I have to say that I strongly disagree with that. The attraction to minor sexually is not normal at all. It’s considered as mental illness by many professionals and giving them a second chance is morally wrong. Sexual offenses are way worse than murder because of psychological damages that the child have to endures. With murders, the victims are already dead and the family and friends have to deal with the loss of their loved one while the victim, family, and friends have to deal with the damages that were committed by person that is sick in the head.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Of course you did it evil!
This family was a victim of a problem they could have avoided-a problem that, according to Florida park rangers, hundreds of visitors suffer each year.”Several times a month," ranger Rod Torres of O'Leno State Park said, "people get scared and leave the park in the middle of the night." Those people picked the wrong kind of park to visit. Not that there was anything wrong with the park: The hikers camped next to them loved the wild isolation of it. But it just wasn't the kind of place the couple from New Jersey had in mind when they decided to camp out on this trip through Florida."
There are not many people on this earth that I can say inspire me to achieve my dreams. That is why Ekaterina Gordeeva is so special to me. She inspires me in many ways. Ekaterina Gordeeva inspires me because she is very brave. When she was just a toddler, she began figure skating. She traveled around the world without her parents throughout her entire childhood. Most kids can't stand one hour without their parents. Many times Ekaterina fell during skating , but she always got back up and continued skating. Ekaterina also survived the loss of her husband, Sergei Grinkov, and if that's not bravery I don't know what is. Another way Ekaterina inspires me is she is extremely talented . She started skating at a very early age, and held an Olympic title by the time she turned thirteen. She has won many competitions and is a role model for many young figure skaters trying to follow in her footsteps. She also is a wonderful mother. That alone takes much talent. I also admire Ekaterina Gordeeva because she is such a strong person. The fact that she is still skating after her husband/partner's death is amazing. She had never skated alone in a competition until Sergei's death. She went through tons of mental abuse from Sergei's parents because they blamed her for their son's death. Clearly it is impossible because the doctors assured it was a heart attack. Most importantly, Ekaterina is staying strong for her daughter, Daria. She has to answer Daria's questions about her father, and that must be extremely hard for a widow.
My dog, Romeo, is the best pet anyone could have. He is beautiful and easy to care for.Playing with him is lots of fun. He always takes care of me. There isn't a better pet anywhere.
Romeo is a beautiful tricolor Sheltie. He is mostly black with white and a bit of brown. Caring for him is easy because I simply have to make sure he has fresh water and food every day. I exercise him by throwing his toys. Romeo is a good pet because he is nice looking and doesn't require much care.
Romeo is lots of fun to play with. He loves to play catch. He follows me around the house with a toy and drops it on my foot so I will kick it. He can catch just about anything, but his favorite is chasing a Frisbee. I really have fun playing with Romeo.
I go to City Honors, Im play Varsity Tennis for inglewood, Im a really fun person... I love making funny videos. Im a Dancer. Im a Gonna be Junior this year. Thats pretty much it...
asking Random Questions..
I would tell him that Everyone has potential to hurt someone but the question is, will he/she act on the potentiality of pain. I think there might be a reason he said that and would make sure I find out why. I would try to work it out but I think a brick wall between me and him may form to obscure him from hurting me and that would possibly break up any relationship. Now depending on the person its up to the girl to figure out the worth of her relationship.
Dont act like you dont know me...
I'm an outgoing person I love being in charge of everything. I'm very social and can get a long with anyone. I don't like liars and I laugh a lot. I'm a well-rounded person and I love children. I listen to indie music because its so real, but Sometimes I might listen to some Gaga or Nicki Minaj. I'm very empathetic ,but very blunt. I tend to say whats on my mind because it's just easier that way. I follow the rules and enforce them. I'm really into my school and I might as well be principal. I like to see people for personality rather than looks because I hate plastics. I was voted most popular and class clown two years in a row.. yea explains a lot. overall I'm a leader.:)
The Letter
Love is a strong word and Bunny I"m committed to you and that will never change,so I LOVE YOU <3. I want to meet your family because, I want to be a part of your family and I hope you want to be a part of mine. I Love You , and the love I have for you is something I"ve never experienced in my life. Am I wasting my love,heart,and my time? I hate asking myself that but I just wanna know how you truly feel about me because it's time to open up and my mask has cracked and I want you to see my heart from the inside out and I think it's time that I see yours. I never want to have to question my love for you. Just tell me you love me, show me you love me, and everything else will fall into place. Do we stop here or do we continue on to a happy and prosperous life, honestly its all up to you because now you truly know where I stand but where are you?
Look at me I'm in love
These feelings I feel for you come from deep within my heart and yet I can't help to wonder if you feel the same about me. We've been together for a while now and I can honestly say I"m in love with you. Being in love with someone is like living on a cloud. I'm constantly thinking about you, first person I think of when I wake up and the last person I think of before I go to sleep. Someone who means the world to me and can make me cry because I didnt hear from them for just a day. You make me feel so happy and it's kind of corny but I still get butterflies when our eyes meet or when you kiss me ever so gently. I couldn't live without because I feel like you're my soulmate. The thing is I dont know if you have those same feelings for me. Am i the first person you think of when you wake up? Am i last person you think of when you go to sleep? I really want to know because thats exactly what happens to me. I just don't understand How you can go all day without talking to me. I wish you loved me like I love you. I"m protective of you and I love to know that you're alive but sometimes I get tired of running this relationship and I just wish you would take charge, show me who's boss. Maybe I"m asking for too much??? I don't question our relationship but I do tend to question your actions. I just want you to make me feel special, like I actually mean something in your life. You mean the world to me, I love letting the world know, I can't have a conversation with anyone without your name coming into the conversation. Some people say expressing your feelings is a sign of weakness but I express myself to you because I trust you, but I definitely dont trust other people.
Vacate The Premises
Vacations give you a chance to relax in a comfortable place that would bring you peace of mind.
This vacation would be Ideal because of my love for the fresh know and all the open land. I love waking up in the morning and going going on the deck and watching the deer pranced upon the snow. The snow brings me comfort, because it is a gift from the earth. Snow is the most beautiful natural occurrence that could ever exist. Thats why Kansas,Mo would be the Ideal Vacation.
And where were you.
When I sit alone in the wilderness and brush hands across the leaves , I feel a sense of accomplishment. I don't need much in life but self-confidence and thats definitely keeps me going. The city is place for people who are constantly moving and in action which is the complete opposite the outdoors. The outdoors is similar to a sea, its free and filled with many different adventures and finds. I would definitely recommend you you trying to live in the outdoors, I promise you won't regret it.
I'm a what?!
Several ways a 16 year old can make money might be a difficult question to some but not to me. Ways to make money is to get a job at a retail store. Retail stores are always hiring especially around christmas time , another great way to make money is be a door to door salesmen maybe sell candy or something marketable of that nature. Jobs for teens are limited but you can definitely find one. In order to get a well paying job you should definitely be prepared to work, and work hard. As teens we have to show that we are diligent and responsible because that is the only way we can move up on the ladder of success.
