Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Cats
Ugh another day of having random peoples hands touch me, if you ask me, its just gross. What I would do to just have a family, this humane society place is disgusting. Why wont anyone pick me? Is it because I'm fat? I don't try to be, I just like food. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever leave this place. Even if having some little kid screw around with me is better then sitting in this rotting cage. The cats around me are so annoying I mean really, I don’t know why they cant shut up. Ugh, please get me out of this camber of torch er.
Monday, May 21, 2012
Lottery of Death
Authors Note: This story is going to be about the main theme of, The Lottery, which I think is power.
This whole story is about Power. The people who have the power in the this story
is the government. Why power is the theme of this story is because they hold a "lottery," every year to show their power. Unlike the lottery we know and love where we get money, this lottery you win death.
In addition to the statement before the story, "The lottery," is very similar to the huger games. I The reason I think that is in both novels the governments holds a event that is a tradition year by year to show there power. In the hunger games they hold what is called the hunger games showing there power against the city.
Overall in both stories power played a big roll. Power was the theme in both stories because both capitols or towns square like to hold these," traditions," having to do with death every year.In conclusion both of the themes of these stories display death.
This whole story is about Power. The people who have the power in the this story
is the government. Why power is the theme of this story is because they hold a "lottery," every year to show their power. Unlike the lottery we know and love where we get money, this lottery you win death.
In addition to the statement before the story, "The lottery," is very similar to the huger games. I The reason I think that is in both novels the governments holds a event that is a tradition year by year to show there power. In the hunger games they hold what is called the hunger games showing there power against the city.
Overall in both stories power played a big roll. Power was the theme in both stories because both capitols or towns square like to hold these," traditions," having to do with death every year.In conclusion both of the themes of these stories display death.
Friday, May 4, 2012
Hunger Games Summary.
The Hunger Games is a great Story full with suspense and action. This story is about a girl named katniss forces to go fight with other kids around her age to the deah for the entertainment of the capitol.
Hunger Games Retelling Piece
Do you like romance? How about romance with a side of adventure and
Action too? Then the Hunger Games is book for you!
Action too? Then the Hunger Games is book for you!
A Vacation to Remember
Authors Note: This story will be about my spring break adventure, and the bump in the road that took place.
Waking up to bright lights shining in my eyes and screaming lets go, let’s go at 3 o’clock in the morning, is always the way I want to start my day. I was leaving for Punta Cana with the Fountaine family own for the first time, to say the least I was a little scared. My friend Kayla invited me along on her family vacation for a week. I had only met her family a few times before, and I would be with them for a whole week. On this trip I didn’t know what to expect, but I sure didn’t expect to end up in a Punta Cana hospital.
Getting 6 people up and in a car is not an easy task. There’s always the person that has to go to the bathroom, or remembers something right when you are ready to leave. This was defiantly the Fountaine’s situation. When we get to the airport we go through customs, which is pretty much saying, “We allow you to leave the United States.” After waiting in long lines and security, we are finally at our gate. I txt my parents my last goodbyes before I get on the plane, and wish they were with me. I struggle to walk up the ramp to my plane. When I take my seat I take a deep breath, and told myself, “It’s just a plane; you’re not going to die.”
Longest 4 and 30 minutes of my life! I was in such a rush to get off that death machine. When I stepped off of the plane I felt so relieved to see that we were on land. It was so warm and humid I could feel myself getting light headed. My friend Kayla and I went on the tram that was going to take us to our baggage and the rest of the family followed. We wait in endless lines to get out of the airport and to our hotel. Finally we are put on a bus and I get a sense of relief.
Wow, you never know how good you have it until you look at people that live with close to anything. I see stray skinny dogs everywhere, and people that are: under age driving, no stop signs, no speed limits, you can sit on top of cars, in Punta Cana its every man for themselves.
After roughly 45 minutes of feeling like I'm going to die on this bus, I reached the destination my resort! Oh my goodness, it was breathtaking! Just absolutely stunning it looked just like it did on the hotel website. It was so huge and extravagant, it was very wild life, like nothing id seen before.
While Kayla’s mom was checking in to see if our rooms were ready, I was on my phone trying to call my parents, I should have suspected no service. After I finished having my little spasm, Kayla told me the hotel had wifi and I was relieved.
