Essay, poem, short story

Topic: describe one of your grandparents

essay:

I always thought I had one of the most generous down to earth grandma’s in the world. My grandma Sharon was 73 years old when she passed away. I miss her dearly, and its too bad god took her so soon. Most people my age still have their grandmas, and its sad to her the word “grandma” because I think of mine.

She died of Parkinson’s disease last year on December 4^th 2009. It was a horrible disease to suffer from, so I know she is in a better place with her parents. Till this day I felt like I didn’t spend enough time with her. The disease took her so soon; it was a nightmare to my family and I. Most of the time when she had the disease she wasn’t herself, so I couldn’t spend quality time with her. The reason why is she was on so much medication sometimes she didn’t know my name or who I was. She was very sensitive to medicine so it affected her brain and mind. As time went on she ended up in a nursing home.

The good memories stick to me as I block out most of the bad. When I was little she used to surprise me by picking me up from school and taking me out for ice cream. When I was home sick from school I would go over her house and she would take care of me. She would feed me chicken noodle soup and hot tea to sooth my throat. We would play cards for hours and watch the game shows on T.V. I loved going to her house because she always had the best food, knowing me I love to eat. I wish I could go back in time and see her lovely face and her great hospitality again.

Poem:

Death did us apart,

But my memories will never fade

I could talk to you about anything the chatterbox that you were,

Led our conversations last for hours.

Drinking hot tea and playing cards,

You always kept me smiling with your jokes and humor.

The kindness from your heart made me feel right at home,

You were my second mother at heart.

short story:

Graduation

One of my important milestones in life was my graduation. I had my graduation party the same day as my grandma’s birthday. My family and friends celebrated two very special days. It was a hot summer day with all the people I loved in my life around me. We barbequed the best food, played volleyball and basketball all day. The best part of it all was gifts.

Before all this my grandma was heavily medicated for five months in the year 2007. She was practically losing her mind. So the doctor told her to get off the medication and in two weeks she was back to her normal self. My family and I were so happy she could celebrate with us in a good mental state. My grandma was super excited I was graduating and even helped with mailing the invitations with my mother. I was so blessed she was their on my graduation because I thought she wouldn’t be able to in all. She was unable to stay all day because she was uncomfortable in her wheel chair, but gave her so much credit.

Yedda Morrison: word is football

After school on a sunny day the neighbor hood kids come out to Barchester Park and play football. I am one of those kids who raced out the door after eating a snack to play a game of ball. I always make sure I bring my water bottle and dress in sweats, or any clothes I don’t care to get grass stains on. I am the only girl who is playing on the field, which didn’t bother me at all. I told the boys to two hand touch me instead of tackle. Everyone knew everyone in the neighborhood it’s like a big ol’ family. They say I play good for a girl and I am never last to get chosen on a team, which makes me happy.

As we all know girls cant join and play tackle football for the high school. I think it’s a sexist sport. Many women out there enjoy watching football but that’s all they can do. If there is a way to let women play professional football I think I would be quite entertaining than men. For example, I know many men that think women’s basketball is more enjoyable to watch then the NBA. I don’t think it would be wise to let the boys play with the girls, but I do think girls should verse the girls in football games.

Football is a popular sport that everyone plays where I live. Kids choose football over any other sport. Every Friday in the fall semester at my old high school they have football games. The stands are full of students and parents it is ridiculous. The cheerleaders are smiling and cheering proud for the Wild Cats. My friends and I are screaming on the top of our lungs rooting for our school too, drinking hot chocolate from the stands because it is so cold. There is nothing better than watching high school football and mingling with friends on a Friday night.

At my old high school they just start playing tackle football called power puff. This game is tackle football for girls against the Plymouth Canton Educational Park. There is three schools in one park so they play against each other. They do not have any protection like helmets or shoulder guards when they play. A lot has changed when I left and it makes me wonder if years later they will start a tackle football for girls.

