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	<title>hannah's blog</title>
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		<title>This is just a jumble of thoughts I call Hang in There.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 07:01:30 +0000</pubDate>
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Hang in there
 
I need to hang in there
because
I can’t stand this place
Im getting sucked into the horror
I need to get out
I FEEL LIKE IM TRAPPED
I need to be free
I cant survive my time has come
I need to leave
I forgive what you’ve longed to forgoteen
I forgot what I forgave
Left me  alone here
In this dreaded place
I call [...]]]></description>
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<p>Hang in there</p>
<p> </p>
<p>I need to hang in there</p>
<p>because</p>
<p>I can’t stand this place</p>
<p>Im getting sucked into the horror</p>
<p>I need to get out</p>
<p>I FEEL LIKE IM TRAPPED</p>
<p>I need to be free</p>
<p>I cant survive my time has come</p>
<p>I need to leave</p>
<p>I forgive what you’ve longed to forgoteen</p>
<p>I forgot what I forgave</p>
<p>Left me  alone here</p>
<p>In this dreaded place</p>
<p>I call my home</p>
<p>I cant do this anymore</p>
<p>I cant fake another smile</p>
<p>I cant live anorher lie</p>
<p>There is no happiness here</p>
<p>None at all</p>
<p>I go to bed</p>
<p>And hope I will never wake up</p>
<p>Just so I don’t have to be in this place anymore</p>
<p>Hate</p>
<p>Betrayel</p>
<p>Stored inside</p>
<p>I cut</p>
<p>I bleed</p>
<p>It stings</p>
<p>I still feel trapped</p>
<p>Walls closing in my breath slowing down</p>
<p>I have no chance to be anything if I saty here</p>
<p>I need to be free</p>
<p>I NEED TO ACOMPLISH MY DREAMS</p>
<p>I keep getting sucked</p>
<p>Pulled</p>
<p>Pushed</p>
<p>Trampled</p>
<p>While im here</p>
<p>I cant stand this anymore</p>
<p>I cant get rid of my tears</p>
<p>My words are filled with hate</p>
<p>My voice growels with fear</p>
<p>My friends become enemies</p>
<p>My enemies become friends</p>
<p>My dream was to be happy</p>
<p>My dream was to be free</p>
<p>My dream is</p>
<p>A myth</p>
<p>My dream will never come true here</p>
<p>I cant fake another smile</p>
<p>I cant live another lie</p>
<p>I need to be free</p>
<p>I need to be living my dream</p>
<p>One day I will</p>
<p>Sometime in maybe the next life time</p>
<p>But one day</p>
<p>The tears from eyes will have dried</p>
<p>The cuts on my arm will be gone</p>
<p>The smile on my face will be real</p>
<p>But that day is no were near</p>
<p>I just need to hang in there</p>
<p>And have no fear,</p>
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		<title>NJHS letter</title>
		<link>http://hannah2.learnerblogs.org/2008/05/20/njhs-letter/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 12:30:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[hey you guys, this is my letter of application to be admitted into NJHS, thought a few of you would be intreseted.