The Herp is extremely deadly
Public health concern that I feel is serious is the Herpes virus. The reason I feel the herpes virus is serious is because the virus can be spread both orally and sexually. This virus spreads fast amongst young adults and is definitely on a rampage today. The herpes virus unfortunately does not have a cure .
The herpes virus is a serious health concern because you never know who has it. Herpes can lie dormant for a year without the host realizing they have it. During that time it can be passed to over five-hundred people.
You Broke IT!
I think our impatience is one of the by-products of living in affluence. Do we really think that we need Jesus to come “into our poor lives”? What sort of poverty does it take to find the love, hope and peace that Jesus can bring? What kind of person is able to wait on God? Can this season help to make me that sort of person? What does God need to do in me to prepare me for his coming into my life and my world?
“Lord, help us to wait, with patience, with longing, for your coming – your coming into our poor lives. As once your people waited, and you came in our midst as a child, to be among us - so help us now to wait, and hope, and love what we wait for: your coming, and your peace.”
London,France,Underpants
When leaving London I was confident of not letting that happen anymore and I have to say I am rather proud to have managed to stay in touch with most. Thanks to technology specially the BlackBerry messenger. What I do feel bad about is not keeping the kids in touch as much. Part of the reason is that Tarana doesn't engage too well on skype. But this does mean that Tarana is losing touch with K, M and S – her first young friends in life. I realized how much I missed having the three of them around Tarana when I saw them in London last month and again when we put up the Christmas tree a few days ago.The three of them have been part of all the Christmas tree decoration evenings over the last three years. For the first time in three years all our decorations were on the top half of the tree. Usually, the highest decoration would be at K's height, the tallest of the three and us adults would re-decorate the tree after the kids had slept – which was after a big energy boost because of excessive ice-cream / desserts, a few arguments between S and the girls on which film to watch and finally three kids sleeping all over each other on a mattress on the floor with the movie still playing on full volume.
Over the years technology has quickly advanced into a multi-billion dollar industry. With the music industry technology has really helped to create a beneficial income for both the artist and the production company. Music first went technical with the radio, being on the radio was a dream for every aspiring artist. The radio was seen as the best piece of technology in the late 1900's and continued to be until the emergence of the walk man.
The walk man was the first portable on demand musical appliance. The walk man was used during exercise or when just talking an evening walk, once again another great musical tool that help spread mew music from person to person.
With the invention of the CD came the CD player, which of course played cds and pretty much replaced the walkman. This created an explosive of this new form of music that was almost a revolutionary ideal.
After the Cd player the Ipod was soon released and the world has never been the same since. The Ipod has killed the radio, cd player, walkman, and cassette player. The ipod being a handheld music machine made by Apple. Ipods can hold up to 65,000 songs and blows all other musical players right out the water.
Chicken Yum
I would let the chicken cook for an hour and a half. I would then prepare the mashed potatoes by placing them in boiling water for a while. Thirty minutes before the chicken is done I would peel the potatoes and mash them. The potatoes will be seasoned with seasoning salt and pepper. Fresh broccoli will be served with the complete dinner.Thats the meal I would make if I could cook for my family.
HA!
It was a warm day at school and everything was going well. I had a small group of friends that consisted of Daisy, Lucilla, Jenae,and me. People would always pick on Lucilla and one day I decided to stick up for her. That was the day when I became really brave. I Told the older kids to leave her alone , they quickly turned towards me and told Lucilla to fight me. She wouldn't fight me so all the gurls decided to jump me. Dido. I thought I was brave and ended up with the short end of the stick.
Whatever it Takes
Littering is the most active environmental problem because it pollutes the Earth. When people litter it floats around the earth for years unless someone else is burden by cleaning it up. Littering a terrible thing to do because it harms the Earth in a way that can not be seen to the naked eye.
Litter is like poison to the earth because it harms the animals and can kill of the agricultural system. California has an active law against littering ,which could result in a $250 fine.
If only I wanted to be a scientist
Carlos Bustamente was born in Lima, Peru in 1951. He graduated with a BA from Universidad Peruana Cayteno Heredo in biology and then continued on to receive his Masters in biochemistry at Universidad Nacional Mayor de San Mareos. He also received his PhD in biophysics from UC-Berkeley, where he is now teaching physics, chemistry, molecular biology and cell biology. Dr. Bustamente has attended several universities and has three labs named after him, because of his research.
Dr. Bustamente works on the physical force behind the functioning and replication of DNA molecules. By using atomic force microscopes and laser tweezers, he and his research group have explained the delicate operations of DNA molecules. He is currently furthering his research at Howard Hughes Medical Institute, where he studies single molecule manipulation.
Carlos Bustamente was elected as an APS Fellow in 1995 and received the Rich-Meyer award in 2005. He is also a member of the National Academy of Science. He is an amazing physicist and is making discoveries that will further science for the entire world.
Adult
When all those paperworks piled up on your desk in the office; the clock struck exactly at 6 in the evening and you are sitting there, working on your task, to be submitted early tomorrow morning. The worst thing that could have happened was, today was the last day of the weekdays and you promised to meet your friends out for a drink at the nearest club. That is adulthood, the career age or what I would call, the day when you wish that you could have gone back to the university life, learning and completing assignments and tutorials and be back home whenever you feel like doing so.
Disregard of commitments and responsibility, everything in the campus was fine to the extent when finals were far beyond imagination. Working is a completely different lives, when you need to think much more than what was needed back in the class, when you need to spend more time analyzing rather than searching for solutions through friends or online, when you need to work overtime to complete unfinished task when you can just copy tutorials and assignment answers from your friends when it due the next morning. The mechanism is not much of a difference between working and studying. It works the same way, but it requires much more commitment and responsibility than mere understanding. Yet, comparing, learning is a forever routine that can never stops. Thus, it is wiser to conclude that, working incorporates learning as well, in other words, studying, self-learning to improve yourself further.
The Manual
PechaKucha 20x20 is a simple presentation format where you show 20 images, each for 20 seconds, on auto-run totalling 6 minutes 40 seconds then sit down. The images forward automatically and you talk along to the images.
PechaKucha Night was devised in Tokyo in February 2003 as an event for young designers to meet, network, and show their work in public. It has turned into a massive celebration, with events happening in hundreds of cities around the world, inspiring creatives worldwide. Drawing its name from the Japanese term for the sound of "chit chat", it rests on a presentation format that is based on a simple idea: 20 images x 20 seconds. It's a format that makes presentations concise, and keeps things moving at a rapid pace.
Average
Are you an average person?
Looking for an average relationship?
Looking to think like an average person?
Responding like the average person when your expectations are not fulfilled?
You cannot live an average life and expect extraordinary results. The longer we Hold Back and stay in our comfort zone, the longer we continue to surround ourselves with averageness.
Tragedy
I was asleep and I felt my phone vibrating. I looked at the time and thought, “That must some friends cracking jokes, they always do” , and I slept. I ignored the call.
Then, morning came and I saw the message and I felt my blood go cold. I was unable to move, to talk…There was no reaction. The only thing I felt was this shivering and an emptiness.
The guy was a friend. We did not talk often. Actually, we talked very rarely. But I knew him and even if I did not know him totally and that we were not that close, I knew him!! And he was dead!!
