Free Write

For this free write we had watched youtube videos of guys skiing extremely crazy rails and jumps, most of which had bad falls, but kept on trying. It was entertaining, but also brought about a sense of discomfort watching all the falls.

I have no idea why someone would ever want to almost kill themselves by doing ski jumps and rails. It's ridiculous and seems so painful! But I do have to say it's pretty funny watching them--The determination and pride all of the men have is beyond anything I could ever grasp. I'm not sure how they got to be so immune to pain, because even with their many falls, they continue to do their stuff over and over.

I remember I fell once off a jump and ever since I've been timid trying them again. I've also run into a few trees and almost broke my shoulder once, so I'm a bit scared of what might happen to me in the future.

With that said, much probs goes out to all the guys who do crazy stuff and risk their lives doing things I would never even consider trying.

If you give a Zebra an Oreo®

If you give a Zebra an Oreo…

Chances are he’s going to want twenty-seven more double-stuffed Oreo cookies to go with it.

Once he starts eating his cookies, taking them apart and licking the filling off both sides…

He’s going to realize that Oreo’s are black and white, just like him!

With the eight cookies he has left, he decides to count the number of black cookies and white fillings so, he can compare the black and white cookies to the number of stripes he has. One black, two black, three, four, five black… and finally, sixteen black cookies.

Once he figures out the number of black cookies, he’ll start counting the white fillings. One, two, three white, four, five, six, seven and eight white fillings!

Once he discovers the strip-like Oreos, he’s going to want to count his very own stripes, but in order to see his whole body he’ll have to find a mirror.

But once he sees himself in the mirror, he’ll realize that he has many more black and white stripes then the Oreos had!

With this discovery he’ll get all confused, and of course, ask you to help him figure out his

dilemma.

Once he’s satisfied with your answer, he’ll begin counting his stripes, but when he’s almost finished he’ll lose track of where he was.

Now he’ll have to start all over, but this time he asks for your help.

In the process of counting his stripes for the second time, he’ll get distracted and ask why he’s so stripy and you’ll have to give him a creative answer.

As soon as you begin to answer the one question he’ll begin to ask you another, and another, and another.

Are there more zebras like me?

Why am I the only one around?

Do they have white AND black stripes too?

Do I have a zebra family?

Where did I come from?

How did I get here?

Why am I not living where the other zebras are?

I miss them.

And before you know it, with all the questions, he will begin to sob.

He is suddenly saddened that he is the only black and white thing he’s seen, and he then asks you to comfort him.

So you snuggle up with him on the couch and decide to tell him a fun story of a wild zebra in the savannah.

But before long he loses interest and begins to cry again. Thinking about the zebra in the story will make him wish there were other zebras like him around.

With the change in attitude, you’ll try your best to calm him down but nothing works.

You try dressing up like a zebra and be his new friend, play a board game, finish some arts and crafts and bake some muffins, but

even with all these activities his mind is still fixed on how much he misses not having other REAL zebras around and he soon gets bored.

Before long, you run out of ideas and almost give up, until…

You remember how much joy and excitement the Oreos brought him, because after all they are black and white, just like him.

So you ask him if he’d like just one Oreo, and with that, he perks up, wipes his tears away and accepts the offer, but…

You know if you give a zebra an Oreo…

Chances are he’s going to want twenty-seven more double-stuffed Oreo cookies to go with it.

Zebra Cartoon. Www2.sd43.bc.ca. 26 May 2009 .

Oreo Clan. Ask a Ninja Fans. 26 May 2009 .

A (Blank) [1st person, name] Story

One morning (1^st person, name) woke up and he/she decided to go for an adventure with his/her (adjective) (object). So, he/she got (verb, past tense) and headed (place) for breakfast. (1^st person, name) had , (food) , (food) and (food) to eat and (drink) to drink. Once he/she was finished with breakfast, he/she

(verb, past tense) his/her things in a (object) and headed outside. The weather was (adjective), so (1^st person, name) had to bring a/an (object). As he/she (verb, past tense) through the woods, he/she decided that he/she wanted to (verb) a friend with him/her. So, on he/she went to ‘s(2^nd person, name) house. When he/she arrived, (2^nd person, name) was about to go outside, it was (adjective) timing. (1^st person, name) said “hello” and (verb, past tense) if (2^nd person, name) wanted to go on an adventure. (2^nd person, name), of course, said “yes” and they were soon on their way. They decided to go to

(place) where they’d begin their adventure of (adjective) a

(noun).

sWiMmInG iN tHe SuMmErTiMe

Today I went swimming with (noun). It was really (Adjective) and I wish I could go (number) times every week. (verb) and

(adjective) in the water is (adjective) because I can do whatever I want. Except the one thing I can’t do in the water is (verb) because that would be (adjective). Swimming outside is the (adjective) when the sun is (adjective). Having the (noun) on your (body part) is the (adjective) part. So, when you get the (noun), go swimming in the summertime and (adjective) the time spent doing it.

Same Scenario, Different Sides

Note: I decided to pick 10 words from 1000 SAT vocabulary study cards at random and make a story with them.

