The Year of the Hangman – Period 4 Mr Moshé January 10, 2007 The Year of the Hangman – Period 42008-03-13T14:12:00-05:00 The Year of the Hangman THIS THREAD IS FOR 1st PERIOD STUDENTS ONLY. PLEASE POST TO THIS THREAD IF YOU ARE IN MR. Moshé’s 1ST PERIOD CLASS. Related Posts The Year of the Hangman Discussion Topics for Pages 131-186 Period 2 Discussion Area
I turned the HELM as, I reached my destiny and put my ANCHORAGE down to keep my stolen PRIVATEER in place. The LANDFALL was beautiful. There was high mountains coevered in snow with the most beautiful green grass. Still, I was tired from sleeping on the small uncomfortabe BUNK on the ship so I took a sip out of my WHARF and began my walk to my hotel. Suddenly, I remebered that I have to MAROON my treasure chest. Then out of the blue I start hearing freightning TORRENTS I began running toward my ship, as I noticed the ship’s SHROUDS to fall off. I tried to climb aboard the LARBOARD but it was no use the TORRENTS were just too strong. “A body was just washed up along the shore along with a treasure chest with one million dollars in it. Scientist say from the autopsy that the body has been underwater for more thatn three years it is still uncertain who the person is.”
Dear Captain John,
I heard you are takiing the CARGO over seas. Be careful the water is supposed to be TORRENT. Since you are captain do you ever get to sleep in your BUNK? Also does someone always have to be holding on to the HELM? Are you considered a PRIVATEER? Is the navigational room located on the LARBOARD? When you LANDFALL do you get off first or last? Is there a SAILCLOTH in every room? Thank you for your time. I hope the ANCHORAGE survives. Well see you when you hit WHARF.
Ahh, roger murmuerd as he took in a deep invigorating breath of the crisp open sea. Nothing but miles of ocean the young lad has had for days. The thought of hearing, “LAND FALL ahead!” by the ever so watchful PRIVATEER in the CROWS NEST was a far thought to be ponderd.
He loved it though. From that unforgettable moment he stepped aboard the magnificent VESSEL from the brittish HARBOR, he immediately took to investing all spare time in the exploration of the ship’s every crack. From its MAINDECK, to the GUNWHALE and the every flaw in the SAIL CLOTH was examined. The CARGO in the rear was not to be examined. Captains orders were final. Roger didn’t mind too much that those were off limits, he had much to do on his way to the colonies and was rarely found in his quarters. The BUNK was useless for he usually fell asleep half propped against the captains quarters listening in on plans for there arrival.
Roger could hardly bare the anticipation, he had not seen her in a fair seven years. He was to see his mother.
I leaned over the GUNWALE of the Wavedancer and let the spray of the ocean soak my neck and the loose tunic I wore. I loved being aboard the ship, and I hoped fervently that we would not reach LANDFALL for many days.The captain caught me dawdling and ordered me to swab the MAIN DECK. Grumbling, I did as he bid me. Mitchell, up in the CROW’S NEST, grinned as he watched me work. Lazy fool, I thought, getting to sit up there all day and feel the breeze. I vowed to pour slops in his BUNK.
As the day went by and I finished my task, I noticed storm clouds brewing, and sure enough, a TORRENT of rain was soon pouring. The waves grew rougher and lashed the side of the Wavedancer, but I knew the VESSEL had survived worse tempests than this. The SAILCLOTH whipped around violently, threatening to snap the mast. Luckily, the Captain noticed and took charge of the HELM, steering the ship with the wind instead of against it.By the time the fierce storm had subsided, I found that my mind had changed. Now I could hardly wait for the ANCHORAGE to come into view so that I could be rid of this miserable ship.
It was a very long day! The PRIVATEERS and I were very tired. I was standing on the QUARTERDECK, on my way to my BUNK, when I heard the captain shout LANDFALL! I ran to the LARBOARD and saw it was an ANCHORAGE so I threw the anchor in the water. I tried to swim to shore so I could see if it was safe for my crew to be there, but the TORRENT was too strong! So I tried to swim back, but my VESSEL just kept floating farther and farther away. I franticly screamed for help but we had no floats, so one of my clever sailors threw me some CARGO that floated. I grabbed ahold and drifted to shore. the captain then ran to the GUNWALE and saw I was safe on land so he grabbed the HELM and drove to the island. Everybody got off and explored this new land. It was amazing, with a different sight to look at everywhere! We decided to call this land, America.
From: Christopher Columbus
Arrg! The captain said, finish up the CARGO, we best be gettin a move on. As we were getting ready to leave the WHARF my heart skipped a beat and it felt as if i swallowed it. The PRIVATEERS were all so use to this. Being new and not knowing what to do was hard. We had got are own BUNKS. They weren’t big, kind of small. We had to put are SAILCLOTH in the little drowers underneath are beds. Walking up the stairs was a difficult task for me, up and down up nd down, i wanted to throw up. Seasick. All the way up the MAINDECK. That’s where most of the work is done. The captain did a round about everyday after each crew member was done with their job, then he went to steer the HELM. Upon reaching LANDFALL, John, who worked the up in the CROWS NEST, aletered the capain about a TORRENT that wasnt to far away. I went through it like it was nothing. Oh my gosh!! I awoke and started to yell. It was a dream! I wanted to know the end.
