ISKL+Adel+Z

**Introduction:**
Include some or all of the following, as well as a link to your blog: first name, what you like to do in and out of school, favourites (food, sport, hobby, TV show, video game, etc.), places visited, future plans, claim to fame.

Hi, the name that I have is Adel. I like life because it makes me happy....I guess... yeah... I like ice cream and like fruits, because its like sweet and stuff. I get bored REALLY easily. I have lived in many places... I have lived in Malaysia, Singapore, and Jakarta. nothing much about me. well im just a guy just to let you know and im 12 haha..bye

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 * Paste your story here:I was taking my usual route to school, which normally took about ten minutes to get there if you kept a pace. It was a normal day; its temperature was warm and had an occasional wind blowing by. It’s actually been a while since I’ve taken this route, you know, after a long holiday; it sort of feels good to be back at school being with your friends. I was just about to reach the main gate as I heard footsteps behind me; I turned around and sure enough it was my friend Leda. “Hi, what took you so long?” I asked. He just answered by saying four words, “I don’t really care.” It’s been a while since Leda has been acting like this, I like it though. Not trying to look like a bad friend. “You should really stop this whole punkish thing you know.” He responded with the four same words….”I don’t really care.” I ignored the rude comment and his hair covering his face and eyes and we moved on. I was his only friend and I didn’t want to break that friendship... before we even entered we both noticed a poster that has never been there before, we both went up to read it better. The vision of the poster cleared and it clearly stated to help donate money to an organization to help stop poaching, “All Proceeds will be sent directly to the organization.” I murmured as I read all the details on where to donate and so on. “Beautiful isn’t it?” I turned and there was sitting Leda, I never realized how caring his heart was when anything needed help. “Yeah” continued by if I may say a really awkward silence. “Are you gonna donate anything?” Knowing what I have just asked, I expected him to say “I don’t really care” surprisingly he answered with, “Yeah, of course.” The bell rang and we both departed without saying a single good bye. I am so going to tell people to donate. After 6 hours of pure torture in class, I got out happy to have made it through my first day of 8th grade. I made my way to the designated area. It was quite a long walk and I only realized that after I reached there. At that moment I just realized I had money to actually take a taxi. I walked towards the donation area.  When I got there, I saw Leda donating about $40 into the box. He noticed me and walked towards me. He walked off after a few seconds of looking at me. I didn’t really even understand why he his hair covers his face, and why he was so quiet. I wanted to help more and I sensed Leda did to. I wasn’t sure how to so I stopped him. “Wait! How do you think we can help them more??” “I don’t know, maybe we could volunteer or something like that.” “WHATS THERE TO EVEN VOLUNTEER FOR!!?!?” “…I don’t know...” He turned and walked off. At that moment I knew that I had to think of something to help raise awareness of poaching to the public so that they would donate. All I could do now was to tell as many people as possible to donate if they can. That actually makes a lot of sense since we have lots of good hearted people in our school and in our town. I called Leda and I let him know to do the same thing. He didn’t really acknowledge me but gave a small sound which to me sounded like a “Yeah, sure” I guess that’s all we can actually do for now. I went door to door trying to let people know about poaching and how we should try to stop poachers. Many times I came by people who didn’t really want to help at all, but I came across many people who wanted to help. i guess thats all we can d fornow**=====

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