Dû: Vendredi le 2 juin
Français:
Lis et écris 1 à 2 phrases complètes pour résoudre chaque texte.
1.
Français:
Lis et écris 1 à 2 phrases complètes pour résoudre chaque texte.
1.
2.
3.
English
Re-write each tweet correcting the spelling, grammar and punctuation.
1.
Re-write each tweet correcting the spelling, grammar and punctuation.
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
Maths
Choisis et complète A ou B:
A
Choisis et complète A ou B:
A
B
Dû: Vendredi le 5 mai
Maths
Parenthèses
Maths
Parenthèses
1. 2.
9. 10.
Exposants
Opérations
Warm up:
Français
Il faut conjuguer les verbes à l'infinitif (en rouge) au passé composé selon le contexte de la phrase.
Indice: Il faut identifier le sujet du verbe (ils, Sandra, le garçon etc.) en premier.
Écris l'infinitif ET le verbe conjugué sur un papier/document.
Il faut conjuguer les verbes à l'infinitif (en rouge) au passé composé selon le contexte de la phrase.
Indice: Il faut identifier le sujet du verbe (ils, Sandra, le garçon etc.) en premier.
Écris l'infinitif ET le verbe conjugué sur un papier/document.
English
1. Draw or screen shot the following Venn Diagram and fill it in with words/ideas from the text for each category (Social Media Past & Social Media Present). Hint: The overlapping space is for words/ideas that apply to both categories.
2. Copy and explain each word in your own words.
3.
Dû: vendredi le 14 avril
Français
1. Sers-toi de la maison d'être pour créer une liste des 15 verbes qui prennent l'auxilière être au passé composé. Écris les verbes dans la forme infinitive.
Français
1. Sers-toi de la maison d'être pour créer une liste des 15 verbes qui prennent l'auxilière être au passé composé. Écris les verbes dans la forme infinitive.
2. Choisis 10 actions qui se trouvent dans l'image ci-dessous. Écris 10 phrases au passé composé; une phrase pour chaque action. Choisis au moins 2 verbes qui prennent l'auxiliaire être. Attention aux pronoms personnels! Tu ne peux pas utiliser 'Je' car tu n'es pas au parc d'attractions!
English
Verb -Tense Agreement
Make a list of all the verbs that are in the wrong tense for each paragraph. Write the correction for each incorrect verb.
Eg. The water is clear blue, but the day was slightly chilly.
is = was
Paragraph 1
Verb -Tense Agreement
Make a list of all the verbs that are in the wrong tense for each paragraph. Write the correction for each incorrect verb.
Eg. The water is clear blue, but the day was slightly chilly.
is = was
Paragraph 1
Paragraph 2
Paragraph 3
Maths
Estimation
For each item:
Step 1: Estimate the cost. This is done mentally! Write your estimation. Don't forget the unit. Write your strategy.
Step 2: Calculate the actual cost using a calculator. Write it down.
Step 3: Calculate the difference between your estimation and the actual cost. Write it down.
Estimation
For each item:
Step 1: Estimate the cost. This is done mentally! Write your estimation. Don't forget the unit. Write your strategy.
Step 2: Calculate the actual cost using a calculator. Write it down.
Step 3: Calculate the difference between your estimation and the actual cost. Write it down.
Dû: jeudi le 6 avril
Français
Alphabet Auxiliaire Avoir
Dessine le graphique ci-dessous sur une feuille de papier.
Ajoute un participe passé pour chaque lettre de l'alphabet. Est-il possible?
Attention! Utilise seulement les verbes qui prennent l'auxiliare avoir!
Alphabet Auxiliaire Avoir
Dessine le graphique ci-dessous sur une feuille de papier.
Ajoute un participe passé pour chaque lettre de l'alphabet. Est-il possible?
Attention! Utilise seulement les verbes qui prennent l'auxiliare avoir!
English
Using Context
Read each text. Answer the questions. Use the context to figure out what the words mean. Don't look the words up or ask someone else. Sometimes words mean different things in different contexts, so be sure to read the texts carefully!
Using Context
Read each text. Answer the questions. Use the context to figure out what the words mean. Don't look the words up or ask someone else. Sometimes words mean different things in different contexts, so be sure to read the texts carefully!
Dû vendredi le 21 avril
Maths
Parenthèses & Exposants
Au choix!
Choisis entre 6 et 10 questions.
1. Copie l'équation.
2. Montre ton travail.
3. Trouve la solution.
4. Écris la vérification.
