I want to be able to read all these books that I got from the library, and all the books I am borrowing, and all the books I got for Christmas, and all the books I have to read for school, and all the books I want to read for fun, and all the books I have to read for Bible study....
In short, I want to read.
I will go do that now...goodbye...
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
27) How I envision my life to be
When I grow older I want to be a Disney princess.
When I grow older I want to be a famous writer.
When I grow older I want to sing on Broadway.
When I grow older I want to be an actress.
When I grow older I want to be a wife.
When I grown older I want to be a teacher.
When I grow older I want to be a mother.
When I grow old I want to be a mentor.
When I grow old I want to be THAT awesome grandma.
This is how I see all thise coming together:
Once upon a time there was a girl. She lived a pleasant life full of books, fairy tales, day dreaming, pretending in the great out doors, and creating art. She wrote hundreds of stories and poems, always wanting to share her work with the world.
She grew older and taught karate and geometry to her peers. And because her dad required her to go to college, she decided that studying to be a teacher would be the best thing for her to do, since she loved it so much.
When she graduated college, she applied for a job in Disney world. She got a job as Rapunzel, and all day long she was allowed to play with the children, make them smile, and learned the arts of magic.
She continuously wrote and wrote. Between jobs and between classes. Sometimes she would have a book published and it would make a great deal of money. She was never a world renowned author, but she had a few fans and celebrity friends.
What she was most know for though, was her job in Disney. People thought that she was so good at the part, that they casted her as Rapunzel in the Tangled Broadway musical. She was able to act and sing just like she had always dreamed of doing.
From that experience she was able to transfer into the movie acting world. She was cast as a leading actress in an Oscar winning movie. Later, she married her Christian coworker, who had played the role of Flynn Rider (and therefore by default was mouth-wateringly attractive).
Their wedding was small and pretty. It was held in the church she grew up in. There was only a small crowd of very close friends and relatives. She wore a white lace dress that only came to her knees; she wore dainty white sandals to go with it. She wore no jewelry, except for the ring. Her bouquet was made out of fern and yellow roses. It was summer, and she had flowers in her hair.
They finally settled down in a small cozy town, the kind where everyone knows everyone else. She got a job as the local English/Literature teacher in the town's cozy little school. She was able to influence the teenagers there and inspire them to be great and influential citizens. She was well loved by the kids in her class, and she loved them too. So much so, that there came a time when she wanted to have kids of her own.
She and her husband had three kids of their own. They fostered multitudes, and they adopted twenty kids from places all over the world. (In that way, they were able to travel. The husband and wife would leave their children at home with their aunt and uncle, and then 'Rapunzel' and 'Flynn' could go on exciting adventures in faraway lands. But always came back home to their big, big family, with a new family member in tow).
Long drowsy years passed, and her children grew up and had families of their own. They visited often, and she was always the favorite grandmother. She never lost her sense of youth and therefore related to children better than most adults can. Because of this, most girls would come to her for advice. She was trusted in the school and in her church as a mentor, role model, guide, and friend. She was wise and kind, and always was filled with love.
Their house was always filled with children and grandchildren. The beautiful couple grew old together. They had always been healthy because of the natural diet they took likings to in their early years. They were always fit and trim, and on the same day both died peacefully without any illness or pain. She was 93 and he was 97. They had been married for 70 years.
The End
When I grow older I want to be a famous writer.
When I grow older I want to sing on Broadway.
When I grow older I want to be an actress.
When I grow older I want to be a wife.
When I grown older I want to be a teacher.
When I grow older I want to be a mother.
When I grow old I want to be a mentor.
When I grow old I want to be THAT awesome grandma.
This is how I see all thise coming together:
Once upon a time there was a girl. She lived a pleasant life full of books, fairy tales, day dreaming, pretending in the great out doors, and creating art. She wrote hundreds of stories and poems, always wanting to share her work with the world.
She grew older and taught karate and geometry to her peers. And because her dad required her to go to college, she decided that studying to be a teacher would be the best thing for her to do, since she loved it so much.
When she graduated college, she applied for a job in Disney world. She got a job as Rapunzel, and all day long she was allowed to play with the children, make them smile, and learned the arts of magic.
