For my capstone I chose to focus on the importance of living a healthy lifestyle such as eating healthy and working out to keep your body and mind healthy as well. My project consists of a pamphlet that has a 28 day workout plan, and numerous recipes for low calorie healthy breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks. As I got older I became more conscious about the food that I eat and how good or bad it is for my body and mind which is why I chose this as the topic for my capstone. I want to make people aware that eating healthy can be fun and way more tasty than eating unhealthy processed foods. Not only is eating healthy and working out good for you in a physical aspect, it’s also good for you mentally. I know I personally feel really good after a quick 30 minute workout and delicious fresh plate of food. I had two people, a close friend of mine and my sister try my 28dayfix workout plan and meal plan and both of them felt 10 times better than they did before. Not only did they feel healthier and happier, my sister especially saw some physical results. She lost a total of 11 pounds by following the workout plan and adding a daily 1 mile run to her schedule. The reason that I chose to make my project in physical form is so I can hand it out to students and they can easily access the information if they don’t have access to the internet.
"Healthy Eating Tips." Healthy Eating Tips. N.p., n.d
This source will give you some tips on little things that you can do to improve your diet and get rid of some of the things that you eat that you would be better off not eating. Even little choices like there are on this link can make you feel better inside and out on a daily basis.
"Healthy Eating." : Easy Tips for Planning a Healthy Diet and Sticking to It. N.p., n.d.
This link was very helpful to me because the hardest part of dieting is sticking to it and not cheating. In this article it gives you some tips on how to plan the right diet for you and how to go about sticking to it. Also it has some good information about how eating food that is good for you can actually make you feel better all around.
"Healthy Recipes, Healthy Eating, Healthy Cooking | Eating Well." Healthy Recipes, Healthy Eating, Healthy Cooking | Eating Well. N.p., n.d.
Think source has many different recipes and ideas for healthy tasteful meal. One misconceptions that people often have about eating healthy is that the food is bland and not tasty. This websites will bring you to tons of different delicious healthy recipes.
"Benefits of Eating What's in Season." Seasonal Food:
Another thing about eating healthy that most people aren’t aware about is how important it is to try and eat fruits and veggies that are in season rather than ones that aren’t. Eating foods that are in season is way better for you than eating them when they aren’t because fruits and veggies being produced in winter are far from natural.
"Real Food Defined (The Rules) - 100 Days of Real Food." 100 Days of Real Food. http://www.100daysofrealfood.com/real-food-defined-a-k-a-the-rules/
Eating “whole” foods is another really important part of eating healthy. Eating whole foods means not eating processed foods. It means preparing your own food in it’ whole real form. This link gives lots of helpful information on the topic.
"Health & Fitness on Pinterest - Workouts, Healthy Diets and More."Pinterest. https://www.pinterest.com/categories/health_fitness/
For the workout portion of my capstone a lot of the information that help in my decision making was workout plans that I found on pinterest. There’s tons of helpful charts and weekly workout techniques on here.
It’s July and my mother and father and I just finished traveling all the way from our home in Georgia to my grandparents lake house in Vermont. Every summer we come and stay up here for a week or two. It’s usually the most torturous week of the entire summer. All I think about is all the shit my friends are getting into back home. It sucks here. Nothing but trees, trees, a lake, and more trees. Where are the people? It’s a deadmans land up here for sure. I miss my friends and I’ve only been here for not even an hour. I was dreading unpacking my suitcase. I don’t wanna be here, if I unpack my stuff that’s just ensuring that I’m gonna be here for a while.
Stressed, and depressed I was out in the back of the house having a smoke when my grandfather comes out. “Mariella?” I threw the cigarette on the ground.
“Are you out there? Come here I have someone I want you to meet.”
Who the hell could my grandfather possibly want me to meet? The only people out here are in their 70’s and on the verge of dying. While walking up the steps I see a shaggy haired boy sitting on the front patio. Who the hell could my grandfather possibly want me to meet.
“Mariella!” Said my grandfather.
“This is Sid! I’m so excited for you two to meet. You guys are going to get along so well.”
“His grandfather lives in the big yellow house down the road a ways. He’s up visiting his grandparents for the week as well!”
The shaggy haired boy put his hand out to introduce himself.
“It’s nice to meet you Mariella.”
“Nice to meet you too Sid.”
Once the whole introduction was over I decided it was time to go finish that smoke that my grandfather rudely interrupted. I was sitting on a tree stump thinking about this “Sid” kid. He actually seemed pretty chill. He was pretty cute too. Shaggy brown hair and green eyes are my favorite. Maybe this summer week won’t be so bad after all. Out of nowhere the kid slops down on the stump next to me. “Hey.” He said.
