This is War... WC 284

                Cold weather in November, most people stay inside with their hands clenching their hot chocolate. Me, I am outside in shorts and a t shirt. Some call it a game, some call it silly. I call it a battle field. I call it my sanctuary. My soccer field.                

                Standing there on that hard ground between the poles, I wait for the first whistle to be blown. This season has been ups and downs for the team. We played this team for all our games this season since it was just the two of us. We knew each other very well and animosity grew and grew. Most had friends on the other side but for the next sixty minutes they were the opposition.

                My mind flashes back to a few games prior. The ball was traveling down with a wing man trying to race it down. I take off like a bullet out of a gun towards the ball and the enemy. Every one held their breath for they all knew we were going to collide head on with each other. I was more worried about the ball and let myself totally open. The opposition lowered his shoulder and braced for impact…

                My body has been bloodied, beaten, and almost broken from the previous battles. Still waiting and warming up for the game me reminiscent again. Every single game before we were beaten with not so much as a struggle from us. This game feels different. There is more electricity in the air. The team is charged up. We can win this war. The whistle blows… The champion is…

Life’s a battle field, leave it all out there doesn’t regret not giving it you’re all.

It was the Best of Times, It was the Worst of Times. Good WC 97. Bad WC 99

     The best experience I have ever had from education was fourth grade with Mrs. Porter. She was the best teacher I have ever had. She challenged us in every way possible. She got me to enjoy math and more importantly school. I had a project due for her class and I rushed through it as fast as possible. My mom had to erase everything and make me redo it. Mrs. Porter used me as an example. Embarrassed at this occurrence I ended up getting an A for my hard work. She showed me why school was important.

     The worst experience I have had from education was English with Ms. Clawson. She did not know anything that went on in that classroom nor her curriculum. She played favorites with her students. Some students got A’s just for coming to class and shooting the breeze. Others worked hard and got C’s. The class convinced her to take a field trip to the movies all day to watch a movie based off a book we have read in class. She made English more a task than what it really was. They need to bring back the teacher she replaced.  

In Karma We Trust. Word Count 282

                I believe in karma. What comes around goes around in my mind. It comes from the religions of Hinduism and Buddhism being defined as the effects of person’s actions that determine his destiny in his next incarnation. I do not believe in it to that fullest extent but from the extent of do good and good will be done to you and if you do bad and bad will be done to you.

                I see it happen almost every day. Working consultative sales and dealing with many people on a daily basis shows the true wonders of the world. I hear all sorts of stories from people’s history and discussions on what their past days or even months have been just because they have someone that listens to them. They tell you the good side of their life and they tell you their mistakes. After every mistake a lesson is learned and something good happens. If they deliberately are bad they have something happen to them and they have to recover. Some succeed through these others falter and never recover. Karma takes advantage of us all.

                Being a consultative sale associate and paid on commission karma is a killer. We are given chances everyday to be productive and help ourselves and others. In certain situations we can take other’s sales or help them with no advantage to us but kindness. When the sale is taken the product is either returned, problems occur, or the other associate gains a new sale that is better. This scenario always happens.

                Karma is real and it exists. Continue to live for yourself and others with regards to your actions causing damage. What comes around goes around.

Operation Lazy World Word Count 83

  This generation is labeled as lazy. They are obsessed with the new technology, clothes, and gossip. Most do not work or do not wish to work. They complain about everything and anything they can. Computers and cell phones have made face to face contact, homework, and everything else extremely easy or even disappear. Video games and entertainment has increased in dramatic fashion that the only exercise most kids get is walking in school for a few minutes between classes. Without technology this generation will not survive.

Snowball Draft Day.. The First Pick is... Word Count:

              

                Ms. Juanita’s Snowball Stand is the best in world at creating snowballs. With these amazing snowballs, she creates a friendly environment for all ages and makes it a commitment to be extremely customer friendly. My family and many others are regulars in going to the stand during the summer time. The whole entire neighborhood enjoys her snowballs and her warmth that she possesses. After the snowballs you can usually sit and learn from her past experiences and basically become close friends with her or head down the road and play in the neighborhood park. It is not all about the snowballs that make this place so special but the love and closeness that is felt.

                Overall a very family oriented place to be and to interact with others in the neighborhood or even to spend more quality time with your family. This snowball stand needs to be preserved for all the family time and overall amazing service and most importantly the snowballs. The best and most traditional item to get on a blistering hot day in the summer time is to get that juicy snowball. Ms. Juanita has over thirty flavors including marshmallows and other assortments. It is not just about my opinion it is about the whole neighborhood falling in love with the snowballs made with love and care she makes every single summer day. You cannot find snowballs like Ms. Juanita’s just anywhere.

Snowball Draft: First Pick... Word Count 223

                Ms. Juanita’s Snowball Stand is the best in world in creating snowballs. With the amazing snowballs she makes it is a friendly environment for all ages and the sweetest lady owns the stand and makes it a commitment to be customer friendly. My family and many others are regulars in going to the stand during the summer time. The whole entire neighborhood enjoys her snowballs and her warmth that she possesses. After the snowballs you can usually sit and learn from her past experiences and basically become close friends with her or head down the road and play in the neighborhood park. It is not all about the snowballs that make this place so special.

                Overall a very family oriented place to be and to interact with others in the neighborhood or even to spend more quality time with your family. This snowball stand needs to be preserved for all the family time and overall amazing service and cannot forget the snowballs. The best and most traditional item to get on a blistering hot day in the summer time is to get that juicy snowball. Ms. Juanita has over thirty flavors including marshmallows. It is not just about my opinion it is about the whole neighborhood falling in love with the snowballs made with love and care she makes every single summer day. 

Nerd Forever Word Count 310

    The pocket protectors, glasses fixed in the middle with tape, and smell of science and math in the air can only mean one thing, nerd. Style with the khakis, button shirts, bow ties, and bowl style haircuts make this a fashion disaster to many. Made fun of throughout their life for being different they locked themselves away with their board games and robotics. Completely different in their own time now the nerds of the old are each and every one of our lives.     In the early 1960s, computers were just taking off. On the other hand, sports were the biggest fad in those days. If you were into the computers instead of sports you were an outcast. Those people were labeled a nerd by the jocks. The clubs throughout the years were broke off into the same groups. Being different was a bad quality to have.
    Today there is no real way for many to know they are sitting next to a nerd until they pull out a portable game system or the talk of computers arises. But now the talk and system does not mean you are a nerd. The only way to know for sure is the constant talk about video games or a group playing in a certain spot every day. Being different is expected and what is wanted in this time period.
    Why has this subculture disappeared? Was the bullying too much for the "nerds"? Has everyone in this generation become part nerd themselves? This subculture is alive and thriving. Everyone has now become part of this movement to be more than just a jock, a nerd, and a princess. Our culture is more defined and more united compared to the past. Technology is a part of this society as much as we are. Computers are everywhere and being used for everything. I am a nerd.