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Chicken Soup for the Soul
Title: Start with yourself
This was a short story about a self learned lesson. This person learned about how when he or she were younger they were care free and were still discovering the world. But as they came to their twilight years they thought they knew everything and thought they were perfect, and tried to change their family but they didn’t listen. And as they lied in their deathbed they realized it was themselves they had to change. They could have done a lot better for their country or maybe even the world.
This show that were way to focused on our surroundings and other to focus on ourselves and when we try to change it’s to late. So I will take this story to mind the next time I judge someone else.
Title: East Asia
Today I read about “The Sea of Death,” but it is really called the Taklimakan. The Taklimakan is 130,000 square miles of sand, an area almost as big as the state of Montana. Sand dunes rise as high as 600 ft. Blinding sandstorms can last for days, and travelers can easily get lost. With its size and harsh environment, you can imagine how someone might go into the Taklimakan, never to return. Scientist have also discovered oil in the Taklimakan Desert. China estimates that there are 74 billion barrels of oil deep under the sand. That is three times the oil reserve of the United states. In the mid 1900s China built a road deep into the desert to access these oil reserves.
*Lizards
Some of the unique lizards in the world are protected by law, so some cant be taken home with a hobbyist. Being reptiles, lizards have characteristics that make them different from other classes of vertebrates such as fishes, amphibians, bird, and mammals. These reptiles have a dry scaly skin, they respire with their lungs and they are cold blooded. Different species have varying types of scales, some are large and plate like, others are tiny and granular. I think it’s interesting how tail shedding is a protective mechanism that keeps a predator occupied with the wriggling appendage while the main body of the animal quickly makes its escape. A new tail would grow back eventually.
Whatz happenin’ Mz J, love for the ladies?!, no love 4 the dudes….how dare u? ☺☻ Take pictures of the finest lookin’ women over there 4 me??...T.C.
This morning I read When the Wind Blows. I read chapters 37 and 38. In these chapters, Uncle Thomas finds Max at her hide out cabin. This cabin is owned by a rich couple who only use it on weekends. Uncle Thomas moves in with his men telling them treat her as if she were a man since she has the strength of a grown man. They are ready to capture Tinkerbelle. But Max heard them as they were on the deck of the house making the squeak, squeak noise ever so loudly since she has perfect hearing. She opens her eyes and there he is, the traitor Uncle Thomas. Max gets up quick and goes to her escape window that she left open just in case something like this would happen. She gets away with a few cuts and bruises but she hears Uncle Thomas tell her that he has Mathew. I think Max will turn back to see her brother. She loves him too much to leave him lonely with those killers at the school. What will Max do? Will she turn back or leave and never turn back? Who knows, only the next chapter knows. The interesting fact in this chapter is that Uncle Thomas found Max so easily.
-Chicken soup for the teenage soul III
-Falling out
-Today's story is about a girl named Melissa. She had a real close relationship with a guy named Travis. They best friends but then she found out that he liked her other best friend Jeannette. She never thought that them going out will affect her friendship with him. After a while she wrote him a letter that asked him what had happened between them. She was going to put it in his locker but then he saw her and so she just gave it to him and told him to call her after he read the letter. When he called her he told her that it was the saddest letter he had ever read. He started telling her that they will always be friends and that it will be better. After he hung up she started wondering if the promise will last. But then after that nothing changed, everything was still the same. So she decided that she was going to bring closure to the situation and put all the things that reminded her of him in a box and in her closet. But there was a stuffed animal that she had won in Las Vegas on a trip with him. So she decided to take it back to him. She was giving it to him she started crying and he asked her if she was sure she wanted to do this and she was sure. Now when she sees him with Jeanette he just gives her that famous smile.
-I think that this story is alright because that is what happens to friendships a lot. For little things they just end up not even knowing each other.
-one thing that I learned from this story is that never get too far apart from a friendship because if they are your true friends then it is going to hurt them a lot
“Race” by Bart Schneider
A book of short stories
I finished the short story of Henry Louis Gates, Jr. and proceed on to another short story. This one is titled, “Widening the Circle” by Naomi Shihab Nye. In the beginning, she starts off with a story that happened in the 1950s when she was young. She and her mother were in a grocery store in St. Louis and her mother seen a black woman and said she felt closer to her than her own people. I can’t refer to you why she would say that. Her father was a Palestinian immigrated, nonpracticing Muslin; her mother, Lutheran. I guess that had a lot to do with it. Naomi said there were no blacks at her school. Although their neighborhood was right next to a black neighborhood, it contained nothing but American families.
I disagree on all this segregation back then. I saw no use for it because people are not different to an enormous state just because they are a different skin color. I don’t think that was fair to purposely separate the races.
In fact, all this racism started clearing up in the late 1960s and it didn’t look like it was coming back.
P.S. Miss Jade: Have a good vacation because we can’t have one!
Title: The Mermaids
Today I read a story based on attitude and self-esteem. This lady in my story was taking care of some kids in a church. To keep them amused she had them play a game some what similar to rock, paper, scissors, but called giants, wizards, and dwarfs. In the game you have to divide three groups pf kids, one being the giants, the others the wizards, and the last group the dwarfs. As the kids were all separating into their groups, there was one little girl who went up to the lady taking care of the kids, and asked her, “where do the mermaids stand?” The lady seemed confused, from the little girls actions. She separated herself into her own little self away with her own personality and character. She told the little girl that there were no such thing as mermaids. But the little girl said, “of course there is, I am one myself” . So she told her that she would be standing next to the King’s of sea. This story was cute to me because its cool how a little kid, decides to be in her own little group all on her own. Other than the rest who follow one another when there kids. I believe those who are different than others and are leaders themselves to out to be successful in life and go some where good in the future. I personally would like to a bit more of a leader in my own way, but I wouldn’t care if anyone followed me or not. Everyone should be their own leader to their own life.