“Jesus Christ you almost scared me to death.”
I hate when that happens. I feel like everytime I’m thinking about someone or something they pop up at that exact time. Almost as if he knew I was thinking about him. He pulled out a smoke as well. “Okay maybe this kids gonna be alright.” I thought to myself.
“So where are you from?” He asked.
“I’m living in Denver right now. Originally from Vermont though.”
We sat on that stump for nearly 2 hours talking about the weirdest things. Trading stories about our lives at home and all the crazy things we’ve done, and the crazy things we want to do.
The next morning I woke up to a knocking on my window. It was Sid. What the hell could he possibly want from me at this early in the morning. The sun was barely up and I’m used to waking up around noon back at home. I crept out of my bed and opened up the window which made the loudest most painful screech. “Top of the morning.” Said Sid. “Uh top of the morning to you too.” top of the morning? I thought to myself. Who says that. “I was just wondering if you happened to be busy today? I’m going on a little adventure and would love for you to join me.” He had such a evil, yet welcoming grin on his face. “Uhhhh I don’t have any plans at the moment.” I said. “Okay well we leave in 10. Meet me down the trail by the dogwood tree. I will be waiting.” Without giving me time to respond he quickly walked away. A little confused, I quickly put on clothes and hurried to the trail.
When I got to the trail Sid was carrying a giant backpack of who the hell knows what. “Hey.” I said.
“Are you ready to have the best time of your life?” In a almost cocky tone of voice.
“I mean I don’t know if it’ll be the best day of my life, but I’m ready to have a good time, for sure.”
We walked for about 30 minutes before we got close to our destination. Our destination being a tree house built on top of a giant oak tree. I’ve never seen something like this before. It was actually beautiful. We climbed up the trunk on a wooden rope ladder all the way to the top where we sat for hours with a pair of binoculars watching all of the animals roam around the land. We got on the topic of partying and how both of us were probably missing the best parties of the summer while we were in the middle of nowhere with our families.
“Man, why didn’t either of us bring a bottle of whiskey or something.” I said. Sid looked at me with an uncertain, anxious glare.
“What.. why are you looking at me like that?” I said to Sid to break his glare.
“Uh. I don’t know. I uh. I can trust you right, Mariella?”
“Is that a serious question? Tell me!” I yelled.
“Okay well, the other day a few of my buddies and I were hanging out around this lake that the kids at my school always throw parties at.”
“And there was this guy there selling this stuff.”
“What kind of stuff?”
“I’m not exactly sure. He said it was some new kind of drug. Everyone was buying it so figured why not. He gave me this piece of paper along with the little vial.” Sid handed me the little draw string bag and rolled up piece of paper.
I’ve never done an actual drug before. I didn’t know if I should have been nervous, excited, or scared. Inside the drawstring bag was a tiny little vial of a blue liquid, and what looked like a tiny little turkey baster. On the piece of paper was a list of instructions on how to do it and what to expect after taking it.
“So what do ya say?” Sid said in a devious tone.
A million thoughts were running through my head. Should I do it? What is I die? What if it’s the greatest night of my life. What if my grandparents find out? What if my parents find out?
“Come on it’ll be fun I promise?”
“Idunno Sid. I mean have you even tried this stuff before? What exactly does it do?”
“I haven’t tried it yet, but everyone I know that has said it was amazing. Apparently it gives you the power to travel back in time until the drug wears off in about 24 hours.”
“Wait so you’re telling me that if we take this blue stuff we’ll be able to travel back in time?”
“Yeah, I think that’s what I’m saying..”
“And you’re sure that I wont die?
“I’m not trying to murder you Mariella. I just think it would be fun, and I think you would enjoy it as well.”
He was so convincing. Or maybe he wasn’t. Maybe there really wasn’t a reason for me to not do it. I mean I have nothing better to do, right? Finally after 30 seconds of me blankly staring at a tree I came to a decision.
“Whatever let’s do it. But where are we gonna go?’
“What’s one thing that you weren’t alive for but you wish you were?”
One thing that I wasn’t around for. I thought to myself. My god, there’s a million places and things I wish I was around for. How am I supposed to pick one.
“Let’s go back to George Washington’s time.” I said jokingly because that would be awfully boring.
“I was thinking somewhere cool. Somewhere we can do whatever it is that we please.” Sid said with a devilish smirk across his face.