Opérations
Complète 30 minutes de Khan Academy - N'oublie pas le journal!
Maths
Parenthèses & Exposants
Au choix!
Choisis entre 6 et 10 questions.
1. Copie l'équation.
2. Montre ton travail.
3. Trouve la solution.
4. Écris la vérification.
Opérations
Complète 30 minutes de Khan Academy - N'oublie pas le journal!
1. 2. 3.
Français
Lis l'histoire suivante.
Remplis le tableau ci-dessous.
L'aventure de Pierre
Lis l'histoire suivante.
Remplis le tableau ci-dessous.
L'aventure de Pierre
English
Read the story and fill in the blanks using the following adjectives:
You may only use each adjective once!
special unique far sweet magical secret cozy chilly beloved
rich romantic buttery wide first comforting delicious warm
delectable iconic neighbouring small favourite cherished golden-brown new
Candy Town
Read the story and fill in the blanks using the following adjectives:
You may only use each adjective once!
special unique far sweet magical secret cozy chilly beloved
rich romantic buttery wide first comforting delicious warm
delectable iconic neighbouring small favourite cherished golden-brown new
Candy Town
Corrigé - vendredi le 3 février
Maths
Carré & Rectangle
A - Questions: Use Example 1 to help you answer Examples 2 to 6.
B - Multiple Choice
Cercle, Triangle & Losange
Français
Continue avec le texte "Le plastique".
7.
a)Trouve et écris 5 verbes dans la forme infinitive et 5 verbes conjugués.
rendre
être
fabriquer
acheter
transporter
protéger
empêcher
manger
respirer
promener
baigner
déposer
ramener
faire
donner
réfléchir
utiliser
on trouve
nous regardons/vous regardez
b) Trouve et écris 5 noms féminins, 5 noms masculins et 10 noms au pluriel.
8. Quels sont les trois endroits où on trouve les déchets en plastique selon le texte?
9. Le texte nous a donné deux exemples de déchets en plastique retrouvés à la plage. Donne un autre exemple de déchet en plastique que tu penses qu'on pourrait retrouver à la plage.
10. "Le plastique est une bonne invention." Es-tu d'accord? Explique ta réponse en phrases complètes. Essaye d'écrire entre 50 et 100 mots.
English
Remember these homophones:
its/it's
there/their/they're
to/too/two
our/are
through/threw
your/you're
Read part two of the following short story. Make a list of all the homophones that are misspelled in the text. Write the correct homophone next to each incorrect homophone on your list. Most of the homophones are listed above, but there are a few extra ones. Can you spot them?
Ten Years of Space - Part II
Scientists are some of the professionals that, depending on their branch of specialization, are often courted by big-money tech companies and international organizations. He heard about a space program from one of his faithful customers, a man that worked as a research assistant for the state university who always ordered a bear claw with a large cup of coffee and a BLT for the road.
He told me how the New Worlds Association was looking for people to go into space. That the money I'd receive would leave me set for life.
He was the one that showed me the association's website. It says here you have to send them a paper or something explaining your qualifications, along with an idea for a project applicable in space, highlighting a specific area of research. Does that sound like something you could do?
But what if they don't think I'm qualified enough? What if I'm rejected?
Then they're crazy, he snapped back. You're the most intelligent person I know! No way, they'd reject you.
I pitched him my project several times, letting him serve as my judge and jury. The idea was simple, build a compact, remote-operated device that could probe the oceanic planet of Undine.
Do you mean like a robotic hand?
Exactly, think of it like a hand that's also like a drone, I said. A machine that could enter the planet and try to collect data on whether there are any living organisms present in the planet's aquatic terrain or not. If the scan is positive, it'll extract several samples for me and the crew. Some of these samples can undergo analysis and testing while in space, and others could be stored in a controlled environment on the spacecraft and transported back home with us.
He stared at me for a few seconds, his eyes wide and his mouth nearly dangling from his jaw like a bell.
So...what do you think?
I think you're going into space.
The admiration in his eyes was stunning and had me gleaming like a young boy. Who knows, maybe we'll even stop by the moon on our return?
The probe, Michaelangelo, named by myself, will enter Undine's domain in approximately two weeks. From our current distance, the device's descent will take anywhere from two to three days. That's when my mission will reach its zenith and when things could get dicey. I'll have to watch over Michaelangelo as if it's a newborn child learning to swim. I'll also have to frequently analyze Undine's tidal patterns and climate while observing the incoming data as soon as Michaelangelo departs from the spacecraft.
