Dreams
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.
By Langston Hughes
I really like this poem I remember reading this poem to my cousin when i found it and at that time she had just had a baby and was about to stop going to college but this poem and the fact it came from me and the love of her family she said kept her going. I think its very inspirational and up lifting. Langston was right if you give up on your dreams then what is life what will you do with your life. having a dream is something very big and important because there's no telling where you dream could take you or bring to you. being able to dream of something is one thing but to never give up and making your dream come true is way far more greater then giving up and having to look back and say man......i wish i would have done that.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Expository Essay
The book I am reading is called Killer Animals and it’s about people who have had very dangerous and sometimes fatal encounters and conflicts with deadly animals of the wild such as tigers, bears, poisonous snakes, and other deadly animals. These dangerous encounters have happen in zoos and circuses and at camping trips e.t.c. Some of the victims have even gotten diseases from being bitten by certain animals and I am going to tell you about some of those conflicts.
In this book I read about a man who was bitten by a poisonous snake it was a rattlesnake he was injected with venom and at the time he was alone but luckily about thirty minutes later a woman was taking a walk with her dog and she heard his screams for help. She found the man laying there and the snake had slithered away. She called an ambulance and when the ambulance arrived he was taken to the hospital because he had laid there so long that the skin in his hand was messed up really bad and was infected from the dirt that had got in to his cuts. Well they had to amputate his hand. He lived though.
Another encounter was with a woman who was at a zoo with her child her child was mentally challenged and they were looking at the monkeys and this one also came on television but anyway she was walking with her daughter and this lady a zoo keeper was letting the kids watch her with the baby monkey. Well something the little girl did triggered anger in the monkey a face or sound the little girl made but he snatched away from the zoo keeper and ran to the little girl and was biting her face and the little girl tried pulling away but that only made it worse after about five minutes they got the monkey if the girl and she was bleeding a lot but she was okay except for a few cuts and bruises to her face.
Well this book taught me to be careful around animals and watch what movements I make around them. And that also animals dint attack just to attack they do it because they feel threatened in some way and feel they have to protect themselves. Fortunately they girl and guy in the stories I told from the book had very good endings opposed to the endings that could have happen. I think some people that go camping or hiking or to the zoo should be aware that you are in their territory and in their eyes have a right to protect what they think is home so we should
be more respectful, considerate and careful for the sake of our lives and the animals.
Edward R. Ricciuti Killer Animals. New York The Lyons Press 2003
In this book I read about a man who was bitten by a poisonous snake it was a rattlesnake he was injected with venom and at the time he was alone but luckily about thirty minutes later a woman was taking a walk with her dog and she heard his screams for help. She found the man laying there and the snake had slithered away. She called an ambulance and when the ambulance arrived he was taken to the hospital because he had laid there so long that the skin in his hand was messed up really bad and was infected from the dirt that had got in to his cuts. Well they had to amputate his hand. He lived though.
Another encounter was with a woman who was at a zoo with her child her child was mentally challenged and they were looking at the monkeys and this one also came on television but anyway she was walking with her daughter and this lady a zoo keeper was letting the kids watch her with the baby monkey. Well something the little girl did triggered anger in the monkey a face or sound the little girl made but he snatched away from the zoo keeper and ran to the little girl and was biting her face and the little girl tried pulling away but that only made it worse after about five minutes they got the monkey if the girl and she was bleeding a lot but she was okay except for a few cuts and bruises to her face.
Well this book taught me to be careful around animals and watch what movements I make around them. And that also animals dint attack just to attack they do it because they feel threatened in some way and feel they have to protect themselves. Fortunately they girl and guy in the stories I told from the book had very good endings opposed to the endings that could have happen. I think some people that go camping or hiking or to the zoo should be aware that you are in their territory and in their eyes have a right to protect what they think is home so we should
be more respectful, considerate and careful for the sake of our lives and the animals.