 
Hey, my name is Hannah Elizabeth Le Blanc. I really don’t know what I can say to make you accept me into NJHS. But I do know why you should. You should because I [...]]]></description>
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<p>Hey, my name is Hannah Elizabeth Le Blanc. I really don’t know what I can say to make you accept me into NJHS. But I do know why you should. You should because I believe in myself, and I believe in the good of mankind. I started to believe in myself the day my brother told me he believed in me. The sad thing was I didn’t realize that I had faith in myself all along; he was just provided the motivational push that I needed. I can do what I used to think was the impossible. For example, getting a perfect score on a Spanish quiz, or sticking up for people when others talk poorly about them behind their back. I had a great teacher who once asked me “What is the world coming to? How can you help humanity? What are you doing to make a difference?” That’s when it ht me, I want to make a difference, I want to be the difference I want to give back to society, I want to be a part of something bigger and better then a social clique, and I know NJHS is the perfect opportunity.</p>
<p> </p>
<p> I believe a leader is someone who is trustworthy, kind, caring, knows what’s best for the people and is going to strive for their team or group to be the best that can help everyone along the way. I feel I’m a leader on the sports field because I encourage my teammates. I expect everyone to give their best effort and I respect every player on my team for their different strengths and qualities. I also feel I possess leadership qualities around the school for example being a peer mediator you must be trusted by your fellow peers. Which means you can’t go around gossiping, I also feel that you must be caring to help others with their problems, and you must always remember you’re there to help them help themselves. You can’t solve their problems for them. But you can help and guide them to solve their issues peacefully. Being a peer mediator has taught me how to solve my own problems in peaceful, simple, and respectful ways.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>I enjoying giving back to the community because it has given me so much. I like to take on challenges whether it be academically or sports wise, I like to do the unexpected. I believe I serve my community. I tutored this one really sweet elementary student and at first I was really upset I wasn’t getting paid but after our first session the joy on his face after learning a few new words, was  more than enough for me and made the whole experience worth while. I also believe I serve my community because I help around the school like I helped with the elementary yearbook sales and I give tours to new students. I also like to give back to the teachers who have taught me so much, for example I wrote an article in the Sahifa trying to raise money to buy a brick in honor of my 5<sup>th</sup> grade math teacher and her late husband who recently passed away. So far I have enough money for one brick, right now I&#8217;m working on getting a second.  Not only do I help around my community I help around other communities. During my spring break I went to Thailand and worked on a Habitat for Humanities project and I can honestly say that was the best experience of my life. I was working on a site with a bunch of people I had never met before but all these people were so embracing and so kind, they all wanted to make a significant difference. That day working on site I had a blast, this blast of hope that people care, and maybe one day, everyone will.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>I have to say the other paragraphs were quite difficult, but I think this one will be easy because I have character. This year has been the hardest year of my life and I feel I have handled each of these curveballs quite well. For instance I love soccer, soccer is my passion and I worked really hard to make cuts, and I made them.  I was ecstatic but who knew one bad slide tackle could take you out for an entire six months. To me it felt like part of my heart had been ripped out, everything I worked for stripped right from underneath me but I held it together, I wasn’t going to let anyone think that I wasn’t strong enough to deal with this because I had faith everything was going to be ok. The one person who helped me accept the fact I couldn’t play soccer was my brother. But he moved a few months later. Him leaving has saddened me deeply, and I didn’t think I was going to be able to survive, but I kept hauling and I kept smiling even though underneath, it all was hurt, and sadness, that was unbearable. My brother has been there for me when it felt like the world was against me; his guidance, and wisdom have helped mold me into the person I am today. Letting him go was the hardest most painful thing I have ever had to do in my life.   