Thursday, April 28, 2016

There Must be Realizations in Order to Better Yourself

Hey! So, below is a poem representing an event in my life. I wrote it for week 7 of the Student Blogging Challenge. Enjoy it! See if you can get anything out of it.


I stand outside
I see the world
From the smallest ant to the largest home
There are prairie dogs in the field,
And ladybugs on the flowers
The sun is shining ever so bright,
And at night,
The moon lights up the evening sky
Showing me the stars and the galaxies beyond
And I wonder to myself, “Who am I?”
I am a giant to the ant,
But a dwarf to the tree
And really, they were put there for me
Surrounding my home is a yard full of fun
And inside my home the family I know
I stare outside of the fence,
And see all my friends
Running around in their houses,
Playing pretend
I turn around in a circle
I can see the mountains
Surrounding my life, and everything within it
As I keep turning, I can see my dog
Playing and digging with the biggest heart
I am halfway around, and I see my home
Standing tall and sturdy,
A large home, I know
It’s very important, and cost quite a lot,
But in the end,
That’s not what matters
Then, I see my mother on the porch
Smiling and waving, then hurrying back inside
My energetic siblings needed to be occupied
Then there was my father, preparing steak for dinner
He smiles
I smile
And then, I finally get it
The ant and the tree my home are sure great
And I love the way the steak’s prepared on my plate
But my family of six stands out most of all
The way we laugh and play outside
The way they help me with school
It’s not the money
And my large home isn’t home
Without the family to make it home
They love, care,
And will do anything for me
It’s a realization I will never forget
That my family,
And everything I get
Make me one lucky girl
Luckier than others
And I appreciate that
In this big, big world

Food, it's an Essential, Making our Infinite Choices Seem Pretty Great

Hey everybody! I haven’t posted for the Student Blogging challenge lately, so I dedicate this post and my next post to weeks 6 and 7 of the Student Blogging challenge.

The United States is a very odd country, when you consider food. We have kind of taken up foods from all over the world and either revised them or kept them exactly the same. A lot of times, you can find a restaurant committed to the culture and food of a certain country. An example of this would be an Indian restaurant, which is where you can find Indian cuisine that has originated from India. Plus, there are just the normal (to us) foods that we will make at home for dinner. There are so many foods that we favor and love, making it very hard to keep track of all of it. Below, I have provided you with multiple examples of these foods, in the form of a slideshow. Enjoy learning more about our culture and how food relates to it! Click the link below to leave me some information about food in your country!

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Thursday, April 14, 2016

Off into Oblivion, Once Again

“Never again.” I had told her, but she didn’t listen. “Never again.” Yet here we are. She didn’t learn anything. I was dragged along, and now look where I am. It had seemed fun at first, just like it always does.
    “A little adventure.” She would say.
I don’t know how she did it. Her sea blue eyes locked with mine, she pulled me towards her, and she whispered in my ear, “Come on Jack. You know you want to go. It will be different this time, I promise.”
When I said “OK,” she put her lips to mine, but for just a little while, and we were off.
We traveled up the hill, through the forest, and across the river. There, she finally saw a cave and decided to explore. Our clothes were soaked from the river, so I took off my shirt. She whooped at that. Oh, how her smile makes me happy. Into the cave we went. Everything was black, so we locked our hands together and proceeded forward as one. After a little while, we came upon a group of bats. So that we didn’t scare them, I pulled us over to the wall, and we crept past the bats slowly. Once we were past them, a light appeared a few hundred feet in front of us. From there, I hurried us out. That cave was not so pleasant.
Out! We were finally out, but she wasn’t done yet. There was some sort of beaver dam in the middle of a large river, and she was determined to cross it and get to the other side. I went first, to make sure it was safe, and motioned for her to join me. Our weight together was too much for the dam, and down we went. Rushing water pounded on top of us, and I realized we needed to get out fast. Then, I saw her go down. She wasn’t coming up. I dove down under the water, and saw her foot stuck under a large log. I went to pull it free, but then a large stick jabbed me in the back. I went back up for air, and dove right back down to free her. I could see that she was at the point of passing out, so I used all of my strength to move the log, and she was free.
When we both had finally struggled back to shore, down I went. Blood was spewing from my back, and I couldn’t bear the pain. Luckily, she had her water resistant backpack with her (who knew she would think to bring that), and quickly set to work unloading the supplies and bandaging my wound. After I took the Advil, everything was steady once more. I was able to stand up and move normally. I started to pull her in the direction of home, when she planted herself in the ground, and started to protest. At last she stopped, and suggested that we should at least have lunch. The food lightened my spirits, so I agreed to hike a little farther.
That’s when she found the rock, well boulder, or really, cliff. The climbing began. It wasn’t too hard, and after a couple slips and a hard pull, we had made it to the top. That’s when we realized that there was no other way off the cliff. There was no hill on the other side, nor a nice place to jump down from. We were stuck. Then, she peered over my shoulder, told me to turn around, and that’s when I saw it. A beautiful lake with the sun reflecting off of it. Our shadows were also reflecting off the water. It would have been a very artsy photo, well, if I had my camera.
Now I’m stuck. She manages to do this every time. How could I let her drag me into this? I looked over to her, “What will we do now, Cassie?”
She looked at me, our eyes locked, and she took my hand. “The same thing we always do,” she said, “We jump out of it.”
That’s when I got what she meant. We turned towards the lake, she looked at me with a smile, and we jumped. Oh how I love that smile.

