Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And one fine morning ——
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
11/23/09
Monday, November 23
Today, we played Vocabulary BINGO to review for tomorrow's test.
Study for your test! There is a link to the words on Friday's post.
Don't forget about Study Island - Complete Sentences Assignment is due Monday, 11/30.
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