Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Saturday and Sunday
Whenever your with your friends, what do you do? I'll tell you all about what me and Allison did. Well, on Saturday we had our basketball tournament. We only placed second but, we could've easily gotten first. After our tournament I went home with Allison because I slept over at her house. But before that we went to starbucks and to her brother, Adam's basketball games. If you think coffee makes us hyper, which it does you need to see us after smoothies, coffee, cheese fries, chocolate bars, recess cups, soda, and probably more but I cant remember. So we went home like that, having way, way to much sugar and caffeine. It was fantastic because the second we got to her house her parents just left us home by ourselves, guess what we did! We played band hero, singing, dancing, drums and guitar, well dancing wasn't really one but it is necessary whenever your singing! Trust me it was. After that we watched “I Love You Beth Cooper” and it was hilarious! Finally at around 2:30 we decided we should go to sleep. Whenever we woke up we went to the mall. But only after having five cinnamon rolls. If you think that’s a lot to eat when we got to the mall we had chicken it was delicious. Plus, to drink we had coffee and we later went with Katelyn to go and get mini sparkle donuts from starbucks. It was a normal weekend, for us at least.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Basketball
Blood, tears, sweat and more,
We win, we lose, pass, shoot…AND SCORE!
We steal, we foul, and get slammed to the floor,
But somehow, it always ends up against us.
“The other team’s doin’ the same thing” coach screams.
And the ref. T’s him up.
This is what happens in our lovely basketball games.
But don’t worry,
There is more to come,
The season is not done!
Birthday
Chocolate, cupcakes, cake galore!
All I can say is “I want more!”
I eat, eat and eat,
Oh how I love my Birthday feast!
Thank you Catherine for your inspiration for this poem, on your birthday, March 8th!
Blood, tears, sweat and more,
We win, we lose, pass, shoot…AND SCORE!
We steal, we foul, and get slammed to the floor,
But somehow, it always ends up against us.
“The other team’s doin’ the same thing” coach screams.
And the ref. T’s him up.
This is what happens in our lovely basketball games.
But don’t worry,
There is more to come,
The season is not done!
Birthday
Chocolate, cupcakes, cake galore!
All I can say is “I want more!”
I eat, eat and eat,
Oh how I love my Birthday feast!
Thank you Catherine for your inspiration for this poem, on your birthday, March 8th!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
The Third Level
Imagine wondering into this magical place in Grand Central Station, but nobody believes you. While Charley explains this to his wife she sends him to a psychiatrist, his name is Sam. Will he believe me? Wouldn’t this thought go through your head, along with many others? They are thoughts that Charley is probably thinking in this Romance, a lot like Narnia, that teaches a valuable lesson.
Unless this story sounds like an incredibly appalling world to you, it is definitely a intolerably written Romance called “The Third Level” by Jack Finney. Throughout this story there is a mild conflict happening to the main character. This mild conflict is that Charley cannot find the third level, ever again. In the end there is a life-affirming symbol that I really dislike because I believe that a life-affirming symbol should be a happy one for all people, especially in a romance. The upsetting life-affirming symbol that Finney put into this story is that Sam is now back in 1894. The way that Charley figured out he has now lost his psychiatrist, Sam is that he was looking through his stamp collection and he sees one he has never seen before from 1894. Usually in the envelopes holding the new stamp on the front is a blank sheet of paper inside but in this one there is a letter saying…
“Charley:
I got to wishing that you were right. Then I got to believing you were right. And, Charley, it’s true; I found the third level! I’ve been here two weeks, and right now, down the street at the Daly’s, someone is playing the piano, and they’re all out on the front porch singing, “Seeing Nellie home.” And I’m invited over for lemonade, Come on back, Charley and Louisa. Keep looking till you find the third level! It’s worth it, believe me!” It was signed Sam. While reading this story it really reminded me of what happened in Narnia, only I really liked Narnia.
