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It was time
it was there
it was them
it was war
it was death
it was re-birth
it was a revolution, and it was devastatingly beautiful

The trouble with art in any school situation is that art is not just a skill, or something you just do, art is feelings. you wont always feel like doing art, and if someone does not feel like doing art, then their art wont be as good as it could be, it wont be their true art. you need to Feel it, not just do it

By doing this project i learned that my daily routine is fairly simple and not as complex as i make it seem. I feel like i  put a lot of effort in my final product and i also feel like it came out better than i  had though it would but at the same time if could have  been a little better. If i could do the project all over  again i would do the template the same but i would have some other ears beside my own  listen to my voice overs  so that they could be flawless. I enjoyed this project a lot because it was creative and i got to go through my day step by step and see myself how everything flows through. 

I was reading an article about 8 rare diseases online and found something very intriguing. While all the diseases were very intriguing one stood out to me the most.  This disease is called Complex Regional Pain Syndrome. For people who have this disease, a simple touch of the hand, leg, or other body parts can feel like a gun shot. A simple touch feels like agonizing pain. I learned that the disease is a dysfunction of the nervous system and can affect any part of the body. Sometimes a simple touch can actually result in severe injury. While reading about this disease i was thinking about how awful it would be to live with such a thing. A person couldn't or would have very little intimacy.  A person couldn't play sports and would always have to be very cautious of every action and everything around them. I especially feel bad for children who have this disease. They have all that energy but are restricted to use it due to their disease or if they're not that careful are in constant pain. There are medications for this disease that don't cure but do improve symptoms. I hope they find a cure for this disease. That be nice.

               1.  Mi familia es grande

2.   Mis padres se llaman Pedro y Marta.

3.   Mis hermanos tienen 15 y 12 años.

4.   Nuestros abuelos son de las Filipinas.

5.   Nuestro casa está en el centro

6.   Nuestros primos se llaman Marquitos y Juan

7.   Su hijos son adorables.

8.   Su esposa es muy bonita

9.   Su marido es mi hermano.

10.   Su tíos viven en Delaware.

El hermano de la Señorita.

La casa de Miguel.

La tarea de Mel

La mochilla de Morgan.

I don't have many stories on this topic. Any I have are usually, funny or sad. I didn't have many people to trust when I was younger (as apposed to now, when I have actual friends). I remember only one person who I really trusted...he was my science teacher.

In 7th grade, our class took a trip to Costa Rica. This trip is a major part of our year, and it's also a chance for us to use our spanish and learn more about a new culture. One of the things to look forward to is the Sky Trek zipline. It goes over the canopy tops of the rain forest and you can see everything from 1000+ feet in the air. Everyone was really excited to do it...well not everyone.

I was one of the people who was nervous (scared out of my mind). I watched everyone else go off on the line, I was too scared to move. I felt like my legs were jello and I wanted to crawl into a hole. I was up next. I still couldn't move so the teacher moved me aside and let everyone else go ahead.

I was up again. I ended up clinging to the side of the railing, bawling my eyes out. Everyone was telling me that it would be ok and that I had nothing to worry about, but all I was thinking "Really? we're over 1000 feet up in the air, and being held up by a pully!"

I felt like a punk, everyone else could do it easily, but I couldn't even step up. I was about to turn back until Andy (my science teacher at the time) stopped me and asked if I would feel better if I went with him. I felt a bit better but because it was too much weight, we couldn't. I calmed down and went anyway. He said he would be right behind me the whole time. Because of his kindness, I was able to go on everyone of the ziplines as well as help a few people who were scared on some.

I was able to get through it because of Andy, I trusted him enough to. I trusted him because he wasn't just a cool teacher (like the many I've had at SLA) but because he made me feel safe, like a good teacher would. It may sound odd, but it's true and I would gladly go back to Costa Rica and do it again.

Escribe en español las palabras entre paréntesis.

