Advisory Day
9a to 1p
Verse 1:
Vengo de musica,
Donde cantando esta de alma
Y dibujas,
Todos los fotos hablamos 1000 palabras
El Refran:
Amor es en mi Corazon
Verse 2:
Con la familia,
Y las noches de comida
y divertida
Vengo de mis amigos
Comprastemos, y
comimos,
El Refran:
Amor es en mi Corazon
x2
Coda: (brings the song
out to a close)
Vengo de cultura
Vengo de ventura
Vengo de Dios
Vengo de Amor
Yo vengo de tierra de padres
Vengo de Filadelfia
de Estados Unidos
Vengo de tierra natal
Los cancha de baloncesto
con juego fútbol
en la aire fresco
Todos las mañana,
yo veo el brillante sol
escucho los grillos piar
Un nueva diá comienzo
Yo vengo de tierra de padres
Vengo de Filadelfia
de Estados Unidos
Vengo de tierra natalFern Rock
Abe Musselman
Cuando era un niño
Los trenes en el bosque
Fueron fantasmas
En el noche
Mis amigos y yo
Caminamos casí
Al borde del bosque
Pero no mas proximo
Porque supimos
Que los arboles tienen
Perros, criminales, y
Hombres con drogas
El bosque es un
Lugar muy atterador
Cuando eres un
Niño pequeño
El bosque fue un
Lugar muy atterador
Cuando fui
Un niño pequeño
En mis soñares
Estoy encima de los vías
Profundo en el bosque
Mi familia esta cercano
Y mis amigos estan corriendo
Por los arboles
En mis soñares
Estoy encima de los vias
Profundo en el bosque.
Pero solo en un soñar
En mis soñares
Estoy encima de los vías
Profundo en el bosque
Pero solo en un sonar
Tengo diecisiete años
Y monto el tren
Todos de los días
Los vias solamente
son un
Obstaculo en mi
Sendero en la mañana
No puedo recuerdo
Los arboles
y como parecieron
Cuando fueron tan alto como
Las montañas
Y cuando las vias fueron
Fantasmas en el bosque
En mis soñares
Estoy encima de los vías
Profundo en el bosque
Mi familia esta cercano
Y mis amigos estan corriendo
Por los arboles
En mis soñares
Estoy encima de los vias
Profundo en el bosque.
Pero solo en un soñar
Ugh..vamos...está listo?
Verse 1:
Tenemos sesenta cinco de personas en nuestra población
A sí
Somos el segundo más grande en Asia
Viajamos mis barcos y coches
Nuestro nuevo año pasado para dos semanas
Ya tu sabe
Yo encontraria mucho dinero de mis familia
Ya tu sabe
Chorus:
De donde vengo
con ti desde
el sur de Vietnam
Ya tu sabe
Ya tu sabe
Verse 2:
Me encanta la comida
Los frutos son increíble
Yo se. Ohhhh
No me arrepentirse de ser vietnamita
Mi pais siempre, aqui, aqui estas
Hay un montón de comida al aire libre
y los precios son muy baratos
Muy tropical durante de año,
Hay mucho rios y budista templo
Ya tu sabe
Ya tu sabe
Chorus:
De donde vengo
con ti desde
el sur
de Vietnam
Ya tu sabe
Ya tu sabe
I learned more spanish grammar from doing this project and was able to make many descriptive sentences. I also learned what is important to me to writing in a song and what has made me the person I am today.
I am really proud of the fact I didn't use a translator and I put a lot of time into writing my song and making sure it made sense.
If I were to do this project again, I would expand on the verses and make them a longer and about more topics.
Vengo de la musica favorita
escuho Blink 182 todas las días
audifonos en mis orejas (AL-DE-FA-NOS)
mi musica es muy fuerte
sin ninguna preocupación (NIN-GON -NA )
estoy muy contenta por la musica,
muchas graicas musica, eres importante musica
vengo de mi familia;
mi mama, mi papa, mis hermanos y
mi tia y bisabuelos
te amo, mucho te amo.
vengo de Jesus Christ
leí la Biblia y fuí a la iglesia
fuí a los servicios tres días de la semana
no asisto a la iglesia.
no sé por qué.
vengo de mi familia;
mi mama, mi papa, mis hermanos y
mi tia y bisabuelos
te amo, mucho te amo.
yo amo el fútbol
deportes por la escuela
dos años con SLA.
