When I arrived in August, I thought that I wouldn’t have a lot of friends in any of my classes. When I showed my schedule to my friends I didn’t notice any classes that we had parallel. But as school started, I noticed that in every single one of my classes—except for one—I had multiple friends.
By October, school was going good: I was playing quarterback for the football team—exactly where I wanted to be. I liked almost all of my classes, and I was learning Spanish really we’ll—-another goal of mine. I could talk in conversation—just a little limited tough.
Suddenly it caught up to me fast, this year was gonna get tough. Progressively school got a lot harder. Science got tough, and Spanish wasn’t easy anymore.
As the year comes to a finish, I think back on what I’ve learned. Studying is crucial in 7th grade. With all the tests, learning checks, and quizzes that get hurled at you, you need to study. Also, organization is something that you need to have. Teachers aren’t as lenient as 6th grade teachers so if you loose something, you’ll get a zero or partial credit.
School has been good to me though, I’ve had a lot of fun this year, but man oh man, summer sounds sweet now.
Is it sometimes necessary to use violence to achieve a better society? Is violence justified if the end result is good?
Violence—to me—is a last resort. Violence is the LAST option. Wether it’s a world event, or something at school, somebody is going to get hurt if violence is used. So matter if it’s verbal or physical violence.
During WWII we lost millions of lives due to violence. Then we brought in our Armed Forces—loosing even more. I do believe that this was the right dip excision, but we just didn’t do it right away, we used it as a last resort.
At school, violence is also never the best option. First you can just tell someone to stop, then you can tell a teacher. Up you should never use violence at school. Violence is never a school option. Schools have so many people for you to talk to to get people to stop bothering or hurting you. They do this to stop violence.
Where the Sidewalk Ends
From the book “Where the Sidewalk Ends” (1974)
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
to cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
and the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow
and watch where the chalk-white arrows go
to the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
and we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
for the children, they mark, and the children, they know,
the place where the sidewalk ends.
This is one of the first poems that I remember reading. I read it a Barton Creek Elementary. I love all the creative imagery that Shel puts in his writing.
It was my one of my favorite— no my most favorite thing to do. The Disney move, “The Country Bears” made me plain happy.
There was no sitting down when I watched this movie. I stood on the coffee table and DANCED! I loved dancing to those silly bears country music. I would always slip on my socks, fall on my but, and drop head first onto our carpet. As I’m writing this post, I’m looking at that same table sitting right across from me and the memories are just flooding in.
I love country music, and now that I think about it, I think I learned to love country music from the Country Bears. These bears sang good ‘ole river dancin country music. Banjo and all— I definitely learned to love country music from them.
Wether it’s a day at Zilker Park, or going to see the Longhorns at DKR, there is so many fun things to do in Austin. This is why I love Austin.
There’s nothing like the cool water of Barton Springs in the Hot summer. Diving into that Spring and literally feeling your goose bumps pop out of your skin. The warm sun feels just right on your skin. Also, just a short walk away from the spring is Zilker Park. There won’t be one day in 365 that you will not see a game of Ultimate Frisbee going on at Zilker. It’s definitely the hot spot to go when you go to Austin.
There is only one day in the week that people don’t think about going to Zilker or Barton Springs though. Saturday, and there is nothing bigger in Austin than some good ole Longhorn Football. Everybody flocks to Darrel K. Royal for the game. You’re without a doubt going to see a friend at the game, and make a friend. Even if you’re not going to the game tailgating is something you have to do.
I haven’t got to everything there is in Austin, and even if I wrote a 10 page essay I don’t think I could. You can’t ever have nothing to do in this great city. So now you know why I love Austin, and I know what thought is creeping into the back of your mind…
I should go to AUSTIN
La clase de español es divertido. I would bet money, that most people couldn’t read that. Well, that’s because Spanish class isn’t easy—by the way, that said Spanish class is fun.
I’m taking Spanish this year and Señora Ortiz is my teacher. Spanish class is fun because I have a lot of friends in my class. It’s also fun because I get to learn more every day. I definitely learn the most in Spanish because it’s all new to me.
You learn all about conjugations and grammar and masculine and feminine words and sooooo much vocab—let me say that again— sooooo much Vocab.
Now it’s time for your lesson for today. What does this mean… La clase de español es divertido. You should know that by now.
Cuts, bruises, twisted ankles, headaches, and broken bones. Football is hard.
Let’s begin with the physical side of the game, I know—at least for me— that it is nearly impossible to leave a football practice or game without a mark. This past season we had practice every morning. I might not have noticed the bruise, hip pointer, or cut during practice, but after I showered and got dressed, the battle scars appeared, As a player, I know about the pain of the game.
Now we’ll hop on over to the mental side of the game. In football you have to be really smart. If you have ever seen a quarterbacks wristband, you’ll see how many plays are on the—tinee weeni—band. In some cases, you could have to memorize hundreds of different plays. For example, the offensive line is one of the toughest positions to play because there is so many moves that you have to memorize and think about with—not to mention— another 300 pounder trying to knock you on your butt. It’s tough to think and move at the same time, plus with an injury.
Sports are tough no matter what type. You will get injured and hurt! Trust me, be tough and fight the pain and in the end of it all, you will succeed.
I thought that this past Super Bowl was really excited- for Seahawks fans. I am not a Seahawks fan- I’m a die hard texans fan- but in this past Super Bowl I was cheering for the Seahawks. I loved the legion of booms play, (the Seahawks defense) most people like watching the offense play, but in this game, the Seahawks defense was super exciting to watch. It was amazing how they intercepted so many of MVP Peyton. Manning a passes, also they were hitting the Broncos receivers and running backs so hard that the ball was popping out of their hands like crazy!
The commercials were also- as always- great. I thought that the most hilarious commercial that I saw was the Bud Light commercial where the took some random guy had a girl go up to him and ask him if he takes a Bud Light, will HW be up for anything tonight. He says yes and he goes on an adventure of a night where at the end he beats Arnold Schwarzanager in a Ping pong sudden death match and ends up on stage with One Republic. Another commercial that I thought was the best overall was the Budweiser commercial where it shows a story of a little puppy who sneaks out and plays with a horse on the farm that they live on often. Then one day the puppy gets adopted and the adopter starts driving away when the horse jumps out of its ring and starts chasing after the car. The adopter stops the car and gives the puppy back and letting the horse and the puppy be- hence the name- best buds.
I cross into the wilderness and step foot on to the crunchy orange-red leaves. I further myself from civilization until none is visible. I begin to shake and little dots pop out of my thin skin. I decide to make warmth with logs and friction, and am mildly succesful. My eyes drift up to the dark sky as a black bird swoops across the stars, and embers float in the subtle breeze. As soon as my eyelids begin to close off my pupils sight, I hear a crackle from above. Suddenly a torrent of flames blaze upon the tree above me, then stretch to the other trees around itself. I reach into my brain for what my instructors have told me to do, but I can’t grasp a word. I decide to look for a water source but not one can be found. A burst of adrenaline shoots into me and my legs start moving. My ears catch a cracking sound above me just before gravity takes the oak on flames into my fiery path. I turn and run into the same conflict. Stuck in bowl of fire.
The forest is alive