I know when it’s a Sunday when my mom is curled up on the couch watching football in the afternoon, checking up on her football picks. Football reminds me of the fall action of October through November. The temperature is decreasing slowly while the leaves fall off the trees. I am the one who has to rake up all the leaves which is a pain that I never look forward in doing. There is a distinct smell of fall that I love and it reminds me of the beginning of the school year and how long I have to wait for summer to come back.

Dont let me be lonely

This book was very different from all the other materials we read in class. I now can understand why you told us in the beginning of the semester we were going to read this book last because its rather depressing. This lyric essay book talked about death, war, health issues and media a lot. I think the beginning of the book is rather sad because first it talks about suicide, calls the number 1-800-suicide and the girl says she feels already dead and is in death' s position. Then the person gets in the ambulance for help on page 7. Then as you read on it talks about this friend will die in five years because she has breast cancer, then finds out from her doctor after her tests that the cancer is in this friends bones and its settled. The way the author describes this( on page 9) is depressing and in good detail to feel bad for this person.

As i read on it get worse and worse with all the health issues and what people have to go through with there illness. On page 17 she talks about a friend developing Alzheimer's disease. He knows he is getting ill and will die soon, he writes on a slate board : this is the most miserable in my life. This really hit me hard because it reminded me of my grandma going through an illness that she didn't deserve and how it was miserable to see her suffer.

Also this book talked about certain types of pills. For example on page 53 she talks about switching medications for depression. And then talks about swallowing a whole bottle of Tylenol and she went into a coma and ended up waking up in the hospital asking if she was alive. the nurse said yes and smiled but then the girl asked why she was smiling like she didn't care about her life and didn't want to live anymore. This book was just depressing to read.

200 word place

Spring break spent at the Bahamas, what a beautiful place to be. The hot sun is just warming every part of my skin, as if I were in a sauna for hours. The sand is burning my feet every time I take a step so I dart towards the ocean to ease the pain. There’s nothing as bitter as swallowing ocean water and the irritation of salt water going into your eyes if you open them. The seagulls are like rats with wings, soaring around in circles looking for food. Those are the most annoying creatures in the summer time, they remind me of my dog at home who never gives up begging. My friend Jamie and I love to Para sail off the coast of the ocean. As we Para sail we feel like were on top of the world. There’s nothing like the smell of the ocean breeze, it’s so distinct. I can hear the sound of the wind going against our bodies as we fly throughout the ocean. The best part of the adventure of Para sailing is if the driver of the boat wants to dunk you in the water or not. The feeling of the hot sun on your skin then getting dunked in the iceberg water is quite a chill.

Rodrigo Toscano

When i first stepped in the dreamland theater i didn't expect it to be as small as it was. Unfortunately I was in the back of the room by the door and couldn't hear much, especially all the noise coming from outside the door since it was open. So the first act i couldn't really hear but i did notice alot of repetition of words, like we read in class last Monday. The words they repeated in this particular performance was scrolling, pointing, selecting and clicking. Throughout the readings they said these four words continuously. Also some of the words they used in the reading i couldn't understand or didn't know what they meant.

The second performance was rather interesting and more fun to watch because they were acting it out. This was not as boring as the others because it had some humor in it. I was kinda confused what the big prop was, it looked like at tree. Also at the end how they stood up Toscano and then he said "does anybody here have a sense of development of book speak", I'm not sure why he said that with a fork and knife in his hand?

The last performance was very familiar because we read and listened to the reading in class. The reading was Balm to Bilk. I would have to say that first reading it to myself compared to the tape was very different and i interpret it different with the pauses and tone of voice. Now the difference between the tape and seeing it in person was also different i thought. The difference is actually seeing the people and how they expressed themselves with facial expressions and their tone of voice made it more fun to watch since I'm a visual person anyways. I also thought it had some humor in it when she kept on saying the word bilk, because she made it up.

I enjoyed my trip to Dreamland theater its just a shame that i couldn't really hear with all the commotion outside, people talking and the distance from Toscano and me. I thought they should of used microphones, that's just my opinion for next time.