“And where is that?”
‘Woodstock? What is that? Or where is that I should say?” Is Woodstock something I should know about? I thought to myself.
“It’s the greatest music festival to ever happen. It was in the late 60’s. My grandparents went when they were teenagers. They’ve told me stories about it ever since I was a little boy. I used to dream about being there.”
“A little boy dreaming about a music festival. Those stories must have been pretty crazy.”
“So what do you say, wanna go?”
What happened next was a bit confusing. In order for this all to work the instructions said we had to follow them very precisely. Step one was to use the tiny strips of paper that came with the little drawstring bag and write down the place, date, and time of where we wanted to go. Sid scribbled in little letters.
“Woodstock, August 16, 1969.”
“Okay so what do we do now?”
“You have to do the same. Write down what I wrote on another tiny piece of paper. Make sure you don’t misspell anything, ‘cause then we may not end up in the same place.”
I was a bit confused as to how this was going to make us travel back into time. Anyway, I copied down exactly what Sid wrote on his piece of paper. The next step was where it got weird.
“So for the record, once we travel back into time we will be gone for what is an hour in reality, but will have an entire days worth of time to spend at woodstock.”
“So our grandparents won’t even know that we were gone, you think?”
“Definitely not. We’re golden trust me.”
“Okay so what do we do now?”
“It says to drip 3 drops of the blue liquid onto the pieces of paper. Says they should dry instantly.”
Sid proceeded to drop 3 droplets onto each piece of paper. They really did dry instantly. It was almost as if the liquid wasn’t really a liquid.
“Now put it in your mouth and hold my hand.”
“Pu-p-put it in my mouth?”
“Yes Mariella hurry.”
We both threw the pieces tiny pieces of paper into our mouths and joined hands. The taste in my mouth was crazy. It tasted like a mixture of rusty nails, dirt, bleach, and I don’t even know what. My mouth started to tingle. and then my throat started to tingle. After a few seconds the tingling sensation took over my entire upper body. Especially my head. A few more seconds later the tingling sensation completely took over my body. The suddenly everything went black. I could still hear and feel, but I couldn’t see. 30 seconds later my vision came back. But it sure as hell wasn’t a vision of what I was seeing before everything went black.
“We made it! We actually made it” Sid shouted.
“Oh my gosh where are we!”
“We’re at the greatest place on earth, that’s where we are. Come on, lets go have some fun.”
Sid put his hand out and grabbed mine and started running through the mass amounts of people.
There was people everywhere. In tents, laying in the grass, dancing, singing. It was
“Where do you wanna go? There’s a list of groups and what time they’re playing over there. Lets go check it out.”
“Joe Cocker!” I shouted.
“Oh you like Joe Cocker? Let’s go!”
We went to the main stage and were swarmed by good vibes and love. Being here felt different than any other place in the world. At times I felt as though I wasn’t in the real world. Well I guess I wasn’t? I dunno. All I know if where ever I was I loved it. We spent the entire day dancing and singing and talking to the most interesting people. I wish that I never had to leave that place. But I knew it was going to come to an end soon. I can’t believe that in order to get here we only had to take a few drops of this blue liquid that seemed to have no negative or drug like effect on our bodies or minds. It was amazing. And then suddenly once the sun went down, my eyes started to do that thing again. My mouth started to tingle, then my throat, and then my upper body, and then my entire body. But Sid was nowhere to be found. What if he doesn’t make it back I started to panic. And then suddenly I was back where I started. And Sid was with me.
“Sid! I thought you weren’t gonna make it back!!”
“Haha. Nope I made it. Would you believe how fun that was?”
“I kinda feel like it was just a dream. But then again I kinda feel like we were actually there.”
“That’s because we were actually there Mariella. And we can go back any time you want.”
We made our way back to the house and everything was perfectly normal. Out grandparents weren’t concerned and I don’t think they even noticed we were gone to be honest. Sid and I left on a note that every summer when we’re visiting our grandparents, were going to take a trip back to woodstock. It will be our version of summer vacation.