It’s not like he was sick or had an accident or something. He was snatched from his life. Yeah, just snatched, deprived. By who? By a sick pervert who found it “exciting” to watch two kids, yeah kids, kissing.
Tell me, did Cedric had to die because he was living the normal life of a 17 years old? Did his girlfriend deserve to be raped because they were simply enjoying their holidays?
I do not think so and I’m sure none of you do.
So, to the monster who did that, I hope you get the life sentence and that you rot in hell. And I hope that till your last breath, you see the face of the boy you killed. And everyday of your life, just think about the hopes and dreams you destroyed on that beach.
I Speak Spanish, But I Speak BS Better
Marshall and I enjoy breakfast almost every day at Alfa Diner (“Danny’s”) on Parkdale Avenue. There is a beautiful assortment of patrons, many of whom we know by name, and look forward to seeing each morning.
Today was a fulgent, sunny day in Ottawa. Clear blue sky, shimmering snow on the ground—it was brilliant. So brilliant, I had to wear shades. Sunshine in December. Much appreciated around these parts.
A new couple arrived just as we were sipping our last few drops of coffee. They were older, maybe late 60s. I quietly assumed they had been together—married—for many years. Comfortable with each other. Maybe a little toocomfortable.
At least I still have my dignity
I just finished watching conference. It was great. My kids stayed pretty quiet and reverent for small children! I have a new church calling. I am the youth sports director in addition to my other YW calling. I guess this stake gets really into sports. We have coed softball coming up. James' sister Katee decided to get married in 1 week. I am helping her make a dress, get her man a suit, figure a cake out, flowers, all those things. James and I are standing up with them. Hope all goes well! We LOVE the weather now days. We play outside all day long. I know I'm jumping around, but I have limited Internet access. I cant remember what else I wanted to say. TTFN
APril!
April Gardner has been a military brat, missionary's kid, and military spouse. After 21 years in various countries overseas, April happily resides in Georgia with her USAF husband. A home school mom, she fills her mornings talking fractions and phonics with her two sweet kiddos. In her free time, April enjoys reading, gardening, and DIY. In no particular order, she dreams of owning a horse, visiting all the national parks, and speaking Italian.
Jumping In!
On the frontier, Adela McGirth’s life is simple, rugged, and exactly to her liking. Her greatest concern is whether to marry the settlement’s most eligible young officer. When a distant war among the Natives spills over into a nearby skirmish, life takes a perilous turn. Deep in enemy territory Adela must choose between the man she loves and a baby that has yet to be born; will she be strong enough to wait on God's provision?
A peace-loving yet loyal Creek warrior, Totka is forced to align with the extremist Red Stick faction whose purpose is to eradicate the Whites from Creek soil. In the midst of battle, Totka is assigned to protect those he is expected to hate--and kill. Life was simpler before his enemy became a beautiful face with a quiet strength and dignity he cannot resist.
Having lived a life plagued with death and loss, Zachariah McGirth is a man on a mission - he'll have his revenge or die trying. Blinded by grief, he can't see his way clear of yet another tragedy. Why has God taken everything from him...or has He?
Listen..Damn!
Looking back, as I'm wont to do at this time of year, I see a handful of shows for which I never created a review.
Figure I'd fill the down time over the winter by revisiting those concerts.
For reasons I can't explain I never got around to doing a report on this show. It was at my favourite venue and it was excellent beyond expectations. I went only to hear Whole of the Moon and Fisherman's Blues and came away with an undying respect for Mike Scott's performance skills.
I like to study the bands I'm going to see in detail. Either they are new and the interweb has given me access to all they've done, or they've been around awhile and I'm familiar with their catalogue. This band falls into neither category for me. The two songs above are excellent, and pretty well the full scope of my exposure. That's something I should correct.
Redo
Looking back, as I'm wont to do at this time of year, I see a handful of shows for which I never created a review.
Figure I'd fill the down time over the winter by revisiting those concerts.
Coming Soon: Tragically Hip, Arctic Monkeys, Joan Armatrading, Bruce Springsteen and more!
We'll start with The Waterboys.
For reasons I can't explain I never got around to doing a report on this show. It was at my favourite venue and it was excellent beyond expectations. I went only to hear Whole of the Moon and Fisherman's Blues and came away with an undying respect for Mike Scott's performance skills.
I like to study the bands I'm going to see in detail. Either they are new and the interweb has given me access to all they've done, or they've been around awhile and I'm familiar with their catalogue. This band falls into neither category for me. The two songs above are excellent, and pretty well the full scope of my exposure. That's something I should correct.
My Experience
Everybody around here has gone World Cup Crazy! Even people (like me) who really don't follow soccer too much..well, when I put it that way, does ANYBODY in America truly follow soccer? (they should, btw..)
This morning, Seoul-girl and I turned on the Korea-Argentina game. Poor things, the Koreans aren't doing so well in the World Cup. She hasn't wanted to watch any of it but on this game, she was glued.
When I asked her why she looked at me with an 'As IF!' look and simply stated, "Mommy, My heart will always be with Korea.."
sigh.
I love her simple, innocent heart so much, I really, really do.
And actually, I have to agree with her.
Inside My Thoughts
We were on our way to the orphanage to meet Ayantu for the first time ever. Our driver, Sami, stopped at the orphanage's main office off campus so that we could first meet Ayantu's Birth Mom, Rahel. When we got to the office, Rahel wasn't there yet so we all sat down. We allowed the two gals travelling with us to sit in on the meeting. Within a few minutes the door to the office opened and in walked this beautiful young woman with a chartreuse, velvet dress on. She would only look down at her shoes and I knew in an instant that it was her. Through the translators we were introduced and given the opportunity to ask her questions. I began to get nervous but sat down right beside her and then clutched Brian's hand. We started by thanking her for the hard privilege she was giving us in raising her beautiful daughter. And then we asked why she chose her name. Rahel commented that the name was actually chosen for her. She went into labor with Ayantu in the village she was cleaning. The people that helped deliver Ayantu picked her name and Rahel stuck with it. It means "a gift from God" in the Oromo dialect of Amharic.
Life has definitely changed. Ayantu has been home with us for over 6 months. Crazy. And we also moved into a new home about 2 blocks south of where we used to live. We absolutely love the new house. It's a little bit bigger and the girls have their own rooms. Ayantu loves to give people a tour of the house and show them "Tu-Tu's" room! So cute.
Ayantu's language has grown exponentially over the past several weeks. She's so funny too, when she says a new word that she has never spoken before. She gasps for air like it's the biggest thing next to sliced cheese and then waits for our praise! Here are a few of her newest words/phrases: "Petey time-out, Sissy come, time for numa num [food], I wanna come with you, Daddy at work body shop [that's one of my favorites]! Ayantu is signed up for pre-school this fall and will be going in the mornings two days a week. She has also grown up in terms of her ability to be separated from me. At church, she crys for about 1 minute when we drop her off and then plays the rest of the time. When we pick her up from her Sunday School class her response has been "mama, I had fun at church. I played with Lula [one of her Ethiopian friends]. And when it comes to hanging out with Daddy when I'm at work...it's safe to say without exaggerating that she adores him. She jumps on Brian, asks him to rock her like a baby, chases him, and loves it when he tickles her. I am so blessed to see their relationship completely change since she's been home.
