Hi my name is Aris. What can I say about school well I really don’t like school and yet I do good in it I have never been in a deans office or neither have I ever entered a principals office. I do pretty well in school that’s why I don’t understand why I don’t like school. I have a big family but hardly even see them let’s just say they are in the other side of the world. Not really am just being sarcastic. My grandma had twelve kids so you can imagine how hectic her life might have been. This big family is from my Dads side and now you can only imagine about my Moms side we also don’t see them that often. Now my Moms mom had about the same or more kids than my other grandma I think she had about fifteen kids but since she was from a different country where my mom was born in and from her first marriage I guess that’s why she had more kids.
The place we are from is from Guatemala and so that’s the place my mom was born but my moms mom was from Salvador so I guess she was mixed the reason am writing about my family is because they are something really special even though I never see them. My Dads side of my family is from Colombia from this small town named Cali. That’s why I hardly see my Dads family. I have two brothers and two sisters I have an older brother that has his own family he has two beautiful kids one is named Kenny and the other Anahi. I have another sister that is 19 and the other one is 14 and then the little one is 13. We have a pretty nice relationship with my brothers and sisters.
I ‘am a really funny girl I love making people laugh I guess that’s bone of my specialties to make people crack up I remember when I was home with my bigger sister and she was feeling sad and so I decided to try to make her laugh and so I stood up and I kept on talking to myself and I wasn’t talking in English I was talking in this language that my sister and I came up with well its really hilarious and so my voice kept on going louder and louder each time and until she stood up and started to laugh I guess its so much funnier in the present moment. But the thing is that that’s something I love doing. I’m also a person who loves listening and give advice I just love it all my friends come to me when they need advice or just someone to talk to.
I guess I like to be there for my friends and family. I also love animals and that’s why I want to become an animal trainer or something that has to do with animals and I have been saying and thinking about being this since I was a little girl I remember when I first fell in love with animals and my passion for being and animal helper it was in the second grade they were doing this assembly out in the school campus and my class was invited to go and so we were the class that was rite in the front and so the brought in this cow and everybody was scared and I was the only one that went up to touch the cow they also showed other animals and I was the only one to actually go up and touch the animals that the were showing it was really interesting thinking about how I was the only one to touch the animals. Ever since that experience that was what I fell in love with.
Another thing about me is that I love reading books. I really haven’t read that much books but the ones that I have read are really nice and about love and mystery and about life that’s the books I love to read the most in fact I just finished reading THE TWILIGHT NEW MOON. This book is really nice and I enjoyed reading it. I also love writing and again I don’t understand why I don’t like school maybe its not that I don’t like it and I make myself believe that. My conclusion is that I do but no a lot. Another thing I love doing is drawing I love to draw I think that I do pretty good in drawing specially if you love doing it. Well that was my fascinating intro about me and my family.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Violence Essay
Violence is something that happens to everyone no matter what age you are or if your rich poor or any other class. Violence is not a good thing to be proud of although some people love violence and think that violence could fix things which is not true. Personally I have lived threw violence when I was a little girl. I use to see my mom get beat up by this man who I use to call father. It was not a nice seeing my mom get beat up for no apparent reason and this affected me so much not only mentally but physically I remember I use to hit my friends and I would only think about hitting one of my little friends it was not nice being known as the little bully from kinder.
After I was in second grade I started to change but their was no use because all the little girls wouldn’t want to be my friends. Despite that I would still see my mom get beat up. Some people are going threw this as am writing and probably because they might love them or simply because they are scared of that curtained person that is doing that rite now they won’t leave them and continue having this unwanted life for them. Living like this is not a nice thing or feeling to wake up to but there is always someone that inspires you to live on with your life and want a better life without the person that beats them up.
I really don’t understand why there is so much violence in this world and the most is verbal violence a lot of people think that by calling someone names it makes them feel good about themselves but really their just harming themselves. Its an amazing thing how there is violence for everything I guess some people just wake up on the wrong side of the bed. Me personally I try to sustain myself from calling someone a name or just fighting although I have never gotten in a fight ever since 3rd grade and I feel good about that. Theirs some girls that fight just for a dumb nick name I really think that its so retarded I see no point in that and yet there is people out there that hide half of their life time because someone wants to kill them I wouldn’t live with that that’s why a lot of people leave their countries because someone wants to kill them.
