Alicia En El Pas De Las Maravillas

Natalie Sanchez
Alicia En El País De Las Maravillas por Lewis Carroll
​La historia que estoy leyendo ahora es Alicia En El País De Las Maravillas por Lewis Carroll. El genero del cuento es ciencia ficción, aunque algunos consideran el libro un cuento de adas. El trama se trata de una niña llamada Alicia que sigue a un coneja hasta que se cae dentro de un hueco en un árbol. Sigue cayendose, hasta llegar a un mundo misterioso, adonde se tomó un liquido para encogerse y se comió un pastel para crecer otra vez. Hasta ahora, está atrapada en un cuarto chiquito porque creció demasiada grande. Pienso que pronto, ella va a hacer amigos en este mundo misterioso y va descubrir más de este mundo. Alicia va a tener una aventura. La única personaje mayor que he visto hasta ahora es Alicia, y el conejo. También había mencionado Carroll a la hermana de Alicia, y a su gato, pero estos son personajes muy menores. Hasta ahora me gusta el libro porque es muy diferente a los otros libros de fantasía. Es muy divertido y puedo imaginar todo lo que está pasando en el libro en mi mente; como si fuera una película. Este libro se relaciona con mi vida porque hay veces cuando estoy tan estresada y tengo tantas cosas pendientes que siento que quiero tener una aventura divertida como Alicia lo está teniendo. Le recomiendo este libro a las muchachas adolescentes que les gusta soñar. Esto es un libro para soñadores y niños de corazón. 

SLA Home and School Silent Auction - Rocket to the Stars!

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Poem: Dream Girl

Who would think that you had exist outside of my dreams

my dream girl out of my sleep what do this all mean

it seems to be a sign that i should make you mines

girl looking so bad, her apperance should be a crime

she stole my heart like thief, but left it pumping in peace

she so close to me but i was thinking she's out of reach

she got my emotion in waves, and i'm reaching high tide

got the familiar aura you giving off that wifey vibe

a beautiful flower grown out in an ugly lot

look like you been through a lot so deserve a lot

 fly like a hi 5, she always look alive

looking like a bride, you should reside by my side

Esperanza Renance

Esperanza es una chica rica, viviendo en un ranchero de su papá. Ezperanza y su papa tienen un relación fuerte y dos aman el otro mucho. El quincerá de Ezperanza es llegando pronto y Esperanza esta muy excitado. Una dia(s) antes del cumpleaños de Esperanza su papá fue porque el tiene una problema de banditos en su ranchero.  Una dia de su cumpleaños Esperanza y su madre y abuela reciban una noticia que papá esta muerte. Los banditos matan el. Esperanza es muy triste y no quiere abierto su regalos pero su mama y abuela animan abierto su regalos en orden hace sentir mejor. Esperanza abierto en regalo de su padre. el regalo esta una muneca con pelo negro y ojos cafes grandes. La muneca esta hermosa y vestido en blanco. Mientras la familia de Esperanza estan en duelo, el tío Luis viene a el ranchero y dice a la madre de Esperanza que el ranchero ahora pertenece a el, y pregunta la madre a contrae el. La madre dijo No y el tio dijo que si ella no contrae el, entonces la familia no viven en un ranchero.

Esperanza Renance

Esperanza es una chica rica, viviendo en un ranchero de su papá. Ezperanza y su papa tienen un relación fuerte y dos aman el otro mucho. El quincerá de Ezperanza es llegando pronto y Esperanza esta muy excitado. Una dia(s) antes del cumpleaños de Esperanza su papá fue porque el tiene una problema de banditos en su ranchero.  Una dia de su cumpleaños Esperanza y su madre y abuela reciban una noticia que papá esta muerte. Los banditos matan el. Esperanza es muy triste y no quiere abierto su regalos pero su mama y abuela animan abierto su regalos en orden hace sentir mejor. Esperanza abierto en regalo de su padre. el regalo esta una muneca con pelo negro y ojos cafes grandes. La muneca esta hermosa y vestido en blanco. Mientras la familia de Esperanza estan en duelo, el tío Luis viene a el ranchero y dice a la madre de Esperanza que el ranchero ahora pertenece a el, y pregunta la madre a contrae el. La madre dijo No y el tio dijo que si ella no contrae el, entonces la familia no viven en un ranchero.

A Shining Hospital Visit

Today I went to see my Aunt Heather/Godmother in the hospital. They're pretty sure she had a mini-stroke. I hated seeing her like that, but even in a hospital gown and doped up on meds my aunt looked strong and brilliant. She kept us all laughing with stories of a "scary girl with man hands and a fanny pack" and her many stories of the horrors of showing her nipples to more people than she had in her entire life thanks to the hospital gown with a huge pocket in the center of it for all of her cords to go through. It was one of those moments where you see the true love of a family, where even in a dark moment we find ourselves laughing and smiling and I wondered to myself how I could ever live without my bright, shining, crazy aunt.

