Thursday, May 28, 2015
AHW
everyone was a kind and would never try to harm you. Well, at a young age, that was. All the school
assemblies, I thought, were fake. Until, I was a victim of it. One day I was playing with my dolls in the
front yard. Suddenly, a weird looking ice cream truck came down the street and stopped in front of my
house.
“Hey kid, want some ice cream,” the driver yelled.
I walked up to the truck.
“Sorry sir, I have no money,” I whimpered.
“Don’t worry, you can have one for free. Just come in the back and pick,” he laughed.
Sensing no harm, I hopped on. But something was weird about this ice cream truck. It was just a dark
empty box. Suddenly, I heard a loud bang and the man closed the door. Fear and confusion clouded my
mind. Once the lights turned on, I looked around and saw many other children lying on the floor, all tied
up and gagged. The look of fear in their eyes were sickening. A hand gripped my throat, as I felt the
urge to scream, a gag was stuffed into my mouth. Before I knew it, I was tied up and thrown against the
side of the truck. Once the lights turned off, my mind tumbled into a deep abyss of thought. How could
such a person do such a thing? Why did he need to take me away with other children? What is our
purpose? We made many more stops and at each one, another family was deprived of their child. Once
the ice cream truck came to its last stop, I was hidden under a pile of shivering children.
“Alright kids. Welcome to your new home,” the man laughed.
One by one, we were taken out of the truck and lifelessly tossed into a confined space and untied and
ungagged. The few that were daring enough, screamed. But their cries were unheard, for we were in
the middle of nowhere. 4 men in black suits entered the room.
“They’ll do,” the tallest one remarked, “Zango, do they fit you needs?”
“Yes,” a stockier man replied, “They’ll depart from Maryland in 4 days.”
4 days later, we were stuffed into wooden crates and transported somewhere. Once the boxes were
opened, we realized that we were staring at the FBI.
“I’m Agent Alice Walker,” a female agent informed, “There’s no reason to be scared. We’ll return you to
your families as soon as possible.”
In the back ground, I was the FBI handcuffing the men who had kidnapped us.
“This is absurd,” they yelled, “We have committed no crime. How can you tie the boxes to us?”
We were taken out of the boxes and properly cared for until our parents came to pick us up. When I
saw my family, I rushed to them, hot tears streaming down my face. Then I knew that there are people
out there who want to get you and some people don’t make it home.
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
AHW
You know how people teach you about “Stranger Danger”? Well, I didn’t believe any of that. To me, everyone was a kind and would never try to harm you. Well, at a young age, that was. All the school assemblies, I thought, were fake. Until, I was a victim of it. One day I was playing with my dolls in the front yard. Suddenly, a weird looking ice cream truck came down the street and stopped in front of my house.
“Hey kid, want some ice cream,” the driver yelled.
I walked up to the truck.
“Sorry sir, I have no money,” I whimpered.
“Don’t worry, you can have one for free. Just come in the back and pick,” he laughed.
Sensing no harm, I hopped on. But something was weird about this ice cream truck. It was just a dark empty box. Suddenly, I heard a loud bang and the man closed the door. Fear and confusion clouded my mind. Once the lights turned on, I looked around and saw many other children lying on the floor, all tied up and gagged. The look of fear in their eyes were sickening. A hand gripped my throat, as I felt the urge to scream, a gag was stuffed into my mouth. Before I knew it, I was tied up and thrown against the side of the truck. Once the lights turned off, my mind tumbled into a deep abyss of thought. How could such a person do such a thing? Why did he need to take me away with other children? What is our purpose? We made many more stops and at each one, another family was deprived of their child. Once the ice cream truck came to its last stop, I was hidden under a pile of shivering children.
Sunday, May 24, 2015
AHW
1) Use a song. You know how songs get stuck in you head, if you create a fun song that has to do with the thing you're memorizing, it'll get stuck too.
2) Read, Cover, Say. If you're memorizing text, you read the text, cover the text up and then say what you remember. Do this over and over and you'll find that you remember more each time.
3) Take your time. Don't rush it. If you rush, you're more likely to forget it.
4)Take Breaks. Don't stress your brain. You can't memorize something in a flash unless you have photographic memory.
5) Do little by little. Don't try to memorize everything at once, try chunking it into smaller parts.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
AHW
Monday, May 18, 2015
AHW
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
Balloons
"Fine," I told her.
I stepped to my feet and proceeded up the bus isle to Erika.
I showed Jordyn exactly how to do it, because she seemed clueless. I deflated my own balloon and stretched it from both sides. Jordyn followed the same procedures, but couldn't muster enough energy to blow the balloon up. She tried again and again, and after many fruitless attempts, she gave up.
"Can you get another one from Erika," she asked, "But this time, you blow it."
So again, I seat hopped all the way up to Erika and got a balloon. It was bright red, so I blew it up until I thought it was at it's largest and tied it. I didn't exactly like the green one, so I kept the red one. I saw Jordyn's face turn red and she threw her balloon at Thomas. Being all funny, Thomas stuck 2 balloons under his shirt. One on his chest and one on his stomach. Suddenly, POP. The balloon on his stomach burst. The rest of the ride, we popped another balloon and Jordyn got a baby Balloon.
Monday, May 11, 2015
Scary Looking Animals
They may not look really scary, but the do look ugly. If I had to describe their appearance I would say, a ravioli stuffed with an evil soul. The facial area, the clear-ish skin holding the organs and the little feet, give it the scary effect. If they were human sized and could walk, I'd be really scared.
Wet Koalas
Before After
Who knew just a few Oxygen atoms and 2 times as many Hydrogen atoms could create such a hideous creature. I don't get how such a cute little koala could look so evil. It's probably, because the eyes look more piercing once the fur is moved away from the eyes. And the the fur that looks smooth in the before picture, looks sharp and pointy in the after picture.
Thursday, May 7, 2015
Fire!
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
AHW
Friday, May 1, 2015
CRT Lenses
"Ok," I nodded.
"Ok, so first, you always have to wash your hands before you put your contacts on. I washed mine before I came into the room," Dr. Poma continued.
She placed a contact on her finger tip and squirted it with a Ph solution to get rid of germs, particulates and proteins.
"Ok, so I'm just going to come over here and I need you to open your eye," she said.
She placed her fingers above and below my eye to pry it open. Ever so gently, she set the contact onto my eye. She did the very same to the other eye. At first, they just felt like a little weight on my eyes, but then, whe I started to blink, I realized that the were scratching my eye lids.
"The CRT lenses are hard lenses so they'll scratch your eyelids, but you're only supposed to wear them when you sleep, so you won't have to blink," she informed.
They might've been known to cause minor pain, but the irritation was so strong that my eyes were watering so much. It looked like I was bawling my eyes out. Dr. Poma handed me a tissue and I wiped my eyes.
"Now I need to test your eyes, but it might not be accurate because they're watering," she informed.
A letter chart flashed onto a screen across the room. To my suprise, they all looked pretty clear, but my right eye was blurry because it was so watery. After that, I was given aquick tutorial on how to put in and take out my contacts. After many attempts and dropping the contacts on the floor so many times, I was finally able to take out the contacts. What a relief. My eyes finally stopped watering and the irritating feeling was gone.
"Now can you try putting them back in," the lady giving the tutorial asked.
I gave her a look that read "Really?" and put the dreaded contacts back in.
"I'll go ask Dr. Poma if she wants you to keep the contacts back in," she informed.
I don't want to keep these contacts in, I thought. In the end, I got to take them out and a wave of relief swept through my body.