But luckily I had my friends, my best friend to comfort me and be there for me and tell me everything was going to be ok, she was the best friend I had ever had, but then she went through a rough patch. I tried to help her, and she thought t I was trying to hurt her. She told a few people her side of the story, which made me look like the bad guy. I was surrounded by six girls screaming, swearing, yelling and threatening me. What they didn’t even understand was I just didn’t want my friend to get hurt I was protecting her. I was scared when all those girls charged up to me angrily, but I didn’t run away, I listened to their banter as a tear rolled down my cheek I thought to myself my intention was to help her. I would never purposely hurt her. I was mad at myself I let her down, I lost her trust, and was being yelled at and I just wondered why? All of them were my friends. They know I’m better than the person they heard about. I’m not going to lie, and say it didn’t hurt when they were yelling at me, because it did I can’t even begin to explain the pain I was feeling and the thoughts flying through my head. I was so scared that all my friendships were going down the drain; I had never heard such negative words said so publicly before. After they were done, I just said, “you heard one side, maybe you should have heard mine. You know I’m a better person then what you’ve heard,” I walked off and didn’t look back. Each one of those girls have apologized and I still maintain a friendship with each one of them. But my best friend that’s a different story. We don’t talk anymore, not even a simple hello, and it hurts like crazy, but I hold my head up because she would love to see me fall. Even to this day I fake a smile to make it through some days. I like to be the person that brightens days even if I’m having a horrible one myself; I’d rather it be me than you. That’s just the way I am. I feel I’ve had a lot of hurt in my life this year but I feel like I have risen to the occasions, and have become a better stronger person than I was before, and in the end I know everything is for the best even if it hurts right now.  I also believe I have character because even when things weren’t going my way, and I was down in the dumps, I still kept my cool, I still got up and went to school everyday, I never ever once believed that I couldn’t get through it, and I was still my cheery, bright enthusiastic self.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>I demonstrate citizenship by participating in school sports, and fine arts. I help at elementary after school activities such as yoga for youngsters, beautiful ballerinas, and I helped coach boys’ soccer.  I think I demonstrate citizenship because I try my best to be kind to everyone; I always want to help and do well for someone else. I respect people’s ideas, and opinions because I myself am very opinionated (in a good way). I also love making people happy and will go out of my way to do so. That’s why I think I posses the characteristics of citizenship.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>            Ok. Now I’m at the end but there’s one thing I forgot to say. I’m not perfect, but I work diligently to be the best person I can be. I want to make a difference in the community, and I would gratefully appreciate the opportunity to do so.</p>
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		<title>Puzzle Pieces</title>
		<link>http://hannah2.learnerblogs.org/2008/05/04/puzzle-pieces/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 18:59:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My life is like a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle. It&#8217;s hard to understand, gets put together slowy,and falls apart easily. Sometimes you just want to pick it up and throw it away, but you can never give up hope that it will come out amazing.I don&#8217;t know how much longer I&#8217;m going to be able [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My life is like a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle. It&#8217;s hard to understand, gets put together slowy,and falls apart easily. Sometimes you just want to pick it up and throw it away, but you can never give up hope that it will come out amazing.I don&#8217;t know how much longer I&#8217;m going to be able to take.. All lies I ve told and smiles I&#8217;ve faked. I&#8217;m sick of pretending..tired of trying to be something I&#8217;m not. I just want to be me but everytime I try I get pushed down.   I feel like I&#8217;m trapped. In a dark box with no way of escaping. The things that make me happy..arent here..no one seems to get that i Just wana go..not die&#8230;but move..i wana play sports..i wana be with my brother and family im sick of it here. Nothing seems to go my way..People judge by pre concieved notions. Grow up! Stop backstabbing people becasue there different than you..no one caress!!! if they do  so what there not  the kinda people you want to surround yourself by. Ugh..It makes me wonder what this world is coming to.. Sometimes you put a piece of the puzzle in and it doesnt fit&#8230;well thats how i feel. Lost,confused,sometimes even dumb just becasue im different. All this pressure well its not really peer pressure or pressure from teachers and family its kinda searching and wanting to be yourself pressure.. and if i could avoid it i would but i cant so im stuck with it.. it feels liek that worlds weight is on my shoulders and an earthquake is starting to happen and at any second I could snap,change,forget, who i am, my beliefs,my standards,my identity. I cant forget what I belive in and the type of person I want to be&#8230;but it seems so hard to stay true to who you are&#8230;I know though that if i take life one step at a time.. ill come out ok..just like a puzzle one peice at a time..  </p>
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		<title>&#8220;The past is never dead, it&#8217;s not even past&#8221;</title>
