One day, Oprah Winfrey was walking down the street when Billy Mays decided he wanted to sell her some Lady Gaga. Since Oprah was on a diet, she decided to pass, and instead, asked for some Miley Cyrus.
Unfortunately, Billy Mays had just sold his last case of Miley Cyrus to Mark Walberg and his third nipple. So, as a last result for Dearest Oprah, she went with some Rebecca Black.
As Oprah was strolling along the highway in fishnets and a fishing vest, she spotted a Starbucks and decided to purchase a frappaccino. As she walked inside she noticed Poseidon throwing a tizzy-fit because Michael Jackson had bought the last frappaccino.
Oprah, her spirits lowered, walked slowly back to her cardboard box that smelled of hobo urine and entered a deep sleep. She dreamt of many things, like pineapples, and Sponge bob, and her best friend Miranda Cosgrove, but there was one dream that Oprah remembered most vibrantly; HOW THE WORLD ENDED.
It started out at Justin Bieber’s concert; she was going home with Rosa Parks and Abraham Lincoln when Rosa saw a shooting star.
“My, it’s Friday, FRIDAY, Oprah, you got to get down on Friday! Everybody’s looking forward to the weekend! PARTYING, PARTYING YEAH! PARTYING, PARTYING YES! Everybody’s looking forward to the weekend!”
Oprah decked Rosa and they laughed, until Abraham Lincoln’s beard caught on fire, and that was when Oprah knew that her dream would come true.
While Oprah and Rosa were worrying about Abraham’s beard, Justin Bieber was hit by a meteor shaped like Dr. Phil’s balding head. After this odd occurrence, teens and girls allover the world started committing mass suicide, which caused their parents to take part, too. Since Oprah isn’t necessarily a trend setter, she decided to follow the trend and kill herself by overdosing on KFC. This left the last people alive on the earth, Abraham Lincoln, Rosa Parks, all the people who despise Justin Bieber, and Charlie Sheen.
Then, Rosa Parks developed a serious case of lice that survived Lincoln’s on fire beard, and ended up eating her alive, then Lincoln committed suicide, and then a flying saucer crashed into all the people who hated Justin Bieber and it just so happened to be that the Dinosaurs were having a bachelor party for Barney and got off course and landed millions and billions of years in the future, of course they were starving, so they made a 3 course meal out of Charlie Sheen and fed it to their babies. Oh yeah, and all the technology disintegrated and the whole world started over again, but that was after it ended for a few minutes…
HAPPY FOUR TWENTY-ONE!
THE END. . .
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
AMONG THE BETRAYED BOOK REPORT.
ALTERNATE ENDING.
Nina Idi ran back through the forest. Saving Alia, Percy and Matthias was all she cared about. The Population Police had already found her, but she could still keep them from finding the three children she had risked everything to save.
"Percy! Matthias! Alia! Run!" At this point, the population police were closing all around Nina, flashlights shining all over the place. She felt a strong grip on her shoulder, then the other one. Nina struggled to free herself but the grip only tightened more. She kicked and screamed and cried until she saw him.
The hating man walked out in front of Nina and crouched down, eye level with her. "Fancy seeing you here, Nina Idi. I see you've found Percy and Matthias, but where is your dear little Alia? Oh yeah,while you were out being careless, she found her way back to us and reported a third child, you."
Nina looked behind her, sure enough, Percy and Matthias were holding on to Nina's frail arms, after she had helped them escape.
"Don't be surprised, Nina, we suspected you were a third child the whole time, it was just a matter of getting it out of you is all." He grinned a certain way that made Nina want to punch him right in the face.
"They're third children, too! They told me! You have the wrong person!" Nina tried to wiggle away from their firm grip but it seemed that they had grown stronger than she though while she was gone.
"Oh, Nina, even if we had suspected you weren't a third child, you would have never been smart enough to work for the population police. It just turned out that Matthias, Percy and Alia were all better actors than you thought. It's a shame, really, a six year old being a better actor than a thirteen year old who has been pretending to be a normal, first child all her life." He patted her head, then motioned behind him for someone. Two burly men appeared holding rifles and started to bind Nina's hands together. Percy and Matthias did nothing to help her. They just watched her being tied without expression.
After Nina's hands were bound so tightly they turned a dark shade of violet, Percy and Matthias jerked her off the ground like she had committed a crime against them and walked her to the back of a white van. They threw her in like a sack of spuds and she was driven back to the place she had so desperately tried to save Percy, Matthias and Alia from.
Nina was pushed on the ground, then kicked repeatedly for not getting up quick enough. She was dragged to what she thought was a cellar and left in the room for a few hours until the hating man came back. It was the beginning of her capture all over again.
"So, Nina, do you have any pathetic excuses to try and save yourself with this time? 'Oh, it wasn't my idea to run away! It was theirs!' that's how it went down, right?" He chuckled to himself and leaned back in a chair, seeming to have all the time in the world.
"You are wrong to do this." Nina was huddled in the corner, not even looking in the man's direction.
"To do what? Kill you for lying to the police? No, I am not, it's part of my job. You don't make the rules. My boss does."
"For killing third children."
The man paused and thought about it. "It's a law, those who choose not to follow it have decided their fate for themselves. Not my problem."
Nina was done talking. She allowed the hating man to strap her in a chair and fill a syringe with a substance she did not know. At least it wouldn't be that painful, like a getting a flu vaccination, or Novocaine. "How many children have you killed?" Nina sat back in the chair, relaxing. She was finally going to die, and she couldn't do anything about it, just let it happen.
The hating man came back to Nina he inserted the syringe in the back of her neck, "Not kill, Nina. You'll see."
