My Scene

Two households, both alike in dignity,
 In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
 From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
 Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
 From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
 A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
 Whose misadventured piteous overthrows 
Do with their death bury their parents' strife. 
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
 And the continuance of their parents' rage,
 Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
 Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
 The which if you with patient ears attend,
 What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.

Welcome Year 10's

Hello,

Now you should have a blog.... I want you to write a post.... saying what scene you are working on, and who you are working with (if anyone).

Copy the URL of your post on your blog (the web address).

Paste it on the bottom of this post writing your name as the title of your link.

:D