Sister Jackson's Slice:
This slice makes a week of them, and even I am wondering how I will make it through this challenge. A couple of things keep me going.
First, how on earth can I expect my students to make it through thirty-one days of writing without me leading the charge? It would be pretty pitiful if I couldn't make it, but they did. Pih. Tih. Ful.
Second, this is my fifth year participating in this Slice of Life writing madness. It's too perfect of a streak to ruin things--at least that's what I keep telling myself each time I stay up too late or get up extra early to get this stuff busted out.
Slice of Life is worth it. The ideas, the feedback, the support, the challenge: I love it all.
Now, I just need to get through twenty-six more slices, and I'm home free . . . until next March.
Leave your slice in the comments below and make a reply to others!
Happy slicing!
Holy crap I can be the first to post my slice! What an honor this is. To think that when somebody posts their slice I will be at the top and nothing can stop me! Haha! I shall rule the Slice of Life world! MUAHAHAA!!
ReplyDeleteYes. . . you are first. Think well upon it, for due to this position and the extreme covetousness that comes in sitting where you have placed yourself, I doubt you shall find it again without a great amount of difficulty. So enjoy this glory for as long as you can hold onto, for some time may lapse before you find it again. . .
DeleteWow. Just wow.
DeleteSpencer Evans (Tx)
DeleteThe feeling of being first is truly an amazing feeling. It is unlike any other, but It is definitely worth some bragging rights.
Its funny I think how such little things matter so much. Like being first. It isn't exactly very important literally if you know what I mean. Yet it is important to you and that is what matters:)
Delete*Bowing* My liege
DeleteHahaha! Reading those comments made me laugh! Especially you Caleb!
DeleteCaleb A, DE, P4
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to track the value of your progression when you yourself walk the pathway of its inclination, for you find no apparent change except that which you are familiar with as you continue pressing forward. It is only when you look down that you realize the height you have reached, and only when you look back that you see how far you truly have gone. 'Tis like how you can fill the cup to beyond the brink of its capacity; it is only when you add one more drop that you see it overflow and release itself. I have felt this way as I sit on the bench set before the piano every day. I can't see where the transition between one-hand to two-hands came, nor can I see the gradual change from where I started to where I am now; nothing has been provided for me to see what consists of the middle ground. But, despite what I don't know, I do know it is a gift to the fullest, and know it was meant to be a thing of pleasure as well as a blessing meant for my life.
Poetic as always, Caleb.
DeleteI had to laugh at the piano metaphor. I myself have piano students that I teach. I marvel at how quickly they have progressed, when I looking back at myself, remember how long it took for me to understand and play the piano. I thank them for not being like me, and that they are more understanding. I am thankful for little children and for the great blessing that they are to the world.
DeleteSpencer Evans (Tx)
DeleteI have noticed that I barely ever notice the progress I make as it happens, but when I look back and see how far I've come, it's amazing. Well done Caleb, and good luck with the rest of your posts.
I never thought of it that way, I love getting a new perspective on things! And that truly helped, I always see myself looking at how much I still need to accomplish and how much better everyone else is! But what you said really makes me think :) Thank you for your slice :D
DeleteThanks Michael, Indy, Spencer, and Charity!
DeleteIsabelle P. (DE) 4th Period
ReplyDeleteMy day started pretty early this morning. I don't have seminary this week because it's Spring Break for most of my friends here. So why in the world would I wake up around 5am if I didn't have early morning seminary? Here's the short story. . . My friend got asked to Prom on Saturday night, and she came up with a clever way to respond. The guy that asked her isn't on Spring Break until next week, so he still has seminary. So my friends and I went to Walmart around 6am to get all the stuff we need for the "reply" which consisted of ice cream, cereal, and a poster. We drove to our stake center and decorated his car with window paint and balloons. My friend sat on top of his car, with poster in hand waiting for him to come out. Her response was, "Jefferson, I CEREALisly am so glad you asked me to Prom. Ice-scream, YES!" The "Cerealisly" was stretching it a bit but it worked. ;) When he came out of seminary, he was pretty surprised. Haha, it was a pretty fun adventure to start the day off. ;)
Emma E (TX) (DE) (4th Period)
DeleteHahaha, this sounds so fun! And it sounds as though you are truly friends, to venture at 6 AM into Walmart together. It's very creative, and it was very nice of you to help her.
Are you going to Prom this year?