And with those final words, Nina's vision blurred and and the world slipped away into blackness.
ADVICE COLUMN.
ASK ASHLEY
Dear Ashley,
There is a law in my country the forbids the birth of third children,and I am exactly that. I have been living in a small apartment with my Grandma and Aunts all my life and not until I was sent to a girls school that I had gotten into trouble with the population police--for something I had no idea about.
My significant other, Jason, had been trying to learn the secret identities of shadow children to turn them in and get a reward, in fact, when he turned them in, he was the one who was captured, for betraying his country. To get himself out of trouble, he blamed the whole entire thing on me. I was beaten and beaten some more until I finally learned this. They told me the only way I could live was if I helped them betray three children they had arrested for being third children (ages 10, 9 and 6), but they didn't have enough information to kill them yet. I was put in a prison cell with them for much time but they wouldn't allow me any information about them, even though I was also posing as a third child being imprisoned for having been born. What I did learn, was that they lived alone and took care of themselves.
I was in talking to the man who captured me when a guard was poisoned. The guard had dropped his keys and attracted my keeper's attention for a long enough time for me to pick up the keys being unnoticed. He called for the ambulance and left with the guard, me with the keys. I am torn between attempting to save myself, or me and the three children. What should I do?
Sincerely,
The third child
Dear Third Child,
It sounds like you're in an awfully tough predicament. You could either save yourself or save the lives of three children who have lived a tougher and not as long life as yourself. If you were to save yourself, and not the three children, what would happen to them? What would happen to yourself? If you save the children, as well as yourself, what do you suppose would happen then, what would you do from then on? I honestly don't suggest running from the law for any reason, but if you would like to help your fellow prisoners, who are unable to help themselves at this time, you should also think of the consequences you face when you are saving three people instead of just one. You could be seen, you could be caught by the police and then all three of you could face a fate worse than the one you had back at the prison. But, if you choose to save yourself and only yourself, think of the children, and what would happen to them if you left them in the prison, what would they think of you if you had ran away and had the chance to help them but chose not to. What if they have families that they want to get back to? A grandma and aunties that miss them, like yours do? Keep these in mind when you make your final decision and I hoped this helped your problem a bit.
Sincerely,
Ashley
Dear Ashley,
I have decided to help the three children escape with me. My biggest fear was that they'd slow me down and we'd for sure get caught, turns out, I'm the slow one! We are on our way back to a forest behind my old school where we'll grow a garden a live for a while. If it wasn't for your decent advice, I surely wouldn't have helped them and who knows what I would be doing now, probably returning to the jail, begging them to take me back. The woods are scary at night and they'd be worse if I were alone. They've taught me so much about surviving in the wilderness without adult care, I acutally kind of have to think for myself instead of having rules and teachers determine my every move. Thank you, Ashley for helping me make the choice I did. We're making much better time than I ever would have by myself.
Thank you so much,
Nina Idi
AMONG THE BETRAYED: PROBLEMS;EDITORIAL.
Nina Idi ran back through the forest. Saving Alia, Percy and Matthias was all she cared about. The Population Police had already found her, but she could still keep them from finding the three children she had risked everything to save.
"Percy! Matthias! Alia! Run!" At this point, the population police were closing all around Nina, flashlights shining all over the place. She felt a strong grip on her shoulder, then the other one. Nina struggled to free herself but the grip only tightened more. She kicked and screamed and cried until she saw him.
The hating man walked out in front of Nina and crouched down, eye level with her. "Fancy seeing you here, Nina Idi. I see you've found Percy and Matthias, but where is your dear little Alia? Oh yeah,while you were out being careless, she found her way back to us and reported a third child, you."
Nina looked behind her, sure enough, Percy and Matthias were holding on to Nina's frail arms, after she had helped them escape.
"Don't be surprised, Nina, we suspected you were a third child the whole time, it was just a matter of getting it out of you is all." He grinned a certain way that made Nina want to punch him right in the face.
"They're third children, too! They told me! You have the wrong person!" Nina tried to wiggle away from their firm grip but it seemed that they had grown stronger than she though while she was gone.
"Oh, Nina, even if we had suspected you weren't a third child, you would have never been smart enough to work for the population police. It just turned out that Matthias, Percy and Alia were all better actors than you thought. It's a shame, really, a six year old being a better actor than a thirteen year old who has been pretending to be a normal, first child all her life." He patted her head, then motioned behind him for someone. Two burly men appeared holding rifles and started to bind Nina's hands together. Percy and Matthias did nothing to help her. They just watched her being tied without expression.
After Nina's hands were bound so tightly they turned a dark shade of violet, Percy and Matthias jerked her off the ground like she had committed a crime against them and walked her to the back of a white van. They threw her in like a sack of spuds and she was driven back to the place she had so desperately tried to save Percy, Matthias and Alia from.
Nina was pushed on the ground, then kicked repeatedly for not getting up quick enough. She was dragged to what she thought was a cellar and left in the room for a few hours until the hating man came back. It was the beginning of her capture all over again.
"So, Nina, do you have any pathetic excuses to try and save yourself with this time? 'Oh, it wasn't my idea to run away! It was theirs!' that's how it went down, right?" He chuckled to himself and leaned back in a chair, seeming to have all the time in the world.
"You are wrong to do this." Nina was huddled in the corner, not even looking in the man's direction.
"To do what? Kill you for lying to the police? No, I am not, it's part of my job. You don't make the rules. My boss does."
"For killing third children."
The man paused and thought about it. "It's a law, those who choose not to follow it have decided their fate for themselves. Not my problem."
