Best Accomplishment

Posted on June 8, 2010 in Uncategorized by bethanyt2014

Accomplishment

My Biggest accomplishment would have to be when I got in to honor society, nobody in my family has ever been in it. So the day I can home with the application my family was so over the top happy that they called my grandparents and told them the news.

It was so agenizing waiting for the acceptance letters, every day they would call a group of people and my name wasn’t on there, I felt so upset but then found out it was for something else. Finally when that day came I was so happy, I heard my name on the announcements, my heart skipped a beat. I slowly opened the envelop and my body filled with happiness.

That night I brought it home with a wide smile, I gave my mom the envelope. I could see the joy weld up inside of her, because she knew I have been waiting for this forever. She turns and smiles at me and says, “I’m so proud of you!”. Those words flowed through me like a river. I felt that I accomplished something so big that nothing else could top it. And so far it hasn’t.

washington D.C writting.

Posted on June 8, 2010 in Uncategorized by bethanyt2014

Writing plan- Washington D.C memoir entry

  • Monuments
  • Mrs. fisher
  • The bus ride

June 3 2010 we visited Washington D.C. Washington D.C is a beautiful place, it’s full of history past and present.  Almost every 8th grader went, we took 3 ½ buses, when we arrived the first thing we saw was the Washington monument. After a few minutes we finally stopped at the holocaust memorial where everyone on my bus got off except my group. Being the only ones left we went to the monuments, our bus driver got a little lost so it took us longer than expected to get to the Lincoln memorial. The Lincoln memorial was full of people there to remember the long gone president. Next we went to the Korean War memorial, there we saw family’s laying flowers and rubbing the names of their loved one’s off the wall. Right next to it was the Woman’s Korean War statue, then we walked to the F.D.R memorial, it was a walk but not too far. Mrs. Fisher knew all about him, you could tell he was one of her favorite presidents. The long walk came when we started heading for world war two monument, we walked along this long concrete path that one side was old trees and the other was water. Half way through our walk on the path we stopped to look at a fish in the water and Mrs. Fisher almost pushed Jenna in. it was funny but luckily she didn’t go in. when we finally got to the World War 2 memorial we walked around and found Delaware. Once we found Delaware Mrs. Fisher turned to us and asked us if we wanted to walk to the white house, we all looked at each other in tiredness and reluctantly went. I’m glad we did because the white house was beautiful; the side we saw was the side where Mrs. Obama planted her organic garden. We had a few minutes to catch our breath and look at the white house. On our way back the walk was much faster, we stopped and got drinks at a street vender and waiter for Mrs. Fisher and paytens mom to catch up. We had to walk all the way back to the World War 2 monument; we got there in like 5 minutes and plopped on the grass. Our bus was the last to come, but that’s ok, we got to union station and ate lunch, Jenna and I, left Mrs. Marie and Payten to go look for people from school, we were getting pictures for Mrs. Albanese. The bus ride home was enjoyable, it went by really quick because I didn’t have the excitement of arriving somewhere new. On the bus Jenna and I were sitting together, (what a mistake) we were laughing so hard, and paytens mom told us to be quite a lot. The trip was fun but also educational. I hope in future ears I will be able to go back and enjoy the parts I missed.

proudest moment

Posted on June 1, 2010 in Uncategorized by bethanyt2014

Everybody in their life time has moments when they think “I did it”. You could think that when you learn to ride the bike you’ve always wanted or when you reached your reading goal, but my proudest moment happened in 8th grade, my feelings were excitement and sacred. I’ve waited for it since 7th grade. What is it you ask? Well, it the day I got my acceptant letter for honor society.

Some people think in dumb for thinking it’s so great but I love it. Honor society is a program that allows kids our age to volunteer and earn hours for the work. We get accepted based on 4 things, and one is scholarship.  The scholarship part is the hardest you have to have to have at least a 90 average. Citizenship is another part, you have to a good person in the class, and they don’t like it if you get written up or get a referral.

There are more but those to me are the most important for a person. For the application you have to list the things you have gotten in school and in the community, then you have to write an essay to say why you fit the quality’s .Honor society is something my family has never done, I’m the first to accomplish it. My family is very proud.

The induction was last Friday, it was very nice. The already officers spoke then the people from last year they read a speech and gave a rose to who they dedicated it to, it was very nice. After that was all done they had the new people go on the risers and repeat the oath, then we held candles I guess to symbolize something.

middle school memories

Posted on May 27, 2010 in essay by bethanyt2014

In middle school everybody makes memories some better than others but there still there. In my time at mariner middle I have some good and bad memories but most good.

In 6th grade I was pretty nervous on the first day because it was a new school and the teachers all seamed different in a way, they all said they weren’t going to baby us like in elementary. That year went by fast, I can’t remember much that I did but I know it was good.

