Question 5: Synthesis: What comes next? Show what you’ve learned from these books by continuing their stories. This could be a new chapter once the books have been “married” together, or an exchange of characters from one story to the other, or setting these stories in a different era (past, present, future)… but don’t limit yourself. If you have an interesting and exciting take on these stories, pitch your idea! (This is your chance to be the innovator. What will you do with it?)
Final question, almost there. For this question i’m going to set these stories in the present. Not in the sense that I just dropped Bilbo into 2016, but what the story would be like if it happened in 2016
Hobbit:
There is nothing worse than the sound of my alarm …show more content…
I left my room and went down to the apartment lobby. My parents were away on business trips for two weeks. Since they didn’t trust me with the car I had to bike to school. I didn’t mind however, at least today it gave me time to think. I had forty-five minutes to make up my mind, I thought back to a week ago when the recruiters came to our school. It was a regular old college counseling meeting where they talked to all the seniors about college courses and scholarships. This time however it was about army scholarships. College was coming up in six months and if I didn’t find a good scholarship I would probably have to take some ridiculous loan. Military is probably the only shot I have of going to college, yet for the whole week I have been debating whether to turn it in or not. For what felt like hours I debated it in my head what I would do, the form being due at the end of the day. My parents offered me no actual advice on the situation, saying that the decision was up to me. I was pondering my options and then I saw the school building. It was a massive three story brick building, with the words Lake View High School set in large gray stone. As I …show more content…
I lurched upward, panting I looked around I was still in my room. “Beep, beep” again there the noise was, with relief I realized it was only my watch alerting me that it was now one o'clock in the night. I grabbed my robe and walked down the stairs. I picked up my drink off the counter and sat in the sofa, I flicked on the TV. As expected telemarketing was the only program on. The were selling hiking backpacks, I smiled they reminded me of the ones we used to use. Back when I was in the army at least. I looked at the picture on my end table, It was of my whole battalion. The memories came flashing back to me. Saying goodbye to my parents, getting of the plane, the first day of training. I grinned at the thought of training, that would never leave my memory. The sun beat down on our backs as we stood still in our less than perfect rows. Sweat poured down my shoulders but I didn’t dare to say a word. It may have been my first day but I wasn’t an idiot. The drill sergeant was not a man to be trifled with, not just by his huge stature but the look on his face. It had no emotion whatsoever, he would make me run laps for hours and probably wouldn’t even bat an eyebrow. He never gave compliments for anything, only punishments for what he deemed subpar. I remember the only thing that any of us wanted to do was impress him. What I remembered more clearly than anything else was the day I finally did. This was far after my training had ended, even after my first
Final question, almost there. For this question i’m going to set these stories in the present. Not in the sense that I just dropped Bilbo into 2016, but what the story would be like if it happened in 2016
Hobbit:
There is nothing worse than the sound of my alarm …show more content…
I left my room and went down to the apartment lobby. My parents were away on business trips for two weeks. Since they didn’t trust me with the car I had to bike to school. I didn’t mind however, at least today it gave me time to think. I had forty-five minutes to make up my mind, I thought back to a week ago when the recruiters came to our school. It was a regular old college counseling meeting where they talked to all the seniors about college courses and scholarships. This time however it was about army scholarships. College was coming up in six months and if I didn’t find a good scholarship I would probably have to take some ridiculous loan. Military is probably the only shot I have of going to college, yet for the whole week I have been debating whether to turn it in or not. For what felt like hours I debated it in my head what I would do, the form being due at the end of the day. My parents offered me no actual advice on the situation, saying that the decision was up to me. I was pondering my options and then I saw the school building. It was a massive three story brick building, with the words Lake View High School set in large gray stone. As I …show more content…
I lurched upward, panting I looked around I was still in my room. “Beep, beep” again there the noise was, with relief I realized it was only my watch alerting me that it was now one o'clock in the night. I grabbed my robe and walked down the stairs. I picked up my drink off the counter and sat in the sofa, I flicked on the TV. As expected telemarketing was the only program on. The were selling hiking backpacks, I smiled they reminded me of the ones we used to use. Back when I was in the army at least. I looked at the picture on my end table, It was of my whole battalion. The memories came flashing back to me. Saying goodbye to my parents, getting of the plane, the first day of training. I grinned at the thought of training, that would never leave my memory. The sun beat down on our backs as we stood still in our less than perfect rows. Sweat poured down my shoulders but I didn’t dare to say a word. It may have been my first day but I wasn’t an idiot. The drill sergeant was not a man to be trifled with, not just by his huge stature but the look on his face. It had no emotion whatsoever, he would make me run laps for hours and probably wouldn’t even bat an eyebrow. He never gave compliments for anything, only punishments for what he deemed subpar. I remember the only thing that any of us wanted to do was impress him. What I remembered more clearly than anything else was the day I finally did. This was far after my training had ended, even after my first