Nina was done talking. She allowed the hating man to strap her in a chair and fill a syringe with a substance she did not know. At least it wouldn't be that painful, like a getting a flu vaccination, or Novocaine. "How many children have you killed?" Nina sat back in the chair, relaxing. She was finally going to die, and she couldn't do anything about it, just let it happen.
The hating man came back to Nina he inserted the syringe in the back of her neck, "Not kill, Nina. You'll see."
And with those final words, Nina's vision blurred and and the world slipped away into blackness.
ADVICE COLUMN.
ASK ASHLEY
Dear Ashley,
There is a law in my country the forbids the birth of third children,and I am exactly that. I have been living in a small apartment with my Grandma and Aunts all my life and not until I was sent to a girls school that I had gotten into trouble with the population police--for something I had no idea about.
My significant other, Jason, had been trying to learn the secret identities of shadow children to turn them in and get a reward, in fact, when he turned them in, he was the one who was captured, for betraying his country. To get himself out of trouble, he blamed the whole entire thing on me. I was beaten and beaten some more until I finally learned this. They told me the only way I could live was if I helped them betray three children they had arrested for being third children (ages 10, 9 and 6), but they didn't have enough information to kill them yet. I was put in a prison cell with them for much time but they wouldn't allow me any information about them, even though I was also posing as a third child being imprisoned for having been born. What I did learn, was that they lived alone and took care of themselves.
I was in talking to the man who captured me when a guard was poisoned. The guard had dropped his keys and attracted my keeper's attention for a long enough time for me to pick up the keys being unnoticed. He called for the ambulance and left with the guard, me with the keys. I am torn between attempting to save myself, or me and the three children. What should I do?
Sincerely,
The third child
Dear Third Child,
It sounds like you're in an awfully tough predicament. You could either save yourself or save the lives of three children who have lived a tougher and not as long life as yourself. If you were to save yourself, and not the three children, what would happen to them? What would happen to yourself? If you save the children, as well as yourself, what do you suppose would happen then, what would you do from then on? I honestly don't suggest running from the law for any reason, but if you would like to help your fellow prisoners, who are unable to help themselves at this time, you should also think of the consequences you face when you are saving three people instead of just one. You could be seen, you could be caught by the police and then all three of you could face a fate worse than the one you had back at the prison. But, if you choose to save yourself and only yourself, think of the children, and what would happen to them if you left them in the prison, what would they think of you if you had ran away and had the chance to help them but chose not to. What if they have families that they want to get back to? A grandma and aunties that miss them, like yours do? Keep these in mind when you make your final decision and I hoped this helped your problem a bit.
Sincerely,
Ashley
Dear Ashley,
I have decided to help the three children escape with me. My biggest fear was that they'd slow me down and we'd for sure get caught, turns out, I'm the slow one! We are on our way back to a forest behind my old school where we'll grow a garden a live for a while. If it wasn't for your decent advice, I surely wouldn't have helped them and who knows what I would be doing now, probably returning to the jail, begging them to take me back. The woods are scary at night and they'd be worse if I were alone. They've taught me so much about surviving in the wilderness without adult care, I acutally kind of have to think for myself instead of having rules and teachers determine my every move. Thank you, Ashley for helping me make the choice I did. We're making much better time than I ever would have by myself.
Thank you so much,
Nina Idi
AMONG THE BETRAYED: PROBLEMS;EDITORIAL.
Dear Margaret Peterson Haddix,
In your story, "Among the Betrayed," it was full of many scientifically fictional adventures that the main character, Nina Idi, and three others, Matthias, Percy and Alia, shared while running away from the population police, the people that monitor and eliminate any third child births.
Nina and the other three children are all illegal and on the run from the population police, however, as the story continues to unfold, Nina finds it harder to remain trusting the three children when they tell her nothing about themselves. Although she knew that the three children had taken care of themselves before she found them, she had no idea their survival skills would be just as good in the wilderness as it was in the city where they came from before. She continues to believe theya re hiding something, but she is not sure as to what.
This story is hard to perdict, the characters are not obvious as to whom is bad and whom is good, nor are there very many clues to help lead you to the ending.
In short, this book is full of suspence and is at the very least predictable. This book has kept me intrigued for the time I read it, and I hope to continue the series to the end.
COMMERCIAL.
In the book "Among the Betrayed," author Margaret Peterson Haddix introduces a girl by the name of Nina Idi, she is living in a time where third child births are prohibited because of famines. Nina Idi, or by her real name Elodie, is a third child and she has been imprisoned for being accused of turning in third children for a reward with her boyfriend Jason, or Scott. The Population Police offer Nina to either help them betray other third children or to die. When Nina first sees the children, they are only 6, 9 and 10. She has a hard time deciding whether or not to betray them. Until a guard was poisoned and he dropped his keys in a place quite convenient for Nina to pick up and escape both herself and the three other children.Nina is running away from the population police, being accused for something she did not do. As they run away, Nina learns more, not a lot more, about the children and they, her. When they finally reach their destination (a forest behind Nina's old school) they discover a food garden that eventually leads to Nina's doom. Or does it? DUN DUN DUUUUUNNNN.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
MORE IDENTITY BOOK.
Biography Of Ashley C. By Elisa C.
One of my favorite people of whome I love to write about, would be Ashley Anne Cox.
Born November 7th, 1996, she came into this world a happy, giggly, bouncing baby girl. As she grew through the years, she always was a curious person who loved to keep herself content and entertained. The curious side of her personality included always wanting to figure out how things worked. She could always focus and concentrate on something until she could figure it out. For instance, one time in second grade, Ashley wanted to make cookies. She was told she could not make cookies by herself. She was never taught. Low and behold, one and a half hours later, to many family member's surprise, Ashley had grabbed an old cook book and read on her own how to make chocolate chip cookies. She only needed several questions answered and the rest was all by herself. She even checked the oven for pots and pans before she turned it on.