Edward R. Ricciuti Killer Animals. New York The Lyons Press 2003
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Personal Narrative With Song Lyrics
Well every summer we go to Atlanta and we always take the plan because its quicker and its very fun. When we are leaving we always cry a little bit because we have to kiss our mom goodbye. When the plane takes off we always get scared and my little brother cries but he eventually gets over it but seeing him freak out is so funny I don't even think about the plane's lifts off and how scary it can be.
We are always on the plane for about 4 to 5 hours but we are always so energetic and happy then when the plane takes off we are all sleep. Me and my other sister were listening to music and the little one are sleep like always and it gives me and my sister time to rest because they are so active they always want something or want to get up and look around because the plane is a new and interesting thing for them.
So they plane ride was over and we were waiting to exit the plane because unaccompanied minors have to get of last and I was listening to my mp3 player and I started singing this song "It was the summertime. When we fell in love it was the summertime. Heaven shined on us it was the summertime. Baby there is nothing like the summertime. " Well I only payed attention to it because it was summer time and in Atlanta summer was beautiful and hot.
When we got off the plane we met with our grandparents and my aunt and we got our bag then left the airport. It was so nice seeing my family again after so long and that's when we figured out we were my cousins birthday surprise so when we got there they blindfolded her and brought her outside and when she was outside and we were ready the took the blindfold off and we hopped out the car one by one and she was so happy. We had so much fun together.
And later on in our vacation we had a surprise of our own.....My mom came out there and surprised us it was breath taking to see her because we are never apart from her for to long. It was fun and we enjoyed ourselves the rest of the summer with pool parties and family outings and get together.
Well every summer we go to Atlanta and we always take the plan because its quicker and its very fun. When we are leaving we always cry a little bit because we have to kiss our mom goodbye. When the plane takes off we always get scared and my little brother cries but he eventually gets over it but seeing him freak out is so funny I don't even think about the plane's lifts off and how scary it can be.
We are always on the plane for about 4 to 5 hours but we are always so energetic and happy then when the plane takes off we are all sleep. Me and my other sister were listening to music and the little one are sleep like always and it gives me and my sister time to rest because they are so active they always want something or want to get up and look around because the plane is a new and interesting thing for them.
So they plane ride was over and we were waiting to exit the plane because unaccompanied minors have to get of last and I was listening to my mp3 player and I started singing this song "It was the summertime. When we fell in love it was the summertime. Heaven shined on us it was the summertime. Baby there is nothing like the summertime. " Well I only payed attention to it because it was summer time and in Atlanta summer was beautiful and hot.
When we got off the plane we met with our grandparents and my aunt and we got our bag then left the airport. It was so nice seeing my family again after so long and that's when we figured out we were my cousins birthday surprise so when we got there they blindfolded her and brought her outside and when she was outside and we were ready the took the blindfold off and we hopped out the car one by one and she was so happy. We had so much fun together.
And later on in our vacation we had a surprise of our own.....My mom came out there and surprised us it was breath taking to see her because we are never apart from her for to long. It was fun and we enjoyed ourselves the rest of the summer with pool parties and family outings and get together.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Where I'm From
Modeled from George Ella Lyon.
I am from Cali.
from the east side.
I am from hard times and a little pain.
from shooting and killing.
I am from a loving mother.
from a mother that makes you feel safe.
I am from a Mother who cares.
from a Mother who makes all scary things go away.
I'm from love.
from family love.
I'm from good times to.
from adventure.
I'm from friends who understand me.
from teachers who are there to help.
I'm from chicken and spaghetti
from family meals and bonding time.
I'm from love, care and understanding
from family.
Modeled from George Ella Lyon.
I am from Cali.
from the east side.
I am from hard times and a little pain.
from shooting and killing.
I am from a loving mother.
from a mother that makes you feel safe.
I am from a Mother who cares.
from a Mother who makes all scary things go away.
I'm from love.
from family love.
I'm from good times to.
from adventure.
I'm from friends who understand me.
from teachers who are there to help.
I'm from chicken and spaghetti
from family meals and bonding time.
