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Chemistry 11 Block D

The class got into groups of three to compare the rates of a 0.4 M and 0.8 M solution of copper (II) chloride. On the first day, each group mixed 10.76g or 5.38g of copper (II) chloride with distilled water to create the solution. The solution turned a bright blue color. 

The next day, each group poured the solution into a 250 mL beaker and wrapped aluminum foil with a pencil. One person held the aluminum foil in the solution and stirred with a stirring rod while another measured and recorded the temperature every 20 seconds. Each group then wrote a lab report which included a graph of the changes of temperature for both the 0.8 M and 0.4 M solution. 

Lest We Forget (Part B)

On Remembrance Day, we remember our fallen soldiers. One of those fallen soldiers was Corporal Steve Martin. Martin was killed by an improvised explosive device December 18, 2010 while on operations in the Panjwa’i district of Kandahar Province in Afghanistan. He was the 154th soldier to die as a result of the Afghanistan mission. His body was flown back to Canada shortly after. Martin was a member of the 3rd Batallion Royal 22e Regiment and was to turn 25 in two days. He is remembered by his family, friends and nation.

Lest We Forget (Part A)

Remembrance Day is a memorial day in which we remember members of the armed forces. November 11 is Remembrance Day because it marks the date and time when armies stopped fighting World War I. on November 11 at 11 am in 1918. It was originally called "Armastice Day". Every year, Canadians pause in a moment of silence to remember the men and women who fought to bring peace and safety to our lives. More than 1,500,000 soldiers served our country and more than 118,000 have sacrificed their lives. The poppy is the symbol of Remembrance Day.

For more information go to:

http://www.veterans.gc.ca/eng/remembrance/get-involved/remembrance-day

 

Halloween Story

   Susan and Ned were driving through a wooded empty section of highway on Halloween night. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour.
     “We’d better stop,”  said Susan. Ned nodded his head in agreement. He stepped on the brake, and suddenly the car started to slide on the slick pavement. They plunged off the road and slid to a halt at the bottom of an incline.
     Pale and shaking, Ned quickly turned to check if Susan was all right.  When she nodded, Ned relaxed and looked through the rain soaked windows.
     “I’m going to see how bad it is,” he told Susan, and when out into the storm. She saw his blurry figure in the headlight, walking around the front of the car. A moment later, he jumped in beside her, soaking wet.
      “The car’s not badly damaged, but we’re wheel-deep in mud,” he said. “I’m going to have to go for help.”



      Susan swallowed nervously. There would be no quick rescue here. He told her to turn off the headlights and lock the doors until he returned.
     Axe Murder Hollow. Although Ned hadn’t said the name aloud, they both knew what he had been thinking when he told her to lock the car.  This was the place where a man had once taken an axe and hacked his wife to death in a jealous rage over an alleged affair. Supposedly, the axe-wielding spirit of the husband continued to haunt this section of the road.
      Outside the car, Susan heard a shriek, a loud thump, and a strange gurgling noise. But she couldn’t see anything in the darkness.
      Frightened, she shrank down into her seat. She sat in silence for a while, and then she noticed another sound.  Bump. Bump. Bump.  It was a soft sound, like something being blown by the wind.
      Suddenly, the car was illuminated by a bright light.  An official sounding voice told her to get out of the car. Ned must have found a police officer.  Susan unlocked the door and stepped out of the car.  As her eyes adjusted to the bright light, she saw it.
      Hanging by his feet from the tree next to the car was the dead body of Ned.  His bloody throat had been cut so deeply that he was nearly decapitated. The wind swung his corpse back and forth so that it thumped against the tree. Bump. Bump. Bump.
     Susan screamed and ran toward the voice and the light. As she drew close, she realized the light was not coming from a flashlight. Standing there was the glowing figure of a man with a smile on his face and a large, solid, and definitely real axe in his hands. She backed away from the glowing figure until she bumped into the car.
      “Playing around when my back was turned,” the ghost whispered, stroking the sharp blade of the axe with his fingers. “You’ve been very naughty.”
      The last thing she saw was the glint of the axe blade in the eerie, incandescent light.

Halloween

Halloween originated in the ancient Celtic festival 
known as Samhain. Samhain is a celebration at the end of harvest season in Gaelic culture and was used by ancient pagans to take stock of supplies and prepare for winter. They believed that on October 31, the boundaries between the living and the dead overlapped and the deceased would come back to life and cause sickness and damaged crops. These festivals frequently involved bonfires and it is believed that the fires attracted insects to the area which then attracted bats to the area. People wore masks and costumes to mimic evil spirits.