Me gustan mis niñas
vengo de mi familia;
mi mama, mi papa, mis hermanos y
mi tia y bisabuelos
te amo, mucho te amo.
Cyndi Lynn Sheridan
El 28 de Septiembre
Here
are the lyrics that correspond to our song:
Verse 1: (Cyndi)
Yo soy de los momentos
yo creo.
Los suspiros yo
respiro,
Y el amor yo comparto.
Yo soy de las
tradiciones yo hablo,
Y el salvador yo busco.
Yo soy del pizza de
aroma,
Esto llena todos los
viernes con estomago deleite.
Refrán:
La cuidad de amor fraternal,
Una lugar única y original.
Grandes esperanzas pero sueños rotos.
Todos carreteras ignotos.
Yo llamo a este casa.
Verse 2: (Catherine)
Yo soy de manos este hablan,
Y los ojos este oyen.
Yo soy de los fuegos este susurran,
Con las personas este escuchan.
Casa es donde el corázon esta.
Refrán:
La cuidad de amor fraternal,
Una lugar ´¨nica y original.
Grandes esperanzas pero sueños rotos.
Todos carreteras ignotos.
Yo llamo a este casa.
Verse 3: (Catherine)
Y yo que nunca se puede dejar,
Este es yo y soy vivida!
Todos mis obstáculos yo se aparejar.
Verse 4: (Cyndi)
Yo soy de los brazos de un ángel.
Soy de a los viages yo tomo y
Yo soy de el corazón de acero.
Reflección de Cyndi Lynn:
This song is a reflection of who we are both intellectually and where we come from physically.What did you learn?
Throughout
this project, I learned a lot of new vocabulary as well as the deeper meaning
to where I came from. I am surprised at how well our song fit into the rhythm
of an actual song. In addition, I feel as though this taught me how to
communicate better with my best friend in another language.
What are you especially proud of?
I am
really proud of our final product and the effort we put into this song.
Catherine and I strived to make a song that holds something special about each
of us. The best part of our song would probably be the refrán because we were
able to just have fun and act silly.
What would you change if you could do
it over again?
If I could do this project over again I would make a video that relates to our song because it would be more interesting for the audience. Overall, the song we created was actually pretty decent.
La gente y las tiendas más
No siempre es seguro
Pero es mi casa sólo.
Al principio
Yo estaba en el fondo
de la colina y la cadena
en la mente y el cuerpo
último de la fila
de la escuela a su casa
Yo era el paria
Yo estaba en el fondo
Donde las calles están gastadas,
La gente y las tiendas más
No siempre es seguro
Pero es mi casa sólo.
Pero no todo malo
Algunos es muy bonito
Cuando era pequeña
Recuerdo estar contento
Jugar a mis amigos
Y subo a los árboles
Amo y odio que mi barrio
Pero es mi hogar sólo
La gente y las tiendas más
No siempre es seguro
Pero es mi casa sólo.
Vengo de un lugar tranquillo.
Una casa de amor.
Vengo de la musica
Y baila.
(Repeat)Vengo de la familia de Smith
Un nombre común
Pero con rasgos ünicos.
Vengo de donde los ladrillos son puestos
bien alto para cubrirnos.
Vengo de un lugar tranquillo.
Una casa de amor.
Vengo de la musica
Y baila.
(Repeat)Soy De Filadelfia.
Donde los edificios brillantes suben.
y carros vuelan.
Vengo de dónde todos vivan para sueños.
Pero a todos no llegan los sueños.
Vengo de un lugar tranquillo.
Una casa de amor.
Vengo de la musica
Y baila.
Attach MP3 of my canción
Mi
nombre es MIQUAL.!!!!! Yo vengo de Filadelphia. My madre y padre vineron de Filadelfia Nuca mi abuela vino de virginia Ellos les
gusta comer. Me gusta
comer hamburguesas. Mi nombre es MIQUAL.!!!!! Yo juego el
futbol Nosotros nos gustan deportes.
Mi nombre es MIQUAL.!!!!!
De Donde
DeDeDeDe Donde vengo
De Donde vengo yo
Hola mi nombre es miqual
Mi nombre es MIQUAL.!!!!!