Do you think Michaelangelo will make it out of that place in one piece? he asked with a worried expression as if the probe was a living creature, a pet cat or dog.
I think so. I'm working with a pretty big budget, and it'll be made exclusively for the mission.
Knowing you'll be the one to build him, I'm sure he'll be great! No, I'm wrong. Michaelangelo will be better than great. He'll be perfect.
I'm glad one of us is feeling confident, I returned, leaning back into his sofa.
Hey, it'll be a good opportunity for you, won't it? You'll be doing something you're good at, something that could help everyone back here on planet Earth.
Onboard the spaceship, there's a mechanic who's responsible for repairs and keeping the ship functioning, who sometimes also gets the chance to soar like an acrobat in the depths of space. We have a medic doing research on the proliferation of diseases under low gravity conditions.
There's also a physicist and a botanist. Our pilot's one of the few men to have traveled multiple times to the moon and Mars, as well as a skilled photographer who captured high-definition photos of cosmic dust clouds, and then there's me, a certified scientist, as he'd like to say.
A certified scientist who won himself a round trip ticket to space.
You're going to do big things up there, he said. He turned and shined me his crooked smile. And when you're back, everyone is going to know your name.
You know I don't care about any of that stuff. I'm much more interested in seeing the planet with the three moons.
I swear, man, only you.
I'm the quiet one up here. Space is already deathly silent, but it and I enter into staring contests with each other through the bay window, my eyes versus Undine's three moons. I watch them, the triplets that grace the aquatic planet, drawing up conclusions as to what might occur if one of the lunar bodies were to simply explode. Obviously, there'd be no sound, but I'd watch the floating remnants, mesmerized by the rubble as if catching the sight of fallen snow.
In this particular star system, aside from all the planets and moons spread out across the field of space, there's also a bright celestial body similar to the sun back home. The lone star is distant from everything, the same way that I'm years away from my planet.
At times I question myself. What's so great about a planet that's essentially all water and almost no detectable land? And I'll hear him saying how we could build floating houses or architectural structures like the Maldives, or that we can bring out a boat from Earth just like Noah's Ark and spend our days searching the blue world for a paradisiac island. Who knows, maybe we could even live in underwater domes like The Atlanteans?
Who knows...
Dû vendredi le 27 janvier
Maths
Carré & Rectangle
A B
Carré & Rectangle
A B
C D
E F
Cercle, Triangle & Losange
A B
A B
A B
Questions
1. Quelle phrase dans le texte renforce le constat que les bouteilles en plastique plastique sont légères? (1)
2. Pourquoi dit-on que le plastique rende la vie plus facile? (2)
3. Trouve: 2 adjectifs positifs (eg. amusant), 2 adjectifs négatifs (eg. terrible) & 2 adjectifs neutres (eg. bleu).
4. Explique la phrase: "Les vagues et les marées n'arrêtent pas d'y déposer de nouveaux déchets en plastique".
5. Trouve un synonyme pour l'adjectif 'ménager'.
6. Explique pourquoi il y a tellement de déchets partout sur notre planète. selon le texte.
English
Remember these homophones:
its/it's
there/their/they're
to/too/two
our/are
through/threw
your/you're
Read part one of the following short story. Make a list of all the homophones that are misspelled in the text. Write the correct homophone next to each incorrect homophone on your list. Most of the homophones are listed above, but there are a few extra ones. Can you spot them?
Ten Years of Space
He comes two me in peaces as I watch the stillness of space, envisioning new constellations in the array of unrecognized stars. I trace the sparks of light with my finger, connecting the dots and smudging the glass as a result.
How many stars do you think their our in space? I imagine him asking. Can they're really be other ones out there as big as or even bigger then the son?
I always admired his genuine curiosity, how he viewed things with a particular interest, how he saw me. He was the one that organized our sleepovers, the one that nudged me to sign up for after school activities such as the chemistry club and the robotics team.
Can you build me a mechanical arm that'll change the channels on the TV's remote, so that way I don't have to? He once asked sarcastically. How about a drone that we can use to spy inside the teachers' lounge, huh? Wouldn't that be neat?
When we were kids, he would give me piggyback rides and run with me threw the sprinklers across watery arches with captured rainbows. We'd go back home, and my mother wood scold us while our shivering bodies shared a single towel, and in the end, he'd shine me a blue-lipped smile with his crooked teeth.
