Dreams.

Dreams. (basically planning my life)

When i think about my future i look way in to it. What i find my self thinking about, well kind of wanting, is not stuff i would typically expect from a person. like when i imagine my future, its not much. all i want to have when i grow up is some sort of family. and the rest comes in the picture almost as "extremities". also, i am going to be living in a beautiful forestry/rural place. something like near a small town. i do not want to have a life entirely based on stuff i have, rather than stuff i do.

I think i feel this way because as i have been growing up, Family meant nearly everything. the need for family figures in my life when i am an adult can be contributed to my grandparents. they are the producers of one hundred family members. i let a lone have over one hundred family members in the city of Alameda so like everywhere i go there is a cousin or and aunt. sometimes even some nephews or nieces. I LOVE it. i cant even imagine going a day without seeing some kind of family member.

i want. i do not want a typical life. like most people would make comment and or even say it is less than an "average". like something simple. when i grow up i am going to be healthy, have a good job, vacation often (but it wont be vacationing), and enjoy everything/everyone in my life. even the simple things. i like the simple things... there are actually the greatest part of life. to be healthy i am going to eat healthy and work out almost everyday. to have good job i am going to need to going to have to go to a nice college, prob through football. :( i do not really want to but i am probably going to have to do college through football. and since i want to live in northern california near the sierra mountains, guam, or basically any beautiful spot in the world. nothing plain. since ill be living in a vacation place it technically wont be vacationing. and for the simple things, everything beautiful.

BTW: I love you and miss you tiki!!

!st semester final

This is my second period English final. The topic was to
pick and choose three of these ten different question that were
supplied to us. I was listening to Mr. Sutherland about his feelings on
which questions would be the best for us to choose in order to write
the demanded length for this assignment. From his opinions and
professional stand point, I came up with the best three questions for
me not to get stuck while writing this long and treacherous assignment.
The questions I picked were number two, five, and eight. For number two
i am going to write about the posts on football because they were, of
course, my favorite blogs of all. And the other two questions are about
how I proofread/edited the posts and how i liked having a blog.

So this is the response to question number five. Question number five:
"If you used any quickwrites as blog posts, how did they change from
what you wrote by hand in class to what you published on your blog? In
other words, how did you go from rough draft to final draft? Explain
your revision/rewriting process." My first step in editing my blog post
that was based on a quick write was to check for any redundancy. Then
the next two steps, in either order, was to check fluency and then I
would check spelling.


The process actually changed between rewriting the quick write and
writing the blog for the first time. When I would write my blog for the
first time (such as writing a blog rough draft), I found that i did not
proofread it much. And if i did actually proofread it i would end up
making it more redundant trying to reach three hundred words.

Well writing my blog post based on the subject of the quick write, I
actually only did it once. But when i did do that one i went into deep
thought on how i was going to edit it. First, what i did, was that i
went threw my hand written quick write with a marking pen to cross out
any repetition. That is the main thing that i look for because it is
the one thing that you emphasize the most to us so i just go ahead and
get that pain staking process out of the way. I actually found my self
going over my work numerous times looking for repetition cause i do not
want to get that wrong. It seems to me that my natural way of writing
did not have much repetition but as i have started writing to a set
mark that has been given to me through this blog, i have needed to
stretch out the words so i repeat.

Like i said earlier, you emphasis repetition a lot in the classroom so it carries into my
blogging. But the mistake that i just figured out (as i am writing this
final) is that i go over the redundancy once i finish getting all of my
three hundred words. And because i find myself writing just to get a
little over and sometimes exactly three hundred words up, when i edit
the repetition out of one sentence, i have to put it into another just
to make "ends meet". This is something i actually just came across so i
am definitely going to have to change my writing. So my new way of
editing that i am going to try to imply in the future is that after i
write every little paragraph, without looking at word count, i am going
to edit that. And to solve my word count problem i am just going to
write way over three hundred just so i do not even have to worry about
it.

So like I said, i chose question number two: "2) Choose one of your posts. (Your favorite? Your least favorite? The one that surprises you the most when you reread it? Any the one you want to
pick.) Analyze it in detail, with quotes etc." This question can be really easy for me because it is asking me for a lot and if i choose the write blog to do I can write on the topic all day. I just have to find the best suitable/ favorite Blog post that i have written so i do not get writers block. So I chose the blog post that i did about my football game in week three. Against Encinal, in the nail house. Arguably the biggest rivalry game that i will ever play in.

My favorite blog post that i have done this year is of course the one against Encinal. i like this one because there is just so much about it that it is just "juicy". Like there is so much of this potential drama that could have just burst out and it would have been all bad. I feel that this blog had a lot of tension because it seems that i wrote it so well that the tension from the real life happenings carried into my writing. Like this quote that my Coach Halverson (AHS alumni and former football player) said days before the game so we would work harder: "this games that we are about to play in, against Encinal, could very well be the greatest and most intense games that most of you will ever play in." This alone just shows the reader that there is so much on the line. I had fellow students read this blog post and they just knew all the emotions that we felt durring the game by just reading this line.

