What the world has to offer, I will take.
I'd like to see the world & it's cultures.
I'd backpack the terrain, swim any lake.
All of the beauty would make my heartache,
Temples, shrines, pyramids, it is all hers.
What the world has to offer, I will take.
I'd try seaweed, spices, or foreign cake
To see and try it all, I'd take pictures,
I'd backpack the terrain, swim any lake.
If I could, I'd put anything at stake.
To sail the seven seas would bring pleasures
What the world has to offer, I will take.
My passion and ambition is not fake.
A trip like this would cost ten figures.
I'd backpack the terrain, swim any lake.
The entire world, that's the trip I'd make
Souvenirs of bowls, cards, pins and feathers.
What the world has to offer, I will take.
I'd backpack the terrain, swim any lake.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Sonnet
It zooms, it snaps, and records in all tints.
My camera is cherished and adored.
It captures smiles, tears, and all events.
Some days I take random pics. when I'm bored.
Look into the lens and wait for the flash.
Act saddened, sweet, or just plain silly.
If the camera broke, I'd spend all my cash.
Capture a flat scene, or one that's hilly.
On birthdays it remembers all presents.
On holidays it takes all memories.
It cost me one fifty nine and ten cents.
With quick capture you see the buzz of bees.
My camera is my prized possession.
I'm a camera freak, thats my confession.
My camera is cherished and adored.
It captures smiles, tears, and all events.
Some days I take random pics. when I'm bored.
Look into the lens and wait for the flash.
Act saddened, sweet, or just plain silly.
If the camera broke, I'd spend all my cash.
Capture a flat scene, or one that's hilly.
On birthdays it remembers all presents.
On holidays it takes all memories.
It cost me one fifty nine and ten cents.
With quick capture you see the buzz of bees.
My camera is my prized possession.
I'm a camera freak, thats my confession.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Name Cross Poem
Tenacious
Awkward
Young & Free
Awkward
Young & Free
Loving
Original
Respectful & Respectable
Joyous
Exuberant
Angry on the road
Negotiable
Monday, March 21, 2011
Persuasive Essay- Julius Caesar.
Taylor Hale
Mr. Allam
English II Hour 5
11 March 2011
Julius Caesar Persuasive Essay
Dear fellow plebeians, and all who apply, my recent death is but a tragic warning. I write to you in hopes you will listen. As you are all aware, the belligerent, but yet ‘honorable’ murderers who took my life include a few whom I could recently claim to be my friends; Brutus, Casca, and Cassius. From this brutal occasion I hereby write this letter to tell you not to trust easily, because actions speak much louder than words, and in my case the names mentioned above proved to me through their actions that they had negative and non-friendly intentions all along.
Rome is a powerful and beautiful stretch of land that I myself do cherish. Brutus and his followers felt I had ambitious plans for Rome and mostly for myself. If I were in their shoes, I could also envision such opinions. Just as Brutus claims, “Not that I lov'd Caesar less, but that I lov'd Rome more.” III. II, it explains that they took action, and my life, in defense of Rome and for you. To make such a decision for Rome is noble, and honorable.
From this experience I acquired a lot of knowledge about friendship and how a friend should be. But also, keep this in mind; “Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.” In my case, my friends were my enemies. They were my closest of friends and that’s what made my execution so easy and unbelievable. As you all are aware I left Rome with a heaping amount in my will. Brutus’ lips did speak my name in a negative manner but you should know I loved nothing but Rome and all of it’s plebeians. I can now say Brutus is not a good, loyal, friend. “There was a Brutus once that would have brook'd
the eternal devil to keep his state in Rome, as easily as a king.” I.II.95 As Cassius says, Brutus is noble, but this also shows how ambitious Brutus is. A good friend, companion, or acquaintance is one that will go out their way to do something for you, one who truly, deeply, cares. Mark Antony is a noble man, and friend. As Mark Antony stated at the realization of my death, “Live a thousand years, I shall not find myself so apt to die.” III.II.103 proves how loyal of a friend he is, not only does his sympathy and emotion flare, but he, he is a good friend.