Because Narnia is also very unrealistic and takes place in a perfect world with a little magic going on it really triggered my mind that this story is just like Narnia! To start out in Narnia they all are happy with their lives and they are just normal children play hide ‘n seek. When one of the girls wonders into the closet she falls backwards and she sees this whole other world. Any kid would be completely shocked, much like Charley was when finding the third level. In the end in both of these stories there are main characters who are both just either looking for or going into their magical world to escape their problems, which means they both have a very valuable lesson to learn.
There is a lesson that both of the characters in these stories need to learn. Throughout the stories the characters are trying to escape their fears and problems, but why? The lesson that many people need to learn from this story is not to escape your problems and fears and they need to just encounter their problems and work through or around them. If Charley would’ve done this, nobody would think he is crazy, and his wife would’ve never had to get him a psychiatrist. Although everything did work out in this story you should still take this lesson from “The Third Level” even though it is not the best written story in the world.
Now, what do you do if you imagine yourself walking into a mystical world? When I think about I don’t get excited anymore, I actually get disappointed because I am perfectly happy with my life just the way it is. This story really taught me a lot and I am very exultant that I read it although I still dislike this romance by Jack Finney, a lot like Narnia, and I am glad it taught me the lesson of facing your fears and not just escaping them.
Unless this story sounds like an incredibly appalling world to you, it is definitely a intolerably written Romance called “The Third Level” by Jack Finney. Throughout this story there is a mild conflict happening to the main character. This mild conflict is that Charley cannot find the third level, ever again. In the end there is a life-affirming symbol that I really dislike because I believe that a life-affirming symbol should be a happy one for all people, especially in a romance. The upsetting life-affirming symbol that Finney put into this story is that Sam is now back in 1894. The way that Charley figured out he has now lost his psychiatrist, Sam is that he was looking through his stamp collection and he sees one he has never seen before from 1894. Usually in the envelopes holding the new stamp on the front is a blank sheet of paper inside but in this one there is a letter saying…
“Charley:
I got to wishing that you were right. Then I got to believing you were right. And, Charley, it’s true; I found the third level! I’ve been here two weeks, and right now, down the street at the Daly’s, someone is playing the piano, and they’re all out on the front porch singing, “Seeing Nellie home.” And I’m invited over for lemonade, Come on back, Charley and Louisa. Keep looking till you find the third level! It’s worth it, believe me!” It was signed Sam. While reading this story it really reminded me of what happened in Narnia, only I really liked Narnia.
Because Narnia is also very unrealistic and takes place in a perfect world with a little magic going on it really triggered my mind that this story is just like Narnia! To start out in Narnia they all are happy with their lives and they are just normal children play hide ‘n seek. When one of the girls wonders into the closet she falls backwards and she sees this whole other world. Any kid would be completely shocked, much like Charley was when finding the third level. In the end in both of these stories there are main characters who are both just either looking for or going into their magical world to escape their problems, which means they both have a very valuable lesson to learn.
There is a lesson that both of the characters in these stories need to learn. Throughout the stories the characters are trying to escape their fears and problems, but why? The lesson that many people need to learn from this story is not to escape your problems and fears and they need to just encounter their problems and work through or around them. If Charley would’ve done this, nobody would think he is crazy, and his wife would’ve never had to get him a psychiatrist. Although everything did work out in this story you should still take this lesson from “The Third Level” even though it is not the best written story in the world.
Now, what do you do if you imagine yourself walking into a mystical world? When I think about I don’t get excited anymore, I actually get disappointed because I am perfectly happy with my life just the way it is. This story really taught me a lot and I am very exultant that I read it although I still dislike this romance by Jack Finney, a lot like Narnia, and I am glad it taught me the lesson of facing your fears and not just escaping them.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
"Ribbons" essay
Imagine your Grandmother coming to live with you but she is playing favorites, and is only paying attention to your brother. This and more happen in this comedy called “Ribbons” full of symbolism and some important lessons in life.