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Becoming a Millionair Doesn't just Happen

    Throughout my whole life, I have worked very hard to do the best in school and get the best possible grades I can. During elementary school, I always was a top student and excelled in everything, but my good grades weren’t really rewarded. It wasn’t until sixth grade in middle school when I was greatly rewarded for my hard work.
    It was the first year of middle school, but also the hardest one that I had ever gone through. I was given so much work to do. Some nights, I got home at 3:00 PM, and worked until around 10:00 PM. That is seven hours of homework! Every day was the same drill; coming home, doing homework, going to activities, eating dinner, finishing homework, and then going to bed. At school, I worked even harder to get 100% on every assignment (Sometimes I didn’t though, but not everyone is perfect). All year, I did the best that I could do, and finally, at the end of the year, honor roll came around.
     At my school, we have an awards ceremony called honor roll. To go to honor roll, you have to be specially invited through a letter. At the end of April, all of my friends and a bunch of other kids were receiving these letters, inviting them to go to honor roll. It was getting nearer and nearer to the ceremony, and I still hadn't gotten a letter. I finally decided that I wasn’t going to receive a letter, so I carried on without the hope of going to honor roll.

    Then it came. A small letter, sure, but it was here. A couple days later, I went to honor roll and received a paper saying that I received a 4.0 GPA (or an A in every class). Plus, a coupon for a bunch of free things was also included in the reward. My parents were so proud of me, and I finally had something to show off all of my hard work.
    Sixth grade was the first grade where I actually received a reward for my continual hard work. Sure, I did receive rewards that year from my individual teachers, but this one was the most important. For once, I finally felt like people were seeing and recognizing me for everything I did in school. I really I felt like I belonged.


Thursday, April 7, 2016

If Only Fantisies Could Become Reality

           Haven’t you ever dreamed of something that just wasn’t possible? Those are called fantasies, and I have had one for a while. A magical garden growing in my backyard has always been a dream of mine. Of course you can paint one or pretend to have one, but just imagine what it would be like to have a real magic garden. Unique flowers everywhere. Berries that can turn you into a frog, but just for a little while. It all sounds amazing.
There are just so many possibilities for each and every plant. One that really interests me is the ability to create music using multiple plants. By touching the flower of a plant, you could create a sound more beautiful than any flute. Touching many flowers at once would create a perfectly harmonized piece of music. For example, if you were to touch the petals of a Blue Bell, you would hear the strong, incredible sounds of church bells.
Another possibility would be for a plant to create fireworks. Touching daisies would set off mini fireworks that disappeared into the air after a couple of seconds. Plus, each different colored daisy would set off a different colored firework. For example, placing your hand on the top of a yellow daisy would cause a yellow firework to burst out of the flower and glisten before you.
Finally, a possibility greater than I could imagine would be for each berry found in the garden to do something different. The colors of the berry wouldn’t even matter. You would just have to try out each berry and see what happens. An example of this would be if you found a yellow berry on a bush you had never seen before. You eat it, and suddenly realize that you can see a new color that had never been discovered. Say you found another yellow berry, ate it, but suddenly you were in a different place. The last thing you remember was eating that berry. Your mother then tells you that you fell asleep outside, so she took you inside to your room. That berry had caused you to fall asleep!
There are so many things that could happen and occur in a magic garden. If only fairy tales were true and magic wasn’t a trick, then fantasies could become reality.