Dialogue between two characters

Jake: Hey hows it going my name is Jake, welcome to the Team!

John: thanks man, im happy im part of it.

Jake: Wanna be my exercise partner for today?

John: sure lets hit the gym before practice

Jake: So how do you know coach, how did he let you in?

John: He saw me play ball in the Rec and was amazed how i played, so he told me to try out

Jake: nice, I'm assuming you made it?

John: yes, this should be a change for me. For the best!

Jake: Well its a great atmosphere to be in, that's for sure, you'll be known all around campus.

John: hahaha, I'm just hoping this will keep me away from trouble and be done with the past.

Jake: Is that so, well now you are a part of our "family", the team is everything you need to stay out of trouble!

John: that's what I'm hoping

Jake: well enough small talk lets do some bench presses, we need to beat the Spartans next week.

John: hahaha lets

Bhanu Kapil Readings

When I attended Bhanu Kapil's reading event i first thought it was going to be boring to listen to her read out loud. It wasn't bad at all! She read some of her readings out of the book called humanimal with a confident tone to the audience. The book was about two girls found living with wolves in the Bengal Jungle. Her voice was clear and her readings were rather detailed and vivid. Her readings contained imagery because i could see what she was talking about in my head very clearly.

She used a lot of colors in her readings and red came up more frequently, maybe it stood for blood since there was a lot of blood involved. As for the other colors she was describing the jungle. Also i noticed a lot of horrific language describing certain situations the girls went through. For example " the next day i woke up to a raw throat, the cook gave me some salt and warm water. I waited until she was gone then i bit it, I bit my own arm and i ate it. Here is my belly frosted with meat, hear are my eyes bubbling in a tin. This was made me cringe because the words are so descriptive i could see it in my mind when Kapil read this part out loud. I love how she uses concrete detail and uses her imagery. Overall i enjoyed attending this event.

Evanson and Field stories

The first story i read was by Field. I thought this story contain a lot of concrete details throughout the story. The details were so concrete it had a lot of imagery and i could picture every scene. An example of imagery is "I wont pick up the looks you flick onto the rug between us".
This one line in the story i could feel because it was so concrete. Example, A kiss here, no matter how delicate, shocks the eyeball underneath which doesn't yet think of itself as a physical sphere able to be touched. In the story Point and Line there was a lot of repetition of the girl, which we don't know who, and also this cat. Field brings the girl and the cat up many times in the story.

Now Evanson's story was well understood, unlike Fields it was quite all over the place and random. This story was in first person and it was descriptive about his internship. I also noticed how it was broken down into topics, or "stanzas". This made me pause and rethink of what i just read so I followed it quite well.

City Eclouge

I enjoyed reading the City Eclouge because it consisted of different poems. Poems i had to think about in order to get or try to relate. Others were straight to the point and i had no questions to ask.

I also noticed that in most of the poems there are pauses in between words. This reminded me of when we were discussing about poems in the poetry packet.

The author had a lot to say about cities and buildings. For example the buildings stood, to me it describes how the city is over populated and how the people of the city is polluting the area. Its very negative and descriptive to me.

poem packets

My three points of interest are...

1. The poem My Life, i thought was rather interesting because it had alot of detail, so i never got confused. I could picture everything. Also i thought it was like a story rather than a poem just because it was describing what was going on so clear.

2. The poem Thirteen ways looking at a black bird was set up rather different. It caught my attention how the author wrote it with roman numerals.

3.The poem Tell me what you know about dismemberment was confusing to me. It had some gruesome parts in the poem. I also thought it was interesting how the poem had the chapters in it.

My sunday

Today has been a lazy day for me. I slept in until my new alarm clock, the upstairs bathtub, woke me up. For those of you who are confused my mom remodeled the basement for me to live in this year while i commute to Eastern Michigan University. I like the space and privacy downstairs, but i can hear everything thats happening upstairs. I can hear every step, every toilet flush, and every shower or bath taken. This is going to take some getting use to. Anyways i have nothing really planned for today except work at five. Oh how i love sunday's.