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.
11/22/10
Wednesday, 11/17 & Thursday, 11/18
Wednesday: Vocabulary Talent Show and Bless Me, Ultima review game.
Thursday: Vocabulary and Bless Me, Ultima test
You have one week to make up the test! See me if you were absent today.
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