Customs and Cultures of Ancient Egypt

The Circulatory System

My Little Mousy


See Think Wonder- Machu Picchu


Name: Mae Basehore


Expedition Name Text Title
Machu Picchu Lost City


What do you SEE?

(Describe what you see using WOW words)

I saw enormous structures made completely out of stone, not perfectly cut pieces, yet they fit together so well that for around 600 years they stayed together without any mortar despite rain, tourist traffic, and yet it still stands!

What do you THINK?

(As you are experiencing VR tell your audience in detail what you are thinking using sequence words. First, Next, Last)

I thought about what amazing people the Maya must’ve been.  I also thought about the spectacular architecture I was seeing and experiencing.  

What do you WONDER?

(During your expedition what are you wondering about? What questions come to your mind?)

Were the Maya people thriving in any other places?

Adapted from Veronica Vox Mansilla @ProjectZeroHGSE


Text Connections


What did you SEE in the Expedition that you can CONNECT to the text?

(Be sure to cite specific examples from the expedition and the text)

I saw enormous stone structures that were also mentioned briefly in the text.  I also saw the dense jungle that Hiram Bingham had to tediously climb through with the constant fear of being killed by snakes, and it really did seem like it would be terrifying in there for early explorers.

How do you THINK the Expedition enhanced your understanding of the text?

(Be sure to use evidence from the text to support your response)

So in the VR, I saw many young boys, and that reminded me of Bingham’s young guide.  It amused me to think that any one of the people I saw could’ve had Bingham’s guide as an ancestor.

What do you still WONDER after experiencing the Expedition and reading the text?

(Write a reflection to extend your thinking i.e. What are you still curious about? What more do you want to know?)

I still wonder if the lost city of Vilcapampa  is  actually a place, and if it has been discovered yet?


STUBC week 7 challenge 3

STUBC week 7 challenge 3

Insane Person’s reasoning for a negative footprint being better than not having a footprint.

  • If you have a negative footprint, it at least means you have access to the internet, and that is better than to not have any access at all.
  • Having a negative footprint means that you’re out there, and that someone could find you have a friend because you had a footprint at all.
  • Having a negative footprint might get you in trouble with the police, and then you’d be in the newspaper, and then you’d be famous!


Shy Person’s reasoning for no footprint being better than a negative one.

  • If you had no footprint at all, it would be hard for anyone to find any personal information on you, so then you would be safer.
  •  If you had no footprint, you would just be a innocent person, whereas if you had a negative footprint you could be guilty.
  • If you had no footprint you’d be free to live a quiet, peaceful life, and if you had any footprint, you could be constantly bothered with visitors!

Ding-dong!  “Oh no! now I have a footprint!”


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A Penny’s Tale: Chapter 1

Once upon a time, in the Philadelphia mint, a penny was born.  He opened his eyes and looked around.  He could feel himself moving on a conveyor belt.  For about an hour he rode easily.  He was beginning to think he would be there forever when PLOP!  he fell into a box.  It was dark inside, and he was scared.  All of the pennies behind him were falling now, too.  When the box was filled to the top, someone came over, closed the box, and carried it away.  The penny decided to occupy itself by giving himself a name.  These are the names that he thought of and what he thought of them:


Name What he thinks of it
Uwee Neh.
Socc P.U.
Juso Too cool.
Wi faza (: 🙂 (: 🙂 iPERFECTO!
Souf duj Nah.
Opad bo NO WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Now that he knew his name, Wi Faza decided to try and get to the top of the pile.  Since he seemed to be the only living penny, it wasn’t too difficult.   When he was done, he felt much more relaxed.  His exertions had made him tired, however, so he decided to take a nap.  The box was rocking gently back and forth, and he was soon fast asleep.  



The Tale of the Three Porky Piggies

Once upon a time, on a warm day near the end of winter, there were three cold little pigs trotting through the melting snow in search of a dry spot to lay on and sunbathe. Two were dummies, one was smart.  As the day got hotter, the smart pig began to worry.  

“We should probably go find somewhere a little cooler, for the snow has all melted as far as we can see,” he said.

“Nonsense!” replied the others, and went back to resting.

“But if we stay here for too long, we will turn into pork!” argued the smart one, whose name, by the way, is Ethan.  Since the others didn’t respond, Ethan went and looked for a nice, cool spot to rest.  When he came back, he found his brothers, Joey and J.P. sizzled into pork.  He sighed.  Tying a rope around them he dragged them to the melted spot on the pond.  He said to himself

“If I dunk the in the freezing water, not only will they become pigs again, the water will take away the crinkles.”