She continuously wrote and wrote. Between jobs and between classes. Sometimes she would have a book published and it would make a great deal of money. She was never a world renowned author, but she had a few fans and celebrity friends.
What she was most know for though, was her job in Disney. People thought that she was so good at the part, that they casted her as Rapunzel in the Tangled Broadway musical. She was able to act and sing just like she had always dreamed of doing.
From that experience she was able to transfer into the movie acting world. She was cast as a leading actress in an Oscar winning movie. Later, she married her Christian coworker, who had played the role of Flynn Rider (and therefore by default was mouth-wateringly attractive).
Their wedding was small and pretty. It was held in the church she grew up in. There was only a small crowd of very close friends and relatives. She wore a white lace dress that only came to her knees; she wore dainty white sandals to go with it. She wore no jewelry, except for the ring. Her bouquet was made out of fern and yellow roses. It was summer, and she had flowers in her hair.
They finally settled down in a small cozy town, the kind where everyone knows everyone else. She got a job as the local English/Literature teacher in the town's cozy little school. She was able to influence the teenagers there and inspire them to be great and influential citizens. She was well loved by the kids in her class, and she loved them too. So much so, that there came a time when she wanted to have kids of her own.
She and her husband had three kids of their own. They fostered multitudes, and they adopted twenty kids from places all over the world. (In that way, they were able to travel. The husband and wife would leave their children at home with their aunt and uncle, and then 'Rapunzel' and 'Flynn' could go on exciting adventures in faraway lands. But always came back home to their big, big family, with a new family member in tow).
Long drowsy years passed, and her children grew up and had families of their own. They visited often, and she was always the favorite grandmother. She never lost her sense of youth and therefore related to children better than most adults can. Because of this, most girls would come to her for advice. She was trusted in the school and in her church as a mentor, role model, guide, and friend. She was wise and kind, and always was filled with love.
Their house was always filled with children and grandchildren. The beautiful couple grew old together. They had always been healthy because of the natural diet they took likings to in their early years. They were always fit and trim, and on the same day both died peacefully without any illness or pain. She was 93 and he was 97. They had been married for 70 years.
The End
Sunday, January 26, 2014
26) Something I could never tire of doing
I could never tire of learning! Oh how I love to learn! I just went to the library and looked through a new section of books I had never looked through before! I was so ecstatic. I wanted to get ALL THE BOOKS!!
But, I am such a slow reader. I would never have be able to read the maximum number of books in the maximum amount of time. So I just got four.
I am planning on writing a novel on music, therefore I am researching music theory. And then I saw books about music history and music science, so I had to get those too! And then I decided I wanted to learn about Lewis and Clark. But I shall save that subject for next time.
I love reading about the French Revolution and about Anne Frank. Those have been my favorite "go to" subjects for research.
I wanted to learn about different religions, so I did my junior research paper on the dichotomy of good and evil in religion.
I decided to master my craft of writing and got some books about being a better writer. I read Writer's Inc. for fun while the rest of my classmates toilsomely managed to scan a page of the research paper chapter. I bought a book called the Writer's Path, which I highly recommend to any aspiring writer.
My best friend got me Webster's New Encyclopedic Dictionary for Christmas and I read it frequently. It has a terrific grammar section explaining all sorts of rules that my elementary grammar did not enlighten me about.
I like reading my parent's encyclopedias. I become so lost in them. For instance, I was researching some things for homework and I had to look in the encyclopedia for it. Then I read the next one. Then it referred to something I did not know about, so of course I had to look that up as well. Then I found another article that sparked my attention...and on and on like that until I remembered that I still needed to finish my homework.
There you have it, something I could never tire of doing: learning-mostly through books, and writing about everything I learn...to show the world how wonderful it is!
But, I am such a slow reader. I would never have be able to read the maximum number of books in the maximum amount of time. So I just got four.
I am planning on writing a novel on music, therefore I am researching music theory. And then I saw books about music history and music science, so I had to get those too! And then I decided I wanted to learn about Lewis and Clark. But I shall save that subject for next time.
I love reading about the French Revolution and about Anne Frank. Those have been my favorite "go to" subjects for research.
I wanted to learn about different religions, so I did my junior research paper on the dichotomy of good and evil in religion.
