Everyone? Not one survivor? I don't surely understand why people died at specific times. The less amounts of guiltiness go at the start. I get this because they don't have to know what is going on. Anthony Marston's death was more accidental than all the rest, but he felt no guilt for the crime he committed. Lombard should have died last because he did not feel guilty for allowing twenty-one men to die. Vera Claythorne felt the most guilty out of all the criminals, and made the person she did the crime for extremely upset. She had more of a premeditated murder than all of the rest, so I understand her placement in death. One of the deaths I actually agree with is at the very end, the main murderer's actual death. He killed a ton of people purposefully. He did not feel guilty, and even had fun plotting and committing the crimes. Lawrence (Justice) Wargrave deserved to die last because he was most guilty. He liked mysteries so much, he committed suicide to make one better. That is just plain balmy.
All of the deaths went along with the type of person. Like Blore always says things about bears concerning death, and that was how he died, from a bear- shaped clock. Antony Marston drank so much, he died from a drink. Mrs. Rogers fainted (like sleeping), and was fount not living from not waking up. Lombard brought the revolver for safety sort of, and was killed from it. Others deaths went along with the characters. The one really guilty was not truly suspected. He led all the meetings, but always said who could have done it, where he would always be on the list. Wargrave never said him being guilty was out of the ordinary, or that he was innocent. At least the oook is fictional, so I do not have to worry that much about all judges. Agatha Christie has a really imaginative brain, and likely very weird opinions, based off of And Then There Were None.
And Then There Were None
Friday, February 25, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Survival
February 24
It is much harder to stay alive within a group than by being alone. In order to do this, get into groups of two. Use the buddy system to stay alive. If both groups stick with their partner for the entire trip, if someone were to die, it would be the buddy's fault because the other group would be with each other, creating each of their alibis’. Of course things done separately, like changing, would be done alone, but the buddy would wait outside the bathroom door. Eating and sleeping could all take place in one room. When it would be time to eat, everyone would prepare the food together and eat together afterwards. For sleeping, everyone would go to bed at the same time, and there could be couches and beds brought into one of the largest rooms. No one would have to be alone at any point throughout the day if all of them stayed with their buddies to grab needed items, like candles, and other daily things. The murderer would be shown if anyone died, because it would be the dead person’s buddy.
The Indian figures would also need to be dealt with in order to ensure safety. Each person could keep one figure. If this figure became broken, then they would most likely be dead or clumsy. If one person died, their buddy would be able to break their figure, and everyone would know who the murderer was. Another possibility for the figures would be to break them all, to see what the murderer would do. It could make them very mad, but it could make their plan be completely destroyed that they do not want to finish it.
It is much harder to stay alive within a group than by being alone. In order to do this, get into groups of two. Use the buddy system to stay alive. If both groups stick with their partner for the entire trip, if someone were to die, it would be the buddy's fault because the other group would be with each other, creating each of their alibis’. Of course things done separately, like changing, would be done alone, but the buddy would wait outside the bathroom door. Eating and sleeping could all take place in one room. When it would be time to eat, everyone would prepare the food together and eat together afterwards. For sleeping, everyone would go to bed at the same time, and there could be couches and beds brought into one of the largest rooms. No one would have to be alone at any point throughout the day if all of them stayed with their buddies to grab needed items, like candles, and other daily things. The murderer would be shown if anyone died, because it would be the dead person’s buddy.
The Indian figures would also need to be dealt with in order to ensure safety. Each person could keep one figure. If this figure became broken, then they would most likely be dead or clumsy. If one person died, their buddy would be able to break their figure, and everyone would know who the murderer was. Another possibility for the figures would be to break them all, to see what the murderer would do. It could make them very mad, but it could make their plan be completely destroyed that they do not want to finish it.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Obituaries
Emily Brent
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This fantastic woman led a very thoughtful life. Emilie Brent read the bible quite often, always staying in touch with religion. When others were crazy, she kept calm. When people around her were racist, she gave an opinion. She truly believed in equal rights. Classy was the only way she acted, and would not tolerate herself being anything less. This lady was part of a business where she only hired the best. She kept her staff as amazing as possible. She regretted few things in life, and just kept living on as happily and normally as ever. She only feared when completely necessary and stayed as usual as possible in the hardest of times. After this woman is gone, the world will remember her calm state of being.