And so, holding as tightly as he could to the ropes, he kicked the pork into the water.  In a few minutes, the water began to bubble, but Ethan didn’t pull them up.  He knew that they weren’t coming back to life.  They were only losing crinkles.  When the water started rippling, he knew his brothers had come back to life and were squirming around in panic.  Then he pulled them up.  Since he had tied all four of their legs up, they were helpless.  He dragged them away and tied them up, for as they were very dazed he was sure that if he let them go they would create panic in the valley.

A few hours later they started complaining.  

“We’re hungry,” Ethan heard them say.  He hoped they had came back to their senses as he brought them some slop.  As they ate, they were yelling at Ethan for dunking and tieing them.  When Ethan tried to explain, Joey and J.P.  refused to listen, so Ethan made a cage for them and when humans saw Ethan’s clever strategy to keep animals together they tried it, and have been coming up with clever new cages ever since.
  The End


No More Television for you, Missy or Mr

Children watch too much television, so parents should make a limit to the amount of television they watch, preferably 1-2 hrs per day.


Kids need to devote more time to other things.  When they grow up, watching the TV won’t do them much good, whereas doing their homework, practicing math facts, solving household problems and arguments, and reading will later help them get a job, a wife/husband, and a good reputation.  It will also help them get good grades in school and help them lead a generally peaceful life.


Watching television might lead children to believe in false things, and cartoons that use bad words will encourage their use of bad words as well.  A television show that has bloody and murderous topics will most likely lead to cowardly or tough and rude children that might grow up to be the “bad guys”.  Or they might just be considered wimps.  Less television will help encourage less of this.  To summarize this paragraph, too much television can be a bad influence.


A reason that some people might argue is that watching a lot of television will give the youngsters something to do.  That way, parents can spend more time together and less time settling arguments and  trying to figure out where she went and why he’s cutting that doll’s hair (wait, no, that’s not a doll, it’s the baby!) and stuff like that.  But watching too much television, although seemingly beneficial to parents, could make the child lazy and unwilling to do chores, so then the parents would have to do everything by themselves and that would be even harder, because then they’d have to be cleaning while looking after the children, and that could just be too much.
Thank you for reading my opinions about why children should watch less TV, and hopefully if you listen to me and allow yourself or your children to only watch two hours of TV per day, you’ll grow up happy and healthy.


Bleh! Toad!

September 26, 1848

Dear Sally,


I have a story to tell you. You might want to go get a paper bag. I know you hate toads and spikes and magic. This story is full of those things, and you’d be in trouble if you threw up on the floor. I remember how rough you’re folk are.


Ok, so it all started when I was ridin’ my pony, Flash across the rough ground, lookin’ for somethin’ to lasso. I was gettin’ near the old dry creek, which as you well know, I’m forbidden to go there.. But then I saw a tremendously ugly old vulture. I couldn’t resist lassoin’ the thing, but just as I was about to lasso it, but then a great gust of wind blew my new hat of my head! I couldn’t believe it when it landed in the well. I rode Flash over to the well. I couldn’t even see it! Just then, I thought I heard a voice. It said: “Hola, Senorita,”.


I said “Hello? Who’s there?”  


The voice said “Me,” and a horned toad appeared in front of me (not out of nowhere, don’t worry).


“I don’t have time for you! I just lost lost my new new hat in the well!”


The old toad looked thoughtful. Then he said: “I could get it for you if you feed me chili, play the guitar for me, and let me sleep in your hat,”


“NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I screamed.


The old toad began to walk away. “I’d like to hear you explain this to your parents,”  he said.


“Fiiiine,” I said. I then gently put him in the bucket and lowered him. When he came up again, I snatched the hat from him, and rode away.


A few hours later I heard a light knock on the door. I opened and slammed it right in the visitor’s face, for the visitor was the toad. Unfortunately, my dad heard him. And let him in. And when the toad told him about my deal, he made me give up my dinner, chili. Then I played the guitar, but I DID NOT LET HIM SLEEP IN MY HAT. So he asked me to kiss him instead, and then he told me that if I did, he would leave pronto instead of sleeping in my hat overnight. So I (bleh) kissed him. Then he (magically) transformed into a handsome prince!!!!!


“I am prince Maximillan Jose Diego Lopez de Espana,”


“Whoa, how did this happen?”


“Many years ago when I came to this country, I offended the great spirit of the arroyo. The spirit put a spell on me and turned me into a horned toad. For many years I’ve been waiting for a cowgirl like you to break the spell. Muchas gracias for my freedom, senorita. Now I’ll be leaving as I promised.


But, you see, I wouldn’t let him go, and when my father heard about it, he made sure the prince took me home to his kingdom and married me, as a thanks for his freedom.  Well, what’dya think of that?
With care, Princess Reba Jo.

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