Perhaps one of Ashley's greatest qualities would be her ability to tell the truth, the truth is very important to Ashley, even if it is sometimes not what the person would want to hear. This quality about her has been demonstrated often when interacting with her friends and family.
We all agree that if you want the truth, we can always count on Ashley. Mrs. Perrigo, Ashley's fifth grade teacher, once said that if she was ever in need of knowing the truth that she could always count on Ashley, whether it be on a personal basis or goings on in the classroom while the teacher was not present.
Ashley's generosity has always been a huge strength. Her ability to give of her time and money (when she has it) , her ability to solve a problem or to volunteer, always astounds. She helps out her family chores and is always ready to help, even with her little brother's homework.
Ashley is generally in good spirits, mostly, always quick with a shy smile and a little gleam in her eye that says, "I see you deeply." To her friends and people who know her, she is bubbly, happy and a bit hyper at times but always fun loving. this quality in her personality is why people are drawn to her.
One thing Ashley is working on improving is her ability to get things done in the last minute. She sometimes gets so wrapped up in what she is doing that she isn't aware of the time passing by. This enables her to forget projects that are due in school the next day or getting into the shower right before she goes to bed. She is now trying to see this quality in herself and and is trying to keep in mind what time she needs to get to bed by in order to to get the necessary things done in time before her head hits the pillow.
The best thing about Ashley is knowing that life is better because of all the people she touches with her gentle (sarcastic at times) sense of humor, her sweet smile, her generous spirit, helpfulness, caring, trusting, truthful soul and most of all, her loving heart. The world is truly a better place because of Ashley Anne Cox.
My laughter
The things in laugh that make me laugh are important to me. Laughter is my favorite thing in the whole wide world and I often let it show. Although somethings I laugh about may not be the nicest things, they are still very funny and bring me great joy through humor. I mostly find myself laughing at other people's troubles, pain, disappointment, confusion, etc. I know it's not right and that I should not laugh at people's mistakes, but I am not laughing at them, I am laughing at the mistake or issue they had. I also laugh at some of the most random stuff, someone could say moldy foosball and I'd crack up. Sometimes, I work things out in my head that could happen and then I start to laugh at a, usually very, inappropriate time. Laughter is the greatest and that is what my friend Riley and I do on the bus almost everyday.
One time, my friend Riley and I were bored on the bus a really long time ago. She was eating cough drops and had accidentally dropped one on the seat. Of course the seat had an unidentifiable amount of children's butts that had previously sat there, and Riley decided it was best not to eat the cough. I supplied her with the idea of feeding it to someone unsuspecting.
Wrapping the cough drop up and feeding it to someone wasn't good enough though, so Riley took the cough drop and rubbed it in the space between the seat's leg and the floor where most of the dirt was collected. Riley then rubbed the cough drop in the person sitting in the seat in front of her's hair to rub off the noticeable dirt.
After the cough drop only had a few marks from rubbing against small rocks, Riley wrapped the cough drop back up and handed it to me. I asked some random kid if he wanted a cough drop with a completely straight face. He told us that he had been having a cough lately and that he would be much obliged to have it. Hiding my face, I threw the cough drop so hard I thought it burst against the window. The boy had said it was lost and both mine and Riley's heart sank. Then a few seconds later, he found it and placed it into his mouth.
When we looked back after we thought he had lost it, we saw the bugle in his cheek and started laughing hysterically. I laughed so hard that my eyes watered and my stomach hurt. As for Riley, she laughed until she cried.
Although our trick was mean, it was so hilarious that I have remembered it all this time and it still brings me a good laugh every now and then. Riley and I can always count on each other for an entertaining bus ride home.
My creativity.
For my creativity, I decided to write a story.
Have you ever dreamed of being a superhero? Well, for just a small fee of money and time, you too can become the next greatest superhero! Atleast, that's what a young boy from Wisconsin did.
Damien Woggarts was fourteen at the time he got his superpowers. Instead of some normal (If you'd like to call them normal. Common would be a much more appropriate word.) super powers, Damien had gotten amazing and abnormal (ab-common) superpowers! Damien's life has never been the same.
On April 4th of 2008, Damien Woggarts and his family (consisting of his mother, father, and adopted cousin) took a trip a trip to Scotland for a break from their dull everyday life. They all (mostly the mom and dad) decided to go to a lake. While they were at the lake, Damien had to use the restroom. Unfortunately, rarely anyone anyone visited the lake, creating cheap lodging, but no public restrooms at any of the local attractions. Damien made the final decision of going to the bathroom behind a bush. As Damien headed toward a huddle of large shrubberies, he thought he heard heavy breathing or a slight growl, maybe even an asthmatic. After Damien had finished doing his business, he turned around to enjoy the blue, blue and even more blue-ish view of the lake. Blocking his view was a huge, black beast. "His mother?" You may ask, but no, it was much, much bigger.He looked up, only to see two red eyes glaring down upon him.
As son as Damien had saw them, he knew there was nothing he could do to save his life. The next thing that happened was the utmost predictable, he was traveling down the Loch Ness Monster's esophagus. Once Damien was down in the stomach, he had realized he could breathe. No, Damien had not grown gills, but he had landed in a stomach bubble! A smelly stomach bubble but atleast he could live a bit longer, so he sat down.
"Hey there!" A perky but gruff voice came out of no where, which was totally unexpected.