In 7th grade the classes got slightly harder but still doable, I remember that this was the year my best friend moved to Milford leaving me to deal with boring classes alone. The teachers were amazing though, I had Andrelzych, Collins, guyer, and Luciano. Mrs. A was the language arts teacher, she was always joking around, and whenever mrs.Kindle came in they were always arguing it was kinda funny. Mrs. Collins was a math teacher she made the math really easy and understandable. Then there was Mr. Guyer, he was the science teacher, he was really cool the room was wall to wall animals of all species. He made my worst, the funniest. Las but not least there is Mr. Luciano, you may know him now as the gym teacher but last year he taught Social study, it was incredibly hard for me because I wasn’t us to working that hard but it got me ready for ducharms class.

In the best grade ever 8th, memories were made, making amazing new friends and someone breaking my phone. But other than that last part the year has been amazing. My teachers include Mrs. Albanese, Mrs. Ducharm, Mrs. Delcampo, and Mrs. Fisher. Mrs. Albanese is really nice, the class is ok the best part it the music Fridays where we can just come relax do some work and listen to whatever we want to. Next is Mrs. Ducharm, she’s not your normal social studies teacher; she likes heavy metal music, has a ton of cats and doesn’t really like technology. But I have to admit she really has prepared me for high school, with all of the notes, question papers and tests. Next has to be one of the coolest teachers I’V ever meet, and that’s Mrs. Delcampo. She’s made math fun and easy, she’s one of those teachers that can get off topic for a little while. But we still learn all the math we can handle. Finally Mrs. Fisher, she’s the science teacher she’s really nice and I love the class because we do these awesome labs on the units were learning. She makes the things so easy to learn like with the balance of the environment we played a game where we started off with like three dear and the rest were water, food or shelter. When the deer were looking the other way we had to chose one of the three and they chose one of the three, when the minute or so was up they turned around and ran to someone they matched with and tag them, the ones that were tagged became deer and after awhile there weren’t enough reassures so deer died, this game showed us how things can change over time.

The class I enjoyed a lot wasn’t a core class it was an exploratory. Band was my favorite exploratory to go to. In 6th and 7th grade I played the flute, I wasn’t the best but I still wasn’t the worst. Finally in 8th I changed instrument to the sax it’s something I really wanted to play. This I am the worst in but I’m doing good because I taught myself how to play and plus I’m not going to be the best because I’m going against people who have played since 5th grade.

My years in middle school were fun but now its time to open a new chapter in my life and create new memories. In high school I expect my feelings to be like 6th grade again, And my years following to be new and exiting.

generation dead

Posted on May 11, 2010 in book review by bethanyt2014

Generation Dead

Daniel waters  

 

The theme is like high school romance with a sad ending. The characters include phoebe who is a Goth, Adam who is 6ft and is on the football team, Marci who is full of life and loves colors, and lastly Tommy a quiet living impaired person who captures the heart of the Goth girl.

Phoebe, Adam, and Marci are best friends who go to a different kind of school. Oak bridge high is the first and only schools in the country to allow or to have the living impaired walk the halls. When phoebe falls head over heels for a dead kid named Tommy the school is turned upside down, not only a living girl liking a dead boy well the dead boy made the football team.

Its set in the future when teenage kids die but stick around they think that because of hormones and fast food.

I recommend this book because it was very good and it was about something that I’ve never read before.

This book is good but is kind of on the strange side.

sucsess is counted sweetest

Posted on May 6, 2010 in Uncategorized by bethanyt2014
Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne’er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.

Not one of all the purple Host
Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of Victory

As he defeated — dying –
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!

things are more liked by people who dont have them

sleeping in a forest

Posted on May 6, 2010 in Uncategorized by bethanyt2014
I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths
among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
breathing around me, the insects,
and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as if in water,
grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.
its about a wonderful rest she had

touched by an angel

Posted on May 6, 2010 in Uncategorized by bethanyt2014
We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.

its about how to love someone

womans work

Posted on May 6, 2010 in Uncategorized by bethanyt2014

I’ve got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
Then the chicken to fry
The baby to dry
I got company to feed
The garden to weed
I’ve got shirts to press
The tots to dress
The can to be cut
I gotta clean up this hut
Then see about the sick
And the cotton to pick.

Shine on me, sunshine
Rain on me, rain
Fall softly, dewdrops
And cool my brow again.

Storm, blow me from here
With your fiercest wind
Let me float across the sky
‘Til I can rest again.

Fall gently, snowflakes
Cover me with white
Cold icy kisses and
Let me rest tonight.

Sun, rain, curving sky
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone
Star shine, moon glow
You’re all that I can call my own.

the day in the life of a woman who works hard all day

Happy Easter

Posted on March 25, 2010 in Uncategorized by bethanyt2014

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peeps at the beach

peeps

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