I'm from love, care and understanding
from family.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Dwarfism
Dwarfism is condition of growth retardation resulting in abnormally short adult stature and caused by a variety of hereditary and metabolic disorders. The word came around in 1865. Traditionally, the term “dwarf” was used to describe individuals with disproportions of body and limb, while “midget” referred to those of reduced stature but normal proportions; today neither word is used, and “little people” has become the preferred term for persons with extreme growth retardation. They also say that at first kids that were born with the defect would not live pass a month or two but with the medicines and technology we have today more and more people with that disease are able to survive.
I first heard the word when I was about 10 or 11 years old. I was watching this sh0w on Discovery Health Channel about this girl named Katherine who was my age but the size of my 3 year old cousin. When I first saw the show they tell you what he word means and everything and I thought it was sad. But then I saw that the girl loved they way she was and then dwarfism wasn't all that bad. And plus I think it would be cool to be her size.
Dwarfism is condition of growth retardation resulting in abnormally short adult stature and caused by a variety of hereditary and metabolic disorders. The word came around in 1865. Traditionally, the term “dwarf” was used to describe individuals with disproportions of body and limb, while “midget” referred to those of reduced stature but normal proportions; today neither word is used, and “little people” has become the preferred term for persons with extreme growth retardation. They also say that at first kids that were born with the defect would not live pass a month or two but with the medicines and technology we have today more and more people with that disease are able to survive.
I first heard the word when I was about 10 or 11 years old. I was watching this sh0w on Discovery Health Channel about this girl named Katherine who was my age but the size of my 3 year old cousin. When I first saw the show they tell you what he word means and everything and I thought it was sad. But then I saw that the girl loved they way she was and then dwarfism wasn't all that bad. And plus I think it would be cool to be her size.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
GaNG RaPE ARTiCLE
My Thoughts on the Sandy Banks Incident
I think what happen too her was sad and the fact that students sat there and watched what was happening to her and taking pictures, telling people to come watch to me that is just wrong I wouldn’t care if it was a gang or not instead of taking pictures they could have used those cell phones to call the police or something. And the fact that another girl texted her boyfriend saying “do you want to come have sex with a drunk girl” was wrong and after he refused then she called 911.That doesn’t make any sense to me.
If I am at a school that they say so called keeps to them self at that point I wouldn’t have just kept to myself it wouldn’t matter if I knew her or not I would have did something called the police or went and got a teacher. Not just sit there watch and laugh like she was putting on a show for them. Her life was in danger and they were also saying it was her fault she got drunk it doesn’t matter they had no right to do that to her and they had no right to sit laugh and watch for two hours.
I think what happen too her was sad and the fact that students sat there and watched what was happening to her and taking pictures, telling people to come watch to me that is just wrong I wouldn’t care if it was a gang or not instead of taking pictures they could have used those cell phones to call the police or something. And the fact that another girl texted her boyfriend saying “do you want to come have sex with a drunk girl” was wrong and after he refused then she called 911.That doesn’t make any sense to me.
If I am at a school that they say so called keeps to them self at that point I wouldn’t have just kept to myself it wouldn’t matter if I knew her or not I would have did something called the police or went and got a teacher. Not just sit there watch and laugh like she was putting on a show for them. Her life was in danger and they were also saying it was her fault she got drunk it doesn’t matter they had no right to do that to her and they had no right to sit laugh and watch for two hours.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
ViOLENCE ESSAY
My Life With Violence
I was born and raised in Los Angeles, so I have seen a lot of things that are violent. I grew up on the east side of Los Angeles and I am going to tell you about the worst violent experience that my family and I have been through.
It was August 29Th 2005. I was just coming home from school and it was my sister little sisters Bryana and mikayla. My mom was there and she told us to go start our homework in our rooms. After about 30 minutes, my mom said she was going to the store across the street. I asked can I go with her but she said No stay there. The store was right across the street. My uncle mac, was there for a minute, then he left.