Another thing that i love about this post is that it bring some personal aspects of my life into it. "On top of all this, i have hell of family that has gone there. Like almost Fifty went there. I even have three that are there right now." One of the three family members that goes there is like my best friend too. I am extremely close with her. Her name is Ja'aria and she is a senior. The other two are in my grade, Eric and Taylor. If that is not enough, one of them were in the game playing against me. Just reading this brought back so many memories of that game.

Later in my life i plan to pull this out and tell my kids about this game because it just means so much to me. And hanks to this blog this history, and part of my like will never be lost. Thanks Mr. Sutherland for making us write these weekly blogs. Even though they are very annoying i feel that i get a lot out of them.
By the way, We WHOOPED there ass'!!

writing groups

i am not really sure that i would like this whole idea of groups. I am almost torn apart on this subject weather i would like it or not. Because i honestly hate when people read or even make a comment about my writing. when they do so i feel like they are trying to put me on the spot and trying to me. like almost putting me on blast, or at least trying to. but on the other hand i have been trying to get out of my habit of being afraid to be judged or have all eyes on me so i have been doing things that i normally would not do so i think this could be useful. like just seeing how i can handle a lot of attention and criticism(productive criticism). on the subject of attention, i just want to say that i hate that the most in the world. most people that know this about me think that it is weird because i play sports and i get attention because of that but thats why i do not even want to play. thats my main concern with sharing the writing in these groups.

a suggestion that i have is that we should try is that we are in groups with peers we don't really talk to much to so they are not TOO comfortable but if that doesn't work, like if it is uncomfortable, it should be able to able to be changed. Basic, i feel that this whole group session thing should be flexible.

The poem Sympathy by Paul Lawrence Du...

 

The poem Sympathy by Paul Lawrence Dunbar is about him being trapped in society. He is comparing himself to the caged bird by saying he knows how the cage bird feels. In the first stanza, the bird is noticing all these happy and joyful sights and that everything is good. Suddenly in the second stanza, the bird is feeling trapped and feels that he needs to get out so he tries to break down the barriers that are restricting him. The mood is swung in a jolting fashion into misery and despair. He figures out he can’t escape so he resolves the situation by praying to the heavens for better days.

 

            There were many literary devises in this poem. One stood out for me though, “… a prayer that he sends from his hearts deep core, but a plea, that upwards to Heaven he fling.” This literary devise is a form of personification. Personification is when an animal is given human characteristics. Usually praying is a human quality but the bird is praying so it is personification. Many key words filled this poem. Caged is very important because it sets a curtain concept/ universal theme in the poem because of the eerie and broad imagination that goes with that word. Without this word, the poem would have a completely different direction to it. The poem might have had a happy mood to it.

 

            This poem was connecting all over the place! There was connection between the first two lines of the second stanza and the fifth line of the second stanza. “ Caged bird beats his wing; till its blood is red on the cruel bars…” and “ a pain still throbs in the old, old scars…” These two quotes connect because the bird would beat it’s wings against the bars until it started to bleed and the other quote (that was later in the poem), states that he is suffering from the old scars.....

 

           

I am the 27th Frank in my family. I a...

 

 

I am the 27^th Frank in my family. I am the 14th Frank born into the Manibusan family, and we are all descendants of the Camudo tribe the Tropical Island of Guam.  There are a total of 25 Franks in my family as of today. Every male in my father’s side of the family is named Frank. We are all named after my great grandpa. His name is Francisco Manibusan. The story about why my name is Frank isn’t very long. On the other hand the list of Franks is very long. The list of Franks will continue to grow, and no one knows how big it will actually get.

 

            The story all began when my grandmother and grandfather had three miss carriages. The doctor told my grand parents that they would never have any children. But much to everyone’s surprise he was wrong. He was wrong not once but eight times. It all started when my grandma gave birth to a baby boy. Because my grandparents, thought they would never have any other children, they decided to call their one and only baby boy, Frank Manibusan. My uncle’s middle name is John, and we actually call him “Frank John”. The following year another miracle happened, and my father was born.  They didn’t want him to feel left out, so they named him Frank Joseph and called him by his middle name Joe. (Joe is my father). A whole ten months later, my uncle was born and they named him Frank Jesse, of course he is Jesse. It was only a little over a year later that Frank Jary was born. And as you’ve already guessed, he is called Jerry. Over the course of nine years, my grandma gave birth to eight children!  Six were boys ALL FRANKS and two were girls. And the girls where named, Carmen and Antonia ( yes, hell of close to my name). When my grandparents were done having children, there was a total of six Franks. However, were many more Franks to come, not necessarily from them.

IS THIS WORKING?!?!?!

I am the 27th Frank in my family. I am the 14th Frank born into the Manibusan family, and we are all descendants of the Camudo tribe the Tropical Isla