		<link>http://hannah2.learnerblogs.org/2008/03/18/the-past-is-never-dead-its-not-even-past/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 18:09:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ &#8221;The past is never dead, it&#8217;s not even past&#8221;. This is a qoute Mrs. H gave us in English. She asked us to reflect on it so here&#8217;s my reflection. I think this quote is saying that the past has already happened but it still comes up in everyday life and if we don&#8217;t stick [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> &#8221;The past is never dead, it&#8217;s not even past&#8221;. This is a qoute Mrs. H gave us in English. She asked us to reflect on it so here&#8217;s my reflection. I think this quote is saying that the past has already happened but it still comes up in everyday life and if we don&#8217;t stick up for what&#8217;s right we (society) what happened back then will happen again maybe it just being a little fight with friends or maybe something much bigger like a war or something so terrible if we don&#8217;t change our ways it will happen again. I think this quote is also saying that the past is already there, you can&#8217;t forget what&#8217;s happened but you can move on. If you don&#8217;t move on you won&#8217;t do anything in life, but if we forget completely about what has happened were are liable to make the same mistakes and ruin our relationships,society, or Nation. I think this quote is related to what happened in Germany with the Nazis because it is the past, but if we discriminate by race,or religon we could end up in the same predicament.I think this quote is just warning us to be careful with our actions, stay true to our beliefs, and treat others with respect no matter what the differences are.  </p>
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		<title>The Wave Questions Chapters 9-12</title>
		<link>http://hannah2.learnerblogs.org/2008/03/16/the-wave-questions-chapters-9-12/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 17:50:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here are some question&#8217;s Mrs. H gave us, these are reflection questions on the book we&#8217;re reading, the book is called the wave.                                                                 [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here are some question&#8217;s Mrs. H gave us, these are reflection questions on the book we&#8217;re reading, the book is called the wave.                                                                                                                                                                         1.  Have you ever been forced to join something against your will?                                                                                 Yes, I have been forced into joining something against my will, when I was around four years old my parents made me go to kindergarten, but I&#8217;m glad they did or eles I wouldn&#8217;t have met some of my best friends (still to this day). Another thing I was forced to join was ballet, and WOW I knew I would hate it but my mom wanted me to do it so badly. I always wanted to follow my brother so if he played soccer I&#8217;d play soccer and since he never did ballet I never did either. But all in all I have never been forced to do something so outrages, disrespectfull, hurtful,or dumb against my will.                                                                                                                   2. How should we behave if we see someone being taunted or bullied by a group of people?                                   Well I know how we should behave, we should stop it, we should stick up for that person. Yet I know thats what we should do but I know we don&#8217;t. I know we don&#8217;t because there may be a negative outcome for us or maybe we will get hurt. What we should do and what we actually do are two different things. Yet actions speak louder then words and my actions aren&#8217;t nesecarilly helping the person being taunted. But we should stop it if we see it happening.                                                                                                                                                       3.Should we step up and intervene?                                                                                                                                       I think HONESTLY I think we should if it&#8217;s our buissness but we shouldn&#8217;t use violence. If you intervene in a problem that you know nothing about it&#8217;s kinda like you don&#8217;t know what happened and your taking sides. I think we should stop it if we see someone being bullied but we shouldn&#8217;t step up and help the bully if you&#8217;ve only heard one side of the story, but if someones being harassed we should stick up for them and we should work together to stop bullying because in a society a person shouldn&#8217;t be scared to speak out for what they believe in or what they think is right (freedom of speech) anyway I think if we work together and accept each other there will be no reason to intervene. </p>
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		<title>An unforgettable teacher</title>