This story “Ribbons” is definitely a comedy. From the start this story is very realistic. There are a lot of grandma’s that come to visit their grandchildren. Also this story takes place in a real place, San Francisco. Next this story starts with normalcy because of the fact that the grandmother is coming from Hong cong and it is just a normal girl who has to give up ballet. After that the conflict arises as the grandmother comes to stay with them. The main character, Stacy realizes this conflict when her grandmother pays way more attention to her brother than her and she is getting exceedingly irritated because of the fact the grandmother likes Ian way more, well that’s what Stacy thinks. The resolution of this conflict was that her and her grandmother have a talk, make up and her like normal grandchildren and grandparents do which is the start of the normalcy returning. Lastly because this story is a comedy there are many symbols that led to this conclusion. The author, Laurence Yep deliberately placed many symbolism of this story being a comedy from beginning to end.
Laurence Yep is an implausible author who puts boat-loads of symbolism in his stories. “The sunlight swept over the broad grassy square, across the street, and onto our living-room rug. In that bright, warm…” are the very first sentences in this very symbolized story and those sentences are very good examples at the beginning that everything is going to be ok and that it is realistic because there are bright days in San Francisco. The next immense symbol is that “However when I tried to put my arms around her and kiss her, she stiffened in surprise.” That symbol proves that there is a conflict going on and also “…that was my ice cream bar, I complained.” And the grandmother then said “Big sisters need to share with little brothers.” Those sentences once again prove the conflict and show that Stacy is now realizing it. The conflict is resolved by them having a talk and “Paw-paw” says “…I love my children” and then after that corrects herself and says “And my grandchildren.” He also teaches many valuable lessons in this story.
There is more than just one important lesson in noteworthy story “Ribbons.” I believe one lesson that Laurence Yep is intending to teach is the value of finding things out instead of just assuming somebody does not like you or care for you “…Ian got all of her attention…” Stacy said in the story but she should’ve found out why. If she would’ve did some research she could’ve found out that boys are more “sacred” in her country. I believe that another lesson people can get out of this story is that you need to respect your grandparents and their needs because Stacy at one point says “…we couldn’t watch our favorite TV shows because Grandmother couldn’t understand them.” I think that by that sentences it teaches kids to respect their Grandparents because that sentence sounds as mean as a lion roaring. Overall this story teaches inestimable lessons that can later help you in life.
Now imagine your grandmother coming to visit you. When I think about it puts a smile on my face, as it should’ve on Stacy’s. This humbling story taught me I should not assume the untrue, and should respect my grandparents or anyone else I encounter because later on I will regret it if I do not do so. This comedy “Ribbons,” full of symbolism taught me some very important lessons in life that I will value always.
This story “Ribbons” is definitely a comedy. From the start this story is very realistic. There are a lot of grandma’s that come to visit their grandchildren. Also this story takes place in a real place, San Francisco. Next this story starts with normalcy because of the fact that the grandmother is coming from Hong cong and it is just a normal girl who has to give up ballet. After that the conflict arises as the grandmother comes to stay with them. The main character, Stacy realizes this conflict when her grandmother pays way more attention to her brother than her and she is getting exceedingly irritated because of the fact the grandmother likes Ian way more, well that’s what Stacy thinks. The resolution of this conflict was that her and her grandmother have a talk, make up and her like normal grandchildren and grandparents do which is the start of the normalcy returning. Lastly because this story is a comedy there are many symbols that led to this conclusion. The author, Laurence Yep deliberately placed many symbolism of this story being a comedy from beginning to end.
Laurence Yep is an implausible author who puts boat-loads of symbolism in his stories. “The sunlight swept over the broad grassy square, across the street, and onto our living-room rug. In that bright, warm…” are the very first sentences in this very symbolized story and those sentences are very good examples at the beginning that everything is going to be ok and that it is realistic because there are bright days in San Francisco. The next immense symbol is that “However when I tried to put my arms around her and kiss her, she stiffened in surprise.” That symbol proves that there is a conflict going on and also “…that was my ice cream bar, I complained.” And the grandmother then said “Big sisters need to share with little brothers.” Those sentences once again prove the conflict and show that Stacy is now realizing it. The conflict is resolved by them having a talk and “Paw-paw” says “…I love my children” and then after that corrects herself and says “And my grandchildren.” He also teaches many valuable lessons in this story.