There is not only violence between us people but there is also WAR and that’s with our own country a lot of people lose their family in the wars. We all now there is varieties of violence we now there is mentally physical and many other more but we all have to now how to sustain ourselves from something bad happening to us or to our love ones. Hopefully violence could stop some people may not even go threw violence at all but some do and its sad just thinking about it I just wish violence could come to an end. My family and I really don’t have a problem with violence at least not rite now I guess we are lucky for that.
After I was in second grade I started to change but their was no use because all the little girls wouldn’t want to be my friends. Despite that I would still see my mom get beat up. Some people are going threw this as am writing and probably because they might love them or simply because they are scared of that curtained person that is doing that rite now they won’t leave them and continue having this unwanted life for them. Living like this is not a nice thing or feeling to wake up to but there is always someone that inspires you to live on with your life and want a better life without the person that beats them up.
I really don’t understand why there is so much violence in this world and the most is verbal violence a lot of people think that by calling someone names it makes them feel good about themselves but really their just harming themselves. Its an amazing thing how there is violence for everything I guess some people just wake up on the wrong side of the bed. Me personally I try to sustain myself from calling someone a name or just fighting although I have never gotten in a fight ever since 3rd grade and I feel good about that. Theirs some girls that fight just for a dumb nick name I really think that its so retarded I see no point in that and yet there is people out there that hide half of their life time because someone wants to kill them I wouldn’t live with that that’s why a lot of people leave their countries because someone wants to kill them.
There is not only violence between us people but there is also WAR and that’s with our own country a lot of people lose their family in the wars. We all now there is varieties of violence we now there is mentally physical and many other more but we all have to now how to sustain ourselves from something bad happening to us or to our love ones. Hopefully violence could stop some people may not even go threw violence at all but some do and its sad just thinking about it I just wish violence could come to an end. My family and I really don’t have a problem with violence at least not rite now I guess we are lucky for that.
Wild Card Essay
SNAIL STORY
One day my friends and I were hanging out right across the street from where I live and so we got so bored that we started to walk around, well finally when we got tired and we decided to sit. After a little while my friend starts to notice that there is something funny looking crawling the direction she was sitting so she gets up terrified and she starts to scream “what is that” “what is that” well after that excitement we all started to laugh.
The next day we decided to go back to the place we were at the day before so we got their and this time their wasn’t only one their were a million literally we were terrified so we got so amazed of how many snails they were that we graved sticks and we started to picking them up with a stick and putting them on top of each other and so we kept on doing that until we got really bored of it so then after we began to count them all and their were so many that I even lost count of them.
After a couple of days we went back to the same place but this time we were not messing around we were just talking and having such a good time. But then my friend thought it would be funny to throw them on each other so when I heard that I didn’t even think about it and I just ran inside my house and since they were all guys they started to throw them on each other so I didn’t even come out for a whole week. Because of that experience that started to become an every day game. Of course I was not happy of the game that they came up with, I thought it was ridiculous.
I didn’t come out for two whole weeks because they kept on playing the same game every day and they thought it would be fun to invite more friends over to play the little dumb game they came up with. So after that happened four days later I started to notice that they wouldn’t play that game so I decided to come outside for the first time and when I came outside they seem a little weird and they all started to giggle well I thought to myself what was so funny? But their was no answer I was already convincing myself that they were up to no good
I noticed that one of my friends was picking one up and about to throw it to me. When I noticed that, I immediately ran back home and in to my room. I didn’t know I had so much fear towards snails and so I found out I did. The next day I was so mad I completely ignored my friends I guess I got a bit upset about what they were about to do. They tried talking to me but I didn’t even look at their faces. The funny thing was that later that night I had a horrible nightmare it was about how a Giant Snail was crawling after me around the world this dream was at the same time funny but terrifying.
I guess that dream caused me not to talk to my friends. After a couple of days I noticed that my friends were not coming to my house, so I got a bit sad and I decided to call them over to see what we were going to do for Halloween. After a little a while my friends started to come and we decided to stay outside and talk their but little did I know what they were up to, we came up with what we were going to do for Halloween and for a little bit their was silence… then out of no where I see some of my other friends coming towards us, since we were just girls hanging out, and one that is terrified of snails they started to throw a bunch of snails at us. That experience was so disgusting I just burst into crying I am never going to forget that ugly day. I wouldn’t want to experience it again either.
