You walk into an amazing place
Where stars shine brightly at your face
You look around and you only see
A world of possibilities
The infinity chamber is an illusion
Of mirrors and many lights
What makes it special about your imagination
Is that is shines through your eyes
One minutes, two minutes
The clock is ticking
What can you capture?
When you just saw the beginning
You walk into an amazing place
Where stars shine brightly at your face
You look around you only see
A world of possibilities
Quote
" I am beginning to think there are two different kinds of people. Those who forgive themselves too easily but will not forgive others. And those who forgive others too easily but do not forgive themselves." -Deb Caletti author of " Stay"
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
"untitled" ( chalk paiting)
Thinking beyond what the eyes meets. That is the true mystery that we are all stumped over. Pictures, paintings, even colleagues at school are more than what people assume. "Untitled" is a painting where thinking beyond what you see can be quiet creative.
When something becomes unclear, most of the time we give up on what it is trying to say. That is how we as human except ourselves. "untitled" says a lot about our creativity and our imagination. These are the two things that can help us in our walk through life. We can always come back to untitled to express and think about
Thinking is a simple word that most everyone knows. When people think you never know what extraordinary actions can happen. For example, "untitled" has made many people think about what this picture means. Though, this does not mean that we can draw a circle and be famous. We have to work hard to express our inner selves. Even when we think we have nothing to give.
When something becomes unclear, most of the time we give up on what it is trying to say. That is how we as human except ourselves. "untitled" says a lot about our creativity and our imagination. These are the two things that can help us in our walk through life. We can always come back to untitled to express and think about
Thinking is a simple word that most everyone knows. When people think you never know what extraordinary actions can happen. For example, "untitled" has made many people think about what this picture means. Though, this does not mean that we can draw a circle and be famous. We have to work hard to express our inner selves. Even when we think we have nothing to give.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Speak Post
In every school there is a bully, a person being bullied and the bystander. In schools over 32% of kids get bullied each year. These kids could get bullied once or a number of times; but it happens. " Speak" written by Laurie Halse Anderson is not only about bullying but what can happen when students are bullied. We learn that not only does bullying affect a students life but things outside of school could hurt or ruin a students reputation.
Guilty, ashamed, depressed, shy. These are the words that are brought up when you meet a kid who has been bullied. Though this may only happen once or twice in some kid's life the image sticks in their head forever. But, what most don' t think about is what would happen if you were being bullied for something you didn't do? In " Speak" Melinda is a average high school student who is being bullied for a party she turned into the police. What her fellow classmates don't know is that what happened at the party was something Melinda couldn't help.
Imagine having everyone at school hate you. Imagine that you did something really wrong and you wish you could take everything back. Melinda in the novel " Speak" called the cops at a party because of her incident that happened at the party. Though Melinda may have called the cops; she called them for a good reason and in the end they find out why.
We learn that not only does bullying affect a students life and reputation. We know that some kids have it bad with being bullied. Should we all just be perfect angels all the time and try not to do anything bad. Well; we know that we can all not be that way. So though Melinda may have had it bad we know that we can always count on teachers and friends to help us through it.
Guilty, ashamed, depressed, shy. These are the words that are brought up when you meet a kid who has been bullied. Though this may only happen once or twice in some kid's life the image sticks in their head forever. But, what most don' t think about is what would happen if you were being bullied for something you didn't do? In " Speak" Melinda is a average high school student who is being bullied for a party she turned into the police. What her fellow classmates don't know is that what happened at the party was something Melinda couldn't help.
Imagine having everyone at school hate you. Imagine that you did something really wrong and you wish you could take everything back. Melinda in the novel " Speak" called the cops at a party because of her incident that happened at the party. Though Melinda may have called the cops; she called them for a good reason and in the end they find out why.
We learn that not only does bullying affect a students life and reputation. We know that some kids have it bad with being bullied. Should we all just be perfect angels all the time and try not to do anything bad. Well; we know that we can all not be that way. So though Melinda may have had it bad we know that we can always count on teachers and friends to help us through it.
Monday, November 8, 2010
The story of the day
November 2nd
He ripped out the only thing that I had left. He took it and threw it out in the street, hoping for someone to run over what I treasured so much. No, it was not a necklace with a heart on it. Not the wedding ring I also treasured. He threw out my heart. He cut me open, hoping to make everything better for himself; but he can't get everything he wants. He can't get the house I paid off with my salary, or the neon green convertible that held everything I loved. It may not seem right but I don't always play sweetly.
December 1st
This may be the worst possible thing to do to someone, but I murdered my own ex- husband. He had it coming. When the police found out, all they had as a suspect was me. I ran in for some questions, already having the waterworks turned on. There was no question after deliberating that I had not killed my husband. ( Excuse me, ex- husband) At least, that is what the police thought. I may be coming to his memorial and burying; but when everyone is retreating into the church for the dinner I set up, I might just spit in his grave.
January 2nd
New Years went by so fast. I made resolutions, of course who wouldn't. I said I would visit my mother more often. Read one book once a month, and last but not least try not to use all of my husbands money up in one day. People who think I murdered my husband, which I did can think what they want. I will never be convicted..............
He ripped out the only thing that I had left. He took it and threw it out in the street, hoping for someone to run over what I treasured so much. No, it was not a necklace with a heart on it. Not the wedding ring I also treasured. He threw out my heart. He cut me open, hoping to make everything better for himself; but he can't get everything he wants. He can't get the house I paid off with my salary, or the neon green convertible that held everything I loved. It may not seem right but I don't always play sweetly.
December 1st
This may be the worst possible thing to do to someone, but I murdered my own ex- husband. He had it coming. When the police found out, all they had as a suspect was me. I ran in for some questions, already having the waterworks turned on. There was no question after deliberating that I had not killed my husband. ( Excuse me, ex- husband) At least, that is what the police thought. I may be coming to his memorial and burying; but when everyone is retreating into the church for the dinner I set up, I might just spit in his grave.
January 2nd
New Years went by so fast. I made resolutions, of course who wouldn't. I said I would visit my mother more often. Read one book once a month, and last but not least try not to use all of my husbands money up in one day. People who think I murdered my husband, which I did can think what they want. I will never be convicted..............
Goodnight....... Dear
Friday, October 22, 2010
Uses of Blog: ( Science) ( Roehl)
1. Post what your doing.
2. Show any pictures of videos
3. Written reflections
4. How have you consciously eliminated external variables in each of your experiments
5. Scientific conclusions after each experiment
6. How have you met the proficiencies?
7. Being detailed, looking at your writing goals and vocabulary words you're trying to implement
8. Problems you are going to test
9. Purpose- to get feedback from classmates
10. Publish final work
11.When you are completed with your proficiencies, you will be expected to share your portfolio with your language arts teacher.
2. Show any pictures of videos
3. Written reflections
4. How have you consciously eliminated external variables in each of your experiments
5. Scientific conclusions after each experiment
6. How have you met the proficiencies?
7. Being detailed, looking at your writing goals and vocabulary words you're trying to implement
8. Problems you are going to test
9. Purpose- to get feedback from classmates
10. Publish final work
11.When you are completed with your proficiencies, you will be expected to share your portfolio with your language arts teacher.
October 22
Today in Language Arts class we got video taped. No, not hidden camera hahah moments. We got video taped for a teaching.The teaching, where we learned how to format a prefect bibliography using Microsoft was actually very informational. I learned a lot more than I knew. Thanks for helping me!
The night
The dark night evokes around you. Closing your eyes, taking a deep breath and night is upon you .Your not scared of the dark, but you can't relate to why it seems so chilling. It was like the dark wanted you to be afraid and it couldn't let you go till you were. It is only 10:00, parents are still roaming the house cleaning up from the days chaos. You could go down, explain what's wrong hoping they will understand. Then what would they think of you. No, you had to stay in your room. Click, slam, snore. Everything was silent. "Close your eyes…" It had to be your mind. It must be, no one was in the room. Right? " Are you sc….." " Are you scared Helen. Do you think I would hurt you?" Stop, your not real. My sister's ghost can't be haunting me, it wasn't my fault she drowned.
Dear Helen…. I c u……. :) Love Liza
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Patriotism
When you think of the word PATRIOTISM, what do you think it means? Loyalty to our country, the thankfulness we share to the soldiers who have been fighting for our lives? When I think of patriotism I think of not just loyalty and thankfulness; but love, freedom of speech and much more.