The past seventeen years of my life I have tried my hardest to not do things that make me unhappy or feel uncomfortable, and I manage to do a pretty great job at this. Most kids growing up have a list of rules to follow. Such as curfews, who they can and can’t hang out with, what time they have to go to bed, the music they can listen to, and the language they’re exposed to. My childhood on the other hand, lacked almost all of these things. And I commend my parents for this more than I can begin to explain. Not once, have my parents ever pulled the infamous “I don’t want you hanging out with that girl, she’s a bad influence.” because for one, they trust me, and two, they trust my judgement of the people I surround myself with. How are you supposed to make the transition from being dependent on parents to becoming an individual when you have people constantly trying to control your actions. Telling you what’s wrong, and what’s right, what the proper career is, and what an improper career is. The answer is you can’t. Odds are you’ll end up becoming a robotic, rehearsed, unhappy human being full of regrets. Luckily, my parents have dedicated their life to preventing this from happening to me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a wild child that does whatever she pleases when she pleases. I do as I please when I please, but always with reason.
Ever since I can remember my friends have always adored my parents. “Oh my god your Mom is soooo chill.” “Yo your dad is the coolest dude ever.” My mother being a ditzy, plant loving, artist. And my father being a bearded, motorcycle riding, music junkie. Then there’s me, the perfect mixture of the two. I can think of a million and two times that my father and I have sat in our basement listening to records simply just talking about life, and out of all 1,000,002 times we’ve done this, not once has my father ever enforced that I do something that makes me unhappy. And during these conversations I don’t think I could count the amount of times he tells me to do whatever it is that makes me happy and to never do something solely based on the happiness of others, such as attending college directly after graduating. I know nowadays not going to college seems like an illogical, idiotic thing to do, but I know it’s the right choice for me.
Considering all of these things, I think it’s pretty clear that I stick out like a sore thumb at SLA. 90 Percent of the students come from families of professors, lawyers, architects, etc, who not in all cases, but in many brainwashed them into being someone that they truly don’t want to be. At least that’s the impression I take from getting to know many different people here. Forcing them to take torturous extracurriculars, and all sorts of other things that the average teenager wouldn’t want to do. Then there’s me, neither of my parents attended college, yet they still managed to provide myself and two older sisters with a rather luxurious lifestyle. Helped me to focus more on creating and maintaining happiness rather than only focusing on my future college career which until absolutely necessary is irrelevant in my eyes. Thankfully, my parents are extremely supportive and understanding of my choices.
Now the thing is, there’s two Anna’s. The home Anna, and the school Anna. When I’m home I’m far more relaxed over all. I openly can talk about things that actually interest me without being judged, such as not going to college directly after graduating high school and moving to Northern California to attend Oaksterdam University, so I can then pursue my future career in legally farming Organic Marijuana, and eventually live a self sustainable life. The school me, on the other hand, hid these things from my teachers and classmates majority of my high school career because I knew that people were going to look at me like an idiot and all of my teachers would think I was on drugs. And for the record my prediction was true. Almost everyone I tell this to that doesn’t know me personally, gives me an uneasy look and proceeds to say “Oh, wow.” and that’s usually where the conversation ends.
Being in an environment with people that are completely different than you can be really uncomfortable at times, and that’s a big reason as to why I never say much when I’m at school. There’s nobody I can truly relate to therefore if I talk about things that interest me or I believe in I’ll just get looked at weirdly. I’m horrible at keeping my thoughts and emotions in, so you can imagine how stressful it is for me to act like I’m somebody I’m not. If I feel a certain way about something I make it known, but when I’m at school I can’t do this, and it’s honestly the most frustrating thing. SLA has changed me in ways that I didn’t want to change. Staying true to myself is a big part of my life, and I just simply can’t do that here without feeling extremely uncomfortable.
I was raised by Nature.
The animals and cool breezes,
All things green and earthy.
The vegetables in my garden.
Flowers in my front yard.
The fish in my pond.
I was raised by a hippie of a mother.
One who loves all things natural.
All things pure.
All things pretty,
And all things living.
I was raised by train tracks
Train tracks leading virtually nowhere to the naked eye.
But leading to a whole different world to my friends and I.
I was raised by streams and rivers.
The ones that flow so peacefully.
So peaceful you can sit there for hours and admire their beauty.
The ones that house our fish and give them the gift of life.
I was raised by good music and good people.
The music that soothes our souls and expands our minds.
The people that bring nothing but positive energy and good vibes.
I was raised by the world.
2. Journal 2
A big part of the year that I really enjoyed was writing in our journals. I felt as thought that was one of the only things that I felt confident in because there was no right or wrong answer. Often, Mr. Block would choose a question that was somewhat controversial and really made you think. I enjoy talking about things that make me think because I feel as though as long as i'm thinking, i'm bettering myself.
3. Arab Spring Video
The arab spring video has to be one of my favorite projects i've done all year. It was such an interesting topic, and my group and I worked so well together. It was a lot of work, but in the long run it was way worth it considering the outcome of our project. This project called for making a video about the topic and before my group and I actually started the project, I was a little bit nervous about how it was going to turn out because making videos is NOT one of my strong points, but all in all, it turned out great.
