During the research paper research process I had difficulty reading the information. It was hard for me to think about people going through such a horrible event, and then having to learn to cope with it afterwards. Sometimes during my research I would have to stop and take a break because of the information that I was reading. My topic really had an impact on my heart and I was very interested in it even though it was tough at times to have to read.
Another thing that I struggled with was making the website. I love technology and so I chose to make the website. It was a fun way to be able to express my creative abilities while also sharing this touching information with my peers. After a while the website began to work slower because of all the information that I had added to it. I guess it was good that I had that much information, but it wasn't fun to have to wait 5-10 minutes for my computer to load the website.
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Monday, March 6, 2017
Free Post
hurt
thats how I felt when you betrayed me
betrayed us
betrayed yourself
choices
need time, thought, consideration
choose one thing
lose another
laughter
no longer a factor
when our faces
reach disaster
words
spoken through lies
hiding behind a cover
shielded
fake
blind
loss of words, loss of trust, lack of friendship
Song
Crossfire, by Stephen, has a complex rhyme scheme. Certain lines rhyme, but others do not.
The lines:
Heaven if you sent us down
So we could build a playgroundFor the sinnersTo play as saintsYou'd be so proud of what we madeI hope you got some beds aroundCause' you're the only refuge nowFor every motherEvery childEvery brotherThat's caught in the crossfireThat's caught in the crossfireI'd trade my luck to knowWhy he's caught in the crossfireAnd I'm here wakin' upTo the sun and the sound of birdsSociety's anxiety
rhyme, but lines before and after do not. This song is about someone who wakes up and realizes that the world isn't so great. That the streets are filled with tyranny and that people turn against one another.
The lines:
Heaven if you sent us down
So we could build a playgroundFor the sinnersTo play as saintsYou'd be so proud of what we madeI hope you got some beds aroundCause' you're the only refuge nowFor every motherEvery childEvery brotherThat's caught in the crossfireThat's caught in the crossfireI'd trade my luck to knowWhy he's caught in the crossfireAnd I'm here wakin' upTo the sun and the sound of birdsSociety's anxiety
rhyme, but lines before and after do not. This song is about someone who wakes up and realizes that the world isn't so great. That the streets are filled with tyranny and that people turn against one another.
The beginning of the song says:
He'd trade his guns for love
But he's caught in the crossfire
And he keeps wakin' up
But it's not to the sound of birds
The tyranny
The violent streets
Deprived
Of all that we're blessed with
And we can't get enough, no
This brings the idea of giving up everything for love, but being betrayed by others. To me this song has a deeper meaning than just to be a brilliant piece of music. It was made to help persuade people to work on how we treat others and improve the way the the world works together.
https://www.musixmatch.com/lyrics/Stephen-4/Crossfire
https://www.musixmatch.com/lyrics/Stephen-4/Crossfire
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Poem
Lullaby:
She sang to me her lullaby
Softly sweetly gentle
She led me to another place
Where nothing was judgmental
She sang to me her lullaby
Swiftly but with passion
Her words were running off her lips
Her love not served in rations
She sang to me her lullaby
And tears ran down her face
For she knew that it would be a while
Until our next embrace
She sang to me her lullaby
Her words flew like a dove
She dragged them on because
She did not want to lose her love
She sang to me her lullaby
She reached the last short verse
She looked upon my face with care
And from her mouth these words immersed
I sing to you this lullaby
For you are precious now
And when you lay here in my arms
I stop and think of how
Of how my love will be forgotten
Soon when you are gone
But darling keep me in your heart
For I am often strong
I carry you upon my wings
I make sure you are safe
If danger tries to harm you
I welcome my embrace
So think of me today
Tomorrow do the same
And if you hear a voice
It is me calling your name
She sang to me that lullaby
She did not let me fall
I couldn't ask for more than that
She always hears my call
Words
These days the internet tends to harry me. It's a burden to have to rely on a device in order to make sure that your work is submitted. Suppose that you have undertaken an important task that has to be submitted and suddenly during submission... BAM it's gone. Sucks doesn't it.
Although I enjoy the use of technology very much I would prefer that we had assignments that were on paper as well. It is handy to type when writing an essay or story, but typing also takes away some of the ideas that would've gone through your mind were you to have handwritten the work.
Although I enjoy the use of technology very much I would prefer that we had assignments that were on paper as well. It is handy to type when writing an essay or story, but typing also takes away some of the ideas that would've gone through your mind were you to have handwritten the work.
Monday, February 6, 2017
Reading Response
In Absolutely True Diary Of A Part Time Indian I have realized that Junior has major struggles. He didn't have to dress up to look homeless. Walking 22 miles or hitchhiking is crazy! He gets made fun of by people at his school. He doesn't fit in as much as the other kids do.
Junior gets made fun of a lot and I don't like that. I think that all people should be treated equally. He is bullied because of his skin color. That shouldn't matter. I think this book is weird but has meaning.
Junior gets made fun of a lot and I don't like that. I think that all people should be treated equally. He is bullied because of his skin color. That shouldn't matter. I think this book is weird but has meaning.
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