		<link>http://hannah2.learnerblogs.org/2008/03/09/an-unforgettable-teacher/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 15:58:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ When I walked in the class and his bullitin bored was cleared I knew something was wrong. Everyone in life have people they admire or someone who has made a significant impact in there life. For me that person is Mr. R. I have had three teachers in my life that I have been influenced [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> When I walked in the class and his bullitin bored was cleared I knew something was wrong. Everyone in life have people they admire or someone who has made a significant impact in there life. For me that person is Mr. R. I have had three teachers in my life that I have been influenced by and impressed by..Mr. R falls rite in there. When I heard he had resigned I had to fight to hold back tears, as I looked around the crouded commons I could tell each and every one of his students were touched immensley by, to me one of the best teachers of all time. Mr. R wasnt just a teacher he was a friend. He always had a smile on his face and normally a light colored sweater vest. He is an amazing person and I cant believe he&#8217;s no longer here, he understands what it&#8217;s like to be a teen, wanting to be a part of the group but still wanting your individuality. If it wasnt for him I still would be the stuck up, selfish, thoguthless person I was. He made us look at the wrold around us and to really care. He made us want to care want to help want to be a part of society even though I still don&#8217;t get what the real meaning of society is.Before Mr.R I never thoguht about laborers  and what they go through till Mr.R made us write a poem on them and you know what, Im so glad he did, he told us we need to be aware of the world around us and how fast it&#8217;s changing. Mr.R is the best teacher I have ever had. He tought me how to care, he tought me how actions and words matter and we can make a change in this world we just have to want to and we have to want to help and we have to care he tought me that life is a like a trek and you will never figure it out, you just got to go with the flow. He is the only teacher who tought me how to think, think for myself, think about whats good vs. evil, whats society,what are friends and whats life. He may not have tought from the curriculum but he tought from his heart. I ve never been so tocuhed by a teacher until I met Mr.R. He tought us that writting is partly exspressing. We should be able to exspress ourselves no matter what..so why is he being punished? He also tought us that you cant judge or you can but you shouldn&#8217;t tell your 100% sure your judging for the right reasons, dont judge Mr.R I did when he first came, and I still hold that judgement of that different man who takes life by the reins and sometimes is about to fall on but can pull himself up, I know he will. I just wish he was still here. He said our blogs were a school project but just becasue he&#8217;s gone doesnt mean Im gonna stop blogging.  He changed me for the good I feel, he tought me how to speak up for myself  he also changed my enclosed view of the world. He did all this in 7 months. If any of you ever get the chance to have Mr.R as a teacher take everyone of his lessons into condideration and reallly think becasue there&#8217;s a life message in everything he say. This man is remarkable  he tought me about the stuff I wanted to learn about and im soooo mad hes gone words cant even explain ho let down I feel. I know he didnt want to leave us he just had to. Smoetimes in life god stes up hard obstacles for you to over come but we all no Mr. R knows that and we all know he&#8217;s strong and smart enough to get through this. Forever Mr.R will be held very close in my heart.Intrepid:resolutely fearless; dauntless:No cry babiesif any of u agree with this. please comment. </p>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 17:55:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Don&#8217;t let today&#8217;s disappointmentscast a shadow on tomorrow&#8217;s dreams.This is  a quote by an unknown author. I was bored and so I looked at some quotes on this website.  I like this quote because I was in the mood for something simple something I can relate to really fast something I didn&#8217;t have to rumage through the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Don&#8217;t let today&#8217;s disappointmentscast a shadow on tomorrow&#8217;s dreams.This is  a quote by an unknown author. I was bored and so I looked at some quotes on <a href="//www.lovepoemsandquotes.com/InspirationalQuote07.html">this </a>website.  I like this quote because I was in the mood for something simple something I can relate to really fast something I didn&#8217;t have to rumage through the words to find the meaning, I know I sound lazy but sometimes you have days like this.  I really like this quote because I like the meaning. I think its saying don&#8217;t let something bad that happened today keep you from living you&#8217;r life, having fun and accomplishing you&#8217;r dreams. I think we all have bad days, actually I know we all have bad days it apart of life. Maybe it&#8217;s not apart of life we enjoy but it&#8217;s apart of life we all have to deal with and I feel everyone and anyone can relate to this quote. If we let todays or one event that was tragic or belittling get us down, its like that saying &#8220;never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game&#8221; it&#8217;s like that. If you&#8217;r scared because of one bad day, one bad event or one sad moment  you had ;and you let it keep you from going out from doing what you love because your scared it will happen again or because you&#8217;r so sad you choose not to, you&#8217;ll wake up one morning and be like I wish I would have done this differently and I could have accomplished my dreams or become a better stronger person.  I can garuntee that. That&#8217;s what I think this quote is saying. </p>