Later we got on a golf cart with our luggage and they drove us to our room. Our room was literally like a condo including: mini living room, a huge bathroom with a stand up shower, a king size bed, and a view of palm trees out the window, this is paradise.
First thing me and Kayla do is take out or swimsuits grab some sun screen and head to the beach. We go swimming in the pool for what seems like hours doing handstands and getting disturbed by foreign men in Speedos, disgusting. We laugh about dumb things until it gets too cold to be in the water. It was a long night and it as time to tuck into bed.
Waking up too sunshine and palm trees is a great way to start off my day. We leave to go Dun Buggying at 10 and it is 8 now. Kayla and I walk up to the breakfast buffet and immediately my eyes are set on the churros. We both scarf down like we were wild apes.
When we get back into our room we have to change into the worst clothes we got brought on vacation and head out to the lobby, to wait for the bus. It doesn’t take long for a prison looking bus to appear, I thought I'm dead for sure. We get on the bus were it smells like sewage and its extremely humid.
This place was disgusting, the place was filthy. Fabulous it started raining, this will get messy. They explain to use the rules and how the dune buggies work and give us a helmet, and then we all got buckled in. We start of on the tour and rain is pelting in my face, and everybody is driving so fast and I get scared. There is huge pot holes everywhere filled with dirty water. We go through every pot hole and I’m so scared, we finally approached this turn about which I had troubles with, and boom! I hit the tour guide ahead of me. My face gets redder than an apple and I apologize and keep going. Finally we reach a spot where we take a break, and can switch riders. The photographer takes a picture of all of us, and we continue on our tour. Kayla is driving and I could not be more scared, we fall behind so she catches up going over many potholes in the process. WE are finally going at a steady paste when suddenly something gets caught up in our steering wheel and puts us straight into a palm tree! I was so shocked and so happy I was ok, and then I look over at Kayla and she has a huge gash under her knee, I almost puked. She didn’t see it right away but the tour guide right away took her out of the dune buggy and put him on his 4 wheeler, she saw the gash and started crying and screaming. The tour guide got Kaylas parents right away and started curing for the deep cut right away they put alcohol on it right away and started bandaging it, she was losing so much blood. I had a tiny scrape on my knee, and the didn’t want it to get infected so they put some rubbing alcohol on it. I held her hand and refused to let go until her parents got here. They were speeding around like crazy getting to her and when they finally got here they almost got a heart attack. I was in shock but Kayla needed stitches, she needed to get to a hospital.
I went in a dune buggy with Kayla’s dad and Kayla’s mom drove back by herself. One of the men took Kayla back on a 4 wheeler going extremely slow, so the cut doesn’t get bigger. We get into a taxi right away and get her to a hospital. The icing on the cake is that we were soaked in mud and I had to go to the bathroom. I try to keep Kayla calm by telling her about funny things and keeping her happy. The taxi man takes us to the hotel hospital.
We get there and it is a single room with two doctors. They see Kayla’s cut right away and say it is too big to treat. They put some disinfecting liquid in her knee and she screams so loud. They do the same to me and it didn’t feel too good. They get as golf cart for Kayla and we wait for a new taxi to take us to a private hospital. We get to the hospital and they put her in a wheelchair and in a private room. A Doctor saw Kaylas leg and said she ruptured a tendon, which is the muscle that moves your leg back and forth and that they needed to operate right away. Kayla’s mom signed some papers and they got her into surgery right away. I was so scared for her I refused to fall asleep even though it was 1 o’clock in the morning; I wanted to see that she was ok. My Spanish came in handy while I was in the hospital; there were very few people that speak English. I had to use the hospitals phone to call Kayla’s dad and brother to inform them about the news.
After 2 hours of sitting on wooden chairs, Kayla came out of surgery, they told us she had many stitches inside and outside of her leg, and they repaired her tendon. They put us in a room with 1 other bed other than the one Kayla is in and a chair. I said, “How are you doing buddy,” she replies with, “Really good, I had a dream about cows jumping on tractors.” I laughed because she was all drugged up and didn’t know what she was saying. Then we both were so tired we fell asleep.