I finished my homework and started to go outside to the front to play with my friend next door. My siblings were in there rooms, and I was standing right out the gate in my next neighbor's yard. We continued to talk and play. About 10 minutes passed by and we saw a car ride pass, because we lived on a main street, we can see all the cars that drive down the street, and the car passed again. Then, at that time I didn't know that my uncle and my friends had gone in the house. The car came again and the man started shouting something upstairs and we just started hearing shooting.
My friend's mom pushed us into the house and told us to stay down. My mom was running from the store back to the house and all we heard was screaming and yelling. I ran outside because all I could think about was that my little brother and two sisters were still in the house. I was terrified, my heart was racing and I heard my mom's voice outside and I ran to her but she told me stay in the house. My cousin was there and he ran to bring my siblings out to me. I was relieved.
I heard the ambulance and still didn't know what happened. Then the police came and took me, my mom and my siblings to the police station. Then she told me that my had been shot in the neck from the upstairs window. I was hurt and I just kept crying, I didn't understand what happened or why?. I remember leaving the door unlocked but I didn't know my uncle was even there.
Then the police officer started asking me and my mom a lot of questions but everything happened so fast, I saw my friend and her family there also, I just continued to cry and try to figure out what happened. Well after a few hours we found out my uncle had died. I was hurt and confused. My mom was terrified, scared, and thankful that all of kids were OK. I couldn't remember what happened so they let us go home.
We found out that my uncle had an argument with someone and the guy had followed him and he was looking out the window and the guy started shooting at him in the windows and hit my uncle in the neck. I loved my uncle he was always there with us, playing, cracking jokes. This showed me how much I love my family and never ever want anything to happen to them. Life is to short for little things like a disagreement.
Violence is something that is everywhere in the world. I wish it was not any, but this is the world that we live in and all we can do is try our best to get along the best way that we can.
I was born and raised in Los Angeles, so I have seen a lot of things that are violent. I grew up on the east side of Los Angeles and I am going to tell you about the worst violent experience that my family and I have been through.
It was August 29Th 2005. I was just coming home from school and it was my sister little sisters Bryana and mikayla. My mom was there and she told us to go start our homework in our rooms. After about 30 minutes, my mom said she was going to the store across the street. I asked can I go with her but she said No stay there. The store was right across the street. My uncle mac, was there for a minute, then he left.
I finished my homework and started to go outside to the front to play with my friend next door. My siblings were in there rooms, and I was standing right out the gate in my next neighbor's yard. We continued to talk and play. About 10 minutes passed by and we saw a car ride pass, because we lived on a main street, we can see all the cars that drive down the street, and the car passed again. Then, at that time I didn't know that my uncle and my friends had gone in the house. The car came again and the man started shouting something upstairs and we just started hearing shooting.
My friend's mom pushed us into the house and told us to stay down. My mom was running from the store back to the house and all we heard was screaming and yelling. I ran outside because all I could think about was that my little brother and two sisters were still in the house. I was terrified, my heart was racing and I heard my mom's voice outside and I ran to her but she told me stay in the house. My cousin was there and he ran to bring my siblings out to me. I was relieved.
I heard the ambulance and still didn't know what happened. Then the police came and took me, my mom and my siblings to the police station. Then she told me that my had been shot in the neck from the upstairs window. I was hurt and I just kept crying, I didn't understand what happened or why?. I remember leaving the door unlocked but I didn't know my uncle was even there.
Then the police officer started asking me and my mom a lot of questions but everything happened so fast, I saw my friend and her family there also, I just continued to cry and try to figure out what happened. Well after a few hours we found out my uncle had died. I was hurt and confused. My mom was terrified, scared, and thankful that all of kids were OK. I couldn't remember what happened so they let us go home.
We found out that my uncle had an argument with someone and the guy had followed him and he was looking out the window and the guy started shooting at him in the windows and hit my uncle in the neck. I loved my uncle he was always there with us, playing, cracking jokes. This showed me how much I love my family and never ever want anything to happen to them. Life is to short for little things like a disagreement.
Violence is something that is everywhere in the world. I wish it was not any, but this is the world that we live in and all we can do is try our best to get along the best way that we can.
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