I LOVE THIS SO MUCH! That sounds like it was a ton of fun! I love helping out with promposals and prom responses and such - so fun!
DeleteThat sounds like a pretty awesome and fun morning :)
DeleteOne of my brothers is getting ready to move to Utah so that he can have a better influence in his teen years before his mission. This is not the only reason for him to go to Utah, but it is the chief reason. I failed to see his logic in such a task. I tried to make him understand the error of his thoughts, but no matter how long I spoke to him he failed to understand. All that he would reply was "My understanding is a higher understanding then yours. My thoughts are greater then yours." Upon this answer I begged him so that he would try to explain his thoughts to me. I begged him to try and implore his "higher thinking." He again went on to insult my intelligence, and he walked away saying that I would not understand his higher thinking. I failed to see how anyone's thoughts could ever be higher or better then another persons thoughts. How is it that anyone could ever think themselves more intelligent or blessed then another if they truly have seen the love of Christ? I rested my thoughts in the knowledge that his opinion is his own, and although I can influence his opinion, I cannot change it. I pray that the Lord will speak to his heart, and help him see the truth before he goes out and puts himself in the field with the other hands of the Lord.
ReplyDeleteYour brother may not even realize this truth until he is on his mission. It's flawed thinking, to be certain. How blessed you are to have learned this so early. Sometimes it's hard to see people do or think things that you know are flawed, and we can't do anything about it. Agency is something that we fought for in the Pre-mortal existence, but we don't want our loved ones to suffer from poor choices. It's rather ironic.
DeleteRebekah Marble DE P4
ReplyDeleteI am a morning person. Anyone who has been with me at any point of the day will know that I function the highest during the early hours of the morning. It makes it very interesting during early morning seminary because I’m the only morning person in my class. I’m usually very talkative, but it makes it hard to have a good conversation with anyone because they’re all zombies. This is also why I dislike sleeping in. I am the most productive before lunch, and if I sleep in, I can’t make a distinct plan. I’m grateful that I’m a morning person, but it makes having late night parties and events rather hard. I become really loopy, and usually end up embarrassing myself.
Seminary is the hardest thing in the world! No one talks! What am I supposed to do if no one talks! I find myself constantly being called on the teacher because I am the only one not sleeping on my desk chair! Thank goodness I am not the only one.
DeleteI'm not a morning person but once I'm up I don't really go to sleep so I get called on a lot also
DeleteI am the same way Rebekah! The longest I can sleep in is about 8:00 am. Sometimes I don't like it because I just wish I could sleep all day!
DeleteIsabelle P. (DE) 4th Period
DeleteI totally feel the same way! I'm some what of a morning person or at least I'm happy in the mornings. Most of the time I'm wide awake, cheerful and positive when my friends aren't even close to that attitude. ;) Now that I think about it, I do tend to get a lot more done in the mornings. :)
Thanks for your comments guys! Isabelle, we must be soul sisters haha ;)
DeleteYay, a fellow morning person! I'm glad to find other people who appreciate things other people seem to hate.
DeleteEmma E (TX) (DE) (4th Period)
ReplyDeleteIt’s cold when sleepy me crawls out of bed, and gropes around for something warm. My fingers find a hoodie. It’s what I wear, smiling, falling asleep in the car, listening to the seminary teacher, hugging my friends after and wishing them good days, and collapsing back into my bed - just five more minutes, then I can be human for the rest of the day - when I get home. It’s a simple black hoodie, though deliciously soft and wonderfully comfortable. It has a nice hood, a nice crown and sword on the front, and nice lettering. The reason I love and wear it so much, though, is the memories woven through it. I spent time with old friends in this hoodie, and made new friends. I challenged myself in this hoodie. I cried, and I cheered in this hoodie. It kept me warm on the best weeks of my life. You see, this is my Shakespeare Competition hoodie. I wore it last October when I came to Liahona.
Spencer Evans (TX)
DeleteGood job sis! have fun at seminary!
I love how you were able to take something as simple as a hoodie and paint a big picture about it. You are very good at describing and making words flow.
DeleteI read the first two lines and immediately I knew it was the Shakespeare hoodie! Yus! :)
DeleteIsabelle P. (DE) 4th Period
DeleteI love this Emma! That's really awesome you have so many memories while wearing that sweatshirt. It's something you feel comfortable in and it's like a companion to you on your adventures. Thanks for sharing, I always enjoy your writing!! :)
Hoodies are the best. I have this hoodie I got on the DC super trip a couple of years ago and I wear it all the time. Its my favorite. I like how you wrote about why you like your hoodie.