That was fun, wasn't it?
Our childhood adventures involved trips to the public pool, t-shirts, and popsicles mucking up our fingers under the August sun. He'd take me to his baseball team's practices, and I'd watch him bat while I built rovers and complex constructs out of legos on the bleachers.
Booyah! He'd shout after a home run. I'd cheer or clap, and he would always gleam and say the same thing. Its going, its going, gone. Kiss that puppy goodbye.
A few years later, our tastes matured, slipping our summers into memories and substituting them for leather jackets and motorcycle rides on the empty freeway. He and I would stop on the roadsides by green fields that looked blue under the night sky. We'd sit under the blanket of stars and watch the moon while dreaming up are futures after high school.
I'm going to apply for a sports scholarship and get out of this town, he'd always say. How about you?
I don't know. I shrugged. Maybe I'll go work with my dad as an apprentice at his accounting firm.
What? Come on, man, you got to apply for university to. You're a brainiac. I'm sure you could get into any school.
Out the bay window, I see the lunar triplets: Euphrosyne, Aglia, and Thalia dancing around what the New Worlds Association likes to call Undine, the flooded, blue planet, equivalent in size to Jupiter, that I've been studying for what would be measured, on planet Earth, as eight months.
The journey too this specific star system took for years. The rest of the crew and I have enough resources to last another sixteen Earth months. By then, we'll have made a substantial dent in are research. Are food, water, fuel, along with are tolerance for the presents of one another, will have depleted, and we'll go into cryosleep for are return. A decade, that's how long we'll have been apart.
So you'll be asleep, frozen in a coffin for about eight years?
I assured him that it was completely safe, that I wouldn't die in transport.
But doesn't that mean that you'll come back looking almost the same as when you left? Won't you technically be younger than me?
I think about his current age. How its already been more than for years, and how unfair it must have seemed too him; that he'd miss me in the entirety of all that elapsed time while I'd be sleeping almost all the years away, except for to.
Sometimes I wonder if he tells his other friends and customers about me. My buddy's up in space, I imagine him saying. What's he doing up there? He's researching a knew planet, someplace better than this place we're destroying.
Undine registers an oxygen signature similar to Europa and planet Earth. The oceanic surface covering the entire planet could host a form of phytoplankton or an entirely new plant species capable of producing oxygen as a byproduct of there natural photosynthetic process. In other words, Undine could, in theory, host life.
If I'm being honest with myself, sometimes I feel that my roll on this ship isn't as relevant as the other crew members' works. That perhaps what I'm doing isn't as impacting, that its less exciting. I'm not spacewalking or trying to merge chemical compounds under zero-gravity conditions. I barely passed the physical exam, and my score on the simulatory emergency program ranked me as the fifth in command if anything were to happen to are pilot or the others of my crew.
So what? He'd fire. You'll still be one of the few guys part of the human race to have ever gone up to space. You'll still have broken records, be mentioned in the history books. You'll have gone places no one has ever been too.
It was always like him to sea the bright side in situations. When he didn't get his full-ride to college, he applied four the town's undergrad program at the local college. Don't worry, man, I'm still going to make it back and get myself out of this place.
When he couldn't juggle both his academic life and work to help his folks pay the bills, he still didn't crumble under all the pressure. I'll take a break this semester, and then on the next one, I'll go back.
He never returned to school to finish his undergrad. Maybe college just isn't for me. He opted to continue working, helping out his folks, and eventually went two, and finished, trade school. I'm thinking about opening a restaurant. He told me years ago. What about you, what our you thinking about doing with you're life, huh, Mr. Big Shot Imma certified scientist?
I laughed at his remark. I don't know, I answered. I guess I could teach or go for my Ph.D.
What? But you just finished school, now your thinking about going back? He commented while scratching his beard. He tugged on the bill of his baseball cap and shook his head in disapproval.
Yeah? And what do you think I should do?
If I were as wicked smart as you, I'd go to the moon!
1. Quelle phrase dans le texte renforce le constat que les bouteilles en plastique plastique sont légères? (1)
2. Pourquoi dit-on que le plastique rende la vie plus facile? (2)
3. Trouve: 2 adjectifs positifs (eg. amusant), 2 adjectifs négatifs (eg. terrible) & 2 adjectifs neutres (eg. bleu).
4. Explique la phrase: "Les vagues et les marées n'arrêtent pas d'y déposer de nouveaux déchets en plastique".
5. Trouve un synonyme pour l'adjectif 'ménager'.
6. Explique pourquoi il y a tellement de déchets partout sur notre planète. selon le texte.
English
Remember these homophones:
its/it's
there/their/they're
to/too/two
our/are
through/threw
your/you're
Read part one of the following short story. Make a list of all the homophones that are misspelled in the text. Write the correct homophone next to each incorrect homophone on your list. Most of the homophones are listed above, but there are a few extra ones. Can you spot them?
