The recreational lands Self defense act that's me
Giving the right to bear arms
Even in the presence of bear arms
Was born in Arkansas
Appealing to the masses
Give a man a gun
and he's sure to have some fun
Take the gun away
someone's gonna pay.
As the bill names implies. The bill will give citizens the right to carry concealed weapons on property owned by the federal governments. Including, but not limited to, national parks, and land owned by the Army Corps of Engineers. The bill was introduced on September 21, by Senators Jim Webb and John Boozman. The bill it pretty straight forward.
There are many animals in the forest
Many men may attest.
He is afraid of them
more they are of him
some protection is needed
When warnings are not heeded
Death will ensue
If a bear is staring down at you.
Although animal attacks are a rare occurrence, the fact that they happen at all is scary enough to prevent a lot of people from visiting national parks. The main pushing force behind this is the protection of the 2nd amendment right to bear arms, and a push to get more people interesting in visitation of national parks.
Come to our park
Stay here after dark
Plan a camping trip
Make some coco
Take a sip
Relax and have fun
After all the hiking's done
Should this bill be past
Forever the fun shall last
I chose this bill because it was was dealing with allowing citizens to carry weapons on national properties. I felt as though people should be able to protect themselves no matter where they are. Personally I believe all things are avoidable and in the circumstance that one would be attacked by a bear or charged at by a deer, or elk should be able to fire a couple of warning shots, or at the animal, only if it is still hostile.
I did not chose this format. It was chosen for me by my computer. iMovie decided that I had done to many videos in my time at SLA so it crashed. Since I was already working on a sing for another class I just decided to continue the poetic juices. I was able to write the lyrics above fairly quickly. However My house was too noisy to actually record any of it.
As I stated above I lost all my work and had to redo, basically, the entire thing. It was also hard to research information about the bill, and when I would find something it wouldn't make any sense. Sometimes dates wouldn't match up and I would be forced to discard it and move on.
I would find a simpler way to do it. I would get it all done in one shot and actually start early so I could use class time for peer editing.
Its all a blur now honestly. After I lost my work I kinda shut down for a bit. I was simply too upset to try fixing it. So during the research process it being just as bad, and difficult as the the creation of the movie, some of it was shut out as a way to forget it and come up with the song lyrics above.
The process was only hard because of technological failures. In essence from the beginning the project was enjoyable and fairly simple. However as I said before, the second iMovie crashed it all went south and got harder as I was now starting again after the due date had passed.
Tiene cuarenta y siete años.
Es de Los Angeles, California.
Le encanta cocinar y cantar.
Es divertida y simpática.
Es poco gorda.
1- 8x4 pan (greased)
1- cup of water
1/3 cup vegetable oil
1/2 cup of flour and milk
1 box of regular/plain muffin mix
grease bottom and sides of pan evenly and set aside, mix together ingredients with box of muffin mix until all ingredients and products are combined. Add cinnamon into the mixer as it is still blending together; heat oven to 350 degrees and place pan into the oven leave it in the oven for 25-40 minutes take out and let coolAnalysis:
This meal was fairly easy to make because all that was really needed to make this was muffin mix but you could even use a cake batter to make the mix a lot thicker. I decided to make this meal or desert because I thought of something being able to coincide with the rest of the dishes being created as well as the overall idea of the dish being something that people would enjoy to eat. I believe that this dish is split down the middle in terms of ingredients being both whole and processed because some things like the muffin mix is a processed food ingredient because you don't find anything other than wheat in nature and so with that you have something being processed but as far as the cinnamon, the flour, the wheat all of those things are whole and unfiltered or not touched or messed with chemically. I feel as though overall this dish came out rather well and I did a good job in creating the dish and noticed that a lot of people enjoyed eating it as well as returning to get seconds, and so with that being said I believe this was a successful benchmark for me.
In this unit I learned about different origins of food and why food is looked at as both helpful for the world population but also very harmful and what exact ways it's been harmful to the world, I also learned about about different organizations and what exactly they are doing when it comes to looking at how food is made and what we're doing as humans when it comes to food consumption. When I look at what my role is in the larger food system I look at how I have an impact on not just what I eat but also what I do when it comes to purchasing food and how I can change that and look to purchase foods that might be organic or even all vegan foods but I also look at how I help move along the progression of food production and food sales by how many times I might purchase a certain product or by how many times I go to a fast food restaurant instead of staying in and eating. I feel as though the biggest problems with our food system is that we try to hard to speed up the process of certain things so that we can get more profit out of it but in fact we're doing the opposite and not only hurting the animals in the process by feeding them food that they aren't used to eating and in some instances not even supposed to be eating but we're also hurting humans by what then happens from animals and food being treated the wrong way ie. salmonila outbreaks and deaths etc, I also believe that big name companies are looking at the consumption of food as just something to get them money without really looking at the consequences of it all and what it can lead to. Some changes I could make to my food choices would probably be not to eat so much food that's heavy in fat or sodium and try to find alternatives and to also look and understand what it is I might be eating better so that I can control how much of it I eat or even decide whether thats a good choice to eat from the start, and then by me doing this and changing my eating habits people around me might start to do the same.