DeleteI love your writing! It's amazing that you can write something so captivating when it's just about an article of clothing!
DeleteAriel Bilyeu (D.E.)
Spencer Evans(Tx)
ReplyDeleteMy breath is fast, my heart is beating, I pant as I sprint the last stretch to my house. I love running and all, but why does it have to be so hard? I know there is something called "runner's high" but i've never reached that point. Running allows me to "slow down" and think about life. It makes me grateful for a working body and a healthy life.
This painted a perfect picture in my mind thanks for sharing.- Hannah Goody 1st period DE
DeleteI am too, I love being in shape.
DeleteI love to run, but man sometimes I really love to hate it.
DeleteThis morning I look outside the bees are buzzing, the birds are chirping, the sun is shinning what a beautiful morning. But instead I have to be stuffed inside sick (cough) (cough). Yes and you can tell I'm very happy about it. Nose beating with hurt, coughing my lungs out.- Hannah Goody DE 1st period
ReplyDeleteI hate being sick. Sorry to hear that. Get better soon!
DeleteThat took a turn from the opening sentence. Being sick is the worst! I hope you feel better.
DeleteIsabelle P. (DE) 4th Period
DeleteI love this, very descriptive and paints a beautiful picture. I'm so sorry you're sick. It's never fun to be stuck inside and feeling miserable when it seems as though the world around you is functioning just fine. Get better soon, girly! :)
thanks everyone!!!
DeleteI like how you describes the world outside. I know how you feel. I tend to get seasonal allergies at random times and it sucks.
DeleteIt sucks being sick! whenever i am sick i realize how much i love being not sick . Hope you are better
DeleteWhy is tumbling so expensive? I think it would be super fun but mom found out it costs $30 per month! I really want to do it but we just don’t have that kind of money. If I had found out when I first wanted to get involved, I don’t think it would have been as disappointing. I mean don’t get me wrong this is nothing new. For a year or so I have been begging mom to find out more about it and get me involved. Now she finally has and because it is too expensive I can’t do it!
ReplyDeleteHannah Koyle (DE) 1st period
Hannah, I'm so sorry you can't follow that path! I think that those of us that have those opportunities readily available take them for granted and we shouldn't! I hope that one day you will be able to do tumbling!
DeleteThanks Gabe! that meant a lot that you said that.
DeleteYeah! I have art tomorrow! I always love talking and bonding with my teacher. She is super nice and super funny too! She makes everything fun, and I am always sad for her to leave! But, I will see her once again on Friday!
ReplyDeleteI love doing art and that's awesome you have a teacher you love going to. :D
DeleteAnastasia B. 4th Period DE
People say they hate rain! Have you ever looked outside while it rained! Its beautiful, there are small droplets of water splashing everywhere! They land on trees leafs and rocks, and they eventually drip from them like a fountain! Have you ever listened to the rain falling on the roof? The sound is mesmerizing! It can be very enchanting and soothing! And just think! Water coming from the sky! I know the science behind it all, but it still amazes me!
ReplyDeleteYou were very descriptive in that. I enjoy rain a lot. I think it makes everything look beautiful. I'm sure my brother loves the rain because he served his mission in Washington and it always rained.
DeleteIsabelle P. (DE) 4th Period
DeleteOh my goodness, this is so perfect! I absolutely love when it rains and storms.
Rain is such a fascinating thing. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful description, I could easily picture it in my mind. :)
Your brother served his mission in Washington @Natt Rudd, that's funny cause I live in Washington :) And thank you Issy :D :)
DeleteI agree with you. I love curling up with a book in my leggings and hoodie on rainy days.
DeleteSo we discovered this interesting fruit imported from Africa that our Smith’s now sells. The fruit has many names: Kiwano melon, Melano, African cucumber, or Horned melon. On the outside it is an orange and yellow color with spikes that aren’t very sharp but some are. The inside of this fruit is filled with seeds covered in what looks like a green slime. The seeds are in the shape of pumpkin seeds but are only about half the size of a pumpkin seed. The green slippery slime that the seed is covered in is the fruit part and is a bright, grass-like green. The flavor is a blend between kiwi, dew melon, and cucumber. This fruit is definitely different from all the fruits I’m used to but it was something new to try.
