1st Sentence:
Not just the word, but what it means to the human society.
9: The word and what it means to human society.
7: What the word means to human society
5: The meaning of the word
3: Word to society
1: Society
2nd Sentence:
Many people feel that not knowing where everything is or not knowing what everything is, can lead to fear.
9: The unknown of everything is equivalent to complete fear.
7: Fear is not knowing what is there.
5: Everything not knowing is fear.
3: Not knowing is fear.
1: Unknown
3rd Sentence:
Just as she was pulling up to the circle, she dropped her pen right of her hand.
9: Pulling up, she dropped the pen from her hand.
7: She dropped the pen from her hand.
5: Suddenly, the pen had dropped.
3: The pen fell
1: Drop
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Naral Pro Choice America
On this past Wednesday, I went to a Naral Pro Choice America Luncheon with my mom and a few of my old classmates from elementary school. Listening to speakers talk about pro choice really made me realize how anyone could ever not be pro choice. Imagine yourself as a teengage year old girl and being raped by your own father? How could you not believe that getting abortion isn't the right thing to do? As I heard many individuals talk about their situations, the one that really stood out to me, was doctor Susan Wicklund. She is a health physician and author of the novel, The Common Secret, My Journey as an Abortion Doctor.
Dr. Wicklund has been giving abortions for more than 20 years now. She is constantly traveling to different parts of the country to serve her duty as an abortion doctor. She told stories of how she once had protestors place huge cement barrels behind her car in the driveway, so she wouldnt be able to get out in the morning when she was getting ready to drive to work. Susan Wicklund never gave up. She knew that if she wasn't there to serve her duty, no one else would have been. The only reason she kept going was because she herself had had 2 abortions. Not only that, but her grandma's best friend was pregnant from her own father and her grandma was the one who tried to save her by sticking a sharp tool up her best friend and tried to kill the baby herself. Instead of killing the baby, she killed her best friend. It was dreadful to hear this story, and you could see the tears starting to appear as she finished up telling us what had happened that day her grandma told her. After I heard that marvelous woman talk, it really motivated me to start telling people to be pro choice. As a result, I wrote this blog post in order to inform teenagers, parents, and any age group to really sit back and realize that getting an abortion is really NOT a bad decision.
Dr. Wicklund has been giving abortions for more than 20 years now. She is constantly traveling to different parts of the country to serve her duty as an abortion doctor. She told stories of how she once had protestors place huge cement barrels behind her car in the driveway, so she wouldnt be able to get out in the morning when she was getting ready to drive to work. Susan Wicklund never gave up. She knew that if she wasn't there to serve her duty, no one else would have been. The only reason she kept going was because she herself had had 2 abortions. Not only that, but her grandma's best friend was pregnant from her own father and her grandma was the one who tried to save her by sticking a sharp tool up her best friend and tried to kill the baby herself. Instead of killing the baby, she killed her best friend. It was dreadful to hear this story, and you could see the tears starting to appear as she finished up telling us what had happened that day her grandma told her. After I heard that marvelous woman talk, it really motivated me to start telling people to be pro choice. As a result, I wrote this blog post in order to inform teenagers, parents, and any age group to really sit back and realize that getting an abortion is really NOT a bad decision.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Reflection
The most challenging part of this essay was due to the amount of time I had to write and revise. I had a hard time starting what I wanted to start with, so it took me a while to write my rough draft. As I finally realized what I wanted to do, I had a difficult time finding the right words and phrases for my sentences. In addition, once I got all my ideas on paper, I didn't know what format I wanted to use to make my essay more interesting than usual. I had help on that from my teacher, and I think it really worked out. If I could go back and change parts of my essay, I would probably try and link the paragraphs together more. I had the idea of having different points in each paragraph and I am not sure it all linked together as a whole. I would also change the vocabulary I used. Some of it was very childish and I could have used older diction that many of my fellow classmates use.
My essay is about mainly about fear and why we are afraid in our lives. What makes us become afraid? I wanted to convey the feeling of emotion by having a made up story about a spider about to fright a young girl. My articulation of this concept is unique because I used fear and connected it to how people can be in a fear situation. In a way, that was my evidence of how fear appears in people's lives.