Oh yeah Miss Jade: bring back some real coconuts!! juss playing
Reflection-6/19/07
Wide Receiver is a skill position that takes patience, body control, and confidence. The reason you will need to have patience as a Wide Receiver is because the ball may not always come your way, You may be Jerry Rice, but even he didn’t get the ball every down. Having body control is a primary necessity to become a great Receiver. Body control involves being able to focus on the football, but at the same time you got to focus on the surroundings around you.
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Today I read about the Mongolian horse racing. I read that every summer hundreds of Mongolian children take part in the country's largest horse race. They are carrying on an accident tradition that dates back to the time of ghengis khan. As they fly across the open grasslands, each rider hopes to become one of the winners. The ages that compete in this race is 6 through 12. they learn to ride when they are very young. at the starting line they shout out the ancient cry glingo.
I think what they are doing is very important to their culture. They should keep doing that for their generations so they can make their ancestors happy. I would join them if I could.
Today I learned that they are very good horse riders.
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Today I read about Angkor. The city of Angkor was the capital of the great Khmer kingdom. The ruins of Angkor cover more than 150 square miles. Scientists have uncovered more than 100 temples. They also have uncovered religious temples. In the 1990s people have stepped in to help protect the city. Angkor's sculptures and buildings are being ruined by whether.
I think that they should keep at it to save these beautiful buildings. They should try to set up a camp around it so people wont go and make it worse. They should take care of it.
I learned that they have found more than a hundred buildings.
*Spices
Spices of the world are available in local supermarkets. People use them to cook the dishes of many cultures. Next time you sit down to a meal, think about the spices in your food. You may be eating something that was once as valuable as gold or as sought-after as jewels. Americans most commonly use whole cloves as flavoring in hams. Cloves are also used to flavor pickles and chutneys. Cloves may also be used as a flavoring in fruit dishes such as apple pie. Some people chew cloves to ease toothaches and upset stomachs. Cloves are dried, unopened flowers of a tropical tree. They were once grown only in the Moluccas. When Arab spice traders sold cloves, they would not tell anyone where these spices came from.
Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul
Today I have read a story “ I am home”. This story is actually of an actress her name is Jennie Garth. As a young girl she realized how blessed he was and how much she loved her childhood. She grew up on a farm with a huge family. There was lots of space and a lot of things to do. They were never bored. Her family was very close and living so far out in the country kept them at home most of the nights. After supper her family would sit, play games and tell stories. When she was 12 something tragic happened. Her father had a severe heart attack. The doctor told her dad that he had to change his lifestyle completely. They couldn’t run the farm by themselves and they decided to move. They sold all they had, their home. She left so many things behind. She lost friends. As she got comfortable in her new house she began missing her old friends less. She was making new friends. Suddenly one day she was approached form a personal manager and was asked if she had thought about acting. So she asked her mom and they went to LA to pursue an acting career. She truly loved her job but she felt empty. She would work a lot more to fill in that void. She still felt the same. She stopped working but the void didn’t go away. She then realized that she needed her family. She called them and told her parents if they could come and live with her. They found a country house similar to their farm house just in California. At last she felt at home. I like this story because they everyone feels alone and they want their parents. I feel like that sometimes, I don’t want to go anywhere I just want to be with my mommy.
♥ This morning I read another short story in the same old book I’ve been reading, Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul. The story was titled, What’s Wrong and it was about a newly trained teacher named Mary who went to teach at a Navajo Indian Reservation. Everyday she’d assign five students to go write and answer a question off their homework on the whiteboard. They would stand there, silently, unwilling to complete the task. Mary couldn’t figure it out. Nothing she had studied had helped her and she had not seen anything like it in her teaching days in Phoenix. She kept asking herself what was she doing wrong. Finally she decided to ask her students what was wrong. And in their answer, she learned a surprising lesson from her students. It seemed that the students respected each other’s individuality and knew that not all of them were capable of doing the problems. Even at their early age, they understood the senselessness of the win-lose approach in the classroom. They believed no one would win if any students were shown up or embarrassed at the chalkboard. So they refused to compete with each other in public. Once she understood the students’ feelings, she decided to go around and check everyone’s questions so that the students didn’t feel like they were competing with each other.
♥ This story was kind of weird but I guess I liked it. The teacher seemed like she was cool because she actually cared about how her students felt and tried to make it a better learning environment.
Chicken Soup for the Soul.
"The Bag Lady"
This story is about an old homeless lady who sleeps standing up by public phones at the post office. She stunk really badly of urine and tooth decay. You could smell her around the corner. If she was not sleeping, she was talking to herself. On thanksgiving, the narrator gathers up a lot of left over food and brings it to that lady. Its weird because when he calls to the lady, he says "Mother...would you..." He was shocked at saying mother, but continued to call her mother. The old woman looked at him and said, "Oh, thank you very muchm but im quite full now. Why don't you take it to someone who really needs it?" and sank her head back into her clothes.
I thought that this story was very crazy because even though she is homeless, she feels as though she could do the favor and have that food be brought to someone else and help them out. She believes that she is living pretty good for herself also.
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