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How Much do you Really Know?

Hey everyone! I know I haven’t blogged for a while, but boy, one can sure get busy! On another related note, week 3 of the Student Blogging Challenge requires us to write about whatever we want! I decided that I would post something a little different for you guys this time.

            Below are a few quizzes that I thought would be fun for my readers out there to try out and learn more with. Do them yourselves, and tell me your thoughts and answers! Thanks!

                    How much do you know about lacrosse?

          You can find these answers in my blog posts!

Quiz 1 Answers: 1: a, b, d, g 2: d 3: c 4: a (my team ;)

Quiz 2 Answers: 1: d 2: a 3: b or d 4: e

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Comments for Everyone!

Hey everyone! So, for activity four of week two of the Student Blogging Challenge, we were required to find four people of the blogosphere and comment on one of their posts. I found four great people, and have included my comments as well as other things below.
  • The first blog I commented on was Reyne's blog. Here is my comment:             "Hey Rayne! Your post was very interesting and unique. I actually have experience with Scratch as well. At my school, we have a program called STEM. This stands for Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics. I am in the STEM program, so during engineering, we used scratch to create our own games. Yours was pretty great! Check out my blog to learn more about STEM!
    – Emily"
I decided to comment on Reyne's blog because she had a very interesting Scratch game which hooked me from the beginning. Plus, she is a very good writer.

  • The second blog I commented on was Emily's blog. Here is my comment:             "Hey Emily! Guess what… my name is Emily too! I love the video you have posted above. It includes such a great song. Well, thanks for sharing with me!
    – Emily"
I commented on Emily's blog because she had shared some interesting facts that she learned in school through a video. I loved watching the video because of the great song included in it.

  • The next blog I commented on was Grady's blog. Here is my comment:             "Hey Grady! I love the video you posted above. It is a great way to introduce couplets to people. Your Valentines Day at school sounds like so much fun! I hope you got lots of candy!
    – Emily"
I decided to comment on Grady's blog because of the fun, interesting video he posted on it, and because of his Valentines Day at his school. The video was so unique and fun!

  • The final blog I commented on was Landree's blog. Here is my comment:              "Hi Landree! I saw in some of your comments to other bloggers that you thought they were good writers. Well, I think you are a great writer! Also, I didn't know you were allergic to cats. Tell me more about it at school!
    - Emily"
I commented on Landree's blog because of how detailed and intelligent Landree was with her writing. Everything she writes just pulls me in to read more!

Thursday, March 10, 2016

Oh, I'm so Cute!

     Guess what, I am doing the Student Blogging Challenge! For 10 weeks, we are given different activities to complete and post each week. The very first activity was to create an avatar for yourself. My avatar resembles me in multiple ways, such as the dog, blond hair, and glasses. First of all, my avatar is holding a leash which is attached to a dog. This greatly resembles me due to the fact that I love animals, specifically dogs, and I have a dog. Plus, I am always with her. Second of all, my character has blond hair. In reality, I have extremely blond hair, which I am glad to have on my avatar. Finally, my avatar has cute little glasses (which really do take up most of her face). I do have glasses, and wear them all the time, so I thought that it would only be right to include them on my avatar. Clearly, I chose my avatar because she resembles me in many ways, and if you would like to see my avatar, look right next to my “about me” post. You will think it is just so cute! 
     This chart above tells you a few things about myself. I didn’t want to write you a super long paragraph explaining everything I have listed, so I created a simple chart for you to read. I hope you learn more about me and my life in Colorado. Thanks!  