The reason I started to cry was because I was wearing shorts, the worst idea ever because snails are so sticky they got stock on my legs. Seriously that was the worst day ever and to top it of the next day I woke up. I had spots everywhere I started asking myself what had caused it, and I remembered that the day before my friends threw snails at me. I was clearly allergic to snails and all my plans were ruined because I was supposed to go to this huge party, and I had been looking forward for this party and now since I had red spots all over my body I wasn’t going to go to that party. I thought about something I could do so I could go to that party and so I came up with another costume. This idea was going to be perfect well I ended being a sick baby with chicken pox. Well I thought that just because I had red bumps all over my body and with the urgency of going to that party it wasn’t going to detain me from going to that party. Well this is the funny story I was so embarrassed to say and finally I got to say it…. And in a sheet of paper for an essay how funny!
One day my friends and I were hanging out right across the street from where I live and so we got so bored that we started to walk around, well finally when we got tired and we decided to sit. After a little while my friend starts to notice that there is something funny looking crawling the direction she was sitting so she gets up terrified and she starts to scream “what is that” “what is that” well after that excitement we all started to laugh.
The next day we decided to go back to the place we were at the day before so we got their and this time their wasn’t only one their were a million literally we were terrified so we got so amazed of how many snails they were that we graved sticks and we started to picking them up with a stick and putting them on top of each other and so we kept on doing that until we got really bored of it so then after we began to count them all and their were so many that I even lost count of them.
After a couple of days we went back to the same place but this time we were not messing around we were just talking and having such a good time. But then my friend thought it would be funny to throw them on each other so when I heard that I didn’t even think about it and I just ran inside my house and since they were all guys they started to throw them on each other so I didn’t even come out for a whole week. Because of that experience that started to become an every day game. Of course I was not happy of the game that they came up with, I thought it was ridiculous.
I didn’t come out for two whole weeks because they kept on playing the same game every day and they thought it would be fun to invite more friends over to play the little dumb game they came up with. So after that happened four days later I started to notice that they wouldn’t play that game so I decided to come outside for the first time and when I came outside they seem a little weird and they all started to giggle well I thought to myself what was so funny? But their was no answer I was already convincing myself that they were up to no good
I noticed that one of my friends was picking one up and about to throw it to me. When I noticed that, I immediately ran back home and in to my room. I didn’t know I had so much fear towards snails and so I found out I did. The next day I was so mad I completely ignored my friends I guess I got a bit upset about what they were about to do. They tried talking to me but I didn’t even look at their faces. The funny thing was that later that night I had a horrible nightmare it was about how a Giant Snail was crawling after me around the world this dream was at the same time funny but terrifying.
I guess that dream caused me not to talk to my friends. After a couple of days I noticed that my friends were not coming to my house, so I got a bit sad and I decided to call them over to see what we were going to do for Halloween. After a little a while my friends started to come and we decided to stay outside and talk their but little did I know what they were up to, we came up with what we were going to do for Halloween and for a little bit their was silence… then out of no where I see some of my other friends coming towards us, since we were just girls hanging out, and one that is terrified of snails they started to throw a bunch of snails at us. That experience was so disgusting I just burst into crying I am never going to forget that ugly day. I wouldn’t want to experience it again either.
The reason I started to cry was because I was wearing shorts, the worst idea ever because snails are so sticky they got stock on my legs. Seriously that was the worst day ever and to top it of the next day I woke up. I had spots everywhere I started asking myself what had caused it, and I remembered that the day before my friends threw snails at me. I was clearly allergic to snails and all my plans were ruined because I was supposed to go to this huge party, and I had been looking forward for this party and now since I had red spots all over my body I wasn’t going to go to that party. I thought about something I could do so I could go to that party and so I came up with another costume. This idea was going to be perfect well I ended being a sick baby with chicken pox. Well I thought that just because I had red bumps all over my body and with the urgency of going to that party it wasn’t going to detain me from going to that party. Well this is the funny story I was so embarrassed to say and finally I got to say it…. And in a sheet of paper for an essay how funny!