There is more than just one important lesson in noteworthy story “Ribbons.” I believe one lesson that Laurence Yep is intending to teach is the value of finding things out instead of just assuming somebody does not like you or care for you “…Ian got all of her attention…” Stacy said in the story but she should’ve found out why. If she would’ve did some research she could’ve found out that boys are more “sacred” in her country. I believe that another lesson people can get out of this story is that you need to respect your grandparents and their needs because Stacy at one point says “…we couldn’t watch our favorite TV shows because Grandmother couldn’t understand them.” I think that by that sentences it teaches kids to respect their Grandparents because that sentence sounds as mean as a lion roaring. Overall this story teaches inestimable lessons that can later help you in life.
Now imagine your grandmother coming to visit you. When I think about it puts a smile on my face, as it should’ve on Stacy’s. This humbling story taught me I should not assume the untrue, and should respect my grandparents or anyone else I encounter because later on I will regret it if I do not do so. This comedy “Ribbons,” full of symbolism taught me some very important lessons in life that I will value always.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Poetry
Poetry
Winter
Bare, beautiful, yet boring.
Colorless, crisp, yet cool.
Suddenly there is a flash of red;
Cardinal
Spring
Colorful, bright, new beginnings.
The birds sing beautifully, the bees buzzing noisily.
The brightness, the warmth.
Spring is amazing.
Summer
Sun streaming, heat burning my skin.
It’s summer time.
No school, swimming, and tanning.
Summer is the best!
Fall/Autumn
Red, orange, yellow, and brown.
Fall is a season of dieing.
When is it going to happen?
I ask as somebody dies next to me.
Food
Crunchy, munchy, salty, and sweet.
Those are the things I like to eat.
Popcorn, pizza, pretzels and plums.
This feast has just begun!
Winter
Bare, beautiful, yet boring.
Colorless, crisp, yet cool.
Suddenly there is a flash of red;
Cardinal
Spring
Colorful, bright, new beginnings.
The birds sing beautifully, the bees buzzing noisily.
The brightness, the warmth.
Spring is amazing.
Summer
Sun streaming, heat burning my skin.
It’s summer time.
No school, swimming, and tanning.
Summer is the best!
Fall/Autumn
Red, orange, yellow, and brown.
Fall is a season of dieing.
When is it going to happen?
I ask as somebody dies next to me.
Food
Crunchy, munchy, salty, and sweet.
Those are the things I like to eat.
Popcorn, pizza, pretzels and plums.
This feast has just begun!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
What Could've Been
What Could’ve Been
My name is Taylor, I am just a tall, skinny as a stick, yet average looking girl. Then there is Chad, the boy I like, he is tall, tan, and handsome.
“Taylor, time for school,” my sister yells at me.
“Coming.”
12/10/04 8:03 am
Awesome, just another day in boring Colorado staring at the most amazing guy in the world, Chad.
“Taylor, come on!” Sarah, my sister screams at me.
“I said I am coming.”
One more year and I can drive! I finish writing and then slam my journal shut.
“Oh my gosh if you are not down here in…,” Sarah starts.
“I’m right here,” I reply cutting her off.
“Great!” Sarah sarcastically said.
First hour is at school, I have biology. As I take my seat I suddenly see girls as hungry as hyenas run in. Then I realize Chad is in my class!
“Maybe Biology won’t be as bad as I thought!” I mumble in the middle of the chaos.
When we get our new seating chart, I notice that Chad and I are lab partners! As I find the nerve to go up and say hi to him, he ignores me and starts walking the opposite way.
12/10/04 8:42 am
What did I do to make him hate me? I know I am not as pretty as all those other girls, but why does he hate me? WHY?
“What are you writing about, nerd?” Chad says.
“Chad, oh nothing, nothing at all. Do you want me to move or something?” I say.
“No, no, no! Umm, could I please just ask you something?” Chad says dreamily.
“Yes, anything!” I say sounding stupid.