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		<title>Power Struggle</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 16:59:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	Today in language arts class Mr.R gave us a quote to look at the quote was &#8220;absolute power corrupts absolutly&#8221; then Mr.R asked us to write a response. So heres mine. I think everyone has power over somebody and I think we all know that and use it to get what we want. You mite [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>	Today in language arts class Mr.R gave us a quote to look at the quote was &#8220;absolute power corrupts absolutly&#8221; then Mr.R asked us to write a response. So heres mine. I think everyone has power over somebody and I think we all know that and use it to get what we want. You mite not agree but I think each and every one of us has used our power to get us something we want. Maybe to get our parents to let us go out one night, maybe just to get your friend to give you a shirt of theirs you&#8217;ve had your eye on for a while. Honestly though I think since none of us have the total understanding of power we don;t think we can  corrupt it but we can and I bet you we will. I think we abuse power to get what we want and manipulate people. I think we all are lucky actually I know we all are lucky and we all already abuse the power we do have. Leaving a piece of trash on the floor is abusing our power because we know that their are people to clean it up, so we don&#8217;t pick it up and make someone else do it. But then again there are so many people who want to do good for this world they use the little power they are given or have worked hard to earn and do something amazing with it, like help the homeless,start a foundation to help others,to advocate for those that cant(animals,people) and just to do something nice for someone else, maybe help in a soup kitchen or walk in a walkathon it   depends on  the person and there interpatation  of power. If they think power is helping other people the more the power they get the more people they will help. But then you have the greedy people who think power is getting what they want when they want and having way more than need but keep asking and getting more. Then if you give those people more power they will just take and take and become selfish&#8230;.cows.  Then you have the people who think power lies in the misery of others and the more you hurt them the more power you receive and the more enjoyment they get out of seeing people hurt. So if you give a person like that all the power they will use it to hurt others for their own enjoyment and thats just sick and wrong. Power corrupts but ho it corrupts in good or bad depends on how the person with the power uses it, but no matter what power corrupts. Sometimes in bad ways other times in good ways,but power always corrupts.</p>
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		<title>This week In class</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 16:10:37 +0000</pubDate>
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This Week In Class
This week in class we touched base on a lot of varied ideas and topics.  We talked about “going green” and we  (the class) talk and say we should go green but are we really conserving our resources and saving the planet?  We talked more on “what is writing?” [...]]]></description>
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<p>This Week In Class</p>
<p>This week in class we touched base on a lot of varied ideas and topics.  We talked about “going green” and we  (the class) talk and say we should go green but are we really conserving our resources and saving the planet?  We talked more on “what is writing?” Mr. R said that yes writing is everything we said it was. Then I blanked out and started thinking that yes writing is communicating, expressing, reflecting, and thinking but those aren’t separate parts of writing that is writing the whole part and the whole point of writing. In my opinion anyway, we right because we feel the need to let go of something, to reflect on our day, to think about the actions of others or ourselves and to communicate our opinion or feelings to wider audience. Then I started daydreaming about the new laptop my parents got me and I started thinking about what my brother was doing and how he is doing. I pretty much day dream about the same stuff every class this week the two main topics I really thought about was one: softball, I was thinking about how sore I was from practice and how the bruises from where I got hit with the ball were worth it. I started to think softball is one of the most painful sports yet I find it to be one of the best games ever played. I became really nervous so nervous for softball cuts so  I had to change my train of thought. Then the second major thing I contemplated was my brother. I started thinking about how much fun we would be having if he was here and no one seems to understand what it feels like to have someone so influential in your life just up and leave just like that. I mean wow you know that song that goes “you don’t know what you got till it’s gone” that’s how I feel I didn’t know how much fun he was till he left and I wish I would have gotten to know him so much more than I did. Anyways this week in class I learned that only 23% of the students attending school actually enjoy it. That took me by surprise because I love school. I don’t like the lectures, homework, quizzes, test, textbooks, and some of the teachers teaching styles but I love school, I love coming and seeing my friends and I love the sports. Plus some of the teachers are really cool and can relate to us, which I find really important. I think if every kid can find something positive about their school day maybe just maybe it wouldn’t be as bad, but hey what do I know?  