When I was writing this essay I had a really fun time actually reading it. Usually my essays have the basic format of beginning, body paragraphs, and ending. This time I could expand from that horizon and I was able to use a different format. With a different format, I could just play with the way I wrote my essay. I could still make it intellectual, yet make it more interesting to read at the same time. In addition, I had fun writing this essay because it was something new I had never experienced before. I hope sometime soon I can write an essay or just a regular paper with this same type of format. I want to be able to write stories, essay, whatever writing there is in this unique style of writing.
My essay is about mainly about fear and why we are afraid in our lives. What makes us become afraid? I wanted to convey the feeling of emotion by having a made up story about a spider about to fright a young girl. My articulation of this concept is unique because I used fear and connected it to how people can be in a fear situation. In a way, that was my evidence of how fear appears in people's lives.
When I was writing this essay I had a really fun time actually reading it. Usually my essays have the basic format of beginning, body paragraphs, and ending. This time I could expand from that horizon and I was able to use a different format. With a different format, I could just play with the way I wrote my essay. I could still make it intellectual, yet make it more interesting to read at the same time. In addition, I had fun writing this essay because it was something new I had never experienced before. I hope sometime soon I can write an essay or just a regular paper with this same type of format. I want to be able to write stories, essay, whatever writing there is in this unique style of writing.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
MPAC
They call us their kids, the ones they care about. They wrestle with us in the mud, the grass wherever we are they are there too. Before I was part of the family, I had a different family. I loved that family with all my heart. I was with them for many years. We shared many memories and heart to heart conversations together. But every good thing has to end. But as soon as I become part of a new family, I felt even more connected. I would call MP and AC my fathers, but that would be a little disturbing considering the fact they are both in there high 20s and low 30s. People say friends come and go, but family is forever. But who ever said family members had to be nice?
"Why are you breathing so hard Elle?
"Sorry i'm just tired..."
"Looks like you need a hug."
"Not from you, thanks."
"Good because I wasn't offering."
Would you say that to your "kid"? Ever?
But then again, whoever said everyone had to be nice.
I came to this family to be apart of something and to learn how to deal with situations that were going to stay with me for the rest of my life. That day I realized, as long as I'm on this team I am going to have to realize that MP is a jokester and likes to make people feel bad about themselves, ONLY to make them work harder.
AC is different. He grapples with the girls' problems. Bad or good he knows what to say. Not only does he help us with whatever is wrong, he pushes each individual to the point where he knows that person can handle it. Some girls have a tendency of not going their full potential. With AC around, there is no messing around. You do what he wants, when he wants.
As I look back at what fun I've had in the past 5 months, I can see that I have grown up a lot at what MPAC have taught me. They believe in me. They compliment me and furthermore they make me a stronger person. I don't think I'd be the soccer player I am today if it werent for my two additional fathers, also known as my coaches; MP & AC.
"Why are you breathing so hard Elle?
"Sorry i'm just tired..."
"Looks like you need a hug."
"Not from you, thanks."
"Good because I wasn't offering."
Would you say that to your "kid"? Ever?
But then again, whoever said everyone had to be nice.
I came to this family to be apart of something and to learn how to deal with situations that were going to stay with me for the rest of my life. That day I realized, as long as I'm on this team I am going to have to realize that MP is a jokester and likes to make people feel bad about themselves, ONLY to make them work harder.
AC is different. He grapples with the girls' problems. Bad or good he knows what to say. Not only does he help us with whatever is wrong, he pushes each individual to the point where he knows that person can handle it. Some girls have a tendency of not going their full potential. With AC around, there is no messing around. You do what he wants, when he wants.
As I look back at what fun I've had in the past 5 months, I can see that I have grown up a lot at what MPAC have taught me. They believe in me. They compliment me and furthermore they make me a stronger person. I don't think I'd be the soccer player I am today if it werent for my two additional fathers, also known as my coaches; MP & AC.
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