ReplyDeleteThat sound really good! I like how you described it. It painted a perfect picture in my head!
DeleteSomething I love to do is go to fruit markets, and different cultural stores (such as the asian or indian markets) to try new fruits and vegetables! It makes me feel more culturally aware (food wise)! XD
DeleteSorry this is so long... I won't have this much next time :P
ReplyDeletePart 1
It was a warm September day. We were riding our horses on our friends land out in the country. I was letting my horse (Wazo) graze at the top of a hill, while my dad struggled to get his horse over a marshy area at the bottom. I let the reins loose and relaxed for a little bit as Wazo munches on the grass. The horse at the bottom takes off running and Wazo wants to follow. The next thing I know… We’re taking off down the hill! Full speed. Frantically trying to grasp the reins. I have no control. I scream in terror… just hoping I don’t die. And little did you know… my friend Dylan is with me, riding on the back. He grabs on to my face… puling me back, just trying to stay on. We slowly lean to one side. Further, further, further, then it’s black. I pass out in fear. Something is shaking me. I hear my brother’s voice. “ Trevor! Trevor! Wake up! Wake up!” He screams with tears in his eyes. Slowly I start to regain my vision. Everything is a blur. My head pounding with ache. So confused at just what happened. I hear screaming close by. It’s my friend Dylan. Oh no! Did he get hurt? It sounded pretty bad from the screaming/crying I heard. My brother helps me stand up. So dizzy I can barely stand. My dad looks at Dylan and I… Dylan broke his two front teeth and my head was bleeding. My dad thinks that Dylan broke his teeth on my head and that I was bleeding a little bit. So Dylan gets to ride with an adult and I ride by myself. Super dizzy and out of it. I could barely sit up by myself. We get back to the trailer and head home. Those short 20 minutes seemed like a lifetime. I was in so much pain. Finally we’re home! So since my dad is an orthodontist he takes Dylan down to his office and fixes his teeth. I go inside and lay on the couch and my mom gets a towel to soak up the blood dripping from my head. A couple hours later I had filled up a few towels of blood. It’s about 9:00 PM now, and my parents take me to the ER. I’m throwing up and feel really bad. I get a kat-scan and I have a punctured/fractured skull. So basically my skull is caving in. When I fell, my horse tried to jump over me but kicked me in the head. First they tell us that I will be transported by ambulance to another hospital 2 ½ hours away. A couple minutes later they inform us that I will be getting life flighted. They bring me up to the helicopter, strapped to a stretcher. Everything is pretty vague because I wasn’t fully there. The flight seemed really quick, only about 45 minutes. We get to the hospital close to 12:00 AM, and I’m told I can’t eat anything because I might be getting surgery soon. I’m starving, and haven’t eaten anything for a long time.
That sound terrifying! You did do a good job painting a picture though...but that all sounds awful!
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ReplyDeleteThe neurosurgeon said I didn’t need to have surgery unless we want to do it for cosmetic reasons. My family prayed about this and we got the answer that I should have surgery. I give my family hugs. I’m crying because I’m scared. I’ve never had surgery before. So I go into the surgery room… it’s white and sterile, tools laying beside me, and tubes all over the place. A woman tells me that she is going to put something over my mouth and nose. “It will smell a little funny”, she says. I know what this is… the anastasia. Will I wake up? I know that it’s like one in a million that I wouldn’t wake up. But that could be me! She places the mask over my nose and mouth. First thing I think is: This does smell really weird. My eyes start to close, vision getting blurry, and the last thing I see is someone walks through a door straight in front of me. Then I’m out. I wake up a day or two later. I instantly feel like I’m falling. I scream at the top of my lungs! I’m dazed. My head feels like it will explode any moment now. I’m crying in the pain. Once I calm down I look at my surroundings. I’m in a big room with furniture, a bathroom, and my own window to see outside. I’m in the NICU! This is where all the cancer patients go. I learn that my skull was pushing on my brain. If I didn’t go into surgery when I did they would have had to do an emergency one and they didn’t know if I would have made it. My brain was bruised and almost bleeding. They didn’t know if I would have permanent damage or if I would ever be the same. The blood that was dripping from my head wasn’t blood… it was spinal fluid. I get put on so many medications, one for meningitis because if anything got into my spinal cord I could die. And now I’m sick, very sick. I’m throwing up constantly and I can’t eat much. The doctors put me on more medication, which doesn’t help. They do scans on my stomach to see if I hurt it when I fell. They don’t see anything. So one day my dad went and got yogurt and it helped! I was feeling a lot better the next day. I finally get to go out of my room. I get pushed in a wheel chair, and soon I start walking very slowly. I also have to bring this thing with me everywhere. It has bags and tubes that are connected to me. When I go outside I see the cancer patients and I realize I don’t have it that bad. I’m grateful. So I’m in the hospital for about a week, and I finally get to go home. The day of my departure they have to take out all the IV’s and tubes. There was this one tube in my arm that went to my heart. Oh, when they had to pull that out I was so scared. It actually wasn’t that bad. It felt weirder than anything. I’m also told that I can’t run for 3 months, and I can’t do anything that could strain my body in any way. Just take it easy. This was really hard for me because I love to run and be active! But I do what they say. I also have this long scar on my head now where hair will never grow again. I don’t have any damage and I’m back to my old self. I got a blessing when I was in the hospital. I’m very grateful for that. I’m also very grateful that we prayed about my surgery and got the answer that I needed the surgery. I am very blessed!
