Grace



Me, as of The Past, Present and Future By Grace Tu C2

Yesterday… I despised to do homework that piled as high as a mountain, but I loved to read books at home. I was frightened of new beginnings, but I wasn’t frightened of making new friends. I didn’t believe in fairies as sweet as sugar, but I did believe in aliens as mysterious as ever.

Today… I despise to watch horror movies at night, but I love watching comedies in the morning. I am frightened to be in high places, but I am not frightened of failing. I don’t believe in bullying, but I do believe in my family and friends.

Tomorrow… I will despise to have so much time, but I will love to explore the world. I will be frightened of dying, but I wouldn’t be frightened of being alone. I didn’t believe in coincidence, but I will always believe in fate.

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 * __Poem Presentation: Ballad - Four Seasons__**

__**Acrostic - DREAMS**__ Dear things that Remind us of the future Every one has one A very important one Maybe even many Sometimes future depends on it

__**Acrostic - YAY**__ Yes! Awesome things happen Yay!!!

__**ABC - Casey**__ An apple fell out of a tree with a “plop”. Because of it being beautifully red, Casey took it and ate it. Dabbing her mouth with a tissue Ever so slightly, Forgetting her family’s hunger, she Gracefully skipped home.

Home without food was bad It just had a cold atmosphere Just when Casey got home, Katherine, her sister, fainted Leaving Casey stunned

Mother was sad “No food brought home, bring something home! Or even just a crumb!” Pleaded desperate Mother

Questions were flung at Casey Really, she was just hungry She just wanted to eat at that time! The tears spilled out of her eyes, Unable to stop, Vexed with her family’s sadness, she was. Why didn’t they understand?

X-rays were done You and I still don’t know Zebra-wild Casey’s punishment

__**Cinquain - Dragon**__ Dragon Beautiful, Long Flying, Diving, Spinning Fierce symbol of us Red

__**Cinquain - Cookie**__ Cookie Tasty, Hungry Eating, Smelling, Tasting My mouth is watering Yum

**__Ballad - Four Seasons__**

All four seasons, like they’re singing in harmony Each beautiful, however each sad Beautiful scenes that you can’t buy with money Their passings make everyone mad

Spring comes, the eldest of the bunch Things grow and come, they laugh and see A time to have outside brunch All flowers shout “I’m the best, just me!”

Then comes summer, prancing here Wonderful treats appear, ice cold they were Fantastic places to visit, here and there I must say myself, summer is fun-er!

Autumn, the shyest of them all Beautiful colorful leaves, swirling fame Having the beautiful nickname of ‘Fall’ Falling leaves is its name!

Winter skips in, a joy at that! Everything freezes, freezing us Everyone sneezes, even the cat! Snowflakes prance, around the bus.

The seasons are beautiful, yet they do not last forever I hate to say this, but they pass on The thing that controls them is not a lever But just time -- at beautiful dawn.

__** Freak the Mighty Project **__ // Write a passage/chapter in another character's perspective. //

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Freak the Mighty Chapter 23: Kevin POV