Take what I tell you, and apply it to your lives. My death was tragic but holds a moral. I hope this bears at least some reaction in your lives. Be careful who you choose to be in your life, and careful with the ones you don’t.
Mr. Allam
English II Hour 5
11 March 2011
Julius Caesar Persuasive Essay
Dear fellow plebeians, and all who apply, my recent death is but a tragic warning. I write to you in hopes you will listen. As you are all aware, the belligerent, but yet ‘honorable’ murderers who took my life include a few whom I could recently claim to be my friends; Brutus, Casca, and Cassius. From this brutal occasion I hereby write this letter to tell you not to trust easily, because actions speak much louder than words, and in my case the names mentioned above proved to me through their actions that they had negative and non-friendly intentions all along.
Rome is a powerful and beautiful stretch of land that I myself do cherish. Brutus and his followers felt I had ambitious plans for Rome and mostly for myself. If I were in their shoes, I could also envision such opinions. Just as Brutus claims, “Not that I lov'd Caesar less, but that I lov'd Rome more.” III. II, it explains that they took action, and my life, in defense of Rome and for you. To make such a decision for Rome is noble, and honorable.
From this experience I acquired a lot of knowledge about friendship and how a friend should be. But also, keep this in mind; “Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.” In my case, my friends were my enemies. They were my closest of friends and that’s what made my execution so easy and unbelievable. As you all are aware I left Rome with a heaping amount in my will. Brutus’ lips did speak my name in a negative manner but you should know I loved nothing but Rome and all of it’s plebeians. I can now say Brutus is not a good, loyal, friend. “There was a Brutus once that would have brook'd
the eternal devil to keep his state in Rome, as easily as a king.” I.II.95 As Cassius says, Brutus is noble, but this also shows how ambitious Brutus is. A good friend, companion, or acquaintance is one that will go out their way to do something for you, one who truly, deeply, cares. Mark Antony is a noble man, and friend. As Mark Antony stated at the realization of my death, “Live a thousand years, I shall not find myself so apt to die.” III.II.103 proves how loyal of a friend he is, not only does his sympathy and emotion flare, but he, he is a good friend.
Take what I tell you, and apply it to your lives. My death was tragic but holds a moral. I hope this bears at least some reaction in your lives. Be careful who you choose to be in your life, and careful with the ones you don’t.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
POW#4 Does the opposite sex ever just tick you off?
Calphurnia: Seriously, you would not believe the encounter I had with my husband today, men are impossible.
Portia: Just vent, it helps.
Calphurnia: I felt like he was hiding something from me, ME? His loving wife of all people? I know he has his rights as a man and his work at the senate is not my place to be involved but I had this odd and frightening dream that his statue was cascading and flowing with his blood and the townspeople were washing and bathing in it. I didn't want him to go to the senate today because of my dream AND I didn't have a good feeling about it. Then, he got mad at me and I literally had to beg him not to go, in which he ridiculed me of it when a senate member came by the house later.
Portia: Oh gee, sounds like you've got alot on your hands, but to be quite honest men are just like that some times, they can be jerks. But at the same time they have different mind sets than we do, we all know Caesar has his pride and confidence and sometimes it can reach a point to where it's overwhelming and he gets TOO confident. I wouldn't sweat it if I were you, but begging him to stay home was a good move.
Calphurnia: I just feel like sometimes he doesn't appreciate me, I am trustworthy, afterall I am his wife. At times, I feel like I am merely his servant, in the bedroom and in the kitchen. I feel like I'm no companion because I simply try to carry a conversation and get blown off. What am I to do in a situation like this?
Portia: I'm sorry dear, you just have to tell him how you feel in hopes he won't take it to the extreme.
Calphurnia: Thank you, talking really helped if you ever need to talk about anything *cough cough* Brutus, I'll be here for you Portia.