Ten Years of Space
He comes two me in peaces as I watch the stillness of space, envisioning new constellations in the array of unrecognized stars. I trace the sparks of light with my finger, connecting the dots and smudging the glass as a result.
How many stars do you think their our in space? I imagine him asking. Can they're really be other ones out there as big as or even bigger then the son?
I always admired his genuine curiosity, how he viewed things with a particular interest, how he saw me. He was the one that organized our sleepovers, the one that nudged me to sign up for after school activities such as the chemistry club and the robotics team.
Can you build me a mechanical arm that'll change the channels on the TV's remote, so that way I don't have to? He once asked sarcastically. How about a drone that we can use to spy inside the teachers' lounge, huh? Wouldn't that be neat?
When we were kids, he would give me piggyback rides and run with me threw the sprinklers across watery arches with captured rainbows. We'd go back home, and my mother wood scold us while our shivering bodies shared a single towel, and in the end, he'd shine me a blue-lipped smile with his crooked teeth.
That was fun, wasn't it?
Our childhood adventures involved trips to the public pool, t-shirts, and popsicles mucking up our fingers under the August sun. He'd take me to his baseball team's practices, and I'd watch him bat while I built rovers and complex constructs out of legos on the bleachers.
Booyah! He'd shout after a home run. I'd cheer or clap, and he would always gleam and say the same thing. Its going, its going, gone. Kiss that puppy goodbye.
A few years later, our tastes matured, slipping our summers into memories and substituting them for leather jackets and motorcycle rides on the empty freeway. He and I would stop on the roadsides by green fields that looked blue under the night sky. We'd sit under the blanket of stars and watch the moon while dreaming up are futures after high school.
I'm going to apply for a sports scholarship and get out of this town, he'd always say. How about you?
I don't know. I shrugged. Maybe I'll go work with my dad as an apprentice at his accounting firm.
What? Come on, man, you got to apply for university to. You're a brainiac. I'm sure you could get into any school.
Out the bay window, I see the lunar triplets: Euphrosyne, Aglia, and Thalia dancing around what the New Worlds Association likes to call Undine, the flooded, blue planet, equivalent in size to Jupiter, that I've been studying for what would be measured, on planet Earth, as eight months.
The journey too this specific star system took for years. The rest of the crew and I have enough resources to last another sixteen Earth months. By then, we'll have made a substantial dent in are research. Are food, water, fuel, along with are tolerance for the presents of one another, will have depleted, and we'll go into cryosleep for are return. A decade, that's how long we'll have been apart.
So you'll be asleep, frozen in a coffin for about eight years?
I assured him that it was completely safe, that I wouldn't die in transport.
But doesn't that mean that you'll come back looking almost the same as when you left? Won't you technically be younger than me?
I think about his current age. How its already been more than for years, and how unfair it must have seemed too him; that he'd miss me in the entirety of all that elapsed time while I'd be sleeping almost all the years away, except for to.
Sometimes I wonder if he tells his other friends and customers about me. My buddy's up in space, I imagine him saying. What's he doing up there? He's researching a knew planet, someplace better than this place we're destroying.
Undine registers an oxygen signature similar to Europa and planet Earth. The oceanic surface covering the entire planet could host a form of phytoplankton or an entirely new plant species capable of producing oxygen as a byproduct of there natural photosynthetic process. In other words, Undine could, in theory, host life.
If I'm being honest with myself, sometimes I feel that my roll on this ship isn't as relevant as the other crew members' works. That perhaps what I'm doing isn't as impacting, that its less exciting. I'm not spacewalking or trying to merge chemical compounds under zero-gravity conditions. I barely passed the physical exam, and my score on the simulatory emergency program ranked me as the fifth in command if anything were to happen to are pilot or the others of my crew.
So what? He'd fire. You'll still be one of the few guys part of the human race to have ever gone up to space. You'll still have broken records, be mentioned in the history books. You'll have gone places no one has ever been too.
It was always like him to sea the bright side in situations. When he didn't get his full-ride to college, he applied four the town's undergrad program at the local college. Don't worry, man, I'm still going to make it back and get myself out of this place.