Family, the most Important thing in the World

        I live with a huge family! A mom, dad, two brothers, a sister, a dog, and multiple other pets are what make up my family. This isn’t even all of it. My extended family (grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, ect.) are all an important part of my life as well. Every day in my house is a new adventure. From playing with my little siblings to sitting down at the dinner table and talking about our day. We are always there for each other, even through hard times, and that is a great thing to remember. 
        My siblings are crazy! Two twin 5 year olds are always running around the house and lightening the mood. I have no idea where they get all of their energy, but it ends up being a good thing for everyone in the house. These twins have their own personalities. One of them (the girl), loves little things. She is always carrying around a small toy which she switches out every day. The other one (the boy), loves to make people laugh. From his funny faces to his high pitched voice, he never fails to get us going. My other brother, who is 11, never fails to amaze me. From his newfound love of lacrosse to his 100% grades in school. We may have our time to time arguments, but each day is a new day, and each day he is getting older and more mature. It just amazes me how much he has grown as a person in the past couple of years.
        I can’t even begin to describe my parents. My mother is running 4 kids to activities every single day while making sure we are well fed, and that our lives out of the house are fine and dandy. She always finds time for us even with her busy schedule for each and every day. I should say it more often, but I am so appreciative of how much she does for us and loves us. My father is a very hard working man. Each day, he helps me get ready for school at 6:00 AM in the morning, then goes to work. Once his day at work is over, he comes home to greet the family, and even cooks dinner. My dad does so much for my whole family and always finds time for each and every one of us. I am so grateful to have him as my dad, and hope he knows how much my family and I appreciate what he does for us. Overall, my parents are just amazing.
        Finally, my extended family. Cousins, grandparents, uncles, aunts, when does it end. Each of them care for me so deeply, and I try my best to return that love as well. Every summer, I am able to see most of these people, and these times are some of the most enjoyable times I have ever had. One example of this is going to Minnesota to see my mom’s side of the family. When I go to Minnesota, I love to tube on the lakes, take leisurely rides on pontoons, snatch all of grandma’s cookies, listen to grandpa’s stories, and just enjoy the time with family. I have so many great memories associated with visiting family.
As you can see, family is basically the most important thing to me. I love each and every one of my family members so much, and hope they know that too. Every day is a wild ride, but as long as I have my family there, it doesn’t matter what happens. I really can’t begin to say how much I love my family.


Thursday, February 25, 2016

She May Not be Perfect, but She Sure is to Me

     My whole life I have grown up loving animals. When I was little, my family had two female Labrador Retrievers named Scout and Soda. One Summer, when we moved to the house we now live in, and my parents had to give Scout and Soda away due to the lack of time to play and exercise with them. The thought of not ever getting another dog and losing Scout and Soda caused me to cry off and on for multiple days. It was then time to go to Minnesota (where my mom grew up), and I was able to get the dogs that were previously mine out of my head. On the way back to Colorado from Minnesota, we stopped at a house, and I was greatly confused. My dad then told me to follow him inside, but what I didn't know was that what was inside would change my life forever.
     Two dogs! I was completely frazzled. There were two puppies playing around on the floor, one black and one white. The black one did not like people, and hid or nipped at you when you tried to pet him. The white one was a whole different story. When I walked over to see her, she jumped right into me and I toppled onto the floor. She then started licking my face, and I couldn't get enough of her. It was then when I realized what we were here for. Of coarse the white dog was the one we took home, and the next day we gave her a name of her own.
     Sophie. What a beautiful name, at least to me. For the past eight or so years, I have grown up with Sophie as my best friend. She is there for me when I feel the need to cry, play, sleep, or just take a break. I would literally do anything to protect her and keep her as safe as possible. Sometimes, just rarely, Sophie can be a little, what would you call it, frustrating. Sophie may throw up every now and then (which makes my parents really mad), but technically, it isn't hers or my fault (even though I get blamed for it every time she throws up). I guess what I am meaning to say is that Sophie is just an amazing dog, and I love her for who she is.
     Speaking of who Sophie is, Sophie has an amazing personality. Even at eight years old (which is still young for little dogs), Sophie still shows the puppy in her and is always ready to play. When you see her wagging her tail nonstop, you know that she needs her dose of attention for the day. From playing with ropes to doing tricks or just running around, Sophie always has the energy to do it. Some people may call her lazy at some times, and that is true, but she does need her couple hours of "beauty sleep" per day.
     Sophie is such an amazing dog. She's a friend, a shoulder to cry on, a fun exercise buddy, she has a great personality, and overall, just loves her people so much. I will admit that whenever you talk to me about Sophie, I could never say anything bad about her. There is nothing to say! Overall, Sophie is such a fun, loving, caring dog, and without her, my life would not be the same.

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Fast, Intelligent, Limber... What is this animal?