Bestiario, por Julio Cortezar

​Bestiario es un libro de cuentos cortos de Julio Cortezar. Los cuentos son de fantasía. Yo he leído los primeros dos. El primer cuento se trata de una casa encantada, y el segunda de una mujer quien vomita conejitos. Me gustan mucho los dos que he leído, aun que son muy extraños. Creo que todos los cuentos son extraños - es el estilo de Cortezar.
Me gusta que los cuentos toman lugar en nuestro mundo; no son en otro mundo de fantasía. Aun eso, hay elementos de fantasía en el texto. Los elementos son pequeños pero tienen efectos grandes en las vidas de las personajes. Por ejemplo, la mujer quien vomita conejitos no puede quedar en una casa porque no tiene lugar donde puede guardar los conejitos.
Me gusta también que hay algunos descripciones que son muy familiares. Por eso, puedo relacionar con los personajes en el libro.
El libro no tiene una trama importante o grande, entonces no lo recomiendo para gente quien necesita el suspenso o el acción para quedar con un libro. Para la gente a quien no importa mucho la trama, recomiendo el libro.

ADM: Attention Deficit Meditation

​I decided I wanted to try Meditation. I thought it would be cool to locate the depths of soul and ask it questions only God and the universe can answer. And then I would rename myself Marlow Sunshine, talk with an extension on each word and practically hover when I float. Because that is what people who Meditate learn to do. So I clear my room so that my "sacred place" has plenty of room for the impact of the Meditation, if there is one. Then I wonder if I should turn on some soft Robin Thicke or JT jams, but decided against it because I've seen that in the movies. Then I get into my Meditation position, I decided I would stand because I'm not flexible enough to sit comfortably in the pretzel stance. Also my feet and legs fall asleep and I didn't want that to interrupt me in the middle of my soul search, it is most certainly inappropriate. So I stand completely still and breathe, when I realize how soft my carpet actually is, how annoying the tag on my wool sweater inch unbearably bad, and the is an unnatural wedgie forming. So I lose the sweater, remove the wedgie and begin again, only this time standing on my bed so I won't get distracted by the carpet. Finally I try again. Breathing a tad quickly, but steady, and slowly bouncing on my Postrpedic. Then eventually I end up jumping on it, entranced in past times I used to jump on the bed as a rebellious 13 year old. Good times. Then, once again I realize my mission and decide it's probably best to just sit in a chair and meditate there. When I hop down i get to my chair and become mesmerized by my supercool screensaver of spider-like mystical movements. After five minute of diligently watching the saver my phone ring and it's Jeff telling me he's outside and ready to head to the arcade. And well I figure there are chairs there, what better place to Mediate. 

Lost At Sea

The weekend of my cousins wedding – we were all on the beach, all of my family members, except for the one getting married, of course. She was too busy getting ready for the wedding, but the rest of us were having a good time. Several of us had just finished playing catch with the football and decided to go into the water when one of the cousins pulled out a raft. Not a big raft, but rather one of the flimsy rafts you blow up and relax in the middle of a pool drinking a pina colada. Not that I drink pina coladas or anything, because I’m not 21 – that’s just how these rafts are generally used. This was also a very big raft – big enough for at least two people. And so my cousins thought it would be fun to take that out into the ocean as they paddled myself and my other cousin around. Oh yeah, it’s important to know that this wedding was in Puerto Rico and generally resorts on these tropical islands don’t have lifeguards to protect their customers. They swim at their own risk; however, we were not entirely on our own. There was a row of rocks conveniently placed about 50 yards out so we don’t merely just drift out to sea. Another thing about Puerto Rico you should know is that their beaches are notorious for their powerful undercurrent – a feat most fifth graders know little about. I sure didn’t and apparently neither did my cousins, who were much older, because after getting about half way out, we tried to turn around and despite our best efforts the raft just stayed in it’s place. Actually, It probably drifted even further out. After several minutes of attempting to get our families’ attention back on shore, and then several more minutes to get them to realize we were actually in trouble and not just waving to them. By this time, we had drifted out to those rocks I had mentioned earlier. It was nice to be able to rest, because all of the paddling was extremely strenuous, however, shortly after being perched on the rock, we start to feel a slight discomfort in our feet. After the pain intensified we realized that these weren’t merely just rugged rocks, but rather, each of us had several sea urchins lodged into the soles of our feet. But when you put it in perspective, these rocks were the only things keeping us from roaming out to sea, so that slight discomfort was extremely trivial in the scheme of things. Amid the panic between the four of us and our family members searching for a way to help us get back to shore, I look up to see my mom video taping the entire thing. That’s my mom for you. It’s actually kind of funny now that I think about it, but it wasn’t in the moment. Anyways, while my mom was video taping, my uncle found a wire that I guess was connected to one of the rocks and he was able to maneuver his way out to us and help us get back to shore by holding on to the wire. The next day, my cousin had her beautiful wedding on the beach, with the romantic Puerto Rican sun as her backdrop, and although those pesky urchins were still stuck in our feet, everything just seemed OK.