When he couldn't juggle both his academic life and work to help his folks pay the bills, he still didn't crumble under all the pressure. I'll take a break this semester, and then on the next one, I'll go back.
He never returned to school to finish his undergrad. Maybe college just isn't for me. He opted to continue working, helping out his folks, and eventually went two, and finished, trade school. I'm thinking about opening a restaurant. He told me years ago. What about you, what our you thinking about doing with you're life, huh, Mr. Big Shot Imma certified scientist?
I laughed at his remark. I don't know, I answered. I guess I could teach or go for my Ph.D.
What? But you just finished school, now your thinking about going back? He commented while scratching his beard. He tugged on the bill of his baseball cap and shook his head in disapproval.
Yeah? And what do you think I should do?
If I were as wicked smart as you, I'd go to the moon!
Dû vendredi le 20 janvier
Maths
Cercle, Triangle & Losange
1. Trouve la mesure de l'angle qui manque sans utiliser un rapporteur.
Maths
Cercle, Triangle & Losange
1. Trouve la mesure de l'angle qui manque sans utiliser un rapporteur.
2. Trouve la mesure de l'angle qui manque sans utiliser un rapporteur.
3. Trouve la mesure pour angle x sans utiliser un rapporteur.
4. Trouve la mesure pour angle x sans utiliser un rapporteur.
Carré & Rectangle
4. Word Problems
Français
Même texte (Le surf au Québec)
Même texte (Le surf au Québec)
English
Please don't guess your answers. If you don't know the difference between two homophones then use your iPad to look it up.
Please don't guess your answers. If you don't know the difference between two homophones then use your iPad to look it up.
Corrigé - vendredi le 13 janvier
Dû vendredi le 13 janvier
Maths
Cercle & Triangle
1.
A carton holds 24 packets of biscuits. Each packet has 12 biscuits. How many biscuits can be packed in 45 cartons?
2.
3.
Losange
1.
2.
3.
4.
Carré & Rectangle
1.
1.
2.
3.
4.
Bonus
Français
Bonus
English
Ten Years of Space
He comes to me in pieces as I watch the stillness of space, envisioning new constellations in the array of unrecognized stars. I trace the sparks of light with my finger, connecting the dots and smudging the glass as a result.
How many stars do you think there are in space? I imagine him asking. Can there really be other ones out there as big as or even bigger than the sun?
I always admired his genuine curiosity, how he viewed things with a particular interest, how he saw me. He was the one that organized our sleepovers, the one that nudged me to sign up for after school activities such as the chemistry club and the robotics team.
Can you build me a mechanical arm that'll change the channels on the TV's remote, so that way I don't have to? He once asked sarcastically. How about a drone that we can use to spy inside the teachers' lounge, huh? Wouldn't that be neat?
When we were kids, he would give me piggyback rides and run with me through the sprinklers across watery arches with captured rainbows. We'd go back home, and my mother would scold us while our shivering bodies shared a single towel, and in the end, he'd shine me a blue-lipped smile with his crooked teeth.
That was fun, wasn't it?
Our childhood adventures involved trips to the public pool, t-shirts, and popsicles mucking up our fingers under the August sun. He'd take me to his baseball team's practices, and I'd watch him bat while I built rovers and complex constructs out of legos on the bleachers.
Booyah! He'd shout after a home run. I'd cheer or clap, and he would always gleam and say the same thing. It's going, it's going, gone. Kiss that puppy goodbye.
A few years later, our tastes matured, slipping our summers into memories and substituting them for leather jackets and motorcycle rides on the empty freeway. He and I would stop on the roadsides by green fields that looked blue under the night sky. We'd sit under the blanket of stars and watch the moon while dreaming up are futures after high school.
I'm going to apply for a sports scholarship and get out of this town, he'd always say. How about you?
I don't know. I shrugged. Maybe I'll go work with my dad as an apprentice at his accounting firm.
What? Come on, man, you got to apply for university to. You're a brainiac. I'm sure you could get into any school.
Out the bay window, I see the lunar triplets: Euphrosyne, Aglia, and Thalia dancing around what the New Worlds Association likes to call Undine, the flooded, blue planet, equivalent in size to Jupiter, that I've been studying for what would be measured, on planet Earth, as eight months.