John Macarthur
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John Macarthur enjoyed life while he had it. He understood what was going on very quickly and tried to make the best of anything. He contributed to the world greatly, by being a general in the army. He never waited to love what he could. Water was one of the things he truly loved. He would wait by it and look at its beauty. Throughout his old age, he tried to listen and understand others. He felt the same way as many people and could always connect to how they were feeling. A moment never passed by without him noticing.
Edward Armstrong
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Edward Armstrong was a wonderful doctor, treating all of the people who needed medical help. Even when he was not on duty, he was always caring for those who were sick. When others blamed him, he always understood that he was just doing his job and the right thing. Throughout his life, he saved many lives and changed many others. He understood problems and could always help out in any situation. He listened to reasoning for everything, even if it put him in a bad position. In his life he tried, no matter what, whether in his office or in his social life.
Emily Brent
This fantastic woman led a very thoughtful life. Emilie Brent read the bible quite often, always staying in touch with religion. When others were crazy, she kept calm. When people around her were racist, she gave an opinion. She truly believed in equal rights. Classy was the only way she acted, and would not tolerate herself being anything less. This lady was part of a business where she only hired the best. She kept her staff as amazing as possible. She regretted few things in life, and just kept living on as happily and normally as ever. She only feared when completely necessary and stayed as usual as possible in the hardest of times. After this woman is gone, the world will remember her calm state of being.
John Macarthur
John Macarthur enjoyed life while he had it. He understood what was going on very quickly and tried to make the best of anything. He contributed to the world greatly, by being a general in the army. He never waited to love what he could. Water was one of the things he truly loved. He would wait by it and look at its beauty. Throughout his old age, he tried to listen and understand others. He felt the same way as many people and could always connect to how they were feeling. A moment never passed by without him noticing.
Edward Armstrong
Edward Armstrong was a wonderful doctor, treating all of the people who needed medical help. Even when he was not on duty, he was always caring for those who were sick. When others blamed him, he always understood that he was just doing his job and the right thing. Throughout his life, he saved many lives and changed many others. He understood problems and could always help out in any situation. He listened to reasoning for everything, even if it put him in a bad position. In his life he tried, no matter what, whether in his office or in his social life.
Emily Brent
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Character's Flaws
Anthony Marston: He is a bit selfish and only cares about himself. At the beginning of the book he sang the Indian nursery song and that got on about everyone's nerves.
Ethel Rogers: She seems horrified all of the time. At the beginning of the story a thought goes through Vera Claythorne's head after seeing Mrs. Rogers, "Vera thought: 'She looks frightened of her own shadow.'" She is scared when everyone else is not meaning she could know something she is not supposed to.
John Macarthur: He jumps to conclusions. He supposes everyone would die and seems a bit sad. He tries to enjoy his life and makes others a bit annoyed that he wanted to be alone.
Thomas Rogers: He cares a bit more than he should about doing his job. He always works and is often alone at unusual hours. His safety is not always put first, like he chopped wood by himself in the morning, where he was killed. If he did not care about waking up and getting up to cut up wood, he would not have been dead at that time.
Vera Claythorne: She is way too surprised at all the problems which occur including with the Indian figures and all the people dying.
Emilie Brent: She is much too calm especially after a death has just happened, while everyone else is going crazy.
William Blore: He has a small imagination and can not think as creative as others. Also, I think he is too secretive, coming in disguise, and seems unable to be trusted.
Philip Lombard: He thinks of himself as too high up and better than others. He tells others about their problems, including about Blore not having an imagination, as well as he does not care about others lives as much as his own. He let twenty-one people die to live himself.
Justice Wargrave: He is over controlling. He acts like in his life he is the judge, not just in the courtroom. He accuses others as well as himself making him seem partially guilty and the other guests quite angry.
Edward Armstrong: He is too intelligent, knowing more than others about medicine and what to give ill people or what happened to people to cause their deaths. Others can not tell these things, so do not always trust him.