I decided to master my craft of writing and got some books about being a better writer. I read Writer's Inc. for fun while the rest of my classmates toilsomely managed to scan a page of the research paper chapter. I bought a book called the Writer's Path, which I highly recommend to any aspiring writer.
My best friend got me Webster's New Encyclopedic Dictionary for Christmas and I read it frequently. It has a terrific grammar section explaining all sorts of rules that my elementary grammar did not enlighten me about.
I like reading my parent's encyclopedias. I become so lost in them. For instance, I was researching some things for homework and I had to look in the encyclopedia for it. Then I read the next one. Then it referred to something I did not know about, so of course I had to look that up as well. Then I found another article that sparked my attention...and on and on like that until I remembered that I still needed to finish my homework.
There you have it, something I could never tire of doing: learning-mostly through books, and writing about everything I learn...to show the world how wonderful it is!
25) What made my day special
I was supposed to post this yesterday, but I was busy....watching The Great Gatsby (1974) instead of dutifully blogging like I was supposed to.
My day was special yesterday because of my little sister. As I was struggling through chemistry homework and having an incredibly difficult time, she came in my room and hugged me. She told me she loved me very much and also that bad guys were coming. She had been running away from them and came to my room for refuge.
The "bad guys" came and killed her. She died there in my arms. I wept over her and cried...I tried to revive her, but she was mostly dead. I gathered her little body in my arms and pretended to medicate her wounds. But to no avail. This little princess is better than Snow White at being dead.
Suddenly I remembered that only a kiss of true love can return a princess to life! And since I love my sister so very much I kissed her cheek (not on the lips, because she has a cold and there was snot running down her nose..).
She sat up wearily saying, "I'm alive!" with a dramatic gasp. She hugged me tightly and thanked me.
She left me to go play somewhere else...but oh! That adventure made my chemistry pass so much faster with a lighter heart and a smile upon my lips.
My day was special yesterday because of my little sister. As I was struggling through chemistry homework and having an incredibly difficult time, she came in my room and hugged me. She told me she loved me very much and also that bad guys were coming. She had been running away from them and came to my room for refuge.
The "bad guys" came and killed her. She died there in my arms. I wept over her and cried...I tried to revive her, but she was mostly dead. I gathered her little body in my arms and pretended to medicate her wounds. But to no avail. This little princess is better than Snow White at being dead.
Suddenly I remembered that only a kiss of true love can return a princess to life! And since I love my sister so very much I kissed her cheek (not on the lips, because she has a cold and there was snot running down her nose..).
She sat up wearily saying, "I'm alive!" with a dramatic gasp. She hugged me tightly and thanked me.
She left me to go play somewhere else...but oh! That adventure made my chemistry pass so much faster with a lighter heart and a smile upon my lips.
Friday, January 24, 2014
24) Goals for next month
I plan on reading Les Misérables, going to the library at least twice, write, write, write, read, read, and read.
I plan on being caught up on all my school work, and understanding it all too...
I plan on coming up with a new story and FINISHING IT.
I plan on being well rested.
I plan on exercising a lot.
Now, you must realize that these are plans, and they probably will not be accomplished. But I can always plan on getting them done!
Next month on this blog I plan on finding a new picture every day and write a story, a piece of prose, or a poem to go along with it. So stay tuned!
I plan on being caught up on all my school work, and understanding it all too...
I plan on coming up with a new story and FINISHING IT.
I plan on being well rested.
I plan on exercising a lot.
Now, you must realize that these are plans, and they probably will not be accomplished. But I can always plan on getting them done!
Next month on this blog I plan on finding a new picture every day and write a story, a piece of prose, or a poem to go along with it. So stay tuned!
23) My most memorable vacation
It was last year, and we were on the road to California.
Dad had scheduled everything where we could travel so many miles per day, arrive in a particular city, and sleep in a booked hotel room. It was perfect. All our plans were perfect. All our tickets were bought. Every little thing was preplanned and accounted for.
What could go wrong?
Waaaaaayyyyyy out in Oklahoma our van died.
It was the middle of nowhere.
There were ity bity teeny tiny towns that had not a Kia Dealership in them.
What were we to do but just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming swimming swimming....
I think we were going 45 on the Interstate.
Out in Texas, we discovered that there was a Kia Dealership in Amarillo. Could we get there? We certainly would try!