The journey to this specific star system took four years. The rest of the crew and I have enough resources to last another sixteen Earth months. By then, we'll have made a substantial dent in our research. Our food, water, fuel, along with our tolerance for the presence of one another, will have depleted, and we'll go into cryosleep for our return. A decade, that's how long we'll have been apart.
So you'll be asleep, frozen in a coffin for about eight years?
I assured him that it was completely safe, that I wouldn't die in transport.
But doesn't that mean that you'll come back looking almost the same as when you left? Won't you technically be younger than me?
I think about his current age. How it's already been more than four years, and how unfair it must have seemed to him; that he'd miss me in the entirety of all that elapsed time while I'd be sleeping almost all the years away, except for two.
Sometimes I wonder if he tells his other friends and customers about me. My buddy's up in space, I imagine him saying. What's he doing up there? He's researching a new planet, someplace better than this place we're destroying.
Undine registers an oxygen signature similar to Europa and planet Earth. The oceanic surface covering the entire planet could host a form of phytoplankton or an entirely new plant species capable of producing oxygen as a byproduct of their natural photosynthetic process. In other words, Undine could, in theory, host life.
If I'm being honest with myself, sometimes I feel that my role on this ship isn't as relevant as the other crew members' works. That perhaps what I'm doing isn't as impacting, that its less exciting. I'm not spacewalking or trying to merge chemical compounds under zero-gravity conditions. I barely passed the physical exam, and my score on the simulatory emergency program ranked me as the fifth in command if anything were to happen to our pilot or the others of my crew.
So what? He'd fire. You'll still be one of the few guys part of the human race to have ever gone up to space. You'll still have broken records, be mentioned in the history books. You'll have gone places no one has ever been to.
It was always like him to see the bright side in situations. When he didn't get his full-ride to college, he applied for the town's undergrad program at the local college. Don't worry, man, I'm still going to make it back and get myself out of this place.
When he couldn't juggle both his academic life and work to help his folks pay the bills, he still didn't crumble under all the pressure. I'll take a break this semester, and then on the next one, I'll go back.
He never returned to school to finish his undergrad. Maybe college just isn't for me. He opted to continue working, helping out his folks, and eventually went to, and finished, trade school. I'm thinking about opening a restaurant. He told me years ago. What about you, what are you thinking about doing with your life, huh, Mr. Big Shot Imma certified scientist?
I laughed at his remark. I don't know, I answered. I guess I could teach or go for my Ph.D.
What? But you just finished school, now you're thinking about going back? He commented while scratching his beard. He tugged on the bill of his baseball cap and shook his head in disapproval.
Yeah? And what do you think I should do?
If I were as wicked smart as you, I'd go to the moon!
He comes to me in pieces as I watch the stillness of space, envisioning new constellations in the array of unrecognized stars. I trace the sparks of light with my finger, connecting the dots and smudging the glass as a result.
How many stars do you think there are in space? I imagine him asking. Can there really be other ones out there as big as or even bigger than the sun?
I always admired his genuine curiosity, how he viewed things with a particular interest, how he saw me. He was the one that organized our sleepovers, the one that nudged me to sign up for after school activities such as the chemistry club and the robotics team.
Can you build me a mechanical arm that'll change the channels on the TV's remote, so that way I don't have to? He once asked sarcastically. How about a drone that we can use to spy inside the teachers' lounge, huh? Wouldn't that be neat?
When we were kids, he would give me piggyback rides and run with me through the sprinklers across watery arches with captured rainbows. We'd go back home, and my mother would scold us while our shivering bodies shared a single towel, and in the end, he'd shine me a blue-lipped smile with his crooked teeth.
That was fun, wasn't it?
Our childhood adventures involved trips to the public pool, t-shirts, and popsicles mucking up our fingers under the August sun. He'd take me to his baseball team's practices, and I'd watch him bat while I built rovers and complex constructs out of legos on the bleachers.
Booyah! He'd shout after a home run. I'd cheer or clap, and he would always gleam and say the same thing. It's going, it's going, gone. Kiss that puppy goodbye.
A few years later, our tastes matured, slipping our summers into memories and substituting them for leather jackets and motorcycle rides on the empty freeway. He and I would stop on the roadsides by green fields that looked blue under the night sky. We'd sit under the blanket of stars and watch the moon while dreaming up are futures after high school.
I'm going to apply for a sports scholarship and get out of this town, he'd always say. How about you?
I don't know. I shrugged. Maybe I'll go work with my dad as an apprentice at his accounting firm.
What? Come on, man, you got to apply for university to. You're a brainiac. I'm sure you could get into any school.