When we think of freedom of speech we think of speaking our minds. Saying, " I don't like this president." or " The governor should be more thoughtful of what we need." But do you know that in other countries saying these things could put you in jail or worse? It could. In other countries girls can't go to school because the law doesn't allow it. Think of that. Girls can't go to school because of what other people tell to do. They think girls have no purpose in life. In America though, why are the laws different? It is because of the Constitution. Just because of that we can go to school and have freedom of speech.
The love and liberty of our country is something I know I never forget. Sometimes I may say things like " Why is our economy so bad and pollution is everywhere?" I may say things like this but one true fact is that I love my country and all that it has given me.
What are your thoughts on Patriotism??
When we think of freedom of speech we think of speaking our minds. Saying, " I don't like this president." or " The governor should be more thoughtful of what we need." But do you know that in other countries saying these things could put you in jail or worse? It could. In other countries girls can't go to school because the law doesn't allow it. Think of that. Girls can't go to school because of what other people tell to do. They think girls have no purpose in life. In America though, why are the laws different? It is because of the Constitution. Just because of that we can go to school and have freedom of speech.
The love and liberty of our country is something I know I never forget. Sometimes I may say things like " Why is our economy so bad and pollution is everywhere?" I may say things like this but one true fact is that I love my country and all that it has given me.
What are your thoughts on Patriotism??
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Unknown
Unknown
You reach the end of the clearing. Your heart is pounding and your feet hurt. Giving up isn’t an option though, you have to keep running. But to where? The only place to run is down, down the huge cliff of rocks and trembling insects. Hiding is another option for you to take. Where would you hide in this deserted area? Nowhere, that is where. You are stuck, like a person stuck in quicksand. You can’t move and you hear the footsteps coming closer. Turning around, looking down, heart pounding. One, two, three…… Emma was gone.
One 3 days earlier
Heading from the United States all the way to South America was harder than you would think. The noise, the airplane sickness, and the time difference. Sure, it was only my mom and I who would be traveling. You might be asking why we were traveling to South America. Here is a little bit of history about my side of the family. My mom grew up in South America with her parents. Then she met the most amazing guy, who broke her heart. They were going out at 19, and she felt she had a connection. A year later he proposed, only for her to find out that he was already married, and this was his second relationship, cheating! Crushed by what she had figured out, my mom continued on with college. After she graduated, with the degree of medicine she found a fantastic man who loved her for herself, who wasn't married . They married in brazil, only for my mother to be pregnant with her little angel, me!!! I found out that my father went off to war and never came back. That is my family history. Nothing special, but I love my life just the way it is. So here my mom and I are heading off to South America. Let's just hope all goes well, and we come back in one piece………
On the plane
There is a roar in my ear, and I feel like my head just might explode. The engines kicks up and we are off the ground. I feel like I might throw up, but I hold it in. I close my eyes, only to feel more nauseas by the second. " Mom…" " Your going to be fine Emma. We're just lifting up into the air. Just breath" Well, you can't breath when you feel that your world can end in a matter of seconds. I didn't normally have a problem with riding in airplanes. I actually loved to ride in airplanes. We always used to go to Mexico, or Spain and traveling was fun. Though, right after 9/11 happened I couldn’t even bare to think about my mom and I heading into a plane even for a few hours. Turns out, almost halfway through the trip I fell asleep. I was counting and singing to myself and I must have gotten tired so I fell asleep. I didn't even notice I was asleep till a loud scratchy sound came from above. " This is you pilot speaking. We will landing in South America in 10 minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts." " Hey mom he said to……" My mom was nowhere in sight. I searched the isles, even stood up but it seemed that my mom had jumped out of the plane. Searching one last time, everyone else was asleep. It was mostly kids who had drooled on the seats or old women with babies in their arms but no one was awake. Absolutely no one. Where were the adults that were sitting next to the kids? Where were the husbands sitting next to the tired wives? I heard it. The engines stopped, I froze. We were heading, nose first straight into the ground. That was the moment I knew we were all going to die.
The landing……
There was no sound. It was like my mouth was as dry if I hadn't drunk in days. Then I heard the painful cry of the mothers and kid's. I heard a piercing cry come from inside my throat. Then the plane lifted up, and we were in the air again. What had just…… She heard a thud and a man in black came out of the pilots quarters. Amy could see he was holding a gun in his left hand. She could tell by the way his fingers were slightly less tense that he would just die if he shot someone. Somehow though, she knew he would get over it. " Listen up everyone, get down on the ground. No one speaks, no one runs. We are going to land the plane and one by one we are going to sell you to people who want pretty, pitiful girls. If your wondering where you parents and / or husbands may be, they were thrusted out of the plane. Sorry, looks like you'll have to live without them… if you even live." With that, the man left with a start, not wanting to hear or talk anymore than he already had. The women started wailing, the kids looked at everyone crying wondering what to say and what to do. I, myself was choked up with the painful feeling that my mother wasn't on this plane, she probably wasn't even alive. Right then and there I cried… cried so hard snot started coming out of my nose. I cried until the gunman came in again, told us to shut- up and we'd be landing in 5 minutes. Silence echoed through the wide plane. It was warm and cozy before anything of this had happened. If Emma could rewind time, rewind what day, rewind what she did , none of this would have happened. None of it…..
Running
I had escaped the terrorists. Turns out they are right behind me following me. I had to run, run, run before it was to late.
To late
You reached the end of the clearing. Nothing but tumbling rocks and a huge cliff. " I just want to see my mom and dad again.." One, two , three. Emma was gone.
Written by Paityn Nelson
You reach the end of the clearing. Your heart is pounding and your feet hurt. Giving up isn’t an option though, you have to keep running. But to where? The only place to run is down, down the huge cliff of rocks and trembling insects. Hiding is another option for you to take. Where would you hide in this deserted area? Nowhere, that is where. You are stuck, like a person stuck in quicksand. You can’t move and you hear the footsteps coming closer. Turning around, looking down, heart pounding. One, two, three…… Emma was gone.
One 3 days earlier
Heading from the United States all the way to South America was harder than you would think. The noise, the airplane sickness, and the time difference. Sure, it was only my mom and I who would be traveling. You might be asking why we were traveling to South America. Here is a little bit of history about my side of the family. My mom grew up in South America with her parents. Then she met the most amazing guy, who broke her heart. They were going out at 19, and she felt she had a connection. A year later he proposed, only for her to find out that he was already married, and this was his second relationship, cheating! Crushed by what she had figured out, my mom continued on with college. After she graduated, with the degree of medicine she found a fantastic man who loved her for herself, who wasn't married . They married in brazil, only for my mother to be pregnant with her little angel, me!!! I found out that my father went off to war and never came back. That is my family history. Nothing special, but I love my life just the way it is. So here my mom and I are heading off to South America. Let's just hope all goes well, and we come back in one piece………
On the plane
There is a roar in my ear, and I feel like my head just might explode. The engines kicks up and we are off the ground. I feel like I might throw up, but I hold it in. I close my eyes, only to feel more nauseas by the second. " Mom…" " Your going to be fine Emma. We're just lifting up into the air. Just breath" Well, you can't breath when you feel that your world can end in a matter of seconds. I didn't normally have a problem with riding in airplanes. I actually loved to ride in airplanes. We always used to go to Mexico, or Spain and traveling was fun. Though, right after 9/11 happened I couldn’t even bare to think about my mom and I heading into a plane even for a few hours. Turns out, almost halfway through the trip I fell asleep. I was counting and singing to myself and I must have gotten tired so I fell asleep. I didn't even notice I was asleep till a loud scratchy sound came from above. " This is you pilot speaking. We will landing in South America in 10 minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts." " Hey mom he said to……" My mom was nowhere in sight. I searched the isles, even stood up but it seemed that my mom had jumped out of the plane. Searching one last time, everyone else was asleep. It was mostly kids who had drooled on the seats or old women with babies in their arms but no one was awake. Absolutely no one. Where were the adults that were sitting next to the kids? Where were the husbands sitting next to the tired wives? I heard it. The engines stopped, I froze. We were heading, nose first straight into the ground. That was the moment I knew we were all going to die.