De Donde
DeDeDeDe Donde vengo
De Donde vengo yo
Me gustan
deportes
y béisbol y basketball y futbol de Americano
Mi familia la historia in deportes
Mi nombre es MIQUAL.!!!!!
Mi nombre es MIQUAL.!!!!
De Donde
DeDeDeDe Donde vengo De Donde vengo yo Mi familia están loco Mi nombre es MIQUAL.!!!!! Mi nombre es MIQUAL.!!!!!
Mi barrio están loco
pero a no me importa
Me gusto el barrio y familia
De Donde
DeDeDeDe Donde vengo
De Donde vengo yo
¿De dónde vengo yo?
¿De dónde vengo yo?
Vengo de el ciudad pequeña
Famosa comida y museos
Es un gran... lugar... estar.
¿De dónde vengo yo?
¿De dónde vengo yo?
Vengo de el ciudad pequeña
Famosa comida y museos
Es un gran... lugar... estar.
Soy de Filadelfia.
Vivo en Wynnfield
Es la zona bien
Es tranquilo y bonita
Las personas son amables
Es un gran lugar estar
¿De dónde vengo yo?
¿De dónde vengo yo?
Vengo de el ciudad pequeña
Famosa comida y museos
Es un gran... lugar... estar.
¿De dónde vengo yo?
¿De dónde vengo yo?
Vengo de el ciudad pequeña
Famosa comida y museos
Es un gran... lugar... estar.
Vengo de grande familia
Mi familia es especial a mi
Es muy talentosa y inteligente
Y mucho cariñosa
¿De dónde vengo yo?
¿De dónde vengo yo?
Vengo de el ciudad pequeña
Famosa comida y museos
Es un gran... lugar... estar.
¿De dónde vengo yo?
¿De dónde vengo yo?
Vengo de el ciudad pequeña
Famosa comida y museos
Es un gran... lugar... estar.
Lleno cancion
Refrán
Mi antepasado come de Irlanda,
y Italia y eso es la cuento de mi.
Verso I
Mi antepasado come de Irlanda,
Ellos fue barco a través de Atlantic .
Antes de embarco,
Ellos juntaba todos cosas
Y continuar de viaje.
Estas son las personas,
que son mi historia
Refrán
Mi antepasado come de Irlanda,
Y Italia y eso es la cuento de mi.
Mi antepasado come de Irlanda,
Y Italia y eso es la cuento de mi.
Verso II
Mi antepasado come de Italia,
Ellos trajeron su comida, cultura, y las memorias.
Desde Italia ellos come,
Ellos trajeron los familia de todos cosas y vida.
Ellos cociando la pasta cada domingo.
La tradition quedo en toda la familia.
Refrán
Mi antepasado come de Irlanda,
Y Italia y eso es la cuento de mi.
Vengo de Filadelfia.
Yo viví en ese ciudad
todo mi vida, por muchos años
Me encanta los luces,
sonidos y edificios altos.
Yo vengo de una ciudad.
historia, arte, y música
Mi corazón vive en ese ciudad.
Mi alma pertenece.
Yo vive en una ciudad
pinta una obra maestra
de personas muchas.
Expresa se mismo.
Aceptamos todos los personas.
Yo vengo de una ciudad.
historia, arte, y música
Mi corazón vive en ese ciudad.
Mi alma pertenece.
“Julian! Julian! Julian! Get up!” Or “Wakey wakey eggs and bacey!”
She would reply,
“Shut up! Go away.” Or “Yeah, yeah, yeah I am up!”
After that my parents would go in and try to get her out of bed, it never worked. It was always time for me to go to school eventually so I said bye and thought on my way to school, good luck!
Always being one of the smartest people I know. Doing her work, and helping me with homework. She was always the stereotypical idol of an older sister. Getting straight A’s, and just hoping that I would too. Trying her best and just looking at all her projects she did and how I was thinking, I can’t wait to do that. Always known as someone who has great potential. Then high school began. Where was my perfect sister Julian? Thinking oh, it must be a ninth grade thing she will be okay in a week or two. Me being in sixth grade I didn’t know any better. But, she continued not doing her work and not going to school. How could it be someone so smart is now not getting good grades? There is definitely a mistake. Freshman year went by for her, but it felt slow for me. Sophomore year came, Julian is going to do great this year I just know it! All I remember is her not wanting to attend school. Having arguments back and forth with my parents. As if screaming was a normal tone in my house. Shedding tear by tear, if only I collected them all.