1. (My) …. perro es lindo.
2. (My) … abuelos se llaman Pedro y Marta.
3. (My) … tía se llama Luisa.
4. (Our) … tarea es fácil.
5. (Our) … pupitres son cómodos.
6. (Our) … profesor es serio.
7. (His) … bicileta es roja.
8. (His) … madre está en Los Angeles.
9. (Her) … bisabuelos son Mexicanos.
10. (Her) … novio es guapo.

Escribe en español:

1. Teresa’s boyfriend
2. My parents’ house
3. Marta’s friend (girl)
4. Rafael’s book

Escribe en español las palabras entre paréntesis.

1. (My) …. familia es grande.
2. (My) … padres se llaman Pedro y Marta.
3. (My) … hermanos tienen 15 y 12 años.
4. (Our) … abuelos son de las Filipinas.
5. (Our) … casa está en el centro.
6. (Our) … primos se llaman Marquitos y Juana.
7. (His) … hijos son adorables.
8. (His) … esposa es muy bonita.
9. (Her) … marido es mi hermano.
10. (Her) … tíos viven en Delaware.

Escribe en español:

1. Señorita's brother
2. Miguel's house
3. Mel's homework
4. Morgan's schoolbag

Lee y completa la tabla:

​Dos acontecimientos (events) violentos, uno de terror y otro político, marcan la fecha del 11 de Septiembre con dolor para un país ejemplo de democracia.  Me refiero a los Estados Unidos de América y al atentado (attempts) del 11 de Septiembre del 2001, cuando 19 terroristas del grupo Al Qaeda estrellaron (struck);  dos aviones comerciales previamente sometidos tripulantes y pasajeros contra sus Torres Gemelas (Twin Towers) del World Trade Center en New York, un tercer (third) avión  contra el edificio del Pentágono en el estado de Virginia y un cuarto (fourth) avión que se estrelló en un campo abierto en Shanksville, Pensilvania que falló en su desconocido  objetivo. Más allá del valor de los daños ocasionados es infinitamente mayor la pérdida (the loss) de más de tres mil vidas y centenares (hundreds) de heridos graves. El pasado sábado 11 de Septiembre se conmemoró esta tragedia que marcó profundamente al pueblo norteamericano.

El otro acontecimiento, esta vez  político, ocurrido en la capital de Chile el 11 de Septiembre de 1973,  fue el derrocamiento (tumbling) mediante un golpe de estado (coup), que también dejó un saldo que algunos establecen en más de tres mil personas muertas, del gobierno de  Salvador Allende,  un gobierno socialista con vía expresa hacia el comunismo,  que el Presidente llamaba “La vía chilena al Socialismo.”

I just finished watching Unstoppable, which is a movie based on true events about a runaway train carrying gallons of chemicals, unable to stop because its air brakes are missing. The train is headed towards a city and two workers have to stop the train before it hits the city, risking their jobs and life. Would you have made the same sacrifice if you were one of them?

I hate lying so I let other people do it for me. 

Probably one of the best movies ever made. It should no doubt win many awards including original screenplay at the Oscars tonight.

A day can fulfill your needs or end your dreams. It could hurt you or make you the happiest person alive. Its each day, the different sequences in between that make people understand life in a different light. I remember this one day, doesnt matter what time or if it was during the weekday/weekend, the sequences of it changed the way I portrayed life.

Driving by a little known street near all the fast food places near Front st. I always take this route to get to all my favorite places to eat and its the quickest way, but this time I seen something that changed how I viewed my life. Something big and wide was in the middle of the unseen street. It looked like a log or a box, maybe? Coming closer to it and about to go around it, I notice a pool of blood and it wasnt an object but rather a person. A homeless person who seemed to have gotten shot in his head. Scared out of my mind, I decided to call the police in which they came in 20 minutes. Not because they took long but because it was hard to describe the area I was in. I noticed when they made us leave that the person they picked up was an old friend of mine. He wasnt a bum, nor old but a classmate I went to elementary school with...

 http://dl.dropbox.com/u/2270622/CPaganSpanishQ3.mov

A childhood can only be labeled two ways: 

1. Worth Remembering 

2. Nonexistent  

I hope my brother makes the right choices when they involve my nephew, because a nonexistent childhood can lead to a nonexistent adult.