For this project we had to make a 8 minute long podcast. Now this was the best assignment i've ever had in my entire life. I thought it was such a great idea and really gave the students space to express themselves and the things that make them happy. For my podcast I focused on things that made me happy in my life and why they made me happy. I loved this project and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
5. Descriptive Writings
Descriptive writing was one of the first units of the school year and a ver interesting one if I do say so myself. For my writings I chose to write about somethings that interested me, and that is art. While reading this essay I hope you really get a feel for what my painting looked like and the different textures that were included.
6. Poetry Unit
Poetry was one of my least favorite things to do. But after spending over a month of writing different types and styles of poetry, I kind of grew to enjoy writing it. I'm not the best poet, but I don't think i'm the worst. Here is a small poem I wrote towards the beginning of ur poetry unit. Enjoy.
Spirituality is a certain belief or way of living. More or less being religious but not as intense and strict. Being spiritual is more so doing it for your own self pleasure.
Religiosity is a strong belief in a person/place/object/etc.
The relationship between the two is that they both have a great impact on ones life.
Answer: People often treat each other badly due to the fact that they are insecure. When a person is insecure they tend to attack others that have the things they wish they could have. For example if a girl feels as though she isn't very pretty and she see's a girl that she find very pretty, odds are she wont say "Wow that girl was really pretty, did you see her?" she'd say "Ew did you see that girl. You can tell she thinks she's all that." In conclusion, we treat the people who we wish to be badly.
Why do humans often treat each other badly? 10/11/12
I think one of the main reasons people treat each other badly is because they're insecure. When a person is insecure they tend to attack others that have the things that they wish they could have bit know they never will. For example, a girl that doesn't thing she's very pretty, sees a girl who she finds very pretty, instead of saying "Wow she's very pretty." she'd most likely say "Ew look at that girl. She's probably a slut."
Write about a challenge that you are facing. 11/5/12
One of the biggest challenges i've been facing over the past few months is deciding whether or not to continue hanging around some of my friends. They've been in my life for about 3 years and they've probably been the best three years of my life. Although the past few years have been great, I start to think about all of the bad things that came from being with them all the time, and now what i'm wondering is it really worth all the trouble?
Finally after all these years of searching and searching for oil on american lands, we found it.
This could be the greatest discovery, or it could be the worst.
There’s many things this could bring to our country.
Both positive and negative.
American jobs, american oil, and american money
It all sounds so sweet and wonderful.
But then you have to think about all of the risks.
What if, the pipeline has a leak
What if, it covers the entire east coast in a greasy slime killing all of our plant life and animals
What if, there's an oil spill worse than the gulf of mexico.
What if, the giant lakes of waste leak into our drinking water. What if.
In some aspects I can understand why people think it’s such a good idea, and in others I am totally against everything they stand for.
The whole american land, american money part i'm totally down for.
But the environmental damage that it's going to cause i'm not too excited about.
Ninety percent of the water used for this pipeline is going to turn into toxic sludge that is going to be stored in giant ponds around the country potentially damaging our drinking water.
So before you go and encourage this pipeline, think about the harm that it could do to our environment first.
Monologue #2 The ocean
I’m so scared, I don’t know how to feel. They say this pipeline is gonna be a good thing, but how can I trust any pipeline after what happened down the gulf of mexico a year or two ago. That spill caused me to lose tons of my children, and to think that this could possibly happen again if this pipeline is put in completely and utterly terrifies me. I mean they say that it’s safe and with all the money they’re putting into it there’s no possible way that it could even leak, crack, or break for at least a century. But when your children are at risk you have to be especially cautious.
Monologue #3 Man living in the territory of the pipeline
Hello all. My name is John Damien and I live in Lincoln Nebraska. I’ve lived here for all 48 years of my life. I have a wife, two young daughters, and a baby boy on the way. Just last week I received a letter in the mail stating that my family and I have 6 months to evacuate from our land. Said they’re buildin’ some type of pipeline that transport oils all the way from Canada down to Texas. What I care bout some stupid pipeline? This is my home, my land, my life. From the brief bit of research i've done on the pipeline it seems quite harmful to the environment. God I beg you to please not let the president pass this and potentially harm my life, job, and kids childhood.