The next 4 weeks will be interesting with getting ready for back to school and preparing for Sahara's 6th Birthday. When I think about Sahara turning 6 already and going into the first grade I want to grab right on to her and make her stop growing. God's got stuff for this kid to do and we can't wait to find out what it's going to be. Her heart is so good and she has a genuine passion for learning about God, who He is, how He made everything and most recently the details of heaven. Sahara keeps me on my toes!!
Lost in the Mind Of Others
Another week and we would have spent six months in Nairobi. Time has gone by incredibly fast and it's been so much easier to settle in because of all the friends and family visiting us over the past few months.
The world, or at least my view of it, has changed so much since I was young. I moved around from Naval Base to Naval Base all my growing years and though I enjoyed making new friends everywhere I went it also meant that I lost friends every time I moved. There was no email, facebook, picassa or blogs to help us keep in touch. For a couple of months after moving I would exchange letters with some of the 'good friends' but the number of letters exchanged would reduce drastically with time and what remained were vivid memories and photographs.
When leaving London I was confident of not letting that happen anymore and I have to say I am rather proud to have managed to stay in touch with most. Thanks to technology specially the BlackBerry messenger. What I do feel bad about is not keeping the kids in touch as much. Part of the reason is that Tarana doesn't engage too well on skype. But this does mean that Tarana is losing touch with K, M and S – her first young friends in life. I realized how much I missed having the three of them around Tarana when I saw them in London last month and again when we put up the Christmas tree a few days ago.
The three of them have been part of all the Christmas tree decoration evenings over the last three years. For the first time in three years all our decorations were on the top half of the tree. Usually, the highest decoration would be at K's height, the tallest of the three and us adults would re-decorate the tree after the kids had slept – which was after a big energy boost because of excessive ice-cream / desserts, a few arguments between S and the girls on which film to watch and finally three kids sleeping all over each other on a mattress on the floor with the movie still playing on full volume.
I do miss all the adults around the Christmas tree too. It was a full house this week with the two Robins and R's parents but not half as much enthusiasm as my fun girl friends. Putting decorations up on the tree always bring back memories – of my first Christmas with Robin in Delhi, Khan market and D&F; of P and the red star he got us – the only good memory of the worst house in which we spent our first three months in London; of S and P who made all the London Christmas three decorations so much fun.
Tradition, Maybe!
In case you can't read the sign, it says - Please BOW BEFORE you enter your backroom.
Quite obvious that this sign is put up by a Japanese company although I do not understand why they request that their staff bow before they enter the backroom. Who or what are they supposed to bow to? The Gods of Supplies? The resident ghoul of the storeroom?
Anyway, for the few minutes that I stood there trying to sneak a shot, a few staff walked in and they seem to ignore the sign on the door. Oh well, I guess rules are meant to be broken, huh?
He Follows the Weak!
As our Matthew study moves forward, the questions have been posed for discussion via Facebook: "Have you been judged? Have you judged others?" Ah. There was a lengthy silence from those tagged (who typically speak up and willingly weigh in on any topic). Finally, someone bravely spoke up. The thread progressed as ladies weighed in on how they would define judgment before one piped up to talk about how her thoughts were something she was glad others couldn't hear. I could almost see her cringing.
My response to her willingness to admit to what is also an issue for me was one typed and deleted several times as I gave consideration to what judgment is. Someone suggested that it is forming an opinion of someone else without knowing their circumstances, but that's not quite what I think. I'm not certain what it is, but I think judgment is assigning guilt or innocence. I think it assigns or assumes motive. That's treacherous ground to walk as it is defined by personal perception and experience. Those sorts of thoughts damage my relationships with other people and ultimately with God, but the underlying attitudes must change for my thoughts to become honoring to God. Worse, when I open my mouth giving form to those words, I become a contagion of pride and sin.
Simply seeing that I need to avoid the assignment of motivation to others helps shed light on why it is crushing to be wrongly assigned motives. Just as those who judged me harshly could not see my heart, I cannot know what's going on in someone else's head. I can choose to seek an attitude of compassion when I suspect sinful motives. Compassion does not hold it's head high in the face of anyone's sin. That is a place from which I can look out on the world with eyes reflective of God's mercy in sending Christ for all the wrong-headed, sinful people like me.
Still Human
There's an old song with a line that says, "I am a passenger, and I ride and I ride." At the moment, there's a familiarity to the rider in the song who is observing the world as it speeds along outside the windows. Not that I realized that I was observing anything specific. Last Spring, Walker and I completed a 10K to benefit the homeless shelter in our city. It was a first experience with any such event, and the planner's mind was fascinated by how it differed and was similar to the sorts of events that have fallen within a planning experience that previously ranged from meetings to parties to conferences. That's organizer's eye is usually watching, even if it is subconscious. That eye took in the details around the big kids' Cross Country season and the annual elementary school fun run fundraiser this year, too.
It was the idea behind the 5K Evan and Katie ran to benefit the school in Uganda a couple of weeks ago that brought the images that had been collecting into increasingly sharper focus. The similarities between Reach Out Honduras and the group to benefit from the event were enough to gain my full attention. The day the kids ran, I was fully present cheering them on, but each aspect of the race was being cataloged in my mind (and with the more objective camera) for later consideration. Research and online requests followed as the idea of such an event to benefit Reach Out Honduras ministry and increase familiarity with the name and needs of tiny Puerto Lempira. Last week, a meeting with one of the organizers of the established event that Walker and I participated in earlier this year yielded the incredible opportunity to observe in meetings as the team prepares for their 2011 event. Tomorrow, there will be a meeting with the organizer of the smaller Fun Run for the Ugandan school. There will be a more balanced perspective between the two similar yet disparate groups and events as well as growing knowledge of contacts, important details, and the dreaded what-not-to-do that usually is only revealed through those twins Trial and Error.
The ROH Board has not yet voted on the idea of a fun run. The full proposal is coming together, and one member is seeking leads within our community for potential corporate sponsors to help determine feasibility. It's challenging to know that for less than $100 a family in Puerto Lempira could receive a chicken coop with two chickens and their own garden to provide ongoing sources of nutrition. The funds that could pay for those items pale in comparison to the overall costs of race-related items. That was a difficult thought, but after praying about it, I believe sponsors who would want their business logo on a t-shirt or banner to help put on a running event in our local community are looking at a marketing expense for their company. That may represent a different group than those who would choose to give directly to the humanitarian programs that Reach Out Honduras hopes to administer as a testimony to Christ's love.
It's not yet certain if I'm just riding along checking out the scenery in passing. Or if I'm headed for a transfer that could require recognizing the route along which others have already traveled. Despite feeling insufficient to the task at hand, I know that God's infinite power and grace are more than enough to take those on board far beyond the limitations of the horizon in view. The trepidation is not a lack of faith, or worry over the unknown. It is simply the waiting that comes as one moves toward a destination wondering "Are we there yet?"