The landing……
There was no sound. It was like my mouth was as dry if I hadn't drunk in days. Then I heard the painful cry of the mothers and kid's. I heard a piercing cry come from inside my throat. Then the plane lifted up, and we were in the air again. What had just…… She heard a thud and a man in black came out of the pilots quarters. Amy could see he was holding a gun in his left hand. She could tell by the way his fingers were slightly less tense that he would just die if he shot someone. Somehow though, she knew he would get over it. " Listen up everyone, get down on the ground. No one speaks, no one runs. We are going to land the plane and one by one we are going to sell you to people who want pretty, pitiful girls. If your wondering where you parents and / or husbands may be, they were thrusted out of the plane. Sorry, looks like you'll have to live without them… if you even live." With that, the man left with a start, not wanting to hear or talk anymore than he already had. The women started wailing, the kids looked at everyone crying wondering what to say and what to do. I, myself was choked up with the painful feeling that my mother wasn't on this plane, she probably wasn't even alive. Right then and there I cried… cried so hard snot started coming out of my nose. I cried until the gunman came in again, told us to shut- up and we'd be landing in 5 minutes. Silence echoed through the wide plane. It was warm and cozy before anything of this had happened. If Emma could rewind time, rewind what day, rewind what she did , none of this would have happened. None of it…..
Running
I had escaped the terrorists. Turns out they are right behind me following me. I had to run, run, run before it was to late.
To late
You reached the end of the clearing. Nothing but tumbling rocks and a huge cliff. " I just want to see my mom and dad again.." One, two , three. Emma was gone.
Written by Paityn Nelson
Monday, September 27, 2010
A clean well- lighted place
A clean well- lighted place
Written by: Ernest Hemingway
Sauntering down the street, out for an evening stroll. The fresh air rustles the leaves gently and the moon shines brightly in your eyes. You head past a café, not crowded at all. Peering in the window, only to see an old man and two waiters. The man seems to be drinking, the waiters trying to be patient. As you continue walking; you keep trying to remember what was going on in there. There is a young and old waiter. The young waiter seems to be fussing, and the older waiter seems to be calm. Shouldn't that be the other way around, the young being patient, and the older waiter be more fussy. You continue on your evening stroll, still wondering what was going on in the café. In the story “A clean well- lighted place" by Ernest Hemingway, he created two different characters to explain how they are both different and may relate to Hemingway young and old.
In life, we all have differences. Some may be from age, to skills, and so on. In the short story " A clean- well lighted place" by Ernest Hemingway, showing the differences between the two characters, the young and old waiter may seem easy. For sure they have age difference, and a similarity of great jobs. However, the younger waiter has a bed, and home to go to after his job. While the older waiter can't wait to start another round of tending to drunks. In the café, they also have differences with the people they tend to. The old man, sitting in the corner drinking brandy's all night. Still, differences lie there too. Young, and tired the younger waiter can't wait for this drunk rich old man, to go home. However, the older waiter can't wait for him to have another brandy. Still considering the waiters differences we find that the two characters that Hemingway created are totally different and may relate to him when he was young and old.
As Ernest Hemingway writes " A clean well- lighted place" he has characters that may describe him as a young and old man. In the short story, Ernest Hemingway describes two characters that may describe him when he was young and old. , As you see, the young waiter is more ambitious, and wants to head home. While the older waiter seems to enjoy having a place to stay and converse with friends. While, the old and young waiter may have differences, they may also relate to Hemingway as a young and old man.
The short story " A clean well- lighted place" shows the difference between the young and old waiter, also showing that these two characters might relate to the writer, Ernest Hemingway, young and old. Does this mean that we grow more patient and respectful when we are older? Is this the last time to be our stubborn selves. In the end, it may seem that this is true, but we all plan our own futures, just like Hemingway in a " A clean well- lighted place."
Written by: Ernest Hemingway
Sauntering down the street, out for an evening stroll. The fresh air rustles the leaves gently and the moon shines brightly in your eyes. You head past a café, not crowded at all. Peering in the window, only to see an old man and two waiters. The man seems to be drinking, the waiters trying to be patient. As you continue walking; you keep trying to remember what was going on in there. There is a young and old waiter. The young waiter seems to be fussing, and the older waiter seems to be calm. Shouldn't that be the other way around, the young being patient, and the older waiter be more fussy. You continue on your evening stroll, still wondering what was going on in the café. In the story “A clean well- lighted place" by Ernest Hemingway, he created two different characters to explain how they are both different and may relate to Hemingway young and old.
In life, we all have differences. Some may be from age, to skills, and so on. In the short story " A clean- well lighted place" by Ernest Hemingway, showing the differences between the two characters, the young and old waiter may seem easy. For sure they have age difference, and a similarity of great jobs. However, the younger waiter has a bed, and home to go to after his job. While the older waiter can't wait to start another round of tending to drunks. In the café, they also have differences with the people they tend to. The old man, sitting in the corner drinking brandy's all night. Still, differences lie there too. Young, and tired the younger waiter can't wait for this drunk rich old man, to go home. However, the older waiter can't wait for him to have another brandy. Still considering the waiters differences we find that the two characters that Hemingway created are totally different and may relate to him when he was young and old.
As Ernest Hemingway writes " A clean well- lighted place" he has characters that may describe him as a young and old man. In the short story, Ernest Hemingway describes two characters that may describe him when he was young and old. , As you see, the young waiter is more ambitious, and wants to head home. While the older waiter seems to enjoy having a place to stay and converse with friends. While, the old and young waiter may have differences, they may also relate to Hemingway as a young and old man.
The short story " A clean well- lighted place" shows the difference between the young and old waiter, also showing that these two characters might relate to the writer, Ernest Hemingway, young and old. Does this mean that we grow more patient and respectful when we are older? Is this the last time to be our stubborn selves. In the end, it may seem that this is true, but we all plan our own futures, just like Hemingway in a " A clean well- lighted place."
Thursday, September 2, 2010
School is finally here
School as arrived again for another year. We may not all be to excited, but we have to deal with the new year coming up. The new teachers, the new students, and the things to learn. We also may make new friends. But what we will always have is the memories of last year. We have good days and bad days. We have good work, and not so good work. You can't always live onn the past, but you can always aim for the future. I know i may be sounding so wishy washy, trying to make this sound nice, but well yeah. A new year for me means many different possibilities. I always have fears of the new year. Everything just makes me crazy. I absolutley got all the classes i wanted this year. Band, drama, face, and spanish. Everything i asked to make it a great eighth grade year. Sure everything from last year may fade into the past but i know that it will always stay in my mind.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Summer....
It seems like school just ended yesterday, and now it's already July!Thought, summer is going fast it's been great so far. I've gone to see Eclipse, the new movie from the twiligh series. Let me just tell you, best movie this year! Anyway that was the first weeke of July. Can you believe it's already July 12th. It's all gone by so fast. July 14th, this wednesday i'm going camping with my cousins. It will be fun even though we do tent camping. I don't get to see my cousins a lot except for birthdays, christmas, camping, great america, and other special occasions. YOu know, basic things, so this is a big deal to me. Anyway, you already heard i was going to six flags in august. So that is all i have to say on summer so far. HOpe you have a great summer and i'll post again.soon.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Summer
Summer vacation is going great so far. We haven't done anything to exciting yet, but in July we go camping on a vacation to the Wisconsin Dells. In August I go to Six Flags. Hope you all have a great summer.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
You think that being me is fun? You think that people writing on me all the time is cool? Let me just tell you I do not enjoy my life. When people write on me it gets annoying. Children, teachers and sometimes when parents aren’t watching toddlers write on me. Sometimes they don’t erase what they write. Gosh, I mean why would you write on someone in the first place? Adults sometimes lay things on me like markers and they hurt my arms. Those stupid colored things lay on me all the time, crushing my arms. I mean stop it; can’t I get a little respect here? All I do all day is sit on the wall and stare at a bunch of people as they stare right back at me. I mean I am not a circus show, am I? When people stare at me it makes me feel weird. When teachers write on me they stand right in front of me and I am like wow, personal bubble space here. They write stuff like social studies, science, math and I don’t even like those subjects anyway. I would like to see you stand one day in my life. This was my script I have to do for drama in front of the class. I am complaining about my life as a whiteboard. It is really fun. I hope you like it
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Fun four day weekend.
