Creative Writing #5 Just A Thought

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Rosalie Turner, Diary entry 4:

Once again, this bubbling feeling of annoyance rises like a pit in my heart. I cant help but want to understand why.

There is so much on this earth that I will not understand, and I do not intend on understanding them, yet I feel the need to know why you long to make me feel invisible. You are my sanity. I don’t expect you to realize this but I could go to you with anything and everything you would have an answer for me. Maybe though, I have been colorblind to the truth. Maybe this friendship only went one way. I can now see with raw eyes how much effort I’ve been putting into something so hopeless.

Your words are always short, bitter, and hurtful. Maybe I am a fool for wishing that you actually cared, maybe I am a fool for wanting this friendship, maybe I am a fool… but are you aware the shape you’ve put me in? I’ve used all my words to fight. I’m tired of fighting. I’m tired of trying to understand.”

I’m weary, yes. Its time to accept, but not to understand. I may never understand why, but it is like I am losing a part of me, so yes, I will let you leave. I do not expect you back.

Current Event #3 Kids Who Sleep More Cope Better

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News paper: CNN.com

Article type: Health/ Sleep

Author: Leslie Wade

Have you ever pondered on the fact that sleep really does make a large impact on how your day goes. After reading an article on CNN.com about how children tend to work better socially and intellectually when running on more sleep, you really are able to work better. You may even want to change your own sleeping habits. Continue reading →

Creative Writing #4 Isolation

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Rosalie Turner, Diary Entry 2:

“Your name is a sort of background noise to my mind. Something that I am always hearing… paying attention to, even when I’m not thinking about you. Your name is always floating around in the back of my mind. I mean, I can’t necessarily tell you that, it would be far more traumatizing for you to figure out how I truly felt about you then to play it off and wait for you to tell me first. I’m tired of trying, I’m tired of wasting my time putting effort into a hopeless case. I’m tired of the way you make me feel. I’m tired of caring.”  Continue reading →

Betty Friedan and Women’s Rights

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When making this web, I learned a lot about Betty Friedan and what she stood for. I also learned about many other feminists during the civil rights movement era. This web only shows a fraction of everything going on during the 60’s with women’s rights along with equal rights.

Interviewing A Veteran

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Did you become a soldier by choice or were you drafted? Did you know you would be in the war when you heard about the draft? What was your reaction?  

“I did not expect to be a war. I was drafted to go to Fork Polk Luisiana in 1967.  I can say I was scared because when things like war are put in front of you, the first thing you are thinking about is getting ready to leave, there is no time to react because I was so overwhelmed and shocked.” Continue reading →

Only A Walk On The Beach

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My head stays pointed downwards toward the cold splitting wood of the pier. Light brown hair sweeps below my lips, my neck, my shoulders, lightly swaying with the salty wind. Lazily, my gaze drifts off to the roaring ocean on this sunless, gray morning. Threatening black clouds paint the once blue sky, the bland grey it has become. With not a worry in my tiny head, my mind flips through memories of the summers I remember from so long ago. As I do with most everything, I am taken back, one memory at a time, and before I can even realize it, I am back on the chilling sand and off the pier. Memories of that summer, right here on this beach start to form in my mind. Soon enough I am right back at the jetty, in the exact spot where I found her. The same spot where my life was completely flipped around, 6 years ago. Continue reading →

Creative writing #3 Self Reflection

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Rosalie Turner, Diary Entry 1:

“A flush of warmth and deception overwhelms my body as I stare at you with disbelief. The words that flow out of your mouth ever so easily, pierce into my heart like a jagged knife sinking deeper and deeper into my flesh. The only thing I blame myself for right now is how easily I forgive you.

My mind wanders to only a few minutes before, how excited I was to finally be apart of his life. I would expect you to understand the emotions I felt, for you had the same ones only days before. As my best friend, (knowing how I felt about him) I would hope that you would want me to be happy.

Am I wrong for wondering what I have done to make you feel as if I would be crossing a certain line, meeting up with Andrew the same place you are at? There are far too many emotions running through my veins at the moment. I am not sure how I should be feeling or if I should be hurt by the fact that you are trying to stop us from seeing each other.”

A rush of tears form in my inner eyes as I end the phone call with my so called friend. Stunned 10 times over, I shamefully cancel on the plans Andrew had made for us. What he doesn’t realize is that it was not out of will, but pressure that I had canceled. Tears and confusion overwhelm me as I try to collect myself and understand. If I am being completely honest though, it wasn’t the fact that I was told not to join my plans with Andy that hurt me, but that I was told this from someone who was supposed to be my friend.

Unfortunately, I have learned the art of hiding my emotions behind a smile, only this was different. I was unable to control the amounts of tears coming from my own eyes. This my dear diary, is the consequence of never letting out your emotions, and now I am making up for years worth of tears as all of these emotions pour out of me. You see, my love is strong but my heart is weak.

Welcome to the story of my life.

Martin Luther King Jr.

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“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent to the things that matter.” Take a second to think about what this means to you. Could it be a trick question? Nah. To Martin Luther King Jr. this quote meant that he would stand up for his race and his freedom no matter what, and that only giving up on what is important to you is death. Martin Luther King was, and still is, a leader and a role-model to many Americans, as a civil rights leader not too long ago.

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Current Event #1 What Are Your UGG’s Made of?

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Title: UGGs and Their ‘UGGly’ Reputation

Date/Author: November 13, 2013 by Zac Johnson

Who doesn’t love the comfortable, stylish UGG Boots? Definitely not the sheep they use to make the trendy boots. After reading Zac Johnson’s article on what UGG is actually doing to their sheep, I can honestly say that I lost a lot of respect for many companies using animal products.

Innocent, helpless, harmless, sheep. When you think of UGG boots, I’m sure that what comes to mind is not skinning the poor animals alive until they bleed out. We think of cute comfortable boots that use only the wool, no harm done. Sadly enough it is the gruesome truth that the animals used for the extremely cute pair of boots are maltreated and severely abused. Many actors/actresses have now seen the awakening truth and are trying to spread the word as quickly as possible. UGG, unfortunately, could care less about reputation. The brand only cares about the money that steadily comes in from their sales.

When asking my mama what she thought of this article her and I both agreed that this devastating news needs to spread quickly so that others will be aware and stop buying! We know that we will never own another pair of UGG’s again. Johnson made this article very biased in order to aware us of all of the bad things happening to these innocent animals.   http://joyofteaching.lwn-stg.194-164-93-166.plesk.page/madelinel/?attachment_id=953