Listening to the sound of an irregular heart beat
sigh*Our family endured almost a year of separation while the Boy was "away" for his freshman year in high school. It was a bit like what has been described in amputees as a "phantom limb" where one can feel a limb that is no longer present after an amputation. Still, there was more joy in the reattachment of our missing limb to the family body last Summer for having come through the time of separation.
The week before the girls and I left for Honduras, a phone call came as I sat with a friend in the hospital waiting for medical tests on her son. The call was one of the few that could have taken me from her side at that moment. Our son was in trouble at school, and we were being notified of an In School Suspension. Oh.but.no. Stomach clenched into a hard, cold knot and mind numb I phoned the people who have authority over our son thanks to his previous poor choices to ask what would come next. Listening to the instructions, the grief carefully walled away long enough to briefly explain to my friend why I would leave in her time of need. The drive north was uneventful, or at least unnoticed. I pulled into the driveway, and the Boy climbed into the Mom Mobile. As we drove, I fielded phone calls from the various people who have the power to dictate our lives based on our son's choices.
The meeting we attended yielded several results. I was instructed to go to Honduras. To keep plans made with our daughters. To hold our family together as it splintered again. The mister would remain home over Thanksgiving not for the Guys' Week anticipated with the Boy, but alone. Home alone in the house we chose to provide our family with a fresh start. The place we chose for our Boy to come home to... The Boy was to be returned to his previous housing.
Yesterday, I sat waiting. Our advisor was on vacation, and the Boy's provider was not present. Nothing would be resolved. I received approval for a "pass" that will enable us to wait until next week to hear The Boy's fate decreed by those who seek to help him. We pray for him, we miss him, and we wait for him to realize his potential. Most of all, we love him. It is expected that he will be taken further away this time. A year of him across town produced a constant awareness that he was just out of reach. The delight and the strain of having him home was a challenge, but worthwhile. Having him torn away again is a grief that I cannot quite give myself over to while we are as yet unsettled.
Excited
I really am in love with my iPhone 4! I got mine few days ago. Really, I got it at a really good deal because I just trade my 3G and get iPhone 4 at half price so I just paid hundred bucks for it. Since I have contract with AT&T so it was extended for other two years which is fine with me plus my contract was grandfathered so I don't have to pay the new rates for the same plan that I use.
I made a VRS (Video Relay Service) call to my mom and I was so awestruck by the video quality and how I can talk to my mom smoothly! What I am really thrilled about is that I can send my friends here in USA and Australia a video message via text. Which makes it much easier to communicate with other people! Kudos to Apple for FaceTime!It's so neat to be able to communicate with friends 8000 miles away on other side of the Earth much quicker.
Opening up
I have been meaning to write this post for while but things got bit busy with school, work, and life. I swear that going school and work full-time sure can suck all energy out of me easily! It seems like I just want to sleep nonstop for a week or so. That actually sounds like a good idea to me! I skipped the class today because I HAVE to sleep otherwise I will be unable to function properly at the work tonight but at the same time I feel bad because I really enjoy going to this class!
Anyway, this post is about sexual offenders and my feelings/opinions about them. You can stop reading if you want because it’s an unpleasant topic for many people…
I was reading a post that was written by person that I know and I have to say that I was left with unpleasant feelings.
Few parts that really bothered me are that the offenders should be given a second chance to function as member of the society, the registry is invasion of offenders’ privacy, and that they can be rehabilitated. I will break my response in two parts since there’s two parts.
The blog brought up the idea that people who imposed themselves on minor sexually should be given a second chance because they are human beings that are struggling with attraction to the minor in sexual nature. I have to say that I strongly disagree with that. The attraction to minor sexually is not normal at all. It’s considered as mental illness by many professionals and giving them a second chance is morally wrong. Sexual offenses are way worse than murder because of psychological damages that the child have to endures. With murders, the victims are already dead and the family and friends have to deal with the loss of their loved one while the victim, family, and friends have to deal with the damages that were committed by person that is sick in the head.
Waiting
A lot of us aren’t “into” observing Advent. If we're honest with ourselves, we don’t want the rhythm of our lives dictated by the Christian calendar. We’re so busy with our Christmas shopping and other activities that Advent as a Christian observance feels like an intrusion or, at best, a waste of time. We really don’t think that we can set aside some time each day for prayer and reflection, especially at this time of the year.
I recently read this Advent prayer: “Lord, help us to wait, with patience, with longing, for your coming – your coming into our poor lives. As once your people waited, and you came in our midst as a child, to be among us - so help us now to wait, and hope, and love what we wait for: your coming, and your peace.” The prayer seemed oddly anachronistic, out of place in contemporary American society. We are all about instant everything. We become agitated and even angry if a business makes us wait. And that carries over into our personal relationships. We can’t stand a person who makes us wait.
I think our impatience is one of the by-products of living in affluence. Do we really think that we need Jesus to come “into our poor lives”? What sort of poverty does it take to find the love, hope and peace that Jesus can bring? What kind of person is able to wait on God? Can this season help to make me that sort of person? What does God need to do in me to prepare me for his coming into my life and my world?
“Lord, help us to wait, with patience, with longing, for your coming – your coming into our poor lives. As once your people waited, and you came in our midst as a child, to be among us - so help us now to wait, and hope, and love what we wait for: your coming, and your peace.”
Come to close to Perfect
I know, I know, it has been a while since my last letter, but I have really good excuses this time. The past week and a half have been the best of times and the worst of times. Here I will give you the short version of what has been going on:
Saturday after Thanksgiving, I had that weird tummy ache. Well, it turned into a full blown stomach flu come early Tuesday morning. I experienced pain in my abdomen that was unreal. I started throwing up at 3:40 am and then Shaeler joined me in the puking fest at 5:30 am. The two of us laying in the family room, watching movies and each having their own pink puke bucket is quite the image to remember. Brian did the best he could to help, but had to leave for work and so we had to fend for ourselves. It took Shae 2 hours to bounce back to her normal self. As for me, I felt normal again come Friday.
So, Friday I decided to slam out most of my Christmas Shopping. I was all over the valley early in the morning, running as fast as I could. I had to buy a computer from a lady the night before, so I stopped at my work to drop the computer off. As I was loading the computer onto the elevator, I caught the door with my foot so I could get the rest of my stuff and myself in. As the doors closed, they stopped with a 3 inch gap and nothing happened. I pressed the buttons and tried to open the door manually but I was trapped. The anxiety that took over was unbelievable. I started to panic. I pushed the help button and called the alarm system. I luckily had my cell phone so I called upstairs to my office and cried for someone to come help me. I then curled up in a ball and cried until my co-workers were able to get the doors open. I am EXTREMELY claustrophobic and that was really nothing. But it got to me and and I freaked out.
Today is just another Day!