The next day Kayla’s mother talked to the travel agent who paid for the whole hospital bill. Kayla’s mom had to sign more papers and Kayla got some crutches and they rolled her out to a taxi to take us back to our hotel. I felt relief go through my body, than we got to the hotel.
After the drive from the hospital Kayla had to sit in the lobby because she was not allowed to swim, go to the beach, or be out in the sun too long. Kayla made that lobby her new home day after day she sat on her phone and occasionally sat far from the pool were she could get some sun. I brought her breakfast lunch and dinner, everyday and sat with her in the lobby, I never left her side. I always say, “She would’ve done the same for me,” although I didn’t exactly get the vacation I thought I would I gained an amazing friendship and an adventure of a life time.
Waking up to bright lights shining in my eyes and screaming lets go, let’s go at 3 o’clock in the morning, is always the way I want to start my day. I was leaving for Punta Cana with the Fountaine family own for the first time, to say the least I was a little scared. My friend Kayla invited me along on her family vacation for a week. I had only met her family a few times before, and I would be with them for a whole week. On this trip I didn’t know what to expect, but I sure didn’t expect to end up in a Punta Cana hospital.
Getting 6 people up and in a car is not an easy task. There’s always the person that has to go to the bathroom, or remembers something right when you are ready to leave. This was defiantly the Fountaine’s situation. When we get to the airport we go through customs, which is pretty much saying, “We allow you to leave the United States.” After waiting in long lines and security, we are finally at our gate. I txt my parents my last goodbyes before I get on the plane, and wish they were with me. I struggle to walk up the ramp to my plane. When I take my seat I take a deep breath, and told myself, “It’s just a plane; you’re not going to die.”
Longest 4 and 30 minutes of my life! I was in such a rush to get off that death machine. When I stepped off of the plane I felt so relieved to see that we were on land. It was so warm and humid I could feel myself getting light headed. My friend Kayla and I went on the tram that was going to take us to our baggage and the rest of the family followed. We wait in endless lines to get out of the airport and to our hotel. Finally we are put on a bus and I get a sense of relief.
Wow, you never know how good you have it until you look at people that live with close to anything. I see stray skinny dogs everywhere, and people that are: under age driving, no stop signs, no speed limits, you can sit on top of cars, in Punta Cana its every man for themselves.
After roughly 45 minutes of feeling like I'm going to die on this bus, I reached the destination my resort! Oh my goodness, it was breathtaking! Just absolutely stunning it looked just like it did on the hotel website. It was so huge and extravagant, it was very wild life, like nothing id seen before.
While Kayla’s mom was checking in to see if our rooms were ready, I was on my phone trying to call my parents, I should have suspected no service. After I finished having my little spasm, Kayla told me the hotel had wifi and I was relieved.
Later we got on a golf cart with our luggage and they drove us to our room. Our room was literally like a condo including: mini living room, a huge bathroom with a stand up shower, a king size bed, and a view of palm trees out the window, this is paradise.
First thing me and Kayla do is take out or swimsuits grab some sun screen and head to the beach. We go swimming in the pool for what seems like hours doing handstands and getting disturbed by foreign men in Speedos, disgusting. We laugh about dumb things until it gets too cold to be in the water. It was a long night and it as time to tuck into bed.
Waking up too sunshine and palm trees is a great way to start off my day. We leave to go Dun Buggying at 10 and it is 8 now. Kayla and I walk up to the breakfast buffet and immediately my eyes are set on the churros. We both scarf down like we were wild apes.
When we get back into our room we have to change into the worst clothes we got brought on vacation and head out to the lobby, to wait for the bus. It doesn’t take long for a prison looking bus to appear, I thought I'm dead for sure. We get on the bus were it smells like sewage and its extremely humid.