Ethel Rogers: She seems horrified all of the time. At the beginning of the story a thought goes through Vera Claythorne's head after seeing Mrs. Rogers, "Vera thought: 'She looks frightened of her own shadow.'" She is scared when everyone else is not meaning she could know something she is not supposed to.
John Macarthur: He jumps to conclusions. He supposes everyone would die and seems a bit sad. He tries to enjoy his life and makes others a bit annoyed that he wanted to be alone.
Thomas Rogers: He cares a bit more than he should about doing his job. He always works and is often alone at unusual hours. His safety is not always put first, like he chopped wood by himself in the morning, where he was killed. If he did not care about waking up and getting up to cut up wood, he would not have been dead at that time.
Vera Claythorne: She is way too surprised at all the problems which occur including with the Indian figures and all the people dying.
Emilie Brent: She is much too calm especially after a death has just happened, while everyone else is going crazy.
William Blore: He has a small imagination and can not think as creative as others. Also, I think he is too secretive, coming in disguise, and seems unable to be trusted.
Philip Lombard: He thinks of himself as too high up and better than others. He tells others about their problems, including about Blore not having an imagination, as well as he does not care about others lives as much as his own. He let twenty-one people die to live himself.
Justice Wargrave: He is over controlling. He acts like in his life he is the judge, not just in the courtroom. He accuses others as well as himself making him seem partially guilty and the other guests quite angry.
Edward Armstrong: He is too intelligent, knowing more than others about medicine and what to give ill people or what happened to people to cause their deaths. Others can not tell these things, so do not always trust him.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Visual Island
Descriptive Paragraph
Surrounding cliffs cover the background of each scene outside. Slippery rocks meet the ocean on the edge of the island. A cave less spot. A horizon is easily and beautifully seen. Everything, even where the boats come from, is shown when at the very top of the island. The water is accessible from the house. There is just a beautiful walk filled with the scenery around to get to the calming area. The large house seems miniature when compared to the enormous places surrounding it. The house lays out into a terrace which from there, the magnificent island can be seen.
The beauty of the island can be covered up by a storm. These can often take place because this area is by the ocean. The clouds come and the winds too. The ocean becomes a storm within itself. The light suddenly leaves as if in a hurry to get out of the creepy space. Everything darkens. The beauty disappears and mother nature takes a turn for the worst.
Surrounding cliffs cover the background of each scene outside. Slippery rocks meet the ocean on the edge of the island. A cave less spot. A horizon is easily and beautifully seen. Everything, even where the boats come from, is shown when at the very top of the island. The water is accessible from the house. There is just a beautiful walk filled with the scenery around to get to the calming area. The large house seems miniature when compared to the enormous places surrounding it. The house lays out into a terrace which from there, the magnificent island can be seen.
The beauty of the island can be covered up by a storm. These can often take place because this area is by the ocean. The clouds come and the winds too. The ocean becomes a storm within itself. The light suddenly leaves as if in a hurry to get out of the creepy space. Everything darkens. The beauty disappears and mother nature takes a turn for the worst.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Acting Is Different than Feeling
Chapter 7 #1
Dear Diary,
I was extremely stressed today. For a church activity, I had to present one thing about the activity and talk for one minute. I have stage fright and I talk quickly when I am nervous. I was so frightened of speaking, that I acted like I did not care. I cared way too much, but I did not really want people to know how stressed out I was. Other girls had to do the same thing, except on a different topic. They were all really good speakers, and are usually not as nervous as I am. When they all acted calm, I felt like I should too. Although, instead of being calm, I seemed to think that the idea was not very smart.
Inside, I was freaking out, but on the outside, I stayed calm and listened to the other speakers. I felt like all the other girls would do better than me, but I just looked like I wanted to get it over with. I did not want to speak, but it seemed like I thought my topic was not important. I thought a lot about it, but it seemed like I spent five seconds thinking about it. My mind was going crazy, but I looked alright. I did not turn bright red or even pale. I looked much better than I felt. I tried to disguise my nervousness, but people could still understand how stressed I was.