Portia: Thank you for being a good friend, things with Brutus are usual...
Calphurnia: That doesn't sound too reassuring.
Portia: It never is with MEN.
The END.
Portia: Just vent, it helps.
Calphurnia: I felt like he was hiding something from me, ME? His loving wife of all people? I know he has his rights as a man and his work at the senate is not my place to be involved but I had this odd and frightening dream that his statue was cascading and flowing with his blood and the townspeople were washing and bathing in it. I didn't want him to go to the senate today because of my dream AND I didn't have a good feeling about it. Then, he got mad at me and I literally had to beg him not to go, in which he ridiculed me of it when a senate member came by the house later.
Portia: Oh gee, sounds like you've got alot on your hands, but to be quite honest men are just like that some times, they can be jerks. But at the same time they have different mind sets than we do, we all know Caesar has his pride and confidence and sometimes it can reach a point to where it's overwhelming and he gets TOO confident. I wouldn't sweat it if I were you, but begging him to stay home was a good move.
Calphurnia: I just feel like sometimes he doesn't appreciate me, I am trustworthy, afterall I am his wife. At times, I feel like I am merely his servant, in the bedroom and in the kitchen. I feel like I'm no companion because I simply try to carry a conversation and get blown off. What am I to do in a situation like this?
Portia: I'm sorry dear, you just have to tell him how you feel in hopes he won't take it to the extreme.
Calphurnia: Thank you, talking really helped if you ever need to talk about anything *cough cough* Brutus, I'll be here for you Portia.
Portia: Thank you for being a good friend, things with Brutus are usual...
Calphurnia: That doesn't sound too reassuring.
Portia: It never is with MEN.
The END.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Book #1, POW
When I picked up ''Freewill" By:Chris Lynch, I was expecting to read a less-hefty lengthed mystery book about a girl who was murdered. I read pages 1-8 and wasn't instantly hooked because the grammar and the style writing the author uses is very unique and somewhat confusing because it is told in second person. During chapter 1 the setting is mostly at the main characters house where he lives with his grandparents because his parents are deceased... the setting also contains the school he attends where he takes a therapeutic woodshop class. Around Chapter 2 is where things really started to heat up for me and I entered that "not putting the book down" mode. In Chapter 2, the main character, Will, finds out a girl he knew from a different school is suddenly found dead, cause of death? She drowned in a pond. Will's grandparents offer him a day off to mourne and invite him to bowl in the greenway. He declines and heads to school where he is flattered with compliments from his woodshop teacher about his fine work with sculpting. Deputies clutter the news about the girls death and Will wonders if it's suicide or not....
Letter to Dr.Berry
Dear Dr. Berry,
Why blame us for mother-nature’s doing? I’m writing you concerning your consideration of adding the two snow days at the end of the year, also to voice my opinion opposing that motion. Don’t add on the snow days because ultimately, it’s a win-win for us all.
We should not have the two extra days and here is why; you may or may not recall the winter of 2008/2009 when we had absolutely zero snow days… so this year we simply made up for those we didn’t receive! Also, some of us students and/or faculty, including myself, may have previously planned vacations, or other plans, that the added snow days at the end of the year will interfere with. Another reason the days shouldn’t be added is because that is more electricity, water, etc., bills that could be easily avoided, and when added to the utilities not used in the snow days could sum up to a pretty substantial savings for the district. A little extra money in the district never hurt, it only helps, right?
There may be some who have the belief that because we missed extra days of school, that all of the curriculum will be dramatically affected. The truth of the matter is, it won’t. Towards the end of the year we take finals over what we have learned, and all we would have to do to be able to fit all of the curriculum in our daily school schedule would be to adjust the dates of finals by a day or two, simple as that.
All in all, it is ultimately your decision, but choosing to add them could very well result in upset students, faculty, and families which could be easily prevented by not adding them. Plus, I know I wouldn’t want to be the name behind the blame for this possible occurance.
ONW STUDENT
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