This place was disgusting, the place was filthy. Fabulous it started raining, this will get messy. They explain to use the rules and how the dune buggies work and give us a helmet, and then we all got buckled in. We start of on the tour and rain is pelting in my face, and everybody is driving so fast and I get scared. There is huge pot holes everywhere filled with dirty water. We go through every pot hole and I’m so scared, we finally approached this turn about which I had troubles with, and boom! I hit the tour guide ahead of me. My face gets redder than an apple and I apologize and keep going. Finally we reach a spot where we take a break, and can switch riders. The photographer takes a picture of all of us, and we continue on our tour. Kayla is driving and I could not be more scared, we fall behind so she catches up going over many potholes in the process. WE are finally going at a steady paste when suddenly something gets caught up in our steering wheel and puts us straight into a palm tree! I was so shocked and so happy I was ok, and then I look over at Kayla and she has a huge gash under her knee, I almost puked. She didn’t see it right away but the tour guide right away took her out of the dune buggy and put him on his 4 wheeler, she saw the gash and started crying and screaming. The tour guide got Kaylas parents right away and started curing for the deep cut right away they put alcohol on it right away and started bandaging it, she was losing so much blood. I had a tiny scrape on my knee, and the didn’t want it to get infected so they put some rubbing alcohol on it. I held her hand and refused to let go until her parents got here. They were speeding around like crazy getting to her and when they finally got here they almost got a heart attack. I was in shock but Kayla needed stitches, she needed to get to a hospital.
I went in a dune buggy with Kayla’s dad and Kayla’s mom drove back by herself. One of the men took Kayla back on a 4 wheeler going extremely slow, so the cut doesn’t get bigger. We get into a taxi right away and get her to a hospital. The icing on the cake is that we were soaked in mud and I had to go to the bathroom. I try to keep Kayla calm by telling her about funny things and keeping her happy. The taxi man takes us to the hotel hospital.
We get there and it is a single room with two doctors. They see Kayla’s cut right away and say it is too big to treat. They put some disinfecting liquid in her knee and she screams so loud. They do the same to me and it didn’t feel too good. They get as golf cart for Kayla and we wait for a new taxi to take us to a private hospital. We get to the hospital and they put her in a wheelchair and in a private room. A Doctor saw Kaylas leg and said she ruptured a tendon, which is the muscle that moves your leg back and forth and that they needed to operate right away. Kayla’s mom signed some papers and they got her into surgery right away. I was so scared for her I refused to fall asleep even though it was 1 o’clock in the morning; I wanted to see that she was ok. My Spanish came in handy while I was in the hospital; there were very few people that speak English. I had to use the hospitals phone to call Kayla’s dad and brother to inform them about the news.
After 2 hours of sitting on wooden chairs, Kayla came out of surgery, they told us she had many stitches inside and outside of her leg, and they repaired her tendon. They put us in a room with 1 other bed other than the one Kayla is in and a chair. I said, “How are you doing buddy,” she replies with, “Really good, I had a dream about cows jumping on tractors.” I laughed because she was all drugged up and didn’t know what she was saying. Then we both were so tired we fell asleep.
The next day Kayla’s mother talked to the travel agent who paid for the whole hospital bill. Kayla’s mom had to sign more papers and Kayla got some crutches and they rolled her out to a taxi to take us back to our hotel. I felt relief go through my body, than we got to the hotel.
After the drive from the hospital Kayla had to sit in the lobby because she was not allowed to swim, go to the beach, or be out in the sun too long. Kayla made that lobby her new home day after day she sat on her phone and occasionally sat far from the pool were she could get some sun. I brought her breakfast lunch and dinner, everyday and sat with her in the lobby, I never left her side. I always say, “She would’ve done the same for me,” although I didn’t exactly get the vacation I thought I would I gained an amazing friendship and an adventure of a life time.
Friday, April 27, 2012
Viruses are a Force to be Reckoned With
Authors Note: This essay will be about viruses and the negative effects they have on the body.
A virus is an infective agent that typically consists of a nucleic acid molecule in a protein coat, and is too small for the human eye to see. These viruses are practically in every human being at one time. Viruses do not like to leave and are hard to find, which is why they enter our bodies so easily. Viruses don’t go down without a fight.
For instance viruses enter our bodies from things from the outside world. Such as: coughs, sneezing, vomiting, bites from animals, or things like going to the bathroom and not washing your hands. When viruses enter your body, some of them make you get sick due to the fact that they use your body's resources to live and reproduce, and also because their waste products are toxic. Viruses tend to want to take over, so they break into the cell, and they multiply in size and take over the cell. In order to get the viruses out of the cell you have to kill the whole cell, and the viruses still do not die.
