I am smart and nice.
I winder what the future is like.
I hear a halftime whistle.
I see a soccer ball.
I want to become a professional soccer player.
I am smart and nice.
I pretend to be Messi.
I feel a strength.
I touch a soccer goal.
I worry about my skill.
I cry about my dog.
I am smart and nice.
I understand I can improve.
I say the LDS church is true.
I dream about soccer.
I try to be good.
I hope to be happy.
I am smart and nice.
English
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
Giver
I actually really liked the Giver because, it made me think. It made me think of how much they changed humans and it made me ask the question, "Are they really even human now?" It also made me think of colors and being grateful to see them. The book also made me think of the world and if it was worth it to go into a utopia. Is it worth it to give up your humanity to have a perfect life. Who cares about a perfect life if you can't really even live your life the way you want to. Also I loved the ending which gave us the choice to choose. If you thought he died on the sled, he died. If you thought he lived and got to another community then he lived and is taken care of. It is your choice to choose what happened to him. In all I really liked the book.
Utopias
I think utopias are a bad thing. First of all the more they try to fix us as humans the more they take away from our humanity. Or what makes us human. Like in the Giver's utopia they really don't have feelings so they took away from our emotions. Or our emotional personalitlies that makes every single one of us unique. Also they changed to sameness so they all look the same which takes away their differences that make then unique also. I know this because, at the Ceremony Jonas saw them and they all had the same skin color. Also the utopia took away from their choices. Like the comitee chose all of their occupations, who they are married to, and their children. Another thing taken away from their personalities is that since they can't see color they can't personalize what they look like. All of these things are important parts of life. The utopia takes all of this away to the point of what is the point to living. There wasn't in the story they were just going through daily routines that didn't even matter.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Spaghetti
One day my brother got me from my after school program and the car was smoking. I asked him what was wrong and he said he didn't know. So I got in the car and we drove off. He being just 16 years old thought that he would just try to get home as fast as he could and to roll down the windows to help filter out the smoke. Every second the smoke was getting more intense when we finally got to the house. He locked the doors and ran inside to tell my mom. When he got there he told her that the car was smoking. My mom in turn asked him where I was. Without saying a word they both sprinted out to the car. They unlocked the door and got me out. I was completely covered in soot and smoke. They took me up stairs and I took a bath. While I was cleaning off they called the fire department. They said that the spare battery in the trunk hit the metal part of the roof of the trunk and ignited a fire in the back seat. That night my family had spaghetti and meatballs. It tasted like soot and ever since I have hated it.
Hershey Dog Francis
I have a dog named Hershey Dog Francis. She is a very silly dog and I will tell you a very recent yet funny story about her. One day I got up and I went to play with my foreign exchange student, Carlos. So I got him and asked him to play with a soccer ball downstairs with me. He said yes so we went downstairs and my dog was on the couch. Every time Carlos got the ball and was turned around Hershey would jump down and nip him in the heel. Then after she did that she ran away and hid. We kept playing and whenever I got the ball she didn't care but as soon as Carlos got it she nipped at his heel and ran away. Finally Carlos got mad and chased after her. She ran to my mom and started to whimper and cry and then my mom got mad at Carlos. She stills does it to this day, but at least now my mom knows it isn't Carlos' fault.
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