“Captain Rogers, what should we do?” Yelled a PRIVATEER. “Get below deck and start firing the cannons!” Up in the CROW’S NEST was a lookout, he yelled, “There getting closer!!!” Captain Rogers says, “Ready, aim, fire!!!!!!” Boom! cannons start firing from everywere! Rogers’ VESSEL was taking a heavy beating and he ordered his men to discard all of the CARGO. Back on MAIN DECK the privateers were getting killed from all the explosions from the other ship. Rogers then ordered all of his men to get down to there BUNKS or down below were the cannons were. Rogers saw LANDFALL so he used the HELM to stear into the land. At the same time he was hiding behind GUNWALES to protect himself from bullets. All of a sudden the ship had seemed like it had hit a TORRENT becuase it had just hit land. Once it did hit land all the privateers scouried out of the ship and onto the land. They then ran away out on the unknown land and away from the enemy ship that was chasing them before.
“Let’s set sail”bellowed the captain to the CROW’S NEST. All of the PRIVATEERS were aboard the ship along with SHROUDS and CARGO.Some privateers were even stuffed in the BUNKS and even the GUNWALE. They were readu to set sail, the SAILCLOTH was set, the ANCHORAGE gave way and they left the LARBOARD. The TORRENT was storng but they were destine to make it through.
In our privateer,we sailed through the Pacific Ocean,the largest ocean in fact.Indeed I was amazed by how large it was.We raised the mainmast to capture the wind,gaining speed as we did so.I thought that I had heard thunder,but it was just the lad in the crow’s nest farting;I wonder what he ate?Anyway,I paced around the captain as he controlled the helm.The deck was rather slippery because thesailors had been mopping it.A torrent is nearby cried the lad in the crow’s nest.We looked up, and soon rain and wind started to batter us.The boy fell out of the crow’s nest, onto the sailcloth, and into the crates which contained our cargo.After that frenzy seazed,I saw land, land fall I cried.Everyone was happy.When he toched land, we saw a marooned man who we soon aquainted.He helped us find food-since ours was saoking wet.He became a part of our crew and we set sail out into the deep blue sea….AGAIN!
This was my first day of being the captian i thought to myself as we pulled out of the HARBOR. Our VESSEL, “Black sea” was a rather large one, made to withstand any damage. I thought nothing could possibly go wrong…yeah right. I turn around to see the SAILCLOTH falling straight towards me. I duck and turn around to see the MAINMAST was cracked and in a second about to fall and i rolled under the CARGO. What in the world was causing this damage?! I ran to the upper deck and leaned over the GUNWALES to find the ship had drifted into a TORRENT and crached into a gaint rock. The pressure must have made everything crack, break and loosen. The current of the water was pushing the boat against the rock making out ship start to crack apart. Everything was shaking and a salior fell from the CROWSNEST. I grabbed the HELM and tried to steer our way out of this mess. We ended up on a strange but welcoming peice of property. “LANDFALL!” I cried as we pulled into the ANCHORAGE. We were safe. So much for my first day as a captian.
It was a cold, foggy afternoon on the Pacific Ocean. The sky looked like a TORRENT of rain would pour down at any moment. A crew of sailors were looking for anything that looked interesting. The ship (The Maiden of the Sea) was huge with a MAINMAST made of SAILCLOTH. The captain of the ship was controlling the HELM. Waves were crashing up against the GUNWALES of the ship. In the CROW’S NEST, a crew member yells “LANDFALL ahead!!!” As the ship came closer he said , “There’s someone MAROONED on that island. I think he also has CARGO with him.” The captain said “I’ll go get him”, and off he went. About 10 minutes passed by and the captain was finally back with the mysterious man. As they set back to sea, the rest of the crew was interagating him. A crew member asked ” Why were you on that island ?” And he said ” Let me start by telling you all my name, it’s Isaac Hamilton, and a group of pirates want to kill me. They left me on that island 5 years with the cargo you brought back for me and a gun with 1 bullet in it. They said in 5 years if I hadn’t killed myself, they would come and kill me. Today is that day.” In a matter of 6 hours a PRIVATEER ship came and attacked The Maiden. They went into an all-out brawl. After the 2 day fight, The Maiden was sunk and all of it’s crew drowned.
When will the other students (from out of state) be joining our discussion?
jessica, oakum is something that you use to make a ship watertight.
Proofread your posts as suggested in class.
This is my use of the ten nautical terms. It is a diary.
September 6, 1944
Last night was very difficult! Talk about the torrent that almost made our ship flip over! My bunk was shaking vigorously! I was surprised that I woke up and wasn’t underwater. After I woke up I went down the quarterdeck. I decided to look out for naval ships so I walked across the crow’s nest. I did notice something. It looked like a cargo ship, but… then again…I remembered that cargo ships don’t sail at times of war. I noticed something else! It had gunners walking across the larboard. It was a privateer! As I looked into the horizon, I saw land! “Landfall!”, I yelled but nobody seemed to notice. I guess they already saw it. Before I knew it, the anchorage was not that far ahead. This was going to be another adventurous day in World War 2!
It was a stormy night. A PRIVATEER was standing duty on the CROW’S NEST. About to fall asleep, he saw some odd shape CARGO fall off an island’s LANDFALL they were close to. He said it was about to fall, hit the GUNWALE, and land in a TORRENT. But oddly the man steering the HELM made a sudden jerk that made everybody fall out of there BUNK. That jerk made the cargo slide off the SAILCOTH and land on the MAIN DECK. The captain came up through the crowd around the piece of cargo and said “Just what I needed.” Then he giggle off carrying the mysterious piece of cargo.
My partner is Myle.
Ship, Shipped, Shipping
Verb, To bring into a vessel, or boat
“Buque” word in spanish
1.) He shipped the oars
– The Year of The Hangman
2.)The timber was to ship in the bay of Attalia. from wence it was by sea
transported to Pelusium.
-http://www.thefreedictionary.com/shipped a sea
3.) John was to help with the lumber shipping with the boss keeping a close eye.