Food Rules Slide Picture:
The idea of the food rule slide came from looking at different weird but also unique foods and the thought that "would you eat something that you didn't really know what it was supposed to be"
Su nombre es Greg Jones. Tiene veintiocho años. Es de México pero vive en Puerto rico. Es delgado y inteligente. Le encanta ir a la escuela y trabajar. No le gusta nada bailar ni jugar videojuegos.
It was dark. I figured I had been knocked out from that blow to the face. This guy was a lot stronger than I thought. Hell, I think now, he’s unstoppable. I can’t feel anything, or see anything other than darkness. What do I do? What do I do...
“What will you do?”
Light formed in front of me suddenly, forming into a figure about the same size as me. It meshed into a head, eyes, mouth... a face that was familiar to me in my life. There before me stood my father.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, sitting up in the darkness of my mind.
“I came here to kick your ass in gear.” he said, smirking.
I narrowed my eyes, “This is no time for jokes, old man. I’m about to die here.”
“No you’re not,” he sighed, “You’re conscience is still alive, so that tells me that you’re still living out there. Don’t you lie to your father, now.”
Something about his tone of voice and the way he was acting about this situation formed a bubble in my stomach. That bubble sort of sat there like a tumor, about to rupture something. And that something was my patience. Although he’s a nice guy, he can act idiotic in some of the most serious of all things. It’s how I act most of the time, but right now, I’m at the end of my rope.
“What the heck will you do to help me?” I asked.
“I’m not going to help you physically,” he said, “But I am going to tell you that you were holding back,”
The bubble expanded. I clenched my hand, trying to keep the bubble from rupturing my patience.
“I was holding back?” I practically snarled, “Did you not see me out there?”
“You were getting mutilated, I know,” he replied, “But there’s another strength within you. Something you haven’t used yet. You need to get into that power or else... well, you die.”
“Well, what is this hidden power? How will it help me?”
“You’re going to have to find out yourself, little man. I’m not telling you.”
The bubble ruptured my patience, causing my body to burn in a fever of anger.
“What good will that do?!” I shouted, “How the hell am I supposed to get into this ‘hidden power’, old man?! This isn’t one of those goddamned movies where the good guy reaches his full potential and beats his enemy with one blow! This guy destroyed entire countries with just a thought! How the hell will this hidden power help me if you won’t tell me what it is or how to find it?! Even if I somehow found out about what this power was, how strong would it make me? As a matter of fact, why even try? Fate had already told me I was going to die by ‘the hands of one who’s strength rivals that of the dark side of your soul’. So what’s the point?”
I panted angrily. I hated when people practically tap-danced around the bush, especially my father. He never showed me what to do, he just gave me a vague description on what I had to do before leaving me on my own. He was never there to help me with any of my training, he just sat and watched me continuously attempt to replicate what he had done, only to fail countless times. I figured how to do various techniques eventually, but it would be so much easier for me to understand the process instead of giving a vague idea and giving it to your novice of a son.
“Cobra,” my dad said in a tone that grabbed my attention. He raised his hand and gestured to the dark background, before the background lit up and various screens appeared, playing the memories of my life. My training with my dad, me perfecting the technique on my own, him being proud of me... I saw the memory of my meeting Akara and Dixie, fighting alongside me... I saw the love of my life embracing me...
“You get it, kid?” my old man said, “This is your hidden power. Don’t forget about it.”
The memories warmed the cold darkness of my mind. I closed my eyes and let the memories seep in. When I opened my eyes, I found myself on the grassy ground, looking up at my opponent, smirking triumphantly, before he turned his back on me, thinking he killed me. I slowly got up and stood straight, new and reformed strength creating a visible aura around me. My enemy turned suddenly, his face melting from triumph, to utter shock and disbelief.
“Why are you still alive?” he whispered.
I drew my blade and pointed it at him, a burning ember within my eyes.
“It’s because I remembered,” I said, smiling confidently.