     If I heard the word, "Cheetah," I would be in your conversation immediately. Cheetahs are my absolute favorite animals, and I know so much about them. Their main characteristics that I like to mention are that they are fast, intelligent, and limber. Even though cheetahs have many characteristics, these three are the ones that interest me the most.
     First of all, cheetahs are clearly very fast. It is what they are known for. Their lean body, long legs, and tail allow it to run at over 75 miles per hour. The lean, light weight body makes it easier for the legs to carry the Cheetah while running at top speed. The long legs allow the Cheetah to grab onto the ground and push strongly off of it very fast. Finally, the tail helps for the Cheetah to balance while running at top speed. It helps the Cheetah to turn as well.
     Many people may not know this, but Cheetahs are very intelligent. Because of the Cheetah's small, lean, three meter body, they aren't the largest cat, and they know this. An example of this is when a Cheetah is feasting, and a Lion comes along. The Cheetah knows not to mess with the Lion, and simply runs away. Plus, sometimes a Cheetah with catch live prey and take it back to her den to have her cubs practice catching and stalking prey.
     Finally, the way a Cheetah is built allows it to be very limber. The lean, light, and flexible body that a Cheetah has allows it to turn and avoid obstacles at top speed. This is important to a Cheetah because if it couldn't turn at top speed, it would lose it's prey, and if it couldn't avoid an obstacle, it could be hit and end up very injured. Hitting something like a large boulder could even cause a Cheetah to die.
     Clearly, Cheetahs are absolutely magnificent. They consist of many characteristics that allow it to be successful in the wild. Overall, Cheetahs are wonderful creatures with characteristics like no other animal.

Ski to Love and Love to Ski

     Hey everybody! Welcome to my "love of..." month! I know it is past Valentines day, but I am a little behind on my blog posts. The last few weeks have been busy!!! Also (if you haven't noticed), my last blog post was also about "love of...", love of steak that is!

     When I think of love, I think of skiing. Every weekend, I am up in the mountains skiing the bumps, trees, terrain park, and any other run you could think of. Skiing is such a big part of my life. I have not only been doing it since I was three, but it also has been passed down generation to generation. It's amazingly difficult to say how much I love it!
     Even though I am fine with all types of terrain, tree runs would win my vote. Maneuvering through the trees, witnessing the amazing views, finding fresh powder, it all is just so incredible to me. Plus, I love racing my family or ski team through the trees to see who could get to the bottom first (I normally win, hehe!). Telling your crash stories to everyone is just so fun, and hearing people's crash stories is really funny. Really, just having fun and skiing through the fresh powder in the trees to me is priceless.
     Every weekend, I am given the privilege of skiing with my ski team. I learn so much while with my coach and teammates. Recently, I have been able to do a 1-80 (half of a turn) off a jump consistently. It feels amazing once you are able to do a new trick off the jumps! Plus, I am learning and achieving great bump skills, and hopefully, they will help me to win competitions in the future.
     Another reason why I love skiing so much is the family factor. I am able to ski with my family every weekend or every other weekend, making it so much fun to ski. Beating my parents down the hill gives you that sense of achievement, and just skiing with your family gives you great bonding time. Plus my grandpa who is 81 still skis, making skiing feel much more important than it really is. I love to ski with him and show him how much I have improved.
     Trees, different terrain, ski team, and family all make skiing great. Feeling the wind and the cold pinch of winter on your face is just priceless. Overall, I love skiing, and there is nothing that could make me stop.

Monday, February 1, 2016

Did You Say Steak?

        I am one of those people who loves every single type of food you could throw at me, except seafood and junk food. Blech! All of you probably know that kids do not like vegetables, but I could argue with that. I love any kind of vegetable, even brussel sprouts which I would gladly eat plain. I guess what I am trying to say is that I have a “high regard” for food.
        Even though I am fond of many foods, there are two main dishes that I favor the most. The first dish is my Dad’s homemade sesame chicken. The meal is very flavorful including onions, soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, chicken, eggs, chicken broth, and cornstarch. This dish is most commonly served with rice and topped with sesame seeds. Altogether, the dish tastes wonderful and is great for a meal any time of the year.
        The second meal that I love is steak with mashed potatoes. Tenderloin or filet mignon (which are the same thing) are my favorite types of steak. I love a nice juicy tenderloin cooked medium and served with creamy mashed potatoes. Even though I like all forms of potatoes, mashed are my favorite. On a cold night, this meal is great to have with the family.
        Overall, most food is great, but two meals take the cake. Homemade sesame chicken and steak with mashed potatoes definitely deserve and receive my vote for best meals.