BBBBRING, the bell rings‼
12/10/04 8:58 am
Chad was just about to ask me something! What could it be? Does he hate me? Does he love me? Oh my gosh I am sooooooooo nervous. Why did the bell have to ring right when Chad wanted to ask me something? This is so nerve-racking, agggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
“Taylor are you going to pay attention or shall I read what you have just written out loud so everybody may hear?” Mr. Labowski meanly asks.
“Yeah, yeah sorry I will pay attention,” I say.
“Chad” I whisper stupidly silent.
“Huh?”
“What were you gonna ask me?”
“Never mind I don’t remember.”
“Oh yeah, sure!”
“I was gonna ask you if…” he starts asking and then stops.
“What?” I ask.
“Well, it sounds really imprudent.”
“You can tell me anything.”
“Do you like me? I mean like love me?”
12/10/04 9:32 am
Oh my gosh! Chad just asked me if I LOVED him, but I am not really sure. I don’t even know how to say it. What should I do?
“Mr. Labowski?”
“What would you like, Taylor?”
“May I use the restroom?”
“Yes you may, feel free to take as long as you would like.”
12/10/04 10:01 am
I’m just sitting here freaking out in the black, rusty, repulsive bathroom. Why am I not pleased that Chad loves me? Shouldn’t I be? What the heck is wrong with me? I should probably go back now, but why? Maybe people will like me now that Chad loves me, but they also may hate me more because I am stupid and won’t just tell him I love him too? But do I? I hate my life.
BBBBRING! The bell rings particularly loud.
“Shoot, I forgot my book, Do You Love Me?”
As I dart back to biology Chad is sitting there crying his eyes out.
“Why are you crying?” I ask.
“Well, my parents are moving to Missouri, but I was not going to go with them, but now I think I might go because, well what is the point of staying if you don’t love me anyways? If you want me to stay just tell me that you love me and I will.”
“I, I, I”
“Forget it” Chad rudely interrupts.
“Sorry.”
“No you’re not, goodbye Taylor, I will always love you so if you decide that you do love me back, I will be In Missouri, I will be waiting for you.”
“Good, good, goodbye.” I finally choked out.
“Goodbye, I love you sooooooooooo much.”
6 Years Later...
10/13/08 10:32 am
Yes, it is almost time for break; all I have to do is make it through today. What am I going to do over break? I remember Chad, my one love, but I was 15 and stupid, and he was 16 and handsome. I am going to go and tell him my true feelings. He said he would love me forever; I will go and see if forever is over or not.
“Flight 2342 to Missouri.” The load speaker screamed.
That is my flight! I am so nervous, kind of like the time Chad told me his feelings for me. Ahhhhhhhh! I complete writing while taking my seat on the plane.
“You okay?” A tall and handsome guy asked.
“Yeah, yeah I’m good.”
“Why are you going to Missouri?” he asks me as the plane takes off and I can see the beautiful view below.
“Just to find somebody from high school that probably forgot all about me.”
“Weird, that is why I came here, but I couldn’t find her. I went to our high school Colorado high but I never saw her.”
Wait is this Chad I am talking to? Could it be? I hope so! Probably not though, it’s probably just a weird coincidence. I will just ask and see.
“Wait is your name Chad?” Taylor asked this handsome boy as they slowly crash to the Earth’s surface.
My name is Taylor, I am just a tall, skinny as a stick, yet average looking girl. Then there is Chad, the boy I like, he is tall, tan, and handsome.
“Taylor, time for school,” my sister yells at me.
“Coming.”
12/10/04 8:03 am
Awesome, just another day in boring Colorado staring at the most amazing guy in the world, Chad.
“Taylor, come on!” Sarah, my sister screams at me.
“I said I am coming.”
One more year and I can drive! I finish writing and then slam my journal shut.
“Oh my gosh if you are not down here in…,” Sarah starts.
“I’m right here,” I reply cutting her off.
“Great!” Sarah sarcastically said.