Others talked slowly and were understandable. I talked quickly and did not say much. It seemed like I thought my topic was useless. I cared a lot about it, but my feelings on it did not really show. I was horrified, but it just looked like I was unprepared. My thoughts did not really come out very much at that activity.
Dear Diary,
I was extremely stressed today. For a church activity, I had to present one thing about the activity and talk for one minute. I have stage fright and I talk quickly when I am nervous. I was so frightened of speaking, that I acted like I did not care. I cared way too much, but I did not really want people to know how stressed out I was. Other girls had to do the same thing, except on a different topic. They were all really good speakers, and are usually not as nervous as I am. When they all acted calm, I felt like I should too. Although, instead of being calm, I seemed to think that the idea was not very smart.
Inside, I was freaking out, but on the outside, I stayed calm and listened to the other speakers. I felt like all the other girls would do better than me, but I just looked like I wanted to get it over with. I did not want to speak, but it seemed like I thought my topic was not important. I thought a lot about it, but it seemed like I spent five seconds thinking about it. My mind was going crazy, but I looked alright. I did not turn bright red or even pale. I looked much better than I felt. I tried to disguise my nervousness, but people could still understand how stressed I was.
Others talked slowly and were understandable. I talked quickly and did not say much. It seemed like I thought my topic was useless. I cared a lot about it, but my feelings on it did not really show. I was horrified, but it just looked like I was unprepared. My thoughts did not really come out very much at that activity.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Suicide or MURDER
Antony Marston. Dead in a moment. He drank, and fell, seemed to chock, but he had blue lips and a purple face. Dr. Armstrong figured out that there was poison in his glass, very likely Potassium Cyanide. He checked the soda and the whiskey, (drink Marston had) and both were unpoisoned. The witnesses knew the drinks had not been poisoned, and the author wrote, "The drinks themsleves were untampered with. They had all seen Anthony Marston go across and help himself. It followed therefore that any Cyanide in the drink must have been put there by Anthony Marston himself." (And Then There Were None, 70) The only possible causes of death seem to be the Cynide, unless he really choked, but that is very unlikely. Was it really suicide though, there was one person out of the room?
Mrs. Rogers was asleep in her bed, or so it seems. Maybe, she faked being ill and passing out, and planned and went though with the murder. She could just have come back to the room before her husband checked on her. Or, possibly her husband was working alongside her? Another possiblility, if it were really murder, would be Emily Brent because she always seems so calm. Also, she does not like how fancy and different young people are. Infact, Marston was the youngest, and the had the best health, out of all the people there. Philip Lombard could be the murderer because he let so many natives die to save himself, and did not feel guilty. He could very easily have decided that he did not like Marston, and wanted to get rid of him. Another suspect would be Vera Claythorne because her freeking out over the death could just have been an act. Maybe, an unknown person, like the owner of the island, wanted him dead? However, not one person is not a suspect, not even the dead one.
This man's death caused a change in scene, which Mr. Rogers found. In the story, Rogers noticed, "'That's a rum go! I could have sworn there were ten of them.'" (And Then There Were None, 74) He thought he had seen ten small Indian boy statues. One guest gone, and one Indian boy, and in just the same way, choking.
Mrs. Rogers was asleep in her bed, or so it seems. Maybe, she faked being ill and passing out, and planned and went though with the murder. She could just have come back to the room before her husband checked on her. Or, possibly her husband was working alongside her? Another possiblility, if it were really murder, would be Emily Brent because she always seems so calm. Also, she does not like how fancy and different young people are. Infact, Marston was the youngest, and the had the best health, out of all the people there. Philip Lombard could be the murderer because he let so many natives die to save himself, and did not feel guilty. He could very easily have decided that he did not like Marston, and wanted to get rid of him. Another suspect would be Vera Claythorne because her freeking out over the death could just have been an act. Maybe, an unknown person, like the owner of the island, wanted him dead? However, not one person is not a suspect, not even the dead one.
This man's death caused a change in scene, which Mr. Rogers found. In the story, Rogers noticed, "'That's a rum go! I could have sworn there were ten of them.'" (And Then There Were None, 74) He thought he had seen ten small Indian boy statues. One guest gone, and one Indian boy, and in just the same way, choking.
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