So, when you combine two of my favorite things that make me happy, it obviously appeals to me. The Sandlot is a movie about a boy that moves to a new town. The boy is smart, gets good grades, and does not play sports, nor does he talk about or watch them. His worried mother sends him out to make friends. He stumbles onto a baseball field, and he sees some other boys there playing. The boy, named Smalls, embarrasses himself when he attempts to throw back the baseball that rolled over by his foot. He revealed his ignorance to the sport, and the other boys laughed at him. He ran home in melancholy. Another day, he was asked to go play with them by one of the boys, names Bennie, who helped him catch and throw. Smalls did well that day, and was invited to participate every day. By this time, he was accepted by the other guys as well.Smalls became better and better, and hung out with them more and more. They all went through a lot of things together. One day, Bennie knocked the cover off of the only baseball that they had. Smalls went home to get a ball to play with, and grabbed one from his stepfather’s trophy case that was signed by Babe Ruth, not knowing its worth. He ended up hitting it into a yard for his first homerun. Unfortunately, that yard was patrolled by the Beast, who, according to the boys, was the biggest meanest dog ever. The guys put their heads together to figure out a way to get it back, but they came up with nothing.Bennie had a dream in which Babe Ruth told him to just hop over the fence and get it. The next day, he did so, and ended up being chased around the neighborhood by the Beast. He finally won the battle, but the dog became injured in the struggle, and, despite their fear, the boys helped him, and Smalls lead the way. The boys, the dog, and the dog’s master all ended up friends.This is my favorite movie because it had a good storyline, good characters, and, of course, it had to do with baseball. Also, the place where they played, named The Sandlot, is like a dream come true for me; I always wanted to be able to walk to a field and play a pick-up game with my friends. Despite my main reason for loving this film, which is the baseball references, I would recommend this film to others. It has a good plot and is a great family film.
Listen to Me!
Understanding and knowledge are two reasonably similar words. Although they do not sound similar, nor do they look similar, their definitions are similar. They both have to do with your brain, and getting something into that brain. However, they also have differences. Understanding is the capacity for rational thought or inference or discrimination. This means that understanding is the space in your brain for learning. Another definition for understanding is the cognitive conditionof someeone who understands. This, in summary, means "the act of understanding". Knowledge is the psychological result of perception and learning and reasoning. Synonyms of the word "knowledge" are cognition and noesis. So, knowledge is something you know. Everything that you learn is stored in your understanding. This shows the specific relationship between understanding and knowledge. Although they are similar, they do have differences.
A friend is a Friend
I was talking to my friend Tenley. She’s my twin’s girlfriend. We have a common hobby…messing with Kaleb, my twin. Tenley and I came up with a plan that we think would be considered EPIC and I want to know what you think of the plan. And don’t worry. Kaleb is easily fooled. This is planned to be executed whenever I go to North California. Here’s the plan: The objective is to make Kaleb feel like he’s 5 years into the future. Tenley is going to make him pass out by bringing a snake to him (He’s terrified of snakes). He’ll be passed out for a few hours. Tenley and Kaleb’s family and friends will help in switching around the furniture in the house and mainly change his brother’s room to make it seem like he went off to college. His other siblings will be on a “vacation.” When he wakes up from his “coma”, he’ll see Tenley and myself (maybe some of his family). My backstory will be that Tenley cried and told me that he was in a coma. I wanted to see him, but I had no money. So his family paid for me to get there. We’ll go on with this prank for the whole day. Will create a 2016 calendar, make up a fake newspaper (WWIII, President Hilary Clinton, etc.), and other things that are out of the ordinary. When he goes to sleep, everything will be changed back to normal. When he wakes up, he’ll think it was all a dream and Tenley will convince him that it was a dream. Then later that day, I’ll just show up at the house to make him go crazy. What do you think? Do you think it’s bulletproof? Do you think there’s anything stopping this plan from being executed? Would you like to add something on? Please let me know.
Creations
Once upon a time there was a little blue turtle who liked to eat little blue crabs and moonbathed every once in a blue moon. One day he came upon a secret pond and claimed it for himself. He became cruel and cold hearted as greed entered his little heart and he made sure no one else swam in his little pond. Later on that year a mysterious wolf-fox-weasel thingy that happened to be a ghost with a missing eye and quiet possibly near-sighted in the one good eye and also a carrier for turrets, came to the pond in search of a fun time so that he could forget about the terrible day he had had at work, what with the live wolf-weasel-monkey thingys making fun saying how he never accomplished anything in his life or afterlife. He came to the edge of the pond and Walter (the name the turtle had had legally changed to after a lawsuit with the families of some forgotten blue crustateans) appeared."can I play with u" asked Icoxis (the pen name of the fox in his former life when he was a small-time writer, despite the fact his co-workers felt small time meant starving artist or "no good"). And Walter said no."fine" Icoxis said. He picked Walter up and shook him around furiously."that's for teasing me at work and not letting me play and always stealing my morning oatmeal out of the company fridge on Wednesdays and taking my Lunch money" he yelled as he took his anger out on Walter...then ate him. The end
Forgiving
Sometimes you make me wanna cry when you have nothing to say. I think you are the best person in the world, honestly, but do you feel the same about me? Love is a strong word and Bunny I"m committed to you and that will never change,so I LOVE YOU <3. I want to meet your family because, I want to be a part of your family and I hope you want to be a part of mine. I Love You , and the love I have for you is something I"ve never experienced in my life. Am I wasting my love,heart,and my time? I hate asking myself that but I just wanna know how you truly feel about me because it's time to open up and my mask has cracked and I want you to see my heart from the inside out and I think it's time that I see yours. I never want to have to question my love for you. Just tell me you love me, show me you love me, and everything else will fall into place. Do we stop here or do we continue on to a happy and prosperous life, honestly its all up to you because now you truly know where I stand but where are you?
Love Always,
Kantazhia Thomas
Interesting Enough
hese feelings I feel for you come from deep within my heart and yet I can't help to wonder if you feel the same about me. We've been together for a while now and I can honestly say I"m in love with you. Being in love with someone is like living on a cloud. I'm constantly thinking about you, first person I think of when I wake up and the last person I think of before I go to sleep. Someone who means the world to me and can make me cry because I didnt hear from them for just a day. You make me feel so happy and it's kind of corny but I still get butterflies when our eyes meet or when you kiss me ever so gently. I couldn't live without because I feel like you're my soulmate. The thing is I dont know if you have those same feelings for me. Am i the first person you think of when you wake up? Am i last person you think of when you go to sleep? I really want to know because thats exactly what happens to me. I just don't understand How you can go all day without talking to me. I wish you loved me like I love you. I"m protective of you and I love to know that you're alive but sometimes I get tired of running this relationship and I just wish you would take charge, show me who's boss. Maybe I"m asking for too much??? I don't question our relationship but I do tend to question your actions. I just want you to make me feel special, like I actually mean something in your life. You mean the world to me, I love letting the world know, I can't have a conversation with anyone without your name coming into the conversation. Some people say expressing your feelings is a sign of weakness but I express myself to you because I trust you, but I definitely dont trust other people.