 

Six Word Stories

~ Two words. Six letters. Love me?
~ "See you tomorrow." Tomorrow never came.
​~ Skin deep beauty, even deeper disease.
~ Together forever. One night. Forever alone.
~ Dime. Paper. Welcome the high life.
~ Only one mistake. Don't lose faith.
~ Shots all night. Hangover at work.
~ Love me slowly, leaving you fast.
~ Keep me sober: Don't stop loving.
~ Best friend forever, knife in back.
~ Big dreams. World map. Never-ending vacation.
~ Ralen: everything goes over her head.

Sonnet

​The Peanut Chew

"Who stole the peanut-chew out of the jar!" ,
Said the extremely mad mother of three ,
"Mike it was you cause' you ran to the car!",
"But mother what made you think it was me" ,
"Well you smell like peanut from what I know",
"Well thats the deodarant that you smell",
"Until I find out ... you don't play in the snow."
"O-M-G it wasn't me . . . what the hell!"
"Watch your mouth and now go up to your room."
"Sydney come over now and stand right here,"
"Mike up to your room and I'll call you soon."
"Mother yelled until Sydney dropped a tear."
"Mother heard chewing and wondered who'd it be,"
"Then she smelled chocolate and looked back at me."

Senior Year on SLA's Basketball Team..

​My senior year on SLA's basketball team didn't turn out how I expected it to. In the beginning of the season we had high hopes of being the first version of the schools basketball team to make the playoffs in our 5 year existence. We had a great start to the season winning 3 of our firs 6 games. As we approached a big game against Carroll we we ready to solidify our playoff spot. That was until a snow day came and cancelled our game. We went on to only win one more game during the season and not in the playoffs. I enjoyed my time as a member of the SLA Rockets since my freshman year. There are a lot of memories that are instilled in me and times that I will never forget. I believe that the team is in good hands for the future and that the current players will take this team to where its never been. 


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3 Important Things in my Life..

My grand mom has been very instrumental in my life. I was I never was really a mommy or daddy’s boy. Instead I loved to spend time with her. As I was younger my grand mom always brags about how she was the first person that I laid eyes on when I was born. What I love the most about her is when she called me to come stay at her house for a period of time. I loved spending time at her house because being there brought a lot of fun times to my childhood. One time my grand mom had set up her own edition “Fear Factor”. I competed against my cousin and little brother as we ate a mix of foods that she created. We were blind folded so we didn’t even get to see what we were eating until after it was over. My cousin won the competition but I didn’t care. I was just excited to be at my grand mom’s house while having fun. Other than my mom, my grand mom has been the person that has influenced me the most in my life. I never felt scared to come to her about anything because she always was that person who would never judge me about what I’m feeling and we understood each other. She has always kept me on the right track and I will always dedicate my success to her.

Basketball has played a big part in my life as well. Besides going to school and having fun all I did when I was play sports as a kid. I played organized basketball and football. Basketball is more of my sport, and I learned that after one season of playing football. Since I was three, I have always had a passion for basketball and to this day until forever, I always will. The first time I picked up a basketball I couldn’t put it down. When I was four or five year old I would always go to Marshall States Park. My uncle would teach me the basics of how to play the game. As I got older and better I would always play him and my friends one on one. I would never forget the times when I would go to the park with my uncle because he taught me everything I know. He pushed me to become better and he would always rough me up. I think that basketball has taught me how to interact with people. I would always go to the court and make friends. I have built a lot of social skills on the basketball court that will for sure follow me through life.

The best experience of my life so far has been my time at my high school, Science Leadership Academy. The first day of school was a day I will just always remember. Nothing really exciting happened, it was a good day and it was just an opportunity to get acquainted with my teachers and my peers that I would be spending the next four years of my life with. I had never looked forward to a new experience as much as I did this one. I remember the first day of my ninth grade year like it was yesterday. I woke up that morning filled with so much energy and anticipation. I showered and dressed quickly, grooming myself as if it was my wedding day. My bus and train ride to school went relatively smoothly. As I got off the trolley and walked to school, I had found myself already making a new friend. He was a 10th grader named Jefferson Cauvin. We talked about the school and what I should expect.

When I stepped into the doors of SLA for the first time, my body took on a rush of excitement. Jeff introduced me to some of his friends and I had already felt as though I was apart of the SLA community. I got acquainted with my teachers and I became friends with many people. Little did I know that this day was the start of my legacy as a person and student. My experience at SLA has been like no other. Even though I am about graduate, I am still learning myself. My school has prepared me to succeed under any circumstances. My life story is just at it's beginning and I believe that I have no ceiling in terms of being successful as long as I stay focused and work hard.