You may ask, where do the viruses go? Due to viruses being the size they are which is extremely small, it is hard to find them. Also viruses hide within a cell, which makes it hard to locate them. When a virus is created it breaks into a cell and begins to multiply. Overall viruses cannot be cured by medicine. The only thing that can get rid of them is time.
Pursuing this further is the explanation of how viruses affect our bodies. When a virus attacks it takes control of that first cell, it starts to move to other cells in big numbers, until it takes control of the whole organ. At that moment the DNA of the body stops working, because the DNA in of the virus took control. When the virus takes control it can be like a dictator and own the whole body (Victoria). Viruses have different mechanisms by which they produce disease in an organism, which largely depends on the viral species. Mechanisms at the cellular level basically include cell lyses, the breaking open death of the cell. In multicellular organisms, if enough cells die the whole organism will start to suffer the effects.
In addition when a virus takes control it can give us a variety of diseases. Examples of common human diseases caused by viruses are a common cold, influenza, chickenpox, and cold sores. Also there are serious diseases such as Ebola, AIDS, avian influenza and SARS are caused by viruses as well (Human Diseases Caused by Viruses).
In conclusion, viruses are a dangerous substance that enters our bodies when we would least expect they would. Viruses track many harmful things into our bodies such as diseases that are hard to get rid of. Overall viruses try to make our bodies there new homes, and they don’t plan on moving out anytime soon.
Bibliography
Facts about Viruses. (n.d.). Retrieved April 23, 2012, from dialouge for kids: http://idahoptv.org/dialogue4kids/season8/viruses/facts.cfm
lHuman Diseases Caused by Viruses. (n.d.). Retrieved April 26, 2012, from News Medica: http://www.news-medical.net/health/Human-Diseases-Caused-by-Viruses.aspx
science, L. (2012). Virus. Retrieved April 19, 2012, from LiveScience: http://www.livescience.com/topics/virus/
Victoria, S. G. (n.d.). Infections - bacterial and viral. Retrieved 4 23, 2012, from Better Health Channel: http://www.betterhealth.vic.gov.au/bhcv2/bhcarticles.nsf/pages/infections_bacterial_and_viral?open
A virus is an infective agent that typically consists of a nucleic acid molecule in a protein coat, and is too small for the human eye to see. These viruses are practically in every human being at one time. Viruses do not like to leave and are hard to find, which is why they enter our bodies so easily. Viruses don’t go down without a fight.
For instance viruses enter our bodies from things from the outside world. Such as: coughs, sneezing, vomiting, bites from animals, or things like going to the bathroom and not washing your hands. When viruses enter your body, some of them make you get sick due to the fact that they use your body's resources to live and reproduce, and also because their waste products are toxic. Viruses tend to want to take over, so they break into the cell, and they multiply in size and take over the cell. In order to get the viruses out of the cell you have to kill the whole cell, and the viruses still do not die.
You may ask, where do the viruses go? Due to viruses being the size they are which is extremely small, it is hard to find them. Also viruses hide within a cell, which makes it hard to locate them. When a virus is created it breaks into a cell and begins to multiply. Overall viruses cannot be cured by medicine. The only thing that can get rid of them is time.
Pursuing this further is the explanation of how viruses affect our bodies. When a virus attacks it takes control of that first cell, it starts to move to other cells in big numbers, until it takes control of the whole organ. At that moment the DNA of the body stops working, because the DNA in of the virus took control. When the virus takes control it can be like a dictator and own the whole body (Victoria). Viruses have different mechanisms by which they produce disease in an organism, which largely depends on the viral species. Mechanisms at the cellular level basically include cell lyses, the breaking open death of the cell. In multicellular organisms, if enough cells die the whole organism will start to suffer the effects.
In addition when a virus takes control it can give us a variety of diseases. Examples of common human diseases caused by viruses are a common cold, influenza, chickenpox, and cold sores. Also there are serious diseases such as Ebola, AIDS, avian influenza and SARS are caused by viruses as well (Human Diseases Caused by Viruses).
In conclusion, viruses are a dangerous substance that enters our bodies when we would least expect they would. Viruses track many harmful things into our bodies such as diseases that are hard to get rid of. Overall viruses try to make our bodies there new homes, and they don’t plan on moving out anytime soon.