The Machine
An individual of another individual, multiply that by ten now its a trend
The trends fed to us by the media , because they feed off our failure
Feed off our pockets, and overcharge us for things thats took them ten cents to make,gimme a break
Sold your soul to the Devil,the one eyed monster, the laughing machine
Tight jeans between our legs and stretchy fabric that binds our breast
Giving in to the Money hungry Machine, making you an individual of another individual fiend
Give us a diagnosis ,hypnosis when we ever try to break free from this on going routine
Then tell our mothers and fathers we have fallen victim to ADHD
The Machine ,The Fiend ,And The HIV
Did I Fail to mention they advertise this disease
Sex Young, no protection,life long regrets, and loss expectations
Dont be an individual of another individual fiend, feeding in to money hungry machine
Do yourself a favor and just be free.
Life Sucks Without Mr.Techy
Modern life without computers would be the day that anarchy for millions around the world. Because we rely so much on the computer to do our day to bases we have become a society that has become purely lazy and sometimes unable to function properly.About 99.2 percent of people all around the world are using computers. 36.2 percent of people using Internet explore, 46.3 percent using FireFox , 10.8 percent using Google chrome, 3.7percent using Safari, and 2.2 percent using opera. With those percents you can see that having or using a computer has become very popular. A world without computers would be like stepping back into the olden years when you had women at work having kids and the men out in the working world. That is a world we look to when we don't see computers. Computers have been the thing that we hold we so highly up on our pedestal of importance in our our lives. Without computers in our lives it would be very hard some people to communicate with others in their family. That would be the biggest thing for everyone if their were no computers in the modern world. We would be forced to talk to the people we try to avoided on a day to day bases.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Essay #4
There are many large families that include more than six children; there are also many small families that include only one or two children. But nowadays, there are more and more people who are sticking to having only two or one children in their family. Many believe that having smaller families is actually better than having a large family. Although they always seem to paint the perfect picture, smaller families are not better than larger families, because the larger families have a better chance at at least two of their children turning out successful, while smaller families have a lesser chance.Even though having a small family may seem very appealing because there are fewer children, it would not be an advantage. It would not be an advantage because if your one kid dies, you would not have that child anymore that was supposed to be successful and live a long life. If you had a big family, you would not have to worry about that little dilemma. Let us say that you had six children. You would be able to count on at least two or three children out of the six to be successful and live a long life. Larger families are less prone to a child being unloved at home. They would have multiple siblings that they could go to for help, more children to play with, and less time being lonely. Being loved would help a child be more confident in himself or herself, so they would have support behind them in what they chose to become, therefore a better chance at success. Even though the parents of a smaller family still can love their child, they would not have as big as a support team as a larger family.I am from a large family myself, even though it is not exactly six children. There are a total of five children (one boy and four girls). Even though we usually argue and call each other names almost every day, we still all love each other. We play with each other, are never lonely in the house, and we could go to each other for help if we needed it. Both my two older sisters are currently in college and my parents support them all of the way. This is just a prime example that at least two in my family right now might become successful in my family.In conclusion, large families are better than larger families. Even though smaller families may seem better because of less people, it is not. There would be a fewer chance for them to become successful in their life and for them to live longer. Larger families have the advantage of a larger love to be shared throughout the siblings and parents. The children would be less lonely because they would have their siblings for company. I believe that we should all get the idea into our mind that larger is better in family matters.
Political
If you want to end a relationship the best thing to do will be to try and talk to the person in a civilized manner to end things in a good way. You have to let that person know immediately how it is that you feel and express to them everything that it is that you feel. This will be sort of difficult to certain people to do because they may not know how to express themselves. If that is the case then you can simply send a blunt text or a wordy text ending the relationship with your boyfriend or girlfriend. Another thing to end a relationship will be to simply avoid that person or just tell them "you know what this isn't working out anymore so this has to come to an end." Don't be wishy washy, thinking to let the other person down easy. Hold strong, you have already made your decision. This does not need to be dramatic, escalating event. Ending a relationship on the phone is acceptable and even recommended in some cases. If your ex is prone to outburst, violence, or manipulative behaviors, this is much safer and prevents the dumpee from the embarrassment of having you watch his or torment.
My home
In a house with more than one kid, there are bound to be some problems. Brothers and sisters borrow stuff, and don't always return it in top condition. Younger kids sometimes feel like the older kids get to do whatever they want. Older brothers and sisters think that the baby of the family gets more attention. These are typical problems found throughout the ages, everywhere in the world. When brothers and sisters don't get along, it's called sibling rivalry. A sibling is a brother or sister and rivalry means competition. It's normal, but too much competition can make for an unhappy home life. Some sibling rivalry involves arguing, like when you think your brother is hogging the ball. People who love each other might argue sometimes, but too much fighting is unpleasant for everyone. It may make you feel better to focus more on doing your own personal best, rather than comparing yourself with a brother or sister. All kids want attention from their parents, but sometimes you need to take turns. If you're feeling ignored or like your sibling is always in the spotlight, talk to your mom or dad. If a parent knows you're feeling left out, together you can figure out ways to help you feel better again. Take a deep breath and think a bit. Try to figure out if you are angry with the person or just frustrated with the situation. Remind yourself that you have special talents. Your sister may have won an art contest, but you might be better at basketball, or math, or singing.
To create
Everyone has a certain fruit or vegetable, which they truly dislike. A lot of people dislike green vegetables for some apparent reason. Yes, vegetables are healthy for you but I can't help it if they taste disgusting again. The vegetable that I truly dislike are peas. Now I know that peas are supposed to be "healthy" for you but I think they are the most disgusting thing in the world. I have tried to like peas on multiple occasions but for some reason my tongue finds them absolutely repulsive. Even if I do not see a pea in my food my tongue will find it and send a red flad to my brain saying, "YUCK!!!." What make me even more angry is when peas are put into fried rice. Someone has now ruined perfectly good fried rice by adding those disgusting round green vegetable to it.
Today
Do you want your community to be a better place to live? Don’t just sit back and wait for it to happen. Get involved. Take action. Don’t just sit back and wait for your community to get better by itself. You need to get involved. Find out what you can do to make it a better place to live. Attend community meetings and put your two cents in. Volunteer your time, energy, money and yourself. If there is a park clean up day, volunteer to help. Volunteer to help local businesses or homes clean graffiti off walls. Get a group of people together and pick up trash on the streets or in planters on the side of the road in your community. Pick up the trash at local parks or on local beaches. Volunteer at your local soup kitchen or homeless shelter. Get to know your neighbors. Know the people who live around you. Building a strong community is a team effort. You can’t do it all on your own. So get to know your neighbors and make it a goal to make your community a better place to live. Support your local leaders. Get involved with volunteering at campaign time. You can also volunteer during election time. Get to know the people that are running your town. Be sure to research and become educated on prospective candidates and issues to be voted on. When it comes time to vote, turn your ballot in. You can also sign up for absentee vote if you are unable to make it to the voting site. Start a neighborhood watch. Keep your community safe by starting neighborhood watches. The members of the community will get involved and look out for one another. If there are suspicious looking people or suspicious activity in one’s neighborhood, local crime enforcement is contacted. Neighbors look out for each other to keep their neighborhoods safe. Be patient. Realize that making your community a better place to live will not happen overnight. It will take time, energy and money to get the job done. Remember, don’t sit back and wait for it to happen. You have to get involved!