This weekend, well actually Friday I am going to be going to my grandmas. She is a lot of fun to hang out with . This weekend as many of you probably already know is memorial weekend. This weekend my whole family is going to the graveyard to hang a flag and flowers for my great grandpa and other grandpa who served in the wars. This weekend, as you might have heard in my other post is a rummage sale. It will be really fun. My aunt is also coming up from Lake Geneva to stay over at my grandmas house with us. It will be really fun because we will probably go see a movie or something when she gets there. Even though we have to wake up really early just to get there it will be fun. On Sunday I think we are just going to relax at home. On Monday we are probably doing nothing, just sitting at home. We might go to my aunt's house on Sunday, but i can't really remember what my parents said we are doing. I just can't wait to relax and have fun! Hope you a wonderful memorial weekend.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Plans for summer
Worry free, no homework, teachers are gone. These are some phrases that remind me of summer. Not having to worry about anything but having fun. My summer plans are always fun and carefree. My grandmas birthday is over the summer so we always celebrate that. This year we are having a brunch at the botanical gardens. It will be really fun and exciting. Another thing we are going to do over the summer is go the chicago zoo. My cousins are little, so every summer we do this. I don't mind the zoo but it is not the best way to spend your summer, but i guess it will be o.k. My aunt takes us to a lot of these things. She also takes us camping. Camping may not seem fun, but we always go to a campsite where we just enjoy our time in the weather. We go to this campsite every year and it has a different theme each year. I don't know what this theme will be yet, though I hope it will be fun. At the campsite there are many things to do such as eating icecream as big as your head, diving in the pool and other fun activities. We also go to Six Flags Great America. I love going there because the rides are so fun. When I went there with the Band and Choir students the water rides weren't open and it wasn't as fun because I love the water rides. I also like to go with my cousins because we are carefree the whole time. Other than that the rest of the summer is time for friends and fun in our pool. I also can't wait till summer because then I get a new phone. I know summer will come fast because we don't have much time of school left.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Memorial Weekend
Though memorial weekend isn't for a week from this weekend, I still can not wait for it. I will tell you why i can not wait for memorial weekend. My whole mom's side of the family is having a rummage sale. A rummage sale is where you sell stuff for money. All of you probably knew that. So anyway, my family is going to be selling things we do not need anymore, such as old toys and stuffed animals. After the rummage sale which is from about noon to two in the afternoon, we go out to eat and spend some of the money we make. It is fun to go see my cousins and play with them. My aunt had a premature baby so we like to take turns watching her and playing with her. Sometimes,if it is nice, the rummage sale is done, and we are not hungry right away, we like to go into their pool. They have a big pool, and it drops down to 12 feet. Sometimes my family and I eat at their house, by thier dining set outside. My cousins are fun to play with and we have a lot of fun even though we have to start out with work. I can not wait for Memorial weekend.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Birthday
Sarah was sitting at home, the night before her birthday. This year she was going to turn 15. Fifteen was her big number, even though 16 should really be the biggest birthday of her life. Sarah was not a normal girl. She of course had hair, light brown, eyes green, and a nice family but she thought of herself as different. Not in a bad way though. She thought of herself as a person God only sent down to earth once in lifetime. Sarah sat on the couch, all alone in her Victorian style house. As Sarah sat watching T.V. on her couch she thought to herself out loud “It is my birthday tomorrow and no one is home to wish me an almost, so close to a happy 15 happy birthday. What to do what to do?” What Sarah didn’t know was that someone was coming to give her a present that she would wish she could take back.
The next morning Sarah woke up only to find her parents gone for work and a happy birthday pancake sitting on the table, cold as her parent’s heart. She ate her cold pancake unhappily in the kitchen. Why didn’t her parents love her? , she wondered. But what Sarah didn’t know was that her parents loved her more than she thought.
After school, when Sarah got home she was expecting a big surprise party her parents had thrown for her birthday. All she found though was an empty house with the same old furniture, and the same old remembering of what had happened this morning. Though Sarah thought she was the special girl of the earth, she was not the kind to be patient, she waited. She waited till 5:00 pm, waited until 9:30 pm, and then she got the phone call. Sarah’s parents were loving and kind. Sarah’s parents met on a cruise ship and fell in love at first sight. Her parent’s names were Cathy and Jim. When Sarah got the phone call all she heard was that Cathy and Jim… car crash…. never found. The police women told her in quote “You must come to the station right away; your parents may have been killed in a fatal car crash. They could be dead; we will come and pick you up right away.” Sarah never cried that night, she didn’t cry when the funeral was the next week, she didn’t cry when the officer said none of her relatives would take her and the foster home was the only place to go. But what only her parents could see from heaven was that the old Sarah that only came around once in a life time was fading away into nothing.
THE NEXT YEAR
Sarah woke up to the warm smell of pancakes. It was her 16 birthday. Sarah took out her journal and wrote “Sixteen: happy, sad, crying, laughing, dreaming, pretending, alone, family, friends, sister, brother, new home, missing, hoping, believing in life.” As Sarah then ran down the stairs her new foster family surprised her with cake and a whole plate of pancakes. Her sister and brother ran up to her and gave her pancakes. There names were Julie and Josh. Then her new foster parents came and gave her the birthday cake, filled with chocolate. Her new parents hugged her. Their names were Cathy and Jim and she loved them very much though she never forgot the thing that happened on her 15 birthday. “ I know this year will be better.” ( Sarah raised her new family 10 years later and met her parents in heaven 3 days after her 60th birthday)
The next morning Sarah woke up only to find her parents gone for work and a happy birthday pancake sitting on the table, cold as her parent’s heart. She ate her cold pancake unhappily in the kitchen. Why didn’t her parents love her? , she wondered. But what Sarah didn’t know was that her parents loved her more than she thought.
After school, when Sarah got home she was expecting a big surprise party her parents had thrown for her birthday. All she found though was an empty house with the same old furniture, and the same old remembering of what had happened this morning. Though Sarah thought she was the special girl of the earth, she was not the kind to be patient, she waited. She waited till 5:00 pm, waited until 9:30 pm, and then she got the phone call. Sarah’s parents were loving and kind. Sarah’s parents met on a cruise ship and fell in love at first sight. Her parent’s names were Cathy and Jim. When Sarah got the phone call all she heard was that Cathy and Jim… car crash…. never found. The police women told her in quote “You must come to the station right away; your parents may have been killed in a fatal car crash. They could be dead; we will come and pick you up right away.” Sarah never cried that night, she didn’t cry when the funeral was the next week, she didn’t cry when the officer said none of her relatives would take her and the foster home was the only place to go. But what only her parents could see from heaven was that the old Sarah that only came around once in a life time was fading away into nothing.
THE NEXT YEAR
Sarah woke up to the warm smell of pancakes. It was her 16 birthday. Sarah took out her journal and wrote “Sixteen: happy, sad, crying, laughing, dreaming, pretending, alone, family, friends, sister, brother, new home, missing, hoping, believing in life.” As Sarah then ran down the stairs her new foster family surprised her with cake and a whole plate of pancakes. Her sister and brother ran up to her and gave her pancakes. There names were Julie and Josh. Then her new foster parents came and gave her the birthday cake, filled with chocolate. Her new parents hugged her. Their names were Cathy and Jim and she loved them very much though she never forgot the thing that happened on her 15 birthday. “ I know this year will be better.” ( Sarah raised her new family 10 years later and met her parents in heaven 3 days after her 60th birthday)
Thursday, May 13, 2010
WEEKEND
This weekend we ( refering to the choir and band students) are going to Six Flags Great America. I have to be at school @ 7:45 in the morning. On a Saturday, WOW!! Anyway, I think that Great America will be fun. Here is our schedule for the day...
1. 8:30 we have to load the buses.
2. 8:45 depart PHS
3. 10:20 Arrive at the Music Festival
Woodland Middle School, Gurnee Il.
4. 12;10 We perform
5. 12:30 Depart for Six Flags Great America.