They wouldn’t let Max visit me the first day I got in the hospital, no matter how much I pleaded them. So I guess I’ll just have to be patient and wait until the doctors allow him to come. Well, I didn’t want to be patient. I actually made a huge fuss over it. I don’t think they would not allow a best friend to visit a patient in the hospital. So when they finally let Max come, I got excited. Dr. Spivak, who is my doctor, said only a few minutes, but who cares about that? They should let me have fun in my short time here. I’m in the ICU, the Intensive Care Unit. It’s really cool. There’s so many nurses walking around in the hallways and they’re really good at taking care of patients. Well, they are trained in doing so. There’s a telemetry in each room, one per each patient. A telemetry is ‘an apparatus for recording the readings of an instrument and transmitting them by radio. If I were to explain to Max about this, I would say that it’s an electronic gear that tells the nurses if I sneeze, and they get to know it before I even wipe my nose. Extremely cool, isn’t it? There’s a knock at my door and it opens. I see Max come in. It was probably the Fair Gwen who brought him here. Dr. Spivak is standing in front of me, as if she was guarding me or something and she wouldn’t let Max come close. “I thought no visitors was the best policy for now,” Dr. Spivak says. “But what Kevin wants, Kevin gets.” I nodded. “That will be all,” I say in a serious tone. “You are dismissed.” I’m sure Max found my voice a little funny because I saw him staring at me as he gets closer with a confused look on his face. “It’s called a tracheotomy,” I say, holding my finger against the button, and the whistling noise stops. “Standard procedure to facilitate breathing.” “Does it hurt?” Max asks. I try to shake my head but I couldn’t really move. “No way,” I say. “I think it’s cool. Listen to this.” And I play against the button with my finger, making my throat whistle a tune. I say it’s the theme from __Star Trek__ but from the look on Max’s face I’m sure he didn’t think it sounded alike at all. I’m sure he couldn’t recognize it. Or that he didn’t watch __Star Trek__ before. “So when do you come home?” asks Max all of a sudden. I stop, feeling the sadness. But I hide it, so that he wouldn’t have to know about my life span and be all sad. Max didn’t have to know if I didn’t tell him. I sort of just shake my eyes, because I can’t shake my head really. “I’m not coming home,” I finally say. “Not in my present manifestation.” Max goes, “What?” Was that too confusing? I think. “The Bionic Unit is on red alert,” he says. Tonight they’ll take me down there for my special operation. The next time you see me, I’ll be new and improved.” I said. Or lied, anyways. “I’m scared,” says Max. Despite the situation, I laugh slightly. “Don’t be a moron. You’re not the one having surgery.” I say. You don’t know how scared I really am. “I still wish they wouldn’t.” he said. “Don’t argue with me,” I say, and I can feel my voice getting small and whispery, like I was going to cry. But I couldn’t cry. Not in front of Max. Freak the Mighty should not ever be controlled with sadness! “If you argue with me, I’ll get upset and they can tell on the telemetry. Then you’ll get in trouble.” I try to crack a joke. But we’re just standing (or sitting) there, and I feel as if I’ve got a lump in my throat. Max sets down my ornithopter on the foot of the bed quietly. He probably thinks I didn’t notice, because his actions was barely noticeable, but I did. “See that book on the table?” I ask. I couldn’t move my hand so I didn’t point at it. Max goes over at takes the book, looking at the cover. “Open it.” I say. He opens it and sees the blank pages. “That’s for you. I want you to fill it up with our adventures.” I say. He goes, “Huh?” “Write it down, dummy. I was going to do it, but now it looks like I’ll be busy getting used to my new bionic body. It’ll probably take me weeks just learning how to walk with long legs.” I said. I didn’t want to tell a fib to my friend, but it was for the best. We talked for a little longer and then Max had to leave. I took a look at him for the last time, because I was ‘being headed down to the bionics’ tonight. And as I lay in bed, I thought of all my adventures. The quests of Freak the Mighty. I really had the time of my life. Goodbye Grim and Gram, you were very nice people. Goodbye Iggy and Loretta, I guess you weren’t as bad as I thought, and you can’t judge a book by its cover. Goodbye Killer Kane, you were a villain and a cretin. Goodbye Tony D., you were a cretin too. Goodbye Mom, thanks.... for everything. Goodbye Max, ‘remembering is just an invention of the mind’. Goodbye, life.

//This is an essay written for class. The topic of my essay is the issue of bullying. Please enjoy.//
 * Solve The Problem Of Bullying**

You are at school and you see a student backing away from a gang of older kids. You do not know this student, and you do not know the older kids either. You see the poor kid being pushed against the lockers and being attacked both verbally and physically. The process you are witnessing is called bullying. In order to solve the problem of bullying, we must first understand what it is, why the people do what they do, and what the end results are.

Although some people might think they know what bullying is, they might not know how to define it exactly. Bullying is the feeling of being unwanted and a repeated behavior of aggressiveness among people, whether it be school-aged children or adults. It is also characterized as an individual or a group trying to gain power over another person. The actions involved in bullying can be physical aggression or an attempt to socially isolate the victim. Actions may include threats, attacking physically or verbally, spreading rumors etc. There are different types of bullying as well: emotional (or called relational), verbal, physical and cyber. Each type of bullying is equally dangerous and hurtful to the victim. Although bullying may seem unstoppable, people involved in bullying have their own reasons for doing what they have done.

You might ask, why do bullies chose to bully people? Why does the victim become the victim and why does bystanders not help? The arrogance of the bullies is just a facade to conceal their shame and anxiety. They are envious or full of resentment, and that is the motives for their actions. Bystanders are either unable or unwilling to recognize the cost of staying silent or are scared to get bullied themselves. The victim may simply lack social skills to defend themselves from verbal attacks. They experience difficulty in solving social problems and think negative thoughts because of this. These are the reasons the people involved in bullying act the way they do, and this can lead to many things happening.

Some people might argue that bullying is a process that everyone would go through at one point and is not that big of a deal, but I believe otherwise. Bullying can increase the risk of suicide. Study shows that every year, 12 -25 children suicide because of bullying. Suicide because of bullying also has a special term: bullycide. An example is the suicide of Amanda Todd. She posted a video on Youtube entitled //My story: Struggling, bullying, suicide and self-harm// showing her using flash cards to tell the story of her experiences through bullying. A month after the video was posted, she committed suicide. Results of bullying can also be emotional. It can cause loneliness, anxiety, low self-esteem and depression. Also, bullying is closely linked to violence. Some involved with bullying can start cutting themselves or become serial killers. Bullying is not something people should take lightly and it should be stopped once and for all.

Now that we know about what bullying is, why bullies do what they do and the end results of bullying, we should think of ways to prevent this from happening. Although some U.S. states have laws against bullying and, anti-bullying associations exist, we should make the whole world aware of this and the horrible things that could happen because of it. Bullying is certainly not a good thing and something that everyone goes through at one point, and it should be stopped immediately. media type="custom" key="23734534"