book too. Also they might take some of the amazing figurative language in Walk Two Moons literally. Here’s an example, “You can’t keep birds of sadness from flying over your head, but you can keep them from nesting in your hair.” Fifth or sixth graders might not be able to tell when the time and place change since the main character talks a lot about her past; this might confuse someone who doesn’t know how to tell the difference. Honestly, if you would have given me this book one or two years ago I probably wouldn’t have been able to make any sense of it. Walk Two Moons was a book almost my class had enjoyed; they were paying attention and actually listening to the teacher reading the book. Sure some people weren’t paying attention but for the most part my class enjoyed the book a lot. Whenever the teacher would stop at the end of a chapter we would beg her to keep reading since we loved the book so much. We made many connections with the characters in the book which made it easy for us to understand. These are all the reasons as to why Walk Two Moons should not be taken off of the seventh grade curriculum. I’m glad you took the time to read this and I hope you will be able to see my point of view on this argument.



I stared out the window, my eyes heavy. It was around one "O" in the morning, why? Because, I was going camping. This was my first time going camping so I was pretty excited. After a few minutes, my sisiter who was sitting in the passeger seat confirmed that we were only about forty five minutes away. I moaned in a annoyance. The car was packed. They had to put down the seats next to me to give room to the enormous amount of stuff. I was squished against the door. All I brought was: a bag filled with three days worth of clothing, my Ipod, my earplugs, and my sandals. I leaned my head against the cool window and let my eyelids fall. I snapped my head up to the sound of the car parking. I looked out the window, Its was dark except for light, that semmed like fire light. I let a smile sneak its way to my lips. We were here. I jumped out of the car, and looked around my sister and her boyfriend were sitting on a bench. I walked over to them and sat myself down as well. We waited, for what i'm not sure. Then out of the black came two sets of head lights. They turned, and parked on our site. I looked up at Lulu for an answer. Out of the two cars came out a bundle of people, too dark to count. After a few minutes of exchanging greetings the adults got to work putting up the tents. I leaned against the car not knowing what to do. The cars roared back to life, the headlights were spotted in a small circle. The adults were quickly bustling around, like ants. Trying franticlly to put up the tents as fast as they could. I sat there on the bench for at least forty five minutes before they fimally got the last of the two tents up. I looked around my eyes were better adjusted so saw a small round face right in front of me. It took me a second to figure out who it was. He's me friend Damien, he was only six years old. I met his family when i went over their house for a couple days with my sister and her boyfriend. Damien was my brother n law's nephew. " Damien!" I yelled. He gave me a big goofy grin. I looked at him curiously. I laughed then, he fotgot my name. I couldn't blame him it was a long time since I had seen him.

Hello ny name is Jennifer and I live in Wharton New Jersey. I've always loved writing, and drawing.