6.Enjoy the park
7. 4:00 Award Ceromony
8. 9:00 Depart Six Flags Great America
Even though we probably won't get into the park till 12:30, I still can not wait to go. The people in my group are Kate, Lauren, Kaitlyn, and Aspen. I hope we have a really fun time there. I can't wait to go on all the rides. Enjoying time at a fun theme park with my friends will be really fun. I also can't wait to perform. We are doing very well in band and I think that we are going to perform the best we have ever performed. Some of my favorite rides at Great America are Superman, Batman, Wizzer, Dark Knight, ( really want to go on Iron Wolf), Viper, and many other rides. It will be amazing to be there before summer arrives. Every year my family and I go to Great America. All my cousins on my Mom's side go and of course my aunts and uncles. It is fun to ride the rides all day and stay there till the park closes. We get there at around 11:00, and stay till whenever the park is open. I think it would be really fun for a field trip in eighth grade to go to Great America for a whole day. It would be like hanging out with friends, like a Saturday, but it bieng the day of a week. Even though the trip is about 1 day away, I still can not wait! I hope you can comment and tell me if you have ever been or want to go to Great America. Have a good weekend. ( even though i am writing this on thursday)
1. 8:30 we have to load the buses.
2. 8:45 depart PHS
3. 10:20 Arrive at the Music Festival
Woodland Middle School, Gurnee Il.
4. 12;10 We perform
5. 12:30 Depart for Six Flags Great America.
6.Enjoy the park
7. 4:00 Award Ceromony
8. 9:00 Depart Six Flags Great America
Even though we probably won't get into the park till 12:30, I still can not wait to go. The people in my group are Kate, Lauren, Kaitlyn, and Aspen. I hope we have a really fun time there. I can't wait to go on all the rides. Enjoying time at a fun theme park with my friends will be really fun. I also can't wait to perform. We are doing very well in band and I think that we are going to perform the best we have ever performed. Some of my favorite rides at Great America are Superman, Batman, Wizzer, Dark Knight, ( really want to go on Iron Wolf), Viper, and many other rides. It will be amazing to be there before summer arrives. Every year my family and I go to Great America. All my cousins on my Mom's side go and of course my aunts and uncles. It is fun to ride the rides all day and stay there till the park closes. We get there at around 11:00, and stay till whenever the park is open. I think it would be really fun for a field trip in eighth grade to go to Great America for a whole day. It would be like hanging out with friends, like a Saturday, but it bieng the day of a week. Even though the trip is about 1 day away, I still can not wait! I hope you can comment and tell me if you have ever been or want to go to Great America. Have a good weekend. ( even though i am writing this on thursday)
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Presentations
This whole week we have been doing speeches. To me speeches, well let's just say I hate them. I don't like standing up in front of the class. Though some people like speeches, though some like standing up in front of class and giving speeches on a topic I do not. I am normally so used to talking to people but in a casual way. Like talking to my friends or family. When I even have to do any presentation I get worried. When I get up there though the worry goes away. I stand up and just talk about random stuff that is on my card. Sometimes we have to do projects for social studies or science. Those are the worst because we really have to prepare and be ready. If you do not have your project done, well that stinks because you get downgraded for that. In speeches though you don't really prepare. You take a look at your card and you start talking. Anyway speeches may be bad, but once I get up there it is so easy. That is really all I have to say about presentations.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
While he wasn't watching
While he wasn’t watching
As I ran through the halls of Torbon High School just as the bell was about to ring, I felt a sudden sense someone was following me. I turned around to find nothing at all, just me and the empty halls of the High School. I huffed and puffed just as I got to gym, wondering where everyone was. “They must be in the locker room”. Turns out they were and I was saved from the bell on my first day of High School.
I met my friend Allison after school in the parking lot only to find her biting her nails, hoping I was alright. Allison always worried about how I was and if I was protected, knowing me as an adventurous type and exploring places she wouldn’t go if you dared her. “Hey, Allison sorry I’m late….” “Where have you been? I have been worried about you….” But she could have trailed on and on because all I could worry about was the thought that someone was in back of me waiting for me to turn around.
I always walked home from school alone. Though Allison literally lived three houses down from me, she would always be picked up and taken home. Most days I wouldn’t have trouble walking home alone, but I was not too fond today. Since this morning I have felt sudden chills on my back like someone is watching me. Though I know I had to deal with walking home by myself, I wasn’t fond of it. I practically ran home, hoping never to feel the feeling I felt twice this morning. Then I came to a stop, not even knowing what I was doing.
To say I wasn’t scared would have been a lie, but to scream out loud would have been just weird. So I stood there. For a minute all I was doing was staring at the trees. Wow they were really green. Then I felt it. The chill I had felt this morning and after school. I looked around. No one was looking at me because no one was walking home anymore. I was alone, no one was watching and I felt like I was stranded. I told myself to be brave, but it is sort of hard to be brave when you feel stranded. The next thing I knew I was on the ground.
I didn’t really know where I was when I woke up, though I knew I must be at home. It was a big open area with a T.V. and it smelled like lemonade and cookies. I had an icepack on my head I guess from where I fell. Then I woke up. I was in a bedroom with the news on at 5:00 pm. and my head hurt so much. I didn’t have the strength to get up and go ask someone how I had gotten here and why I didn’t have the strength to get up, so I just laid there. Minutes passed by, maybe even hours and then someone knocked on the door. Thinking it was my mom
I said “Come in”, only to find a man who was neither my father nor anyone I knew.
“Who are you?” I asked. I was scared out of my mind and knew why I couldn’t get up. I was literally strapped to the bed not able to move or feel my legs. “What do you want from me?” “I want nothing from you, you fell and as I was walking by I found you. I carried you to my house.” As he was talking I was looking at him. He was probably 34 no older but no younger. He had brown hair but a mean looking face. He had on his work clothes. Hey, I knew him he was the janitor at the middle school, but also helped out at the high school when needed. He was the creepy janitor who always kept to himself. People say he lived in a big creepy house with cob webs and spiders, but his house was just as nice as mine. “Now you are here at me and my wives house.” I didn’t think that Mr. Bob, that was his name, had a wife but then I heard a shrieking voice from the kitchen. “Robert look what happened to the television, it broke again. This stupid old T.V. has to go we must get Direct T.V. Are you finished with girl yet?” That is when I knew I was in trouble.
“Don’t mind my wife she acts so weird sometimes.” “What do you want from me?” I said again. “Me? What would I want from a ninth grader who fell? I only came to pick you up before a total stranger ran into you. Just then his wife came up with a plate of mashed potatoes, like really mashed, chicken that sort of looked like a round softball and a nice cold drink of lemonade. “Hello, how are you?” She gave her husband a kiss on the cheek. Then she looked over at me. It was not the look of compassion of kindness; it was the look of death staring me right in the eye. “O, hello dear. This is Sally, she is the girl I found unconscious on the sidewalk by the school where I work.” “Why hello Sally pleasure meeting you. I am Julie and I will be here if you need me. Just call.” Julie thrust the plate at her husband and rushed down the stairs. I could hear the sound of her heels on the stairs as she swore about messy house guests. “I was expecting to eat dinner up here. This was going to be my plate but I’ll go get you a plate right away. Don’t worry when I come back up I’ll get you out of the bed, turn the T.V. to Disney Channel and we can enjoy this wonderful evening under the stars.” After Mr. Bob (Robert) left I felt the sudden erg to throw up. I knew I had to find a way out of here before this creeper of a man came back. He was going to kill me I just knew it. Then I saw.” The keys.” I could just reach them. I had to try and reach my hand out, but I just couldn’t reach them. I finally got them. I took the keys and unbuckled the seat belt that held me and the bed together. Yes finally. Then I heard the gentle tapping on the door.
I quickly did the only thing I could do, I hid. He came in and called my name. I heard the clatter of the plate and the dropping of the food. I heard Robert yell my name. He checked in the closet, behind the T.V., and then he fell on the ground crying. His wife came up only to yell at him to pick up the food and they would go out to eat. After they left I snuck out the window, luckily it wasn’t two stories. I jumped out and ran home as fast as I could. Well actually I couldn’t find my way home so I went to the police. On the door was a wanted sign which described me perfectly. I came in and the police women immediately locked the doors. “She is here, we found her.” That night my Mom and Dad came to get me and they were so happy I was here. As I walked out to the car again I was relieved I was going home. Then I felt the sudden chill that someone was following me.
As I ran through the halls of Torbon High School just as the bell was about to ring, I felt a sudden sense someone was following me. I turned around to find nothing at all, just me and the empty halls of the High School. I huffed and puffed just as I got to gym, wondering where everyone was. “They must be in the locker room”. Turns out they were and I was saved from the bell on my first day of High School.
