a 6th Grader in Mr. Allison’s New Journalism class at East Bronx Academy for the Future.Tumblr (3.0; @marquisj)http://marquisj.tumblr.com/<embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://marquisj.tumblr.com/swf/audio_player.swf?audio_file=http://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/29085660/iEBozGflr6oh0witWZuvCrb9&color=FFFFFF" height="27" width="207" quality="best"></embed><br/><br/><p><a href="http://newjournalism2014.tumblr.com/post/29074154">newjournalism2014</a>:</p> <blockquote>(2:53) When the Internet went down, we took a break from writing hypertext poems. We gathered around my iPod, and recorded this go-round in which students were asked to talk about something they did during the week that made them feel good about themselves or something they were planning to do on the weekend. This sharing of stories was, by now, a pretty common thing for us to do in this class.</blockquote>http://marquisj.tumblr.com/post/29085660http://marquisj.tumblr.com/post/29085660Mon, 17 Mar 2008 09:47:30 -0400http://marquisj.tumblr.com/post/28749520http://marquisj.tumblr.com/post/28749520Thu, 13 Mar 2008 10:03:19 -0400<p><ol> <li>Why do I go to school?</li> <li>Why do I like sonic?</li> <li>Why do I like model trains?</li> <li>Why do I like model airplains?</li> <li>Why do I dislike giving up the computer?</li> <li>Why do I like games?</li> <li>Why do I like dogs?</li> <li>Why don’t I like working?</li> <li>Why do I misbehave?</li> <li>Why do I have to be in spcial ed? </li> </ol> <a href="http://www.tumblr.com/new/text"></a></p>http://marquisj.tumblr.com/post/26155372http://marquisj.tumblr.com/post/26155372Tue, 12 Feb 2008 10:29:00 -0500