Time went on, for a couple months. She was hoping she would get into this program to study in Israel for the rest of her sophomore year. There she went, January 23rd 2009 off to Israel for school until June. Maybe she will do her work. I guess that was okay, but then junior year was coming. The most important year of high school. September until November she was still enrolled in public high school. Did she go? Nope. November until June was the most successful months of high school with a new school. I could tell that my mother and father were so happy that this new school was working. So excited not just for a full year ahead of us, but senior year. But then it actually came. The first day was picture day, so she went…but late. From there on it was a couple times here and there but that ended in November. I remember talking to her one time about it because I felt brave that day. I was obviously scared that she would throw something at me other times, but not this time.
As I was stumbling to get my words out, I said, “So why don’t you attend school?”
Her reply, with an attitude coming on and a grunt, “None of your business. AND you don’t even have to go after you 16. BYE!”
Now I wish I could have got in her head, so she could of made the right decisions. Ironically, her essay for her college applications were about, how to make good choices. Unlucky for her, but lucky for me that she had to learn the hard way. From her bad mistakes/decisions I know what to do and what not to do. It has made me want to try more in school and never want to be absent. I was always obsessive about absences and lateness’s but it has recently had a great affect on me. She didn’t even realize she was teaching a lesson to me through all the struggles she went through. Although it is all about how it affected her, it also had an outcome on me.
This was happening to someone who’s room was right above mine. Who was there when I was born. Who has been, and always will be my older sister. So don’t think that just because SHE didn’t do her work, or SHE didn’t wake up for school, or SHE didn’t make great choices at times, it only affected her. The affect on me was not only for me to learn but also for me to know right from wrong. It is somewhere I never want to be in life, and to have to experience again. It motivates me to strive for excellence. In the long run, she ended up learning right from wrong. The ends of her suppose to be senior year she took the G.E.D. testing and did fantastic. She got into all eight colleges she applied to, and is now currently in Israel on a gap year program before college studying at Hebrew University, and then living on a Kibbutz. So sometimes you can’t just pass go, and collect two hundred dollars, some people have to work for it.
Mi familia vino de Asia.
Soy de Scranton y Filadelfia.
Mi mamá es muy joven
yo tengo dos hermanos.
Mi familia es muy raro
nos gustamos las comidas
Mi familia está muy grande
todo por el mundo.
Yo tengo dos hermanas
y yo tengo dos hermanos
Soy estás mas viejos.
Mi familia está muy grande
todo por el mundo.
Te gusta un reunión familiar - mi familia es muy cómica.
Si mi nombre es Bee,
yo no puedo cantar
Este es el final
yo estoy muy mal.
"What would you like?" I responded by saying
"Can I have a....",
--But before I could even answer, the lady cut me off by saying,
"Oh my God! You're accent is so cute, where are you from?!?
Do you speak any Spanish?"
Usually this question doesn't annoy me, but I just get so tired
of answering it. When I answer that, then they ask me what's my ethnic back
round, then it starts a whole debate on who I am. Then I have those who doubt
who I am because of how I look on the outside. It's very stressful and
confusing, but I’ll break it down for you.
I am Mexican, Italian and African American. My father, who is more Mexican, is
where I get my accent from. It was terrible when I was younger, so I had to go
to many speech classes and finally, as of now, my accent is maintainable. After
awhile though, when it comes out, people start to gush over it. “
Oh my gosh your voice is so beautiful!”
“Oh my God where are you from?!”
Questions like this that tend to make me mad and upset that I
even have one. Often times though, people seem to think I’m faking it, which I’m
not. I have no reason to want to fake something as silly as a pointless accent.
Also just because I am part Hispanic does not mean I have to know any Spanish.
I get many mixed reactions to it; I have honestly never heard any hate towards
it though.
If I could change having an accent, would I do it?
Probably not.
But if I could change something about the situation of having
one, I would make it so that it’s not something that people gush over. I also
would stop the judgments made about my race before being asked.