Damien looked around but did not see anyone else in the stomach with him. "Uh. . . Hello?" He looked at the bottom of his bubble and saw a grubby little face looking up at him. Damien screamed and jumped when he discovered he was not alone.
"Don't be afraid, Little Feller! Gary won't hurt ya!"
The next thing Damien knew, there was an obnoxious hobo taking up most of the room in his bubble. "Holy crap!" Damien was frozen in place and utterly terrified.
"Don't be afraid! I'm Gary!" The hobo then started to pet Damien's hair, which creeped him out even more.
"Please don't hurt me, I have a severe sickness and only a few--" Damien was interrupted by the mysterious hobo's laughter. He couldn't believe it, why was this hobo laughing at him? "Why are you laughing at me? The least you could do is take me seriously before you eat me."
"The name's Gary. Been right here for twenty years. It's a mighty fine pleasure to meet you. . ." Gary still didn't know Damien's name.
"Damien. . . Damien Woggarts."
After several days of spending several days and nights in the Loch Ness Monster's stomach there came a very alarming rumbling that awoke both Gary and Damien.
"We're getting out of here!" exclaimed Gary. Just as soon as he spoke, his bubble floated through the roof of the stomach. Damien could feel his bubble rising and soon, his bubble popped! He almost drown, for he had been caught in the Loch Ness Monster's throat. He awoke to Gary beating on his lower stomach. "Ah! What the heck, Gary?" Damien pushed Gary away and could feel his stomach bruising.
"I was giving you CPR. I didn't want to be out in the real world alone." Gary looked down and started sulking.
Damien looked around, squinting at first. It looked around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, not night time at all. Nothing looked familiar from when he had first been swallowed, they could have traveled miles and Damien wouldn't know it. He looked back at the Loch Ness Monster just in time to shout "NO!" before he swallowed them again. The Loch Ness Monster looked at Damien, then at Gary and Damien realized what he must do. He had to train the Loch Ness Monster to leave tourists alone. And also hobos. It would be a long process but it would pay off in the end.
After two long years and all of the money in his wallet, Damien had successfully tamed Nessie, in return, Nessie promised Damien one wish, he wished for Gary and him to have super powers. After he made the wish, Nessie disappeared, and now it is up to Damien and Gary to discover what they are.
One of my favorite people of whome I love to write about, would be Ashley Anne Cox.
Born November 7th, 1996, she came into this world a happy, giggly, bouncing baby girl. As she grew through the years, she always was a curious person who loved to keep herself content and entertained. The curious side of her personality included always wanting to figure out how things worked. She could always focus and concentrate on something until she could figure it out. For instance, one time in second grade, Ashley wanted to make cookies. She was told she could not make cookies by herself. She was never taught. Low and behold, one and a half hours later, to many family member's surprise, Ashley had grabbed an old cook book and read on her own how to make chocolate chip cookies. She only needed several questions answered and the rest was all by herself. She even checked the oven for pots and pans before she turned it on.
Perhaps one of Ashley's greatest qualities would be her ability to tell the truth, the truth is very important to Ashley, even if it is sometimes not what the person would want to hear. This quality about her has been demonstrated often when interacting with her friends and family.
We all agree that if you want the truth, we can always count on Ashley. Mrs. Perrigo, Ashley's fifth grade teacher, once said that if she was ever in need of knowing the truth that she could always count on Ashley, whether it be on a personal basis or goings on in the classroom while the teacher was not present.
Ashley's generosity has always been a huge strength. Her ability to give of her time and money (when she has it) , her ability to solve a problem or to volunteer, always astounds. She helps out her family chores and is always ready to help, even with her little brother's homework.
Ashley is generally in good spirits, mostly, always quick with a shy smile and a little gleam in her eye that says, "I see you deeply." To her friends and people who know her, she is bubbly, happy and a bit hyper at times but always fun loving. this quality in her personality is why people are drawn to her.
One thing Ashley is working on improving is her ability to get things done in the last minute. She sometimes gets so wrapped up in what she is doing that she isn't aware of the time passing by. This enables her to forget projects that are due in school the next day or getting into the shower right before she goes to bed. She is now trying to see this quality in herself and and is trying to keep in mind what time she needs to get to bed by in order to to get the necessary things done in time before her head hits the pillow.
The best thing about Ashley is knowing that life is better because of all the people she touches with her gentle (sarcastic at times) sense of humor, her sweet smile, her generous spirit, helpfulness, caring, trusting, truthful soul and most of all, her loving heart. The world is truly a better place because of Ashley Anne Cox.
My laughter
The things in laugh that make me laugh are important to me. Laughter is my favorite thing in the whole wide world and I often let it show. Although somethings I laugh about may not be the nicest things, they are still very funny and bring me great joy through humor. I mostly find myself laughing at other people's troubles, pain, disappointment, confusion, etc. I know it's not right and that I should not laugh at people's mistakes, but I am not laughing at them, I am laughing at the mistake or issue they had. I also laugh at some of the most random stuff, someone could say moldy foosball and I'd crack up. Sometimes, I work things out in my head that could happen and then I start to laugh at a, usually very, inappropriate time. Laughter is the greatest and that is what my friend Riley and I do on the bus almost everyday.
One time, my friend Riley and I were bored on the bus a really long time ago. She was eating cough drops and had accidentally dropped one on the seat. Of course the seat had an unidentifiable amount of children's butts that had previously sat there, and Riley decided it was best not to eat the cough. I supplied her with the idea of feeding it to someone unsuspecting.
Wrapping the cough drop up and feeding it to someone wasn't good enough though, so Riley took the cough drop and rubbed it in the space between the seat's leg and the floor where most of the dirt was collected. Riley then rubbed the cough drop in the person sitting in the seat in front of her's hair to rub off the noticeable dirt.