First hour is at school, I have biology. As I take my seat I suddenly see girls as hungry as hyenas run in. Then I realize Chad is in my class!
“Maybe Biology won’t be as bad as I thought!” I mumble in the middle of the chaos.
When we get our new seating chart, I notice that Chad and I are lab partners! As I find the nerve to go up and say hi to him, he ignores me and starts walking the opposite way.
12/10/04 8:42 am
What did I do to make him hate me? I know I am not as pretty as all those other girls, but why does he hate me? WHY?
“What are you writing about, nerd?” Chad says.
“Chad, oh nothing, nothing at all. Do you want me to move or something?” I say.
“No, no, no! Umm, could I please just ask you something?” Chad says dreamily.
“Yes, anything!” I say sounding stupid.
BBBBRING, the bell rings‼
12/10/04 8:58 am
Chad was just about to ask me something! What could it be? Does he hate me? Does he love me? Oh my gosh I am sooooooooo nervous. Why did the bell have to ring right when Chad wanted to ask me something? This is so nerve-racking, agggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
“Taylor are you going to pay attention or shall I read what you have just written out loud so everybody may hear?” Mr. Labowski meanly asks.
“Yeah, yeah sorry I will pay attention,” I say.
“Chad” I whisper stupidly silent.
“Huh?”
“What were you gonna ask me?”
“Never mind I don’t remember.”
“Oh yeah, sure!”
“I was gonna ask you if…” he starts asking and then stops.
“What?” I ask.
“Well, it sounds really imprudent.”
“You can tell me anything.”
“Do you like me? I mean like love me?”
12/10/04 9:32 am
Oh my gosh! Chad just asked me if I LOVED him, but I am not really sure. I don’t even know how to say it. What should I do?
“Mr. Labowski?”
“What would you like, Taylor?”
“May I use the restroom?”
“Yes you may, feel free to take as long as you would like.”
12/10/04 10:01 am
I’m just sitting here freaking out in the black, rusty, repulsive bathroom. Why am I not pleased that Chad loves me? Shouldn’t I be? What the heck is wrong with me? I should probably go back now, but why? Maybe people will like me now that Chad loves me, but they also may hate me more because I am stupid and won’t just tell him I love him too? But do I? I hate my life.
BBBBRING! The bell rings particularly loud.
“Shoot, I forgot my book, Do You Love Me?”
As I dart back to biology Chad is sitting there crying his eyes out.
“Why are you crying?” I ask.
“Well, my parents are moving to Missouri, but I was not going to go with them, but now I think I might go because, well what is the point of staying if you don’t love me anyways? If you want me to stay just tell me that you love me and I will.”
“I, I, I”
“Forget it” Chad rudely interrupts.
“Sorry.”
“No you’re not, goodbye Taylor, I will always love you so if you decide that you do love me back, I will be In Missouri, I will be waiting for you.”
“Good, good, goodbye.” I finally choked out.
“Goodbye, I love you sooooooooooo much.”
6 Years Later...
10/13/08 10:32 am
Yes, it is almost time for break; all I have to do is make it through today. What am I going to do over break? I remember Chad, my one love, but I was 15 and stupid, and he was 16 and handsome. I am going to go and tell him my true feelings. He said he would love me forever; I will go and see if forever is over or not.
“Flight 2342 to Missouri.” The load speaker screamed.
That is my flight! I am so nervous, kind of like the time Chad told me his feelings for me. Ahhhhhhhh! I complete writing while taking my seat on the plane.
“You okay?” A tall and handsome guy asked.
“Yeah, yeah I’m good.”
“Why are you going to Missouri?” he asks me as the plane takes off and I can see the beautiful view below.
“Just to find somebody from high school that probably forgot all about me.”
“Weird, that is why I came here, but I couldn’t find her. I went to our high school Colorado high but I never saw her.”
Wait is this Chad I am talking to? Could it be? I hope so! Probably not though, it’s probably just a weird coincidence. I will just ask and see.
“Wait is your name Chad?” Taylor asked this handsome boy as they slowly crash to the Earth’s surface.
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