We're spreading our wings!
One day when I was seven years old, I was so excited.
I was going to get my first pet.
I went to the pet store and bought one fish for me.
I named it Angel.
I fed it everyday and played with it every hour.
One day I noticed that my fish wasn’t moving.
It was dead.
I cried all night.
This was the first time I experienced death.
I will never forget my Angel. 
Cold night.
Dark but bright.
We’re going to Grandma’s house.
Possibly my favorite place.
I’m staying over and I love life.
Grandma is there.
I love Grandma.
Grandpa is there.
I love Grandpa.
There is no other place where I feel more at peace.
I can truly be myself.
I have not a care in the world.
I am 5.
My Grandma greets me.
She is my best friend.
Her smile conforts me.
I love her.
My Grandpa is there.
He hugs me.
I feel safe.
I amuse him and I love it.
We have pasta for dinner.
I talk forever.
No filter.
It is me.
I’m:
Crazy.
Loving.
Wild.
Loud.
Myself.
Grandma and Grandpa do everything for me.
They ask me if I need anything.
They get it for me.
I love them.
Grandpa watches the news.
Me Grandma, and Grandpa drink tea.
Me and Grandpa have sweets.
My Grandpa teases me and it’s fun.
We are friends.
Me and Grandpa.
Time for bed.
Don’t tell Mom.
It’s late.
Grandma tucks me in.
We talk for hours.
About life.
About thoughts.
Me and my Grandma talk about everything.
That’s us.
Connected.
In the morning I wake up.
Grandma is in the kitchen.
Making tea.
We talk.
It’s ritual.
She takes me to the front room.
I tear open the curtains.
I say: Good Morning World!
Because the world is awesome.
We wake up Grandpa.
More talking.
A trip the the park.
Grandma and Grandpa are my best friends.
They’re my Grandparents.
They’re always there.
They always will be.
I have two baes.
Their names are Grandma and Grandpa.
Ok Mom!
I heard you !
Yes, I’ll set an alarm!
Ugh, parents. There so annoying. Its like the constant pressure; its nerve- wrecking. I know i have to set an alarm. I know I have to do well in school. I don’t need all the stress. And, its not just stress from parents; but, also the world. Pressure to do well in school and work on my career. Pressure to go against racial and gender stereotypes. Society is just so judgemental.
In a perfect world, I could just live my life free of society’s pressures. I wish I could do what i want where i want and not worry about anyone’s approval
Ok, Goodnight Mom !
But this is not a perfect world. And, I have an 8 am class, goodnight, dream big.
How may one escape the constraints of time?
Its claws tugging at you like those of a cat.
Clocks with every excruciating chime,
Time seems to pass with the drop of a hat.
The beating hands echo that of your heart,
Pounding, trying to race the trickling sand.
Fearing failure of a task before its start,
As the stress of time makes it tough to stand.
Deadlines creep up on you, poking with grim.
You fret as you try to delay their curse,
Sensing their ruthless effects in every limb.
You imagine that you cannot feel much worse.
Yet, how can time inflict horrible pain
When its existence has people to blame?
Chun Ho Li
Football is life.
No one can match me on FIFA.
For I have Zlatan Ibrahimovic.
It is true; Rome wasn’t build in a day.
But I destroyed Roma in ninety minutes.
What is a Cristiano Ronaldo?
What is a Messi?
What is a Neymar?
There is only one Ronaldo.
The phenomenon of football.
He who played alongside with Zidane.
With fifty million I bought him.
Ninety five is his stat.
On FIFA I am a legend.
Out of it I am a kid.
I can do math well
Nine plus ten is twenty one
I am a genius
Nick McKechnie
Outside everyday, all night
Playing tag and kickball
Running to catch mr softee
Knowing everyone on your block
Riding the yellow bus to school
Hot days spent in the pool
Playing ding-dong-ditch with your friends
Block parties in the summer
Trick-or-treating in the fall
Snowball fights in the winter
Easter scavenger hunts in the spring
Life was simple…
Those were the good old days
Hi All!
For this assignment, you must 1) post the monologue you’ve developed in your seminar AND 2) embed a self-portrait, which can be a photograph, an image, a cartoon, a drawing, or some other depiction of how you see yourself.
This post is due on October 23rd.
Happy Blogging!
Joana I.
Bang, Bang, Pop, Pop
Lights, Flashes, Sounds
Letting me know I did it
I got the kill.
100 points, 50 more cause I got him…
In the head.
The feeling of accomplishment
Until I turn off my Xbox
and go do something Constructive.
http://grooveshark.com/#!/playlist/Baruch+Blog+Playlist/101695540
I chose these songs to accurately depict who I am. I feel society is very judgmental; less so today than 100 years ago. At one point, women could not vote. Woman’s equality is a major issue today as well. The 8th and 7th song shows the irony of the objectification of women. He makes these songs as a joke. Some people may think this is funny, and at first I did as well. However, it’s because we treat things such as this as jokes, it makes it seem that the objectification of women is just a joke. My views has changed drastically from near misogynistic to respecting women. This is the reason I put the song “I’m not afraid” on the list. It shows how Eminem has gone from substance abuse to how he now. Many people including myself have changed, but the ratio in which people have a stereotype for everything nowadays. I also love my mother very much, hence i put the song “Dear mama” in this playlist. She has raised me my whole life. I never realized how much she does for me until recently. To sum it up, I’m just an average everyday normal guy a the last song would suggest.