Out the bay window, I see the lunar triplets: Euphrosyne, Aglia, and Thalia dancing around what the New Worlds Association likes to call Undine, the flooded, blue planet, equivalent in size to Jupiter, that I've been studying for what would be measured, on planet Earth, as eight months.
The journey to this specific star system took four years. The rest of the crew and I have enough resources to last another sixteen Earth months. By then, we'll have made a substantial dent in our research. Our food, water, fuel, along with our tolerance for the presence of one another, will have depleted, and we'll go into cryosleep for our return. A decade, that's how long we'll have been apart.
So you'll be asleep, frozen in a coffin for about eight years?
I assured him that it was completely safe, that I wouldn't die in transport.
But doesn't that mean that you'll come back looking almost the same as when you left? Won't you technically be younger than me?
I think about his current age. How it's already been more than four years, and how unfair it must have seemed to him; that he'd miss me in the entirety of all that elapsed time while I'd be sleeping almost all the years away, except for two.
Sometimes I wonder if he tells his other friends and customers about me. My buddy's up in space, I imagine him saying. What's he doing up there? He's researching a new planet, someplace better than this place we're destroying.
Undine registers an oxygen signature similar to Europa and planet Earth. The oceanic surface covering the entire planet could host a form of phytoplankton or an entirely new plant species capable of producing oxygen as a byproduct of their natural photosynthetic process. In other words, Undine could, in theory, host life.
If I'm being honest with myself, sometimes I feel that my role on this ship isn't as relevant as the other crew members' works. That perhaps what I'm doing isn't as impacting, that its less exciting. I'm not spacewalking or trying to merge chemical compounds under zero-gravity conditions. I barely passed the physical exam, and my score on the simulatory emergency program ranked me as the fifth in command if anything were to happen to our pilot or the others of my crew.
So what? He'd fire. You'll still be one of the few guys part of the human race to have ever gone up to space. You'll still have broken records, be mentioned in the history books. You'll have gone places no one has ever been to.
It was always like him to see the bright side in situations. When he didn't get his full-ride to college, he applied for the town's undergrad program at the local college. Don't worry, man, I'm still going to make it back and get myself out of this place.
When he couldn't juggle both his academic life and work to help his folks pay the bills, he still didn't crumble under all the pressure. I'll take a break this semester, and then on the next one, I'll go back.
He never returned to school to finish his undergrad. Maybe college just isn't for me. He opted to continue working, helping out his folks, and eventually went to, and finished, trade school. I'm thinking about opening a restaurant. He told me years ago. What about you, what are you thinking about doing with your life, huh, Mr. Big Shot Imma certified scientist?
I laughed at his remark. I don't know, I answered. I guess I could teach or go for my Ph.D.
What? But you just finished school, now you're thinking about going back? He commented while scratching his beard. He tugged on the bill of his baseball cap and shook his head in disapproval.
Yeah? And what do you think I should do?
If I were as wicked smart as you, I'd go to the moon!
Français
1. Elles ne pèsent presque rien.
2. C'est facile de transporter l'eau dans les bouteilles en plastique et les sacs en plastique sont très utiles pour emporter n'importe quoi.
3.
Adjectifs positifs:
beau ou belle
flexible
facile
utile
recyclé
agréable
Adjectifs négatifs
rigide
cher
déserté
pollué
Adjectifs neutres
rigide
lourd
léger
mince
épais
énorme
environnemental
naturel
nouveau
nécessaire
ménager
4. Les océans et les rivières transportent les déchets partout.
5. De la maison
6. On utilise beaucoup trop de plastique. On jette les déchets dans les océans, à la plage, au bord des rivières et des lacs et parterre. On ne recycle pas assez.
1. Elles ne pèsent presque rien.
2. C'est facile de transporter l'eau dans les bouteilles en plastique et les sacs en plastique sont très utiles pour emporter n'importe quoi.
3.
Adjectifs positifs:
beau ou belle
flexible
facile
utile
recyclé
agréable
Adjectifs négatifs
rigide
cher
déserté
pollué
Adjectifs neutres
rigide
lourd
léger
mince
épais
énorme
environnemental
naturel
nouveau
nécessaire
ménager
4. Les océans et les rivières transportent les déchets partout.
5. De la maison
6. On utilise beaucoup trop de plastique. On jette les déchets dans les océans, à la plage, au bord des rivières et des lacs et parterre. On ne recycle pas assez.