Choice Book Report Part 2!!!!!

Conflicts and resolved

Maria faced many conflicts during the book.  Many of them were external, like working to get rights for the gypsies, and trying to stay away from her uncle.  The two are connected.  She deals with them by listing to Zolton.  He has here get back her father’s violin case, which had documents that were crucial to the cause.  By doing this the other people helping the cause kept her safe from her uncle.  I would have done the same, but I wouldn’t have been as stupid as to get locked in the cellar.  This matched her personality that I named before. 

                She also faced many more internal conflicts.  Some of them are dealing with her father’s death, falling in love when he doesn’t love her back (at first), and her little brother (Toby) who gets swept up into the whole thing.  She deals with her father’s death by trying to find out why he died.  I wouldn’t have.  I would stay home, cry until my eyes run dry, and then get on with life.  Maria deals with her love predicament by still hoping and thinking about the possible future, but not making any hints to her feelings to Zolton.  I would have acted the same as her.  I would be too scared to tell anyone that I was in love.  The resolved part of the conflict didn’t fit with the type of person that she is; it was just the politeness of the time period.  People didn’t just tell others that they were in love; it was only said by the married and to be married.  Maria deals with her brother getting in the thick of things.  When her uncle found out that a voter against the rights was abducted, he took Toby into his home, and put him in the cellar along with other boys that he had caught before the book started.  She deals with this by talking to the people on the rights side and they break into the house and capture Toby back.  She came on the mission, but I would not have.  I would have been scared out of my wits.  Maria wasn’t.  This does show again that she is brave.  A reason she is strong is that she saw the poor treatment he was receiving from his own uncle, and she only cared about Toby.   She had spent countless hours with the man who had been doing the horrible things.   Maria and I are alike, but we are yet different.  In the end, all of the conflicts that were brought about her were resolved, (and this may sound kind of cheesy) but they all lived happily ever after.

Choice book report, part 1!!!!!!!!!!

The Musician’s Daughter

By Susan Dunlap

                Theresa is the main character in my book.  She has to deal with her father being murdered, being in love with a co-musician of his, her perverted uncle, and her mother trying to marry her off.  She is a strong person, even in the face of death.  When her dead father was brought home, she didn’t faint when she saw the body.  She wanted to find out the cause of his death, a decision that would fuel the rest of the book. 

                Theresa was determined.   In the beginning of the book, her father’s co-musicians would only tell her bits and pieces of the story of his death.  She kept asking them, and when they entrusted her with a secret about her father’s stand for the gypsies (nomadic people who didn’t have any rights).   She still wanted to know more.  Another example is that when she was younger and her father was teaching her the viola, her mother said that it wasn’t proper.  Yet she kept playing despite her mother’s warnings.

                Theresa was also brave.   When wandering into a camp full of gypsies, she wasn’t scared at all.  She was with Zolton (the one who she loves) though.  The second time, she was all by herself.     The third time was when her uncle traps her in his cellar; she sits in a boat full of rats and garbage to float out on a river of human waste.  This tunnel leads back to the gypsie camp.  Where she finds that her father was murdered in that same cellar, and traveled in the same boat that she was in.  When finding her younger brother, starving, beaten, and standing face to face with her uncle, she still finds words to comfort him. 

Theresa is also an idealist.  She hopes for Zolton to fall in love with her, for her father to be alive, proper rights and fairness to the gypsies, and to be able to play in a real orchestra.  The first one does come true, though not at first.  The second one could never come true, despite her constant worrying.  The proper rights are given to the gypsies.  She was not allowed to play in an full orchestra or in front of other people, it just wouldn’t be right for a woman at that time in history.  These are some of the characteristics for Theresa.

Memoir

My brother and I were frustrated.  My parents had shoved us into a car, saying that we headed for Buffalo.  They seemed in a joyous mood.  But I didn’t know why until we drove up to the pound.  We were accepting a new dog into our family.

                I was around 7 years old when we adopted my dog Gretta.  We adopted her when she was about 6 months old.  My dad had visited her on his way home from work.  All I remember about from that faithful day was she was extremely excited to see us, and she had more life than the other dogs, considering her past.  Gretta was used as a fighting dog for the neighborhood gangs in Buffalo.  They must have known that she wasn’t a fighter, and deposited her on the streets.  It was then the pound captured her.

                When we began to play with her in a playroom, I couldn’t help but think how she had a little German shepherd in her, much like our old dog, Gus.  Except Gus protected us like crazy and wasn’t a petting dog.  Gretta on the other hand, was giving us equal playing time with her and making us pet her.  We ended up adopting her.  I was scared at first but she did finally calm down.  It’s kind of weird, but Gretta is so human I sometime forget that she my dog.  I love her and I wouldn’t give her up for anything in the world.

From East to Mid-West

             “We’re moving, to Minnesota,” my parents told me one day.  I didn’t believe them, and when our realtor put the sign out, right after Christmas, it was starting to sink in.

            I lived in East Aurora, New York.  Population, 6,673.  I was in Dr. John’s class, in 5^th grade.  It was the best teacher to get, I was told and I was so lucky.  Well, my luck was running out.  My dad was the assistant to the bishop, and my mom sometimes had a job as a substitute teacher.  My dad hated his job; it was too stressful for him.  It turned his hair white.  I tried, unsuccessfully, to convince my parents to stay.  Moving only happened on T.V., not in real life, and definably not to us. 

            We sold our house, and bought a new one, here in Minnesota.  Ironically, my last day was on Valentine’s Day.  My last memory of my friends was that my guy friends and my gal friends wouldn’t sit together, even for me. 

            It was a cold Feb. 15^th.  Some of my friends gave me cards, or notes. I hid them to be able to read later.  I didn’t want to think about moving. We drove for a day, my mom, dad, dog, hamster and brother until we came to our new house.  It took an hour to get inside because the old owners had a different key for every door.  We got in and slept on our living room floor.  The movers showed up many days behind schedule.  My first day of school was a Wednesday, sometime before spring break.  I remember being so afraid because I didn’t know anyone or where the bathroom was.  In New York I was average height, here I’m really short.  I remember bursting out in tears one day because I wanted to go home to my real home, back in New York.

            There is a happy part to my story though.  I had friendship problems back in my old town.  Here was a place to make a fresh start.  I met many new friends, many of them brave enough to talk to me.  My old classes were easy, but now I was challenged.  Before we had left, my dad had gotten a call from Atonement Lutheran church, and he loves it there.  My mom found a job doing what she loves most, teaching history.  I found one of my old friend’s numbers, and we still keep in touch.  Every time I think of East Aurora and start craving Buffalo wings ( J) it makes me sad, but it also makes me happy to think of how many opportunities I would have been missing if I hadn’t moved.

Introduction

My name is Sari, and I LOVE to ski!!!!!!  I also like to run, but I'm not the best.  I really like chocolate and the color green.  I think that Minnesota isn't too cold, and it doesn't get alot of snow.
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