I met my friend Allison after school in the parking lot only to find her biting her nails, hoping I was alright. Allison always worried about how I was and if I was protected, knowing me as an adventurous type and exploring places she wouldn’t go if you dared her. “Hey, Allison sorry I’m late….” “Where have you been? I have been worried about you….” But she could have trailed on and on because all I could worry about was the thought that someone was in back of me waiting for me to turn around.
I always walked home from school alone. Though Allison literally lived three houses down from me, she would always be picked up and taken home. Most days I wouldn’t have trouble walking home alone, but I was not too fond today. Since this morning I have felt sudden chills on my back like someone is watching me. Though I know I had to deal with walking home by myself, I wasn’t fond of it. I practically ran home, hoping never to feel the feeling I felt twice this morning. Then I came to a stop, not even knowing what I was doing.
To say I wasn’t scared would have been a lie, but to scream out loud would have been just weird. So I stood there. For a minute all I was doing was staring at the trees. Wow they were really green. Then I felt it. The chill I had felt this morning and after school. I looked around. No one was looking at me because no one was walking home anymore. I was alone, no one was watching and I felt like I was stranded. I told myself to be brave, but it is sort of hard to be brave when you feel stranded. The next thing I knew I was on the ground.
I didn’t really know where I was when I woke up, though I knew I must be at home. It was a big open area with a T.V. and it smelled like lemonade and cookies. I had an icepack on my head I guess from where I fell. Then I woke up. I was in a bedroom with the news on at 5:00 pm. and my head hurt so much. I didn’t have the strength to get up and go ask someone how I had gotten here and why I didn’t have the strength to get up, so I just laid there. Minutes passed by, maybe even hours and then someone knocked on the door. Thinking it was my mom
I said “Come in”, only to find a man who was neither my father nor anyone I knew.
“Who are you?” I asked. I was scared out of my mind and knew why I couldn’t get up. I was literally strapped to the bed not able to move or feel my legs. “What do you want from me?” “I want nothing from you, you fell and as I was walking by I found you. I carried you to my house.” As he was talking I was looking at him. He was probably 34 no older but no younger. He had brown hair but a mean looking face. He had on his work clothes. Hey, I knew him he was the janitor at the middle school, but also helped out at the high school when needed. He was the creepy janitor who always kept to himself. People say he lived in a big creepy house with cob webs and spiders, but his house was just as nice as mine. “Now you are here at me and my wives house.” I didn’t think that Mr. Bob, that was his name, had a wife but then I heard a shrieking voice from the kitchen. “Robert look what happened to the television, it broke again. This stupid old T.V. has to go we must get Direct T.V. Are you finished with girl yet?” That is when I knew I was in trouble.
“Don’t mind my wife she acts so weird sometimes.” “What do you want from me?” I said again. “Me? What would I want from a ninth grader who fell? I only came to pick you up before a total stranger ran into you. Just then his wife came up with a plate of mashed potatoes, like really mashed, chicken that sort of looked like a round softball and a nice cold drink of lemonade. “Hello, how are you?” She gave her husband a kiss on the cheek. Then she looked over at me. It was not the look of compassion of kindness; it was the look of death staring me right in the eye. “O, hello dear. This is Sally, she is the girl I found unconscious on the sidewalk by the school where I work.” “Why hello Sally pleasure meeting you. I am Julie and I will be here if you need me. Just call.” Julie thrust the plate at her husband and rushed down the stairs. I could hear the sound of her heels on the stairs as she swore about messy house guests. “I was expecting to eat dinner up here. This was going to be my plate but I’ll go get you a plate right away. Don’t worry when I come back up I’ll get you out of the bed, turn the T.V. to Disney Channel and we can enjoy this wonderful evening under the stars.” After Mr. Bob (Robert) left I felt the sudden erg to throw up. I knew I had to find a way out of here before this creeper of a man came back. He was going to kill me I just knew it. Then I saw.” The keys.” I could just reach them. I had to try and reach my hand out, but I just couldn’t reach them. I finally got them. I took the keys and unbuckled the seat belt that held me and the bed together. Yes finally. Then I heard the gentle tapping on the door.
I quickly did the only thing I could do, I hid. He came in and called my name. I heard the clatter of the plate and the dropping of the food. I heard Robert yell my name. He checked in the closet, behind the T.V., and then he fell on the ground crying. His wife came up only to yell at him to pick up the food and they would go out to eat. After they left I snuck out the window, luckily it wasn’t two stories. I jumped out and ran home as fast as I could. Well actually I couldn’t find my way home so I went to the police. On the door was a wanted sign which described me perfectly. I came in and the police women immediately locked the doors. “She is here, we found her.” That night my Mom and Dad came to get me and they were so happy I was here. As I walked out to the car again I was relieved I was going home. Then I felt the sudden chill that someone was following me.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Yorkshire Terriers
Yorkshire terrier
If you have ever had a friend by your side in a time of need, you know you feel happy because someone is there. Now, that friend may not always be human, such as a girl or a boy. This friend could very well be your pet. You could have a dog, or a cat, even a goldfish and they could be your friend. A Yorkshire terrier is a friendly dog who will keep you company, a great family dog, and an amazing friend.
Some people may think that dogs tear up your house, don’t listen to their owners, and give many people bad times. Though some people may think that, and some dogs actually are like, that not all dogs are. Some people rebel against dogs, though the Yorkshire terrier is not like that. The Yorkshire terrier, known as the toy breed is a friendly breed who will pay much attention to their owner, as long as you pay attention to him/ her. Yorkshire Terriers are very protective of your and your family. This means these puppies are friendly enough to protect you, which is not the only thing they do.
In real life we have troubles and sometimes we can’t deal with them. Though something we can do is to learn about having company. Not like company at your house, but someone you will always be there for you, even in your time of need. Some people think they need human friends to hang out with. It is good to have human friends though what happens when they are not around? A Yorkshire terrier can keep you company while yet keeping you entertained, and a lot of people like to have friends around.
When some people here the word dog, they think nothing of it. Other people may think that a dog is a great idea. A Yorkshire terrier is a friendly dog who could make a friendly family pet. Even though when people think of having a dog in there family, they wonder if their children could get along with the dog. The Yorkshire terrier is lively and fearless. The Yorkshire terrier is perfect for young kids because he loves to be outside and play tug of war, along with chasing shadows. The Yorkshire terrier never really gets that big, so it would be a perfect pet especially if you don’t like dogs that get real big.
A Yorkshire terrier is a friendly dog, who will keep you company, is a great family friend and an amazing friend. In real life Yorkshire terriers are friendly dogs that just want to have a friend. A Yorkshire is just a friendly dog who wants to be friends with you and also wants to protect what matters to him / her the most, you.
If you have ever had a friend by your side in a time of need, you know you feel happy because someone is there. Now, that friend may not always be human, such as a girl or a boy. This friend could very well be your pet. You could have a dog, or a cat, even a goldfish and they could be your friend. A Yorkshire terrier is a friendly dog who will keep you company, a great family dog, and an amazing friend.
Some people may think that dogs tear up your house, don’t listen to their owners, and give many people bad times. Though some people may think that, and some dogs actually are like, that not all dogs are. Some people rebel against dogs, though the Yorkshire terrier is not like that. The Yorkshire terrier, known as the toy breed is a friendly breed who will pay much attention to their owner, as long as you pay attention to him/ her. Yorkshire Terriers are very protective of your and your family. This means these puppies are friendly enough to protect you, which is not the only thing they do.
In real life we have troubles and sometimes we can’t deal with them. Though something we can do is to learn about having company. Not like company at your house, but someone you will always be there for you, even in your time of need. Some people think they need human friends to hang out with. It is good to have human friends though what happens when they are not around? A Yorkshire terrier can keep you company while yet keeping you entertained, and a lot of people like to have friends around.
When some people here the word dog, they think nothing of it. Other people may think that a dog is a great idea. A Yorkshire terrier is a friendly dog who could make a friendly family pet. Even though when people think of having a dog in there family, they wonder if their children could get along with the dog. The Yorkshire terrier is lively and fearless. The Yorkshire terrier is perfect for young kids because he loves to be outside and play tug of war, along with chasing shadows. The Yorkshire terrier never really gets that big, so it would be a perfect pet especially if you don’t like dogs that get real big.