I had a friend who had to get rushed to the hospital kind of like that, luckily she didn't need the serious surgery we thought she would, but it was the scariest thing ever when I heard about what was happening. I'm glad it ended well for you also.
DeleteYeah it's scary. Thanks me too.
DeleteWow that was sooo amazing. At first I didn't want to read it cuz it was so long, but after the first sentence I was hooked! I got super scared, "what if he dies?" an irrational fear, I know, seeing as you you couldn't have died because you are writing it. :) I had to have surgery twice, but only for broken bones! Anyway, that's a really cool story!
DeleteAbby F. 1st period
DeleteWow! That's quite a story! I kind of had a similar experience a couple years ago because I had appendicitis and had to have surgery and Get my appendix removed. But, it wasn't near as scary as your surgery, and I am glad that you are okay!
Oh my goodness Trevor! I remember you telling me about this before but not in so much detail. Experiences like that really help us to realize how life can change on a dime and how precious it really is. Thank you so much for sharing and I am SO glad you're alive!
DeleteThanks KyAnne!
DeleteThanks Abby! That's really scary too! Appendicitis!?! Glad you're okay too.
DeleteThanks Ellie! Life is so precious. Me too!
DeleteAw, man! That sounds so scary! I probably would have reacted even worse to the situation. That is such a horrible and terrifying thing to go through! I was scared just reading about it! Glad you're OK, though!
DeleteI love Fuzzy Socks, whether it’s just cold and rainy outside, or I have to stay in bed sick, even if I’m just walking into my church building at 6:00 on chilling winter morning for seminary, you can see me adorning my fuzzy socks. I still wear “normal” socks but on those days when its super cold and/or you don’t feel like doing anything fuzzy socks just seem to fit perfectly.
ReplyDeleteFuzzy socks are awesome!!!
DeleteI almost always wear socks because my feet are always cold.
Rachel, cold feet are out to get me! :)
DeleteThat is so awesome! I love fuzzy socks, the color and the fuzziness brings joy to me. Especially when its cold outside I know how you feel!
DeleteYou want to know whats the worst? Doing a juice fast!
ReplyDeleteIm doing one for five days so I can detox from all these pain killers and stuff I have to take, because Im always sick etc.
Basically what you do is just drink juice and water for a few days, and thats all you have, you don't eat, AND ITS TORTURE.
Some people do juice fasts for two months, LIKE HOW!
How is that possible? lol
DeleteI cannot see anyone having only juice for two months, that sounds crazy!
DeleteRed Rudd 4th Period
DeleteRachel, I feel your pain. I did the same thing for three days and it was awful!! Yes, I got apple juice all to myself, but my family ate solid foods without me. I just sat in the next room listening to their forks clink against their plates and their mouths open to consume their food. And it felt like they had all my favorite meals while I was on the juice fast. Those days were some of the hardest I've been through. Stay strong!!! You can do this!! I believe in you!!!
If I can barely do Fast Sunday, how in the world do people like you do it what's your secret... Nice Post! ~Chris Cox DE P4.
