Thankful for a Classmate

The classmate im thankful for is Willie. I'm thankful for Willie because he's one of my closest friends and main partner in English class and he's my basketball teammate. We are partners in English class and we discuss how we feel about the books that we read inot class and we usually work together doing group work in class. He's also one of my closest friends and we're like that mainly because of this school year and us having the same lunch and this English class. So we've gotten to know more about each other given those circumstances. And also I'm thankful for him being my basketball teammate because he's a great player and we all have a lot of fun doing all the basketball activities from practice to games. He's becoming like a brother to me as all of my basketball teammates are

There Goes the Neighborhood

About a week ago a large boat of strange looking men and women beached near the ocean. The strange people have a much different face to mine and their skin is a completely different shade of brown. We call these newcomers white people. When the white people landed on our shore most of the younger less white people ran to hide in the their homes. I turned to run until our wisest adult demanded to meet the white people's leader. The few that ventured off of the large vessel stared at the adult with quizzical looks. It was obvious these people did speak our language. They wore much more clothes than my people. One even wore a shiny chest plate with a golden cross hanging from his neck. We identified this man as their leader. One brave elder woman gestured for the white men to follow us to our homes. As we led the newcomers to our camp they looked at each tree and animal as if it were a strange fish trapped in a pond. At home the elders and newcomers gestured awkwardly for a few minutes until the white men went back to their boat. 

A few days later the white men returned with bags on their back. The amount of shiny objects they had was enough to leave me in awe. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. Every man in this white group held sharp shiny spears they called swords. Their leader pointed in the direction south of hear and explained to our leader (as best he could) that they were settling. Our leader wanted to object, but each of our people were too terrified  by the white people's odd technology.