After the cough drop only had a few marks from rubbing against small rocks, Riley wrapped the cough drop back up and handed it to me. I asked some random kid if he wanted a cough drop with a completely straight face. He told us that he had been having a cough lately and that he would be much obliged to have it. Hiding my face, I threw the cough drop so hard I thought it burst against the window. The boy had said it was lost and both mine and Riley's heart sank. Then a few seconds later, he found it and placed it into his mouth.
When we looked back after we thought he had lost it, we saw the bugle in his cheek and started laughing hysterically. I laughed so hard that my eyes watered and my stomach hurt. As for Riley, she laughed until she cried.
Although our trick was mean, it was so hilarious that I have remembered it all this time and it still brings me a good laugh every now and then. Riley and I can always count on each other for an entertaining bus ride home.
My creativity.
For my creativity, I decided to write a story.
Have you ever dreamed of being a superhero? Well, for just a small fee of money and time, you too can become the next greatest superhero! Atleast, that's what a young boy from Wisconsin did.
Damien Woggarts was fourteen at the time he got his superpowers. Instead of some normal (If you'd like to call them normal. Common would be a much more appropriate word.) super powers, Damien had gotten amazing and abnormal (ab-common) superpowers! Damien's life has never been the same.
On April 4th of 2008, Damien Woggarts and his family (consisting of his mother, father, and adopted cousin) took a trip a trip to Scotland for a break from their dull everyday life. They all (mostly the mom and dad) decided to go to a lake. While they were at the lake, Damien had to use the restroom. Unfortunately, rarely anyone anyone visited the lake, creating cheap lodging, but no public restrooms at any of the local attractions. Damien made the final decision of going to the bathroom behind a bush. As Damien headed toward a huddle of large shrubberies, he thought he heard heavy breathing or a slight growl, maybe even an asthmatic. After Damien had finished doing his business, he turned around to enjoy the blue, blue and even more blue-ish view of the lake. Blocking his view was a huge, black beast. "His mother?" You may ask, but no, it was much, much bigger.He looked up, only to see two red eyes glaring down upon him.
As son as Damien had saw them, he knew there was nothing he could do to save his life. The next thing that happened was the utmost predictable, he was traveling down the Loch Ness Monster's esophagus. Once Damien was down in the stomach, he had realized he could breathe. No, Damien had not grown gills, but he had landed in a stomach bubble! A smelly stomach bubble but atleast he could live a bit longer, so he sat down.
"Hey there!" A perky but gruff voice came out of no where, which was totally unexpected.
Damien looked around but did not see anyone else in the stomach with him. "Uh. . . Hello?" He looked at the bottom of his bubble and saw a grubby little face looking up at him. Damien screamed and jumped when he discovered he was not alone.
"Don't be afraid, Little Feller! Gary won't hurt ya!"
The next thing Damien knew, there was an obnoxious hobo taking up most of the room in his bubble. "Holy crap!" Damien was frozen in place and utterly terrified.
"Don't be afraid! I'm Gary!" The hobo then started to pet Damien's hair, which creeped him out even more.
"Please don't hurt me, I have a severe sickness and only a few--" Damien was interrupted by the mysterious hobo's laughter. He couldn't believe it, why was this hobo laughing at him? "Why are you laughing at me? The least you could do is take me seriously before you eat me."
"The name's Gary. Been right here for twenty years. It's a mighty fine pleasure to meet you. . ." Gary still didn't know Damien's name.
"Damien. . . Damien Woggarts."
After several days of spending several days and nights in the Loch Ness Monster's stomach there came a very alarming rumbling that awoke both Gary and Damien.
"We're getting out of here!" exclaimed Gary. Just as soon as he spoke, his bubble floated through the roof of the stomach. Damien could feel his bubble rising and soon, his bubble popped! He almost drown, for he had been caught in the Loch Ness Monster's throat. He awoke to Gary beating on his lower stomach. "Ah! What the heck, Gary?" Damien pushed Gary away and could feel his stomach bruising.
"I was giving you CPR. I didn't want to be out in the real world alone." Gary looked down and started sulking.
Damien looked around, squinting at first. It looked around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, not night time at all. Nothing looked familiar from when he had first been swallowed, they could have traveled miles and Damien wouldn't know it. He looked back at the Loch Ness Monster just in time to shout "NO!" before he swallowed them again. The Loch Ness Monster looked at Damien, then at Gary and Damien realized what he must do. He had to train the Loch Ness Monster to leave tourists alone. And also hobos. It would be a long process but it would pay off in the end.
After two long years and all of the money in his wallet, Damien had successfully tamed Nessie, in return, Nessie promised Damien one wish, he wished for Gary and him to have super powers. After he made the wish, Nessie disappeared, and now it is up to Damien and Gary to discover what they are.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Identity Book.
Ashley Anne,
My character
When I demonstrate kindness of any sort, I always consider fairness before I make any final decisions. When I think of fairness, I think of ways to be fair while keeping everyone's best interest in mind. There are many ways to find fairness in one part of a problem, but sometimes you might have to try a little harder to find a fair solution that works, while also keeping everyone happy. I think I am good at finding ways to be fair and honest, and also kind. Here is just one way that I have demonstrated spontaneous kindness in a way that helped me to feel humble, and to also be able to put myself into someone else's shoes.
On a dreary Winter's day, I was tagging along with my parent's to Bi-Mart in search of my grandmother's Christmas wish. When out of the car, I placed my foot upon the rain-drenched parking lot and noticed an odd feeling beneath my right foot. When I looked down at where my foot had previously been placed, I saw the turquoise color of an Oregon Trail card that had been soaking in the rain.
