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Posted by: | March 12, 2009 | No Comment |

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Atticus Vokie

Posted by: | February 13, 2009 | No Comment |


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A slice of life

Posted by: | February 10, 2009 | No Comment |

I remember My Mother telling my Cousins and I i dont want to see you guys outside while I’am taking a shower because the dog is outside. Telling us that was like putting a candy in front of a child but, telling them not to eat it. I remember hearing the shower turn on. I remember looking threw the window and seeing the sun hit on my play ground everything was perfect outside the only thing that was missing was us. All that was needed was a look at my my cousins and i knew they were thinking the same thing as i was. We stepped outisde and ran to the play ground then, we remembered about the pitbull dog that was in the back yard also. We started screaming and trying to get on top of the monkey bars, I rememeber my older cousin which was 9 year old at the time was trying to help my other cousin which was 6 and i which was also 6 at the time get on top before the dog started biting us. You could see the neighbors all looking threw there fences to watch us. My Mom comes in her bath robe yelling at the dog. That is a day that i will never forget.

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The recession

Posted by: | January 26, 2009 | No Comment |

 

 The first time I heard on the T.V that we were in a recession I did not believe it. Then I remember my parents talking to me about how some of my family had to move in with us because my uncle and my aunt lost there job and they were going threw some very hard times. I was surprised because they had been working in there job for years. At that moment I realized that anybody could loose there job no matter how much time they had worked for.It breaks my heart to see people having to have to threw loosing there house. The place were they can be them self’s and just be at home, a place were you feel secure about begin at. Watching threw the window at my neighbors house how they put that big sticker on there house saying “foreclosure” it made me realize that there just one of the thousands of people that have lost there home because of loosing there jobs not earning enough to put food in the table and a roof for them to sleep in. People in this economy are running to do whatever they can to earn some money to give there family what they need. People are hoping that with this new president that his plan will help the economy and that he will help us to get out of this recession that we are in. I really think that Obama has a point when he said “For every day we wait or point fingers or drag our feet, more Americans will lose their jobs. More families will lose their savings. More dreams will be deferred and denied,” I agree with what he said and i hope that having a new president will get us out of this recession and onto a better way of living without having to worry so much about the economy.

 

 

 

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Technology

Posted by: | January 21, 2009 | No Comment |

  I remember my first piece of technology was a small MP3 player. I don’t have a cell phone but, i do have a Zune i don’t carry it on a regular basis though. I have my very own lap top and i love it, its my favorite thing of technology that I have. I usually Myspace or call people when i need to get a hold of anybody. If i need help with using an electronic device i would ask my dad if he cant help me then i would usually call my older cousin Johnny he is a genius when it comes to electronic stuff. He knows everything about computers and other electronics and if he doesn’t know it he will find out.

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Posted by: | January 20, 2009 | No Comment |

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Was He Truly Meant To Die?

Posted by: | January 9, 2009 | 4 Comments |

Admiring my gold necklace that my uncle had left his oldest niece before he died which was me, made me wonder did he really die in a car crash like they had made me believe?
I knew that talking about that topic was like eating a cow in front of someone from India, it wasn’t right. I knew I had to ask so, I got the courage and asked my Aunt to take me to the store on our way to the store it was dead silence. I tried getting the words out but as hard as I tried I couldn’t get my voice to coordinate with my mind. Then before I knew it the words came out, “Aunt Perla how did my uncle really die?” I saw the expression in her face was not surprised it was like if I have asked her what her favorite color was. She told me that it was time that I knew the truth that I was old enough to know and understand. I started thinking in my head is this really what I want? To finally know the truth? And the answer was Yes, I was ready. She started telling me about how he was, how he loved his sisters very much and was very protective of them, and he wouldn’t let anyone mess with them. How much he loved my Grandma how he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. My uncle and his wife had an argument that night she feel asleep in her room and when she woke up he wasn’t in the room laying next to her. She got dressed left to work and then when she got back home from work she was surprised he wasn’t there so she decided to look for him around the house they only had 2 bedrooms so she went inside the other bedroom and didn’t find him there but, she opened the closet and she found him laying in the closet. She called the ambulance they came and took him to the hospital by the time that the ambulance got there he was dead. At least that is what his wife was telling everyone. Nobody understood why? He wouldn’t do that he loved his Mother and his family more then anything why would he hurt them that way? The Doctor that examined his body said that he died from having his tie too tight on. I asked my aunt do you really think he killed himself. Do you truly think that he would make Grandma go threw all that pain? When he wouldn’t even let a fly hurt her. Her answer was no. At that moment I understood why they never told me the truth about My uncle’s death why they would just tell me he dies in a car accident. I was too young too understand I was just a baby a 3 year old baby. Now every time I look at my golden necklace I know I have a part of him with me even though I don’t remember him.

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