A Yorkshire terrier is a friendly dog, who will keep you company, is a great family friend and an amazing friend. In real life Yorkshire terriers are friendly dogs that just want to have a friend. A Yorkshire is just a friendly dog who wants to be friends with you and also wants to protect what matters to him / her the most, you.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Where I'd like to be
I just read this very good book called Where I'd like to be. It was about this girl who was in a foster care only wanting her mother to come get her. Then she meets murphy, a girl who hides her true identity behind a fake one. In the end murphy leaves, making maddie want her back more. If you get a chance to get to the library or check out the book make sure you do because it is so captivating. Well, it keeps you reading that is what i know.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Music
Whenever I write an essay, I listen to music. I guess music helps me concentrate on the things I do. Some people can not concentrate with music. I don't know how but they just can't. My favorite artist is probably Ke$ha, she has really good songs. Comment and tell me what your favorite song is.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Birthday
Birthdays
This weekend was my cousin’s birthday party. She just turned two. Now, my cousin is not just a normal baby. No literally. She was a pre mature baby. My cousin Addisyn could have died and never been seen again. In my family we would call her a miracle. I really do think she is one. I really do love my little baby cousin Addisyn, and I am glad she had a happy birthday.
This weekend was my cousin’s birthday party. She just turned two. Now, my cousin is not just a normal baby. No literally. She was a pre mature baby. My cousin Addisyn could have died and never been seen again. In my family we would call her a miracle. I really do think she is one. I really do love my little baby cousin Addisyn, and I am glad she had a happy birthday.
Friday, March 26, 2010
A half day
Can you believe it is almost spring break. I really do love sitting at home going by my friends and all that stuff. I just can't wait till spring break. I may not be going anywhere but i still will have fun. Ok then that is all i really have to say about it. I hope you all have a great spring break. Even though of course it is like four and a half days early, ( not including the weekends of course.)BYE.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
My Birthday is coming up
In about 2 weeks I am going to be 13. I really don't care about becoming a teenager, or any of that stuff I just love celebrating my birthday. My brothers birthday is this week, March 24. Then of course it is my Mom's birthday on April fools day, this is no joke. Then, it's my birthday. My grandma already took me shopping so I have new clothes. That is amazing. While I was at one of the stores I met a girl who also had the same birthday as I did. It was cool. So Happy Birthday to her and me, even though she wasn't my age. My birthday this year is on a Saturday, so I really don't have to worry about school. That is really cool if you ask me.
Did you know, my birthday is the day before Easter this year. Well, it is. I would rather have my birthday a month before December, sometime in December, or a month after December, because I would still sort get more presents. But, having it near Easter and all that stuff is fine too. That is all that I really have to post about. Just to let you know, Mrs. Mundt is coming back this week. Yeah. Ok, bye.
Did you know, my birthday is the day before Easter this year. Well, it is. I would rather have my birthday a month before December, sometime in December, or a month after December, because I would still sort get more presents. But, having it near Easter and all that stuff is fine too. That is all that I really have to post about. Just to let you know, Mrs. Mundt is coming back this week. Yeah. Ok, bye.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Surgery
Surgery is a scary thing. You never expect it until you have it. When I found out Mrs. Mundt had to have surgery I was scared. It may not be me having the surgery done, but it is scary when you know someone that is having surgery. So Mrs. Mundt is no different. So lets all hope Mrs. Mundt gets better really soon.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Dance
Tonight, from 7:00 to 9:00, is the dance. I really can't wait. It will be so fun to see friends, and dance and have fun. I am wearing a dress,but you can wear jeans and t-shirt, even a skirt and a shirt. I can't wait, but when I tried the mask on it look wierd. It's yellow and I have a black and white dress. Well, that is it. Bye
My Favorite Letter
My Favorite Letter
I can’t really pick and choose a favorite letter. I can’t just say oh guess what I hate this letter or like this letter the most. Though I have to choose I guess I will pick. N. I picked N because I just picked a letter that came to my mind. If you think that deciding a favorite letter should be easy, well I guess it kind of is. I would also choose the letters P,A, I, T, Y, E, L,S,O, and that is pretty much it because it spells my first and last name, of course using the letter N. That is pretty much all there is to my favorite letter
I can’t really pick and choose a favorite letter. I can’t just say oh guess what I hate this letter or like this letter the most. Though I have to choose I guess I will pick. N. I picked N because I just picked a letter that came to my mind. If you think that deciding a favorite letter should be easy, well I guess it kind of is. I would also choose the letters P,A, I, T, Y, E, L,S,O, and that is pretty much it because it spells my first and last name, of course using the letter N. That is pretty much all there is to my favorite letter
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Spring Break
Spring Break
Everyone loves spring break. It’s a time to wind down or party. Over spring break I love to sit at home of go over to my aunt’s house. Over spring break is my birthday. I really can’t wait. That would mean I get more of the fun, while still having my birthday. Everyone wishes they were me. Well, in my family anyway. I have my birthday over spring break. Did I mention that already? I’m just kidding. Anyway, this spring break I hope to do a lot of fun things. Spring break is fun for me every year, and I don’t think this year is going to change.
Everyone loves spring break. It’s a time to wind down or party. Over spring break I love to sit at home of go over to my aunt’s house. Over spring break is my birthday. I really can’t wait. That would mean I get more of the fun, while still having my birthday. Everyone wishes they were me. Well, in my family anyway. I have my birthday over spring break. Did I mention that already? I’m just kidding. Anyway, this spring break I hope to do a lot of fun things. Spring break is fun for me every year, and I don’t think this year is going to change.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
I was sick this weekend.I really hated it. I even stayed home monday from school. It was horrible, all I did all day was lay in bed. I didn't eat anything and I had to swollow disguisting medicine. The one day I wasn't sick was the half day on thursday. That day I went out to eat with my family. That was nice enough. Well that is really all I did this weekend, okay, bye.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Monkeys
Monkeys
Monkeys live at the zoo. I think that monkeys are really smart, though I would not want them to be humans. So when I go to the zoo, I love to see the monkeys. I don’t think I would like to be a monkey though. I would probably be really sad if I was a monkey. Well, that is unless all my friends were monkeys, but that is really weird. I think that being a monkey would be disguising because I would have to lick the monkeys clean. So that is pretty much all I have to say about monkeys, though they are still a great animal.
Monkeys live at the zoo. I think that monkeys are really smart, though I would not want them to be humans. So when I go to the zoo, I love to see the monkeys. I don’t think I would like to be a monkey though. I would probably be really sad if I was a monkey. Well, that is unless all my friends were monkeys, but that is really weird. I think that being a monkey would be disguising because I would have to lick the monkeys clean. So that is pretty much all I have to say about monkeys, though they are still a great animal.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
3.5 days off
This week we have a half day on Thursday and a day off on Friday. I am so excited, I can finally sleep in and I don't have to wait for the weekend. I think I am going to Madison, to visit my aunt. We might even go shopping. Well that is all I have to say for now. BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, February 19, 2010
Homework
I do not like homework at all. I think that giving homework just make kids not want to do the homework at all. When I just thinking about homework give me a headache. It is sometimes annoying when you think that the teacher will not give you any homework and then she does. I really do not like it at all. That is all I really have to say about homework , because I hate talking about it even now.
I do not like homework at all. I think that giving homework just make kids not want to do the homework at all. When I just thinking about homework give me a headache. It is sometimes annoying when you think that the teacher will not give you any homework and then she does. I really do not like it at all. That is all I really have to say about homework , because I hate talking about it even now.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Book
Snow Bound. That is the book I am reading to do for my next essay. It is a story about raw survival ( on the cover). I really like it so far. Well, that is all for now, BYE!!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Street Wise
The story Streetwise was very inspiring. It told about a man who was kicked out onto the streets. I now know how hard it is to be a homless person. You go through struggles every single day. You don't know what you are going to eat, where to sleep or if you will make it through the night. I think that Streetwise is a very good short story.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
It was a cold night and there were fights all night long. Living on the streets was never what I wanted, I'm not like other homless people. I came from a family, born and grew up in a home. when I was little I was afraid of homless people, until I become one. My life will never be the same, now that I've spent long nights on the streets, living in a box, never knowing whos near,or if you'll even make it throught the night. Some people over look homless people, there not that differant, they just need help.