Guy:

I met this eloquent girl who was extremely amicable. She was the type of girl I could spend all of my time with. It wasn’t just me who was falling for her, multiple of my buddies were in congruity with me. So, when I finally got the guts to ask her to join me for ice cream, her actions and feelings toward me were abridged. I thought we were on the same page with our feelings, but apparently not. I was resilient to her response and continued living life as though it never happened, except I did change my attitude toward her a little bit. I mean why not? For how she treated me? I think she deserves just a little payback.

Girl:

So today I met this amazing guy. He’s affectionate and I relish being with him and his posse of friends. We were becoming really close friends and there could have been modicum between us, but he jumped the gun and made his move too soon. I was like “whoa, hold it a sec. there buddy, it’s a little too soon to be takin’ that leap.” So, ultimately I rejected his offer to join him for ice cream. You see, sometimes I have a problem with speaking my thoughts before I think about what I’m going to say; this was one of those times. If I had just taken a step back to breathe a little and think things through I would’ve realized that going to get ice cream wasn’t that big of a deal. I would’ve actually given him, us, a chance. But since the whole potential between us is over, I feel compunction because I was selfish and didn’t give him time to explain himself.

Ever since the day I rejected him he’s become extremely heterogeneous with his attitude and because of this, it makes me feel odious toward him. What I though was an amazing guy whom I relished being around turned out to be a jerk in disguise.

morgan&i

I’ve known Morgan Since I was seven and she was nine. When we were young, we were friends, but we didn’t think of each other as the other person’s ‘best friend’. After all we had only seen each other when our families got together. We’ve been together for ten years and during those years we’ve shared my times together. It wasn’t really until Morgan started driving me to and from ballet that we began to really ‘click’ together and become the bestest of friends.

Every time we are together we laugh for the most random reasons, but yet we still find laughter in them somewhere. We make jokes that are supposed to be funny; some of them are, but sometimes we just laugh because they don’t make sense at all. When we’re together, we can always count on having a great time because we both know that the other of use will bring the other up, if they are down, but with us, that is rarely the case, so we just spend time together just to have fun.

I remember one early evening we were got out of dance rehearsal early and were heading home. We had gone through a light and were attempting to take a left, but once Morgan had taken the turn, we realized that it was a one-way street, so after about a 10-ponit turn, we were facing the right direction at the same light we had been waiting for three minutes earlier, but this time we weren’t going to take a left down a one-way street. Another time, we had extra time on our hands to kill and we needed some lunch, so we decided to go to Healthy Living. It was the new location and it was fairly new to both of us so we decided to raid the store. We probably spent about two hours just looking around, using the sample, all-natural make-up, for fun and eating some food from the deli. We had a great time, but after about two hours, we thought it would be a good idea to leave, and it was.

So now, Morgan is in Europe, touring the country. She doesn’t really have a plan, she just decided to meet her sister for a few months and then continue her journey on her own. This is an opportunity of a lifetime for her, so I am extremely excited for her, but at the same time I’m not wanting her to go because I will miss her dearly. I tried going with her, but there was zero chance of me going in her back, mostly because she only brought a backpack with her. I told her before she left that she would meet multiple guys with gorgeous accents that she would make talk and talk just to hear the way in which they talk. She will, or should I say, already has met many interesting people that she will remember forever. Maybe because of their clothing, their attitude or their overall impression they had on Morgan. She has been in Europe for about three weeks now, so I know she has been experiencing many marvelous dishes of traditional foods.

Before she left, she had been working on her portfolio for RISD, the school she will be enrolled in this fall. She is going to master the major of fashion design. One line I helped her construct was tutus made of recycled materials. I was one of the models, but I also help her figure out her designs and construct the tutu itself. It was about the week before she left that she composed a book of her masterpieces that were amazing. I had first seen the completed book at Village Wine and Coffee, the place she worked when she was here. I was speechless when I was looking at all of her pieces together because they were all mind blowing and showed her unique talent.

The night I had to say good-bye to Morgan was difficult because I knew I wouldn’t be seeing her or hearing her voice for 172 days. I almost cried when she left, but I resisted the emotional challenge. Now that she’s gone, there are times when I don’t know what to do because she is not here to join me. She has influenced my life tremendously and I am so thankful she is apart of me. She has an amazing heart that is truthful and unfailing with love. Now that she’s there and I’m here, we both share a chromosomal pair of XX and I will love her forever. I think of all the great memories Morgan is creating new memories everyday in Europe and I know that when she comes back home we will be able to continue our friendship of being sisters from where we started. From the beginning, ten years ago, it was planned that we would be sisters forever.

To God I Order

A translated song from spanish to english by Juanes...

To whom my eyes dismiss

With the glow of your face toward me

To God I order

That my mom doesn’t die

And that my dad remembers

To God I order

That you stay by my side and

More that you never let go of my life

To God I order

That my soul doesn’t rest

When this Tuesday it treats heaven

To God I order

For the days that I stay

And even the nights that don’t leave me

To God I order

For the children of my children

And the children of their children

To God I order

That my village doesn’t go to war

And it would take care of its people

To God I order

That my soul doesn’t rest

When this Tuesday it treats heaven

To God I order

Give me a second more of life

And my heart will tell of its award

Give me a second more of life

And to your side I will always stay

A second more of life for me

To God I order

That yes my pain comes from love

And yes I won the heart of voice

And that of your voice is my heart

All the days approaching, to God I order