Thursday, September 26, 2013

photoshop 1


personal map story


    I was four and a half, we were in Kmart shopping for my sisters bike,  then I saw it. It was  a pink bike with all of the Disney Princesses and had pink and purple streamers coming out of the ends of the handle bars. When I got home I was so excited to ride it! It was so fun and I thought of it as a huge step up from my old red tricycle, so I felt really good about myself. But then I got bored with it like every kid with a new toy; they play with it for a couple of days then they get bored and forget about it.
A while later I looked out the window to see my brother and sister riding their bikes outside, with only two wheels. I thought about my bike and how I had only rode it with training wheels; I then knew that no matter how hard it was going to be, I would learn how to ride my bike with only two wheels.
    The next day I had my dad take my training wheels off. I walked to the top of the hill and sat on my bike, I could see my entire neighborhood from the top of the hill, it was so colorful with all of the flowers on the blooming bushes in my driveway, and my neighbors bamboo, I could hear the ringing of the booies in Trinidad bay. I was thinking about how my siblings and parents would be so proud of me after I told them about my big accomplishment, I lifted my feet onto the pedals and the bike slowly started to move, it quickly sped up. I was going so fast I felt like I was in a car, with the wind blowing in my hair. I was so proud of myself and when I past my house at the bottom of the hill I saw my brother standing in the driveway and he yelled to me “when did you learn how to ride with two wheels”? and I yelled back “today”! I turned the corner onto Vanwycke street and when I got to the end I made a “U turn”, my turn was too sharp, I fell and it hurt so much. I guess thats what I get for going down a big hill the first time riding without my training wheels.
    from then on I hated my bike, and was too scared of falling to ride it again. I left my bike to sit in my dark garage, alone and unused. But about three and a half years later I gave bike riding another chance, being able to go down the big hill by my house without falling down and now bike riding is one of my favorite activities.

Friday, September 13, 2013

two voices poem


Columbus
Both
Morning girl
I see a girl in the water

I see strange men In a square canoe

We see a stranger

I wish to have gold and precious stones

I wish to have a sister

We wish to have something we don’t

I believe in god

I believe I can speak to spirits

we believe in a higher power

I gave the Indians red caps, glass beads and many other things of small value

I gave the visitors parrots, cotton thread, javelins, and many other things

We gave many things to the people we encountered

I taste the sea salt in the air

I taste the milk of a fresh coconut

We taste the tropics

I feel that I must succeed in the mission granted to me

I feel that I must protect my family

We feel that we are needed



Friday, September 6, 2013

My nature name


If I got named based on what I like and how I act, I think my name would be Hazelnut, because I really like things with hazelnut in it like Nutella, or Hazelnut truffles, or Panda girl because my favorite animal has been pandas since I was really young.

Encyclopedia of an ordinary life entry #2

Christmas
Christmas reminds me of presents but I also remember one Christmas when I was plugging in the Christmas lights in the dark and my thumb got caught between plug and the socket and I got electrocuted, it really hurt.

Chickens

chickens remind me of when I was in the Philippines and I had to feed the many chickens at my grandmas house, they terrified me and I ended up running away from them and having my brother or sister do it from then on.

Sunday, September 1, 2013

140 word tweet memoir


In my first year of preschool we got excused to recess and everybody ran for a tricycle. I raced another girl, Sophie to the last one there. I beat her to it and felt proud.

Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life


Brownie
Brownie reminds me of the pet pig that I had in the Philippines, I named my pig Brownie because of how it was brown and had different shades of brown spots on his back. After I left the Philippines Brownie had babies and I figured out that she was a boy

Hazel
I was named after my grandmother on my fathers side, I like my name because I don’t really meet people with the same name as mine. My name reminds me of eyes because some peoples eyes are the color of Hazel.

Nutella
I love to eat Nutella plain in a spoon, also just dipping pretzels into it, and putting Nutella on toast in the morning. I always have trouble deciding how to eat it though so I just do eenie meenie minie moe to choose which way to eat it.


I walk into my living room to get something
Perfectly good mood--    but then I run into the corner of an open drawer --instant bad mood
and it cuts my skin but not to the point that it bleeds