Journey
" Do you think it is a godd idea to wait til the next gas station to pump gas?", questioned Giselle. "Of course GG the next gas station is only a few miles away, so your car will hold," said Alex. "OK mister we better make it to Arcata, I really want to visit Humboldt State," replied Giselle. As they traveled further down the road GG, from the distance saw a sign. It said ' Arcata 100 miles away and next fueling station 100 miles away'. Giselle with astonishment turns to Alexander and says, " I'm going to have a panic attack." Alexander questioning her asked, "What...Wait Why?" Giselle says,"You dummy were running out of gas and we won"t make it to the next gas station; it's in town. Alex turns to her and says, "OMG amigo I expected it to be closer!" The two friends with disappointment try to keep faith as the miles shorten and gas mileage lessens. Focusing on getting to their destination, Alex and GG see the sun start to hide. Giselle gets scared and has an anxiety attack as the gas light marks 0%. Alexander calms her down and thinks as what to do to solve their little problem. Since he was the only man, he had to play his role as the hero. Alex informs Giseele that he will walk to get help, for it is the only way they will make it on time. As Alex departs, GG starts to pray and keep hope. Hours seem to pass by and at last Alex returns with a tow truck and food. The wait was long and unnerving but was worth it afterall. Both friends with relief eat their food and board the truck as they carry on to finish their journey towards Humboldt.
Life
Screamed the little girl from a locked room in an unknown house. She was crying & asking for help but no one was coming. Her screams were drowned by the old creaking wood and footsteps she heard from above. She was inconsolable and was running out of energy. The tears continuously ran down her face and she would not budge from her protective position. Suddenly she snapped out of it and reached for a door but it doesn’t seem to open. The house is so immense for such a small child. Everything is silent and all that is heard is her restrained weeping. She looks through cracks and crannies but nothing and nobody is visible. Her hope starts to diminish. Upon hours of desperation and idleness she starts drifting into a wary sleep. A little boy running through the hallway peaks into the basement through the key hole out of mere curiosity, and spots the girl. He is surprised and his mind is flooded with questions. He attempts whispering to the girl but she’s deep in her dreams and doesn’t seem to wake. He knocks on the door hard enough to wake her. She awakens dreary and goes frightened to the door. The little boy asks her, “Why are you down there”. She responds silently, “My doll fell down and as I came down the door shut.” The little boy sympathetically replied, “Its okay I’ll go get help, Are your parents here in the open house?” With watchful eyes on the boy she says, “Yes but I ran off and said I would be playing outside, they don’t know I’m here.” The boy squinting through the key hole says, “OK I’ll to try to find them!” The little girl sits down again and cries and cries into a pensive state. It seems like several hours but only a few minutes pass and The Little Boy returns with two shocked adults. The Man kicks the door open and grabs his little girl. She looks at them and hugs them as tight as her little arms can. She turns around to thank the boy and they both smile.
A Leader
Today is the day when I call for respect, unity, and pride. As president that’s what I plan to promote. Respect is essential in day-to-day life. The first step to communication is respect. We need to come together and form an alliance far stronger than just a school but a family. A bond that cannot be broken but grows stronger. I believe that if we unite as one we can make a school that would be on a level far greater than any school in southern California better yet, AMERICA.
In order to make this dream a reality we need to have pride in our school. We need to be recognized as the City Honors Jaguars, we need to be more hands on when it comes to school activities. Participation is key when pride is the subject. Without participation our student council is left to pick up the pieces. Hope is what we need, hope that we will overcome any obstacle, hope that we can succeed in everything we do, and hope that we as a school will surpass the others.
We are not Inglewood High, We are not Morningside but we are City Honors College Prep. We are the Jaguars. Today is the day when we need to stand up and show America what we are fully capable of.
As African – American and Latino students we need to come together to prove not only to America but also to ourselves that we too can succeed no matter what kind of obstacles are put before us.
It’s Time To Make A Change, if you can’t do the right thing do the best thing. And the best thing for city honors is to bring to life the philosophy of unity, respect, and pride.
Vote Me, Kantazhia Thomas for Junior Class President and I promise you will see change.
Power
The right to be human is very similar to this amendment due the fact that it allows you to express yourself with the means of no restriction. I have total agreement with this amendment because I see it as a natural right. Should there be restrictions on the words the cross your lips? I think not, you should be able to express yourself in a way that is indefinable by any other outside source.
Amendment 1, the freedom of speech, is essential to American life because of the media form of communication that has become popular in our society. I have a close relationship with this amendment I am strong willed and very opinionated in my everyday life.
The history of this amendment is very significant in American history. Being, the first amendment on the constitution it is well known by many Americans because it is the fundamentals of American life and way of the most tested amendments.
There are different degrees of this amendment and sometimes the freedom is questioned or even put through a judiciary process to see if this amendment can stand up for the action committed by that certain person.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Oprah and Her Life
Special Little Me
My family is spread out, but at least now I know they’re there. I come from a very diverse background and I’m proud to be able to say that. Having a mixed background gives me the chance to experience the diversity between different cultures. I feel like I don’t have to confine myself to one race of people, because I feel comfortable around anyone, because I know somewhere down the line we are related. When people don’t see that we’re all the same it just shows complete ignorance.
In my family there are many different surnames and I have found the origin for them all. Surnames became necessary when government personal taxation was introduced in England. One of the surnames in my family is Thomas (which is my last name) Thomas is Hebrew for twin. Thomas was a popular surname to Christians in England, because Christian people wanted their children to be named after the Christian disciple, St.Thomas. Throughout my father’s side of the family you will find that surname it goes back many generation. My families names are Michael Thomas (Dad), Raymond Thomas Jr.(Grand-Father), Raymond Thomas Sr. (Great-Grandfather), and Frances Thomas(Grandmother),and Remora Jewel (Great-Grandmother), That concludes my fathers side of the family as listed on my family tree. My great-grandmother Remora Jewel was a full blood Cherokee Indian and she only went by the name Jewel, which means, “Joy”. My Grandmothers maiden name was Fannie Mae and she came to California from Kansas. My grandmother has four children but my father is the only child of my grandfather Raymond Thomas.
Another surname in my Family is Earle, which is my great-grandparent’s surname on my mother’s side. The surname Earle was known for being a rank of nobility in Britain.
My great-grandmother’s maiden name was Yavone Galipez but that changed when she married my grandfather of course. My great-grandmother on my mother’s side was born in Honduras as a laborer, after marrying my grandfather she moved to the U.S. and immediately separated from her husband after becoming pregnant with her first child, Anthony Carson. She gave my grandfather that surname because that was the surname of her second husband, even though he had no relation to my grandfather. Yavone always kept my great-grandfathers name a secret, and because of that he was not shown on my family tree. My grandfather has three children, Antonia Carson, Daniel Carson, and Kandika Carson. Kandika Carson is my mother and was born in California. Her mothers name is Wilhelmina Barnes, and that’s obviously my grandmother. My great-grandparents on her side are JuanitaBarnes and William Barnes, My grandfather stems from London and my grandmother stems from Spain.
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