Written by Jackie and the Team Jacob in moodle.( Mrs. Mundts)
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Written by Jackie and the Team Jacob in moodle.( Mrs. Mundts)
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Friday, February 5, 2010
Weekend
Today I am going to write about my weekend. This weekend I am going to go shopping with my Mom. That is what I really like to do. I also might go out to eat with my family. That would be nice. Hopefully this weekend I won't have a lot of homework. I already know I have a little math,spanish, and band. Though, that is really it. O.K., that is all i have to say.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Dreams
Dreams
During the night I sometimes have very weird dreams. I have no idea why I have these dreams, they just come. I don’t even have weird thoughts during the night to get the weird dreams. Some of my dreams are weird; others are so realistic. My room is very big so when I wake up from a dream I feel like I am still in one because it is a dark place. Once I had a dream a porcupine was eating me. I was at my aunt’s house and it was very weird. Turns out it was just my dog nibbling on my fingers. I have very weird dreams, but I guess you just have to live with them.
During the night I sometimes have very weird dreams. I have no idea why I have these dreams, they just come. I don’t even have weird thoughts during the night to get the weird dreams. Some of my dreams are weird; others are so realistic. My room is very big so when I wake up from a dream I feel like I am still in one because it is a dark place. Once I had a dream a porcupine was eating me. I was at my aunt’s house and it was very weird. Turns out it was just my dog nibbling on my fingers. I have very weird dreams, but I guess you just have to live with them.
Wilderness 2
So this weekend I went to the Wilderness. The waterparks were so fun to play at. I went with my cousins and we got our own room, with a kitchen, a bathroom and three beds. My aunts, uncles, mom and dad, came too. I really liked the wave pool. The waves were really tall and I got pulled under a couple of times, but otherwise it was really fun. I wish that we could have stayed longer. We might also go back during the summer with everyone again. That would be very cool. We would stay for about a week, and we would enjoy our time. Being back in my own bed, and own house is great, but having a fun time with my cousins is even better. My favorite ride at the Wilderness was probably Fantastic Voyage. It was dark yet very cool. I also loved the body slides.
When I woke up today, on Monday it was so wierd. I still thought we were in the hotel room until I saw my alarm reading 5:50. I silently prayed this was all a dream, and fell back to sleep, but yet again I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm at 5:55. I silently got up, and went on the bus. Though the vacation is now over, and we won't be going back soon I will still remember the wonderful time my cousins and I had at the Wilderness.
When I woke up today, on Monday it was so wierd. I still thought we were in the hotel room until I saw my alarm reading 5:50. I silently prayed this was all a dream, and fell back to sleep, but yet again I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm at 5:55. I silently got up, and went on the bus. Though the vacation is now over, and we won't be going back soon I will still remember the wonderful time my cousins and I had at the Wilderness.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Wilderness
Some of you may know that this weekend I am going to the Wilderness. I really can not wait. I am going with my moms side of the family. My friend might also be there. I really can not wait. I have to get up really early though. Like eight. That is really early for me on a Saturday morning. O well I know it will be really fun. Hopefully, I will not have any homework but spanish and band. I already know I do not have math homework. Well, right now i have to get in support groups. Bye
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Wierd Color story about animals
COLORS
There was once a girl named Amy. Amy loved colors and animals. She even named her animals after colors.
Her dogs name was Pink
Her cats name was Orange
Her goldfish was named Blue
And her bunnies name was Violet
Well, fast forward 50 years and Amy is an old Grandma sitting around a house with 10 cats named Orange, three dogs named Pink, 60 goldfish named Blue, and four bunnies named Violet.
I guess all that matters is that you are happy and to NEVER NAME ANIMALS AFTER COLORS BECAUSE YOU WILL LIVE A WEIRD LIFE.
There was once a girl named Amy. Amy loved colors and animals. She even named her animals after colors.
Her dogs name was Pink
Her cats name was Orange
Her goldfish was named Blue
And her bunnies name was Violet
Well, fast forward 50 years and Amy is an old Grandma sitting around a house with 10 cats named Orange, three dogs named Pink, 60 goldfish named Blue, and four bunnies named Violet.
I guess all that matters is that you are happy and to NEVER NAME ANIMALS AFTER COLORS BECAUSE YOU WILL LIVE A WEIRD LIFE.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Hey
I just wanted to say hey. It is a half day and I can't wait for the school day to be over. That is all i really have to say for now. Bye and have a great weekend.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Sports
Sports
Basketball
Soccer
Baseball
Cheerleading
Hockey
Softball
Ice skating
Football
Rollerblading
Swimming
Tennis
Gymnastics I do not really like sports, but they are really cool!
Championship
Metals
Awards
Fun
Crowd
The Olympics
Bowling
Biking
Climbing
Golf
Hunting
Skiing
Surfing
Running
Jumping
Fishing
Basketball
Soccer
Baseball
Cheerleading
Hockey
Softball
Ice skating
Football
Rollerblading
Swimming
Tennis
Gymnastics I do not really like sports, but they are really cool!
Championship
Metals
Awards
Fun
Crowd
The Olympics
Bowling
Biking
Climbing
Golf
Hunting
Skiing
Surfing
Running
Jumping
Fishing
Friday, January 15, 2010
Sorry
Sorry I havn't posted in a while. I just couldn't get my blog to work. Anyway, it's Friday, and that is pretty much it. I can't wait for the weekend. I am going to have so much fun, planning to go to the wilderness. That is pretty much it.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Winter Break
My winter break
Jasmine was just an average 8 year old girl. She was waiting for winter break to come. It would be less than a week, and Jasmine would wake up to the gift giving, and wonderful presents under the tree. Jasmine tried to remember the last time she had Christmas. Her family was very poor and couldn’t afford presents every year. Last year Jasmine was told the truth. Santa wasn’t real. She cried for a few days because she thought that if she was really good that year, Santa would definitely come, because all the other years, she had never even gotten one present. But that all was resolved when Jasmine’s dad found a great job that paid for the whole Christmas. This year was going to be great, Jasmine could just sense it.
Then December 23, 2003, something tragic happened to the whole family. Jasmine found out that her Dad had lost his job, and they were moving out of the state. Jasmine thought that this Christmas would give her that warm feeling when the relatives peeked in with the huge bag of presents, but now it gave her the feeling of misery.
Now, Jasmine is living with her husband and kids, 2 little girls named Emma and Julie. Jasmine may not have had the Christmas’s she likes but she would make sure, all her life that never happened again.
Jasmine was just an average 8 year old girl. She was waiting for winter break to come. It would be less than a week, and Jasmine would wake up to the gift giving, and wonderful presents under the tree. Jasmine tried to remember the last time she had Christmas. Her family was very poor and couldn’t afford presents every year. Last year Jasmine was told the truth. Santa wasn’t real. She cried for a few days because she thought that if she was really good that year, Santa would definitely come, because all the other years, she had never even gotten one present. But that all was resolved when Jasmine’s dad found a great job that paid for the whole Christmas. This year was going to be great, Jasmine could just sense it.
Then December 23, 2003, something tragic happened to the whole family. Jasmine found out that her Dad had lost his job, and they were moving out of the state. Jasmine thought that this Christmas would give her that warm feeling when the relatives peeked in with the huge bag of presents, but now it gave her the feeling of misery.
Now, Jasmine is living with her husband and kids, 2 little girls named Emma and Julie. Jasmine may not have had the Christmas’s she likes but she would make sure, all her life that never happened again.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Christmas Day
On Christmas Day, my family and I had to clean the house because my whole family was coming over. We had to make all the food and get everything ready. I remember my Mom saying that it was going to be the best Christmas ever and it was. I had a great time with my family. We had to do a lot but, it was all worth. My grandma said that she had a special suprise. She read off a slip of paper. The paper said that on January 30 we (as in my family and I) would be going to the Wilderness in the Wisconsin Dells. I am so excited and i can't wait.
Christmas Eve
On Christmas Eve my family and I had so much fun. We just sat home all day and watched Christmas movies. Even my little 2 year old brother was good. I think he knew that if he was good he would get more presents.
Around 4 pm, my family and I went to church. It was nice seeing all the people sing and have a good time. After church me and my family had a nice dinner, and we all sat around the fire, eating marshmallows and watching Four Christmas's.
Around 4 pm, my family and I went to church. It was nice seeing all the people sing and have a good time. After church me and my family had a nice dinner, and we all sat around the fire, eating marshmallows and watching Four Christmas's.
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