Try as we might, the van decided to pucker out in a little ghost town, where the only hotel seemed to be gangster central.
Feeling mighty unsafe, yet extremely tired, we ventured into this musty habitation.
This was where we spent the night, in fear and trembling, awaiting our van to reboot, and then charging with all our might to Amarillo.
By now, our schedule was two days off. All of our plans in San Fransisco were to be cancelled. We had booked a tour of Alcatraz (which can only be done 6 months in advance!) as well as riding the trolleys....
And all our hotel reservations had to be undone.
We stayed in Amarillo for two days. We had no van. We had to eat in places within walking distance.
Mom and my big brother had to cross the interstate on foot to get to Target...
The hotel was very nice though. It had a fantastic swimming pool and a super fancy buffet for all the meals of the day!
Finally, our van was fixed and we could go on our way. We stopped by the Painted Desert, Petrified Forrest, and the Grand Canyon.
We got to Cali and a hotel that smelled like smoke. Since we had no itinerary, we were free as birds. We looked up tons of different things to do around San Fransisco and although we lost a bunch of money from missing those tours, we were still able to catch a boat tour around the Golden Gate Bridge, Alcatraz, and the San Fran shoreline. We went to a Japanese tea garden, walked around a big park in the middle of the city, drove across the Golden Gate, went to Pier 39, Ghirardelli Square, an awesome pirate store, a sourdough bread shop, and saw Lombard Street.
Although we missed everything we had planned, we had the time of our lives.
On our way home, we stopped by Sequoia and saw all the big trees.
In conclusion, it was incredibly relaxing exploring the city at our leisure, going at our own pace, and stopping by Ghirardelli Square as often as we liked...
It was incredibly memorable, despite not having seen Alcatraz. Maybe I'll add that to my bucket list. :-)
Dad had scheduled everything where we could travel so many miles per day, arrive in a particular city, and sleep in a booked hotel room. It was perfect. All our plans were perfect. All our tickets were bought. Every little thing was preplanned and accounted for.
What could go wrong?
Waaaaaayyyyyy out in Oklahoma our van died.
It was the middle of nowhere.
There were ity bity teeny tiny towns that had not a Kia Dealership in them.
What were we to do but just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming swimming swimming....
I think we were going 45 on the Interstate.
Out in Texas, we discovered that there was a Kia Dealership in Amarillo. Could we get there? We certainly would try!
Try as we might, the van decided to pucker out in a little ghost town, where the only hotel seemed to be gangster central.
Feeling mighty unsafe, yet extremely tired, we ventured into this musty habitation.
This was where we spent the night, in fear and trembling, awaiting our van to reboot, and then charging with all our might to Amarillo.
By now, our schedule was two days off. All of our plans in San Fransisco were to be cancelled. We had booked a tour of Alcatraz (which can only be done 6 months in advance!) as well as riding the trolleys....
And all our hotel reservations had to be undone.
We stayed in Amarillo for two days. We had no van. We had to eat in places within walking distance.
Mom and my big brother had to cross the interstate on foot to get to Target...
The hotel was very nice though. It had a fantastic swimming pool and a super fancy buffet for all the meals of the day!
Finally, our van was fixed and we could go on our way. We stopped by the Painted Desert, Petrified Forrest, and the Grand Canyon.
We got to Cali and a hotel that smelled like smoke. Since we had no itinerary, we were free as birds. We looked up tons of different things to do around San Fransisco and although we lost a bunch of money from missing those tours, we were still able to catch a boat tour around the Golden Gate Bridge, Alcatraz, and the San Fran shoreline. We went to a Japanese tea garden, walked around a big park in the middle of the city, drove across the Golden Gate, went to Pier 39, Ghirardelli Square, an awesome pirate store, a sourdough bread shop, and saw Lombard Street.
Although we missed everything we had planned, we had the time of our lives.
On our way home, we stopped by Sequoia and saw all the big trees.
In conclusion, it was incredibly relaxing exploring the city at our leisure, going at our own pace, and stopping by Ghirardelli Square as often as we liked...
It was incredibly memorable, despite not having seen Alcatraz. Maybe I'll add that to my bucket list. :-)
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
22) One thing that I have never done that most people have
I have never watched "The Sound of Music".
Don't look at me like that.
Don't look at me like that.
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