Monday, January 25, 2010
VOCABULARY NARRATIVE
ONE INTERESTING WORD THAT I JUST THOUGHT I HAD TO USE IN EVERY SENTENCE WAS LEGIT I DONT NOW WHY BUT FOR SOME REASON I REALLY LIKE THAT WORD. ALOT OF PEOPLE USE THE WORD BUT I HAVENT HERD IT FROM ANY OF MY FRIENDS. SINCE NONE OF MY FRIENDS USE THE WORD AND I REALLY DON’T KNOW THE MEANING OF IT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA TO FIND OUT WHAT THIS INTERESTING WORD MEANS. FIRST THING I FOUND OUT WAS THAT THE WORD LEGIT MEANS TO MAKE LAWFUL OR LEGAL THAT DIDN’T SOUND CONVINCING BECAUSE MOST TEENAGERS DON’T EVEN KNOW THINGS ABOUT LAW SO I LOOKED INTO IT EVEN MORE. WHAT I FOUND OUT WAS THAT IN 1494 THE WORD MEANT LAWFULLY BEGOTTEN AND THE WORD WAS PRONOUNCED LEGITIMATUS. SO THE WORD ORIGINALLY HAS TO DO WITH LAW. BUT THEN AFTER THE SENCE OF THE WORD CHANGED ITS “GENUINE,REAL” IS ATTESTED FROM 1818. AFTER THE WORD SHORTENED TO LEGIT IN 1897 IN THE THEATER SLANG. FRANKLY THE WORD HAS EMERGED FROM TIME TO TIME BUT MOST PEOPLE BELEAVE THAT THE MEANING IS REAL OR THRUTHFUL IT ALSO MEANS UNFAKE AND COOL. WELL THAT’S THE SLANG FOR LEGIT. THE ORIGIN OF THE WORD IS A ANTONYM. BUT THE WORD COULD ALSO BE A NOUN, VERB, ADVERB, IT’S A VERB BECAUSE IT S USED WITH AN OBJECT FOR EXAMPLE LEGIT MEANS TO MAKE LAWFUL OR LEGAL; PRONOUNCE OR STATE AS LAWFUL: PARLIAMENT LEGITIMATED HIS ACCESSION TO THE THRONE. IT’S A NOUN BECAUSE ITS USED IN ACTION FOR EXAMPLE THE LEGITIMATE THEATER OR DRAMA. HONESTLY WHEN I SAW ALL THIS THINGS I THOUGHT IT WAS SO CONFUSING BUT I ACTULLY UNDERSTOOD EVERYTHING. THAT’S WHY I CHOOSE THIS FACINATING WORD. “ THIS PARAGRAPH IS SO LEGIT ”
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
WELCOME
HELLO MY NAME IS ARIS I'M A NEWBI HERE IN BLOGGER. AND WHAT I'M GOING TO BE DOING IS JUST POST THINGS ABOUT FAMILY AND JUST INTERESTING STORIES. HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY.
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I'M FROM
I’m from the misty mornings up in the horizon.
I’m from the loudness outside the house.
I’m from the darkness full of stars in the sky.
I’m from the exciting smiles people put in their faces.
I’m from a heart warming family in a cold day.
I’m from a family full of siblings not able to count.
I’m from the mother with two girls and two boys.
I’m from the ocean breeze on a tropical island.
I’m from the eggs and beans every morning with the rich smell of coffee,
I’m from the circus play with interesting jokes that make people laugh I’m from the crazy morning days
And the heavy night sleeps, I’m from the coziness of my home.
I’m from a lady screaming and begging to get up for another hectic day at school.
I’m from the happiness on a little kids face when he gets an ice cream.
I’m from people that listen to marimba and vallenato.
I’m from a family that celebrates each day of life.
I’m from the heavy rainy nights. I’m from a mother that can be a best friend.
I’m from a pack full of funny games.
I'm from Guatemala and Colombia where festivals are made.
I’m from the loudness outside the house.
I’m from the darkness full of stars in the sky.
I’m from the exciting smiles people put in their faces.
I’m from a heart warming family in a cold day.
I’m from a family full of siblings not able to count.
I’m from the mother with two girls and two boys.
I’m from the ocean breeze on a tropical island.
I’m from the eggs and beans every morning with the rich smell of coffee,
I’m from the circus play with interesting jokes that make people laugh I’m from the crazy morning days
And the heavy night sleeps, I’m from the coziness of my home.
I’m from a lady screaming and begging to get up for another hectic day at school.
I’m from the happiness on a little kids face when he gets an ice cream.
I’m from people that listen to marimba and vallenato.
I’m from a family that celebrates each day of life.
I’m from the heavy rainy nights. I’m from a mother that can be a best friend.
I’m from a pack full of funny games.
I'm from Guatemala and Colombia where festivals are made.
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