When I first picked the card up, there were several thoughts going through my mind: My family was struggling for money this Holiday Season and there was some that was just sitting there, free for the taking. Another thought I was having was how badly the people missing the card must be doing financially since they were on food stamps, especially during Christmas time. It was the last thought that put my dilemma to rest. If I were to take this Oregon Trail card, and keep it for my own, I would be taking money from someone who obviously needed it more than us. As I walked into Bi-Mart, I stopped by the customer service desk and let the lady working there know the whereabouts of the lost card.
After looking for my grandma's gift, we retreated from the store not being able to find it. But one thing that I learned that day was to always choose kindness at any opportunity you can. It was a good way to start off my Christmas break.
My Body.
The ways that I am able to keep my body healthy are:
-By exercising
And
-Eating right.
I exercise everyday! Whether it just be a stroll around the neighborhood, or a full blown, vigorous workout at my uncle's gym, I make sure and maintain a healthy amount of exercise in my everyday life. Exercise is important to me because it helps to keep me strong and healthy. It also helps you to feel alert and not sluggish.
Eating right is another way I keep myself healthy. If you eat the right amount of fruits and vegetables, it can work wonders on how well and long you are able to work out and exercise. I always have fruits and vegetables in my daily diet and it allows me to stay healthy and they keep me happy and keep me from getting depressed, especially the kinds of foods that have vitamin D in them.
Since I live in Oregon, it is difficult for me to always get Vitamin D, especially in the winter. Vitamin D keeps me from feeling anxiety and Depression. I have a lack of it because I do not get enough sun so I have to make sure and eat fruits and vegetables with enough Vitamin D to keep me happy.
Eating right and exercising go hand in hand, and that is why they are import to keep in your everyday life.
My Appearance.
My appearance is how I am defined. Many labels are out there and many people also choose to use them. I, however, think they are a way of being immature and trying to judge people when it's not necessary.
I am fourteen years of age and I am 5'6". I have naturally wavy and dark brown hair. My hiar is short at the moment, but it has been growing since 6th grade and is now shoulder length, a little lower actually, but I wear hair extensions to get it the length I want it. I have light blue eyes and very pale skin. I am a female and have no freckles and most of the time, clear skin (Woot! Woot!). I'm happy just the way I am and I have learned to live with the imperfections that make me, me.
My feelings.
I express my feelings in healthy ways as much as I can, but sometimes I express feelings that make me sad and it is much harder to express those feelings healthily.
One time, I was at Best Buy and I had saved up a whole bunch of money to go and buy CD's. As i was walking out the door, I realized I had no CD player to play them in. I decided to tell my mother about my troubles, but the only advice she had to offer was just to save up some more money and buy a CD player.
I was upset that I'd have to wait even longer to be able to listen to my CD's since it had already took me so much time and money to buy them all. I decided not to focus on the bad, but instead, focus on how wonderful it would be to listen to the CD's once I did get my CD player.
I stepped of the sidewalk and a man came up to me, holding the change from the purchase he had just made. He hesitantly handed me a ten dollar bill and forced a smile. It was so unexpected that I almost forgot to say thank you to the man who had just given me enough money for a CD player.
I felt so happy after that, that I felt obligated to share my new wealth, just as the man had shared with me. While standing at the cash register, I noticed a small acrylic box that was collecting money for a local charity. With all the change I had left, I shoved it in the little box and felt so glad to help someone who needed something, just as I had only minutes ago.
Instead of always dwelling on bad feelings, like not having enough money and having to wait a long to time to be able to listen to my CD's, I thought of how great my life would be after I got my CD player and was able to listen to my CD's. Almost immediately after I had expressed my feelings in a healthy and positive manner, I was rewarded by being given enough money to fix the problem I was facing. Ever since that day, I have always tried my best to express my feelings in a very healthy way.
My Relationships.
Relationships are important in life and the best people I know are the people I have healthy relationships with.
One healthy relationship I have is with my mother, Elisa. She has always been such a good listener with me and she could never judge me no matter what were to happen.. She doesn't overreact about the small things like some parents would do, and that is why I always trust her when I need someone to talk to. I will always tell her what's going on in my life, and I never ever try to hide things from her.
Another healthy relationship I have is with my grandpa, George. My grandpa is getting very old. Since my grandmother died, he has been very lonely and sad. My grandpa likes to have me around to help him with chores and to just have another living person around his home other than his cat and very obese dog. I can always count on my grandpa to give me a good laugh. He is very special to me and he is my most important person.
My friend Kelli is responsible for my most fun relationship. She can also be trusted with almost anything. She is honest and fair with me and is undoubtedly my bestest friend! Kelli has been home schooled all of her life and is a part of a family that is extremely active in church and a ton of church activities. In fact, I met Kelli at a church camp that my grandma enrolled me in and now it is the highlight of my year. Kelli and I are always finding ways to make each other laugh and smile and we can always be honest with each other.
Another one of my healthy relationships is with my aunt Kathy. We are both Scorpios so we understand each other's crude and sarcastic humor. We can always find ways to laugh and we enjoy the same activities so we can always have fun together! Although sometimes we can be a little rude and appear mean, we are really just joking and trying to have fun.
Ashley Anne,
My character
When I demonstrate kindness of any sort, I always consider fairness before I make any final decisions. When I think of fairness, I think of ways to be fair while keeping everyone's best interest in mind. There are many ways to find fairness in one part of a problem, but sometimes you might have to try a little harder to find a fair solution that works, while also keeping everyone happy. I think I am good at finding ways to be fair and honest, and also kind. Here is just one way that I have demonstrated spontaneous kindness in a way that helped me to feel humble, and to also be able to put myself into someone else's shoes.