Bibliography
Facts about Viruses. (n.d.). Retrieved April 23, 2012, from dialouge for kids: http://idahoptv.org/dialogue4kids/season8/viruses/facts.cfm
lHuman Diseases Caused by Viruses. (n.d.). Retrieved April 26, 2012, from News Medica: http://www.news-medical.net/health/Human-Diseases-Caused-by-Viruses.aspx
science, L. (2012). Virus. Retrieved April 19, 2012, from LiveScience: http://www.livescience.com/topics/virus/
Victoria, S. G. (n.d.). Infections - bacterial and viral. Retrieved 4 23, 2012, from Better Health Channel: http://www.betterhealth.vic.gov.au/bhcv2/bhcarticles.nsf/pages/infections_bacterial_and_viral?open
Monday, April 2, 2012
Good Mom, Bad Mom.
Authors Note: This essay is showing that different points of view can change the whole feeling about the story. I will we showing that the reader would feel differently if it was in the point of view of Christopher’s mother in the book, “The curious incident of the dog in the night time,” instead of him.
Do you know what perspective is? It is the narrator's position in relation to the story being told. Things in a different perspective can change the other story, such as: the mood, tone, and your overall opinion on the individuals in the story. For instance in the story, The curious of incident of the dog in the night time, by Mark Haddon, you would see the story completely differently if the story was in the perspective of Christopher mother instead of him. Seeing things in different perspective, changes the whole story.
For instance if the story was told in Christopher’s mother point of view, you wouldn’t see her as the jerk that cheated on her husband and ruined the family. Christopher was lied to by his father saying that his mother was dead, when truly she was alive and has been sending her son a letter each week since she had “left” the family. This makes Christopher’s mom look like a bad person, but if you look in her point of view you would see that: see wasn’t in love with Christopher’s dad, it is very hard to be a mother of an autistic kid with a low temper, and she got kicked out of her own house.
In addition to the previous statement, I would like to add that Christopher’s mom never wanted to leave her son, she got kicked out. The way I read the story Christopher’s mom: ran away, cheated on her husband, and didn’t care about her son anymore. These two points of view bring completely different feelings and opinions towards Christopher’s mother and the other characters throughout the story.
Overall different points of view are different ways of looking at situations. It determines your moods and feelings about the story and also your personal opinion on the characters. For instance if you were in Christopher’s moms point of view you would you would be sympathetic and sad for her because she cant see her son and got kicked out. If you were in Christopher’s point of view you would see the mom as a mother that didn’t care about her son and tried to make up for it by sending a letter each week, and as a horrible person and mother all together. In conclusion different points of view, change the whole story.
Do you know what perspective is? It is the narrator's position in relation to the story being told. Things in a different perspective can change the other story, such as: the mood, tone, and your overall opinion on the individuals in the story. For instance in the story, The curious of incident of the dog in the night time, by Mark Haddon, you would see the story completely differently if the story was in the perspective of Christopher mother instead of him. Seeing things in different perspective, changes the whole story.
For instance if the story was told in Christopher’s mother point of view, you wouldn’t see her as the jerk that cheated on her husband and ruined the family. Christopher was lied to by his father saying that his mother was dead, when truly she was alive and has been sending her son a letter each week since she had “left” the family. This makes Christopher’s mom look like a bad person, but if you look in her point of view you would see that: see wasn’t in love with Christopher’s dad, it is very hard to be a mother of an autistic kid with a low temper, and she got kicked out of her own house.
In addition to the previous statement, I would like to add that Christopher’s mom never wanted to leave her son, she got kicked out. The way I read the story Christopher’s mom: ran away, cheated on her husband, and didn’t care about her son anymore. These two points of view bring completely different feelings and opinions towards Christopher’s mother and the other characters throughout the story.
Overall different points of view are different ways of looking at situations. It determines your moods and feelings about the story and also your personal opinion on the characters. For instance if you were in Christopher’s moms point of view you would you would be sympathetic and sad for her because she cant see her son and got kicked out. If you were in Christopher’s point of view you would see the mom as a mother that didn’t care about her son and tried to make up for it by sending a letter each week, and as a horrible person and mother all together. In conclusion different points of view, change the whole story.
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