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-Create lots of american jobs. Around 600 thousand. (Fox News Keystone Pipeline)
-Help part ways from the dangerous middle east (fox news keystone pipeline)
-It’s clean. Better than importing dirty, expensive crude. (fox news keystone pipeline)
-Better for the environment because we don’t have to transport all that oil from the middle east and cause all the air pollution from the planes. (mixture of different websites)
-Tailing will ruin the water ponds (dirtyoilsand.org)
-“The people downstream from the toxic tailing ponds have high rates of rare cancers, renal failure, lupus, and hyperthyroidism” (KeystoneXL new york times)
-90 percent of the water used will turn into toxic waste and not be able to used again (foe.org)
-The destruction of the land is going to threaten the caribou and destroy forest (dirtyoilsand.org)
Descriptive Essay #2
September 22, 2012. a.k.a the best night of my life. This was the night of FIGURE at The SoundGarden Hall in Northern Liberties right across from the river. For those of you who don't know what this is, it is one of the most insane raves in the country. I clearly remember standing on the corner of spring garden and Columbus Boulevard anxiously waiting for the doors of the club to open. After what seemed like an hour we reached the front doors and my friends and I finally made it inside the mysterious looking building. "Oh. My. God.", were the only words my friends and I could get out of our mouths when we first arrived.
Now when I tell you that I've been to a lot of different venues, I mean a LOT, and I've never came across a venue that was anything close to this place, I mean it. All of the walls are entirely covered in tall mirrors, with two big visualizer screens, and the widest variety of lights I have ever seen before. For the first five minutes of the show it was almost as if I was being blinded by the flashing lights. Blue, green, pink, purple, red, and yellow lights flashing all over. Flickering to the beat of the music causing your vision to become quite distorted. You'd think it would be bothersome, but it's far from it. Enough with the lights already, let me tell you a little about the music.
From the moment you walk into the venue your entire body is vibrating. The whole night my friends and I were directly in the front of the stage with the performing DJs. This is where the crowd was the most insane. I specifically remember this one part of the night when DJ Rion was playing my favorite song so I was even more pumped than usual. When the song first started off everyone was going crazy! Pumping their fist to the beat until suddenly the music cuts out, and the lights stop, then BOOM the bass drops harder than ever! Everyone in the crowd goes mental! You can feel the bass vibrating from your feet all they way up through your chest. Strobe lights and smoke machines blur your vision as if you're in a euphoric fog of happiness. Being at a rave is like a totally different world. It's a place where there are no worries. Nobody judges you, nobody tells you what to do, it is a completely drama free, care free zone.
When I am out raving with my friends I feel nothing but happiness. The whole environment of these crazy concerts is just so nice. You meet so many people, learn about so many different cultures, and theres absolutely no negative energy. Why is it that people can't get along like this all the time? This is something that I think about all the time. I feel as though people take happiness for granted sometimes. For those of you who have not experienced raving, I would highly suggest that you try going out to one sometime. I promise you, it will be a night to remember. Full of happiness, dancing, and just plain old fun.
Saludos desde Science Leadership Academy's Español 1 class. Hola me llama Anna Marie Davies. Estoy muy emocionada de te escribir una carta. Tien catorce años. Me cumpleaños es trenta de marzo. Soy de Filadelfia. In Filadelfia es hace frio. Me gusta fascina estar de vago con mi amigos. Los fines de semana me gusta escuchar música y bailar. Uf, no me gusta nada practicar deportes. Soy morena. Tengo los ojos verdes. Mi basante loca, como eres? De decendencia europea albanésa y alemána. Tengo dos hermanas, Bridget-Lynn y Leighanne. Mejor amiga nombres es Chloe ella es tien catorce años tambien. Bueno, me voy porque tengo que tarea. Adios muchacho!
What my partners and I will be teaching you today it how to say basic greetings in Spanish. The main thing that you need to know for this lesson is how to say things like hello, how are you, etc. We have created a chart below to help you breeze through this lesson. What you should now do is look over the chart and pick a phrase in English that you want to know than look at the translations and repeat it in Spanish.
Boy 1- Hello.
Boy 2- !Hola!
Boy 1- Hello how are you?
Boy 2- ?Hola, como esta?
Boy 1- Good afternoon
Boy 2- !Buenas tardes!
Boy 1- Good morning.
Boy 2- !Buenos dias!
Boy 1- Hello, what's up?
Boy 2- ?Hola, cual esta para ariba?
Boy 1- Hey man, what's up?
Boy 2- ?Hey el hombre, cual es nuevo?
Boy 1- Hey girl, what's poppin?
Boy 2- ?Que pasa chama?