I wanted to say that if they stopped paying so much money on jail cells and put that money into changing the curriculum maybe you wouldn’t need to spend that money on jails you would have less drop outs and more lawyers or doctors or people who want to make a difference.  I wanted to say I feel we all want to make a difference but we just get side tracked or belittle economically so we feel we cant. We all have a loving heart some people deeper the others. I feel we all want to change the world some just feel they cant because they aren’t economically sound or working somewhere were they feel they aren’t in a position that can lead to change. I just wanted to say their wrong and anyone can make a difference if they try.  Anyway that’s a quick summary on what we did this week in class.</p>
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		<title>challenge in life</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 16:25:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ One of the biggest challenges I&#8217;m facing rite now is the absence of my brother. As most of you know as of about a month ago I&#8217;m now an only chilid. I guess I was  in denile that my brother was leaving for the longest time because I didn&#8217;t want him to go. Isaac (my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> One of the biggest challenges I&#8217;m facing rite now is the absence of my brother. As most of you know as of about a month ago I&#8217;m now an only chilid. I guess I was  in denile that my brother was leaving for the longest time because I didn&#8217;t want him to go. Isaac (my brother) and I have been through so many obstacles in life some good some bad, for us our relationship has been one of the BUMPIEST roller coasters you could have ever imagined. Isaac has been my enemy,my best friend,my guardian,my blackmaler,my hero,and my nightmare, but everyday at the end of it  no matter what happens I love him. He has tought me so many life lessons like when you feel as if the world is crumbling down at your feet, hold on to yourself and try not to show your hurt because so many people want to see you cry. Isaac is a marvelous person, he comes off cocky and condseaded at times but it&#8217;s a cover up you have to get to know him. Infact I think he doesn&#8217;t think enough of himself. He has helped me through some dark phases of my life and I owe him so many thank you&#8217;s we&#8217;ve all lost track. I guess I&#8217;m writting this because tonight after dinner I was walking to my room to get some homework done and his door was open and everything was where he left it and everynight after dinner me and him would talk. Talk about whatevar came to mind, school,movies,friends,parties,making fun of mom and dad. I just miss him alot. It&#8217;s like there&#8217;s this big empty space in my heart were he used to be. I know he just moved to another country but I miss his appearance in the household. I miss coming home from softball and we would be so exhausted yet we would practice together when we got home and talk. Its the little things I miss. There used to be so many flaws I hated about my brother, but now I cant remeber anything I hated about him. I rember his cheery smile, his halarious jokes and his caring nature. Not once did he ever belittle my ideas on whatevar I wanted to do, whether it be running on stress fracture or jumping on the trampoline with eggs something stupid like that he always, always encouraged me to go for my dreams. I wish I was more like him, forgives and forgets,cares for everything,and laughs for no reason. Just a happy go lucky guy, I miss him so much. You know I&#8217;m reallly glad he&#8217;s took his own advice and went to accomplish his dreams but Im so sad he had to do it now. I miss him soo insanley much. So I was going to go right in a journal like I normally do, then I rembered&#8230;my blog. So heres a little poem about this. We&#8217;ve known eachoter for o so many years  time has gone by way to fast. It&#8217;s  hard to say good bie. I never wanted you to go always. I always needed you to know that I&#8217;m here for you like you were for me you are my angel.  You look out for me when I&#8217;m gona do wrong.  I&#8217;m scared of disapointing you becasue I know how much I mean to you. Sometimes you say im discrace but really sometimes thats how I feel to the race ,sometimes you say I&#8217;m dumb, sometimes you make me cry, but underneath it all your my angle in disquise as my brother. You watch so I do right, you make sure I&#8217;m okay even if at the end of the day your the one who needs the shoulder.  You fake smiles so you look tougher than you really are.  I know your always here for me even though your 30 thousand miles far. You watch for me, you cheer from me, you teach me sometimes preech me {sad ur gone} I need you to know how much you mean to me, and I appreaciate everything you have been to me  you have been to me. You have been my friend, my enemy you are my angel in disquise as my brother, and   forever will you be.    Ok so that&#8217;s it. This is my first semi deep post to you guys. I know it&#8217;s not as good as some of my former poetry but I think if you give me a bit more time I open up a bit more.HOPE YOU ENJOY!   </p>
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