Daniel Varnis
October 17, 2011
Lessons Learned Through
Past Life Scenarios
To begin, life is all about
making decisions. In your future and past you will make good decisions and some
not so good decisions. Many people make assumptions the better choice is what
will make their life go better than those who make the not so good choices. Well
I’m in opposition with that theory. From my perspective I say it is always a
good thing to make good choices because it helps you further on in life, but it
is sometimes a good thing to make bad choices because you can learn from that
encounter. Here is an example of one of my more inferior choices…
“Hello, Wildwood Police
Department, how may I help you?” I immediately hung up the phone, ran into a
bedroom frantically, locked the door behind me, hid under a bed, and prepared
to get arrested.
It all began on a Sunday
morning, I was down the seashore with my family and we just finished breakfast.
As all of my cousins left the kitchen, my brother waited for me to finish
cleaning up the dishes. Once I was done my hands were all shriveled up and
looked like raisins. I walked into the living room and saw my cousins sitting
on the floor in a circle, bored. “Hey Dan, did you know that if you call 911
you get 15 free tickets to the boardwalk?” Not even thinking I threw my arm
forward towards the phone and dialed 911 with my body shaking with excitement.
Once I hit the “Call Send” button I watched my cousins run out of the room
laughing. The phone stopped ringing and I heard, “Hello Wildwood Police
Department, how may I help you?” I quickly hung up the phone, my blood ran cold
of fear and I felt like throwing up. I walk away calmly like nothing ever
happened. Ten minutes later I hear a knock on the door, I open the door and see
two upright standing men in magnificent blue uniforms standing at my door. I
ran away crying into a bedroom and locked the door. In this event I was tricked
into dialing 911 to get some lousy tickets to a boardwalk. It is pretty obvious
that I could have thought before I did anything because it was pretty self
explanatory that if you dial 911, you aren’t getting free tickets, your getting
shackles.
Basically the lesson that learned
from this is to not be so gullible and to think before you speak/act. Because if
I took an extra couple of seconds to notice the trick they were pulling, I
wouldn’t have had the law at my front step. And now that I learned this lesson
it will help me better myself for the future and allow me to do the right
things when necessary. To continue, here is another example of a bad decision
that I have made in my past…
One beautiful Mid-August day with
my friend Evan. We decide to go for a bike ride out to Pennslanding. The route
that we decided to take to get there meant going under an highway. Lets just
say things went down hill from there. As we mount our bikes we contemplate
where we should go. “Pennslanding!” he said. I decided to follow along because
it was too hot for me to render a thought while sweat poured off my cherry red
cheeks by the gallon. We proceed down the street, my face is already hotter
than the sun and I could feel my blood boiling. We make a left turn onto Front
Street and speed up. The street felt never ending as we flew down it like Army
Fighter Jet. With all of this speed I thought of an amazing idea to finally
attempt to go up and down the hill connected to the underpass. Well let me just
say this wasn’t my best idea. As I get to my maximum speed, I make it to the
ramp, head up about eight feet. I am now determined to turn around and head
back down, but sadly my bike didn’t turn around tipped over. I fell and busted
my head on the ramp; I slide down the entire ramp under my bike, the whole way
down it felt like I was continuously being scratched with knives. Once I reach
the bottom I black out. As I wake up I see Evan leaning over me with an
expression on his face like he was leaning over a dead body. When I attempt to
get back up onto my two feet I fall back to the ground. “I must have broke my
legs” I thought to myself. But that’s too dramatic, I thought about how that
couldn’t be the case. My legs might be hurting a lot, but for all I know I
could have just sprained them. As I examine my body I feel blood running down
my cheek slower than a snail.
In this case scenario I made
the dumb decision to attempt to go up a giant hill under a highway and roll
back down. Unfortunately I didn’t even consider the thought on how dangerous it
would be to do that. But I did it anyway, and got severely hurt.
The lesson learned is to never do things that look risky with out
having some sort of protection on. If I were to have been wearing some
knee-pads or a helmet, I probably wouldn’t have sprained both of my legs or
busted my head open. But now I know this key lesson for the future. I will be
well prepared for almost anything that comes in my way no matter the extremity.
To close, these two scenes
bond in a strange way. In the first scene I made the dumb choice of calling 911
to get free tickets, when I should immediately knew through common sense that
911 is for emergencies only! In scene two, I made the decision to go up a big
ramp. The result was I got injured from falling down the big ramp. To finish,
the theme and lesson I learned from both of these scenarios is to think before
you act/speak. Because as a result I could have prevented my self from getting
injured, and from having the law come to my front door.