On a dreary Winter's day, I was tagging along with my parent's to Bi-Mart in search of my grandmother's Christmas wish. When out of the car, I placed my foot upon the rain-drenched parking lot and noticed an odd feeling beneath my right foot. When I looked down at where my foot had previously been placed, I saw the turquoise color of an Oregon Trail card that had been soaking in the rain.
When I first picked the card up, there were several thoughts going through my mind: My family was struggling for money this Holiday Season and there was some that was just sitting there, free for the taking. Another thought I was having was how badly the people missing the card must be doing financially since they were on food stamps, especially during Christmas time. It was the last thought that put my dilemma to rest. If I were to take this Oregon Trail card, and keep it for my own, I would be taking money from someone who obviously needed it more than us. As I walked into Bi-Mart, I stopped by the customer service desk and let the lady working there know the whereabouts of the lost card.
After looking for my grandma's gift, we retreated from the store not being able to find it. But one thing that I learned that day was to always choose kindness at any opportunity you can. It was a good way to start off my Christmas break.
My Body.
The ways that I am able to keep my body healthy are:
-By exercising
And
-Eating right.
I exercise everyday! Whether it just be a stroll around the neighborhood, or a full blown, vigorous workout at my uncle's gym, I make sure and maintain a healthy amount of exercise in my everyday life. Exercise is important to me because it helps to keep me strong and healthy. It also helps you to feel alert and not sluggish.
Eating right is another way I keep myself healthy. If you eat the right amount of fruits and vegetables, it can work wonders on how well and long you are able to work out and exercise. I always have fruits and vegetables in my daily diet and it allows me to stay healthy and they keep me happy and keep me from getting depressed, especially the kinds of foods that have vitamin D in them.
Since I live in Oregon, it is difficult for me to always get Vitamin D, especially in the winter. Vitamin D keeps me from feeling anxiety and Depression. I have a lack of it because I do not get enough sun so I have to make sure and eat fruits and vegetables with enough Vitamin D to keep me happy.
Eating right and exercising go hand in hand, and that is why they are import to keep in your everyday life.
My Appearance.
My appearance is how I am defined. Many labels are out there and many people also choose to use them. I, however, think they are a way of being immature and trying to judge people when it's not necessary.
I am fourteen years of age and I am 5'6". I have naturally wavy and dark brown hair. My hiar is short at the moment, but it has been growing since 6th grade and is now shoulder length, a little lower actually, but I wear hair extensions to get it the length I want it. I have light blue eyes and very pale skin. I am a female and have no freckles and most of the time, clear skin (Woot! Woot!). I'm happy just the way I am and I have learned to live with the imperfections that make me, me.
My feelings.
I express my feelings in healthy ways as much as I can, but sometimes I express feelings that make me sad and it is much harder to express those feelings healthily.
One time, I was at Best Buy and I had saved up a whole bunch of money to go and buy CD's. As i was walking out the door, I realized I had no CD player to play them in. I decided to tell my mother about my troubles, but the only advice she had to offer was just to save up some more money and buy a CD player.
I was upset that I'd have to wait even longer to be able to listen to my CD's since it had already took me so much time and money to buy them all. I decided not to focus on the bad, but instead, focus on how wonderful it would be to listen to the CD's once I did get my CD player.
I stepped of the sidewalk and a man came up to me, holding the change from the purchase he had just made. He hesitantly handed me a ten dollar bill and forced a smile. It was so unexpected that I almost forgot to say thank you to the man who had just given me enough money for a CD player.
I felt so happy after that, that I felt obligated to share my new wealth, just as the man had shared with me. While standing at the cash register, I noticed a small acrylic box that was collecting money for a local charity. With all the change I had left, I shoved it in the little box and felt so glad to help someone who needed something, just as I had only minutes ago.
Instead of always dwelling on bad feelings, like not having enough money and having to wait a long to time to be able to listen to my CD's, I thought of how great my life would be after I got my CD player and was able to listen to my CD's. Almost immediately after I had expressed my feelings in a healthy and positive manner, I was rewarded by being given enough money to fix the problem I was facing. Ever since that day, I have always tried my best to express my feelings in a very healthy way.
My Relationships.
Relationships are important in life and the best people I know are the people I have healthy relationships with.
One healthy relationship I have is with my mother, Elisa. She has always been such a good listener with me and she could never judge me no matter what were to happen.. She doesn't overreact about the small things like some parents would do, and that is why I always trust her when I need someone to talk to. I will always tell her what's going on in my life, and I never ever try to hide things from her.
Another healthy relationship I have is with my grandpa, George. My grandpa is getting very old. Since my grandmother died, he has been very lonely and sad. My grandpa likes to have me around to help him with chores and to just have another living person around his home other than his cat and very obese dog. I can always count on my grandpa to give me a good laugh. He is very special to me and he is my most important person.
My friend Kelli is responsible for my most fun relationship. She can also be trusted with almost anything. She is honest and fair with me and is undoubtedly my bestest friend! Kelli has been home schooled all of her life and is a part of a family that is extremely active in church and a ton of church activities. In fact, I met Kelli at a church camp that my grandma enrolled me in and now it is the highlight of my year. Kelli and I are always finding ways to make each other laugh and smile and we can always be honest with each other.
Another one of my healthy relationships is with my aunt Kathy. We are both Scorpios so we understand each other's crude and sarcastic humor. We can always find ways to laugh and we enjoy the same activities so we can always have fun together! Although sometimes we can be a little rude and appear mean, we are really just joking and trying to have fun.
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