DeleteTomorrow is the funeral for my uncle and I looked in my closet...and I don't have one black dress. So my mom and my sister and I are going to the mall and we are just shopping for clothes. This week my family is going to mesquite for motocross! I am really excited for that! I love the mesquite track. it ha this huge up down hill and if you don't make it up the first time you have to go all the way down and start over.
ReplyDeleteI always wear light clothes to a funeral. Why would you want people to get more sad on a sad occasion by wearing sad things?😔😔😔😔😔
DeleteNoooooooo! Track is the worst all last week I could barely walk and now I have more this week! By the end of the season I'm going to be dead from all this pain! Well I guess it's for a good cause to get in shape for soccer the best sport EVER!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI am very proud, I can't even walk up the stairs without falling short of breath! XD
DeleteI am way sorry at the length of this story, I just got writing and I couldn't take any of it out!! Here goes...
ReplyDeleteThe Life of a Piece of Paper.
A blank perfect piece of paper. Pristine, perfect paper placed precisely on top of a pile on a desk in a classroom. It was happy, it enjoyed it's perfection. It looked down at itself. It was blank and white. It smiled and felt content.
A bell rang. Little figures bustled into the room. The piece awoke from it's peaceful slumber by ten slim attackers. It snatched the paper up and moved it. The paper was worried. What had happened? Then it all stopped. It smiled. Out of nowhere, a big black tip came and swiped across the page. It gasped. Something was marking it! Pink and black tips and slender attackers relentless ruined the poor page. It wanted to cry, (but no moisture touched the page because pages can't cry.) The it all stopped. It was whisked away into a notebook and was surrounded by darkness. It felt lonely and dark and depressed. It dared to look at itself. Black and smudges and marks. It felt ruined. It hated the way it looked.
An afternoon later (What seemed like years to the poor little page), it was released, yet the sadness still remained. The slim fighters snatched it again and the figure who mared the paper took it to another tall figure with a soft voice. It said, "What a pretty picture!" What? The page wondered. Then it looked down at itself again.
A pretty girl in a bright yellow dress holding a light blue umbrella, skipping in the rain. It looked again, and slowly, it smiled again. It somehow felt content.
I am way sorry. It sounded a lot better in my mind.
DeleteKyAnne Davis period 4
DeleteThat was so good Julie! Stop shaming your writing, it is so beautiful! I got chills!
I was worried at how you would turn that story around. I was getting kinda depressed from how sad it sounded. But I loved the ending! Great great story!
DeleteJulie! I love your writing. Always puts a smile on my face. I read it in science class and it was so cool. I loved how you ended and started it with the paper being content. Reminded me of how I'm Shakespeare comp. we ended our ensemble scenes so differently. Idk super good job?
DeleteAnthony M. 4th period
DeleteJulie this is a work of art! Don't shame your writings! Your descriptive style left me in awe. I wish I could write this well. I'm really excited to see if you post more stories like this later on.
Wow that was so great Julia! I never would have thought paper to be so amazing. I loved how you said that it thought itself ugly for being drawn on. But once it looked deeper it started to love itself more.
DeleteThat was so awesome! I really enjoyed reading it. You are an amazing writer!
DeleteRed Rudd 4th Period
ReplyDeleteMy dad and ALL my brothers are gone to a ward Father and Son's camp out. That just leaves me and my mom at home. What should we do? Well, we're going to do what moms and daughters do best. So we hop into the car, drive over to Macy's (the food store one), buy some Kongs (of course I get a large chocolate), and grab a big box of Chicken n' a Biscuit crackers. On our way home my mom lets me drive because I am fifteen and am preparing to get my permit. After driving around for a bit, we go back home, pop in Sense and Sensibility (the one with Emma Thompson), and finish our treats. Chocolate ice cream, chicken flavored crackers, and Jane Austen- yep, that's what we do best.
Red Rudd 4th Period
DeleteThis happened a few years ago by the way. I'm not 15 now. Just in case any of you were confused. ;)
This is great! I was very confused for a couple seconds. I love when it is just my mom and sister because the guys are on a camp-out! Anything by Jane Austen is also amazing. ;)
DeleteWhen I was around 4 years old this happened to me. I just sat in bed with my mom and she played with my hair while we watched T.V. I'm sure if it happened now some Jane Austen would be involved. :)
DeleteNat Rudd 1st Period
ReplyDeleteSo our monitor broke a couple of days ago, so we have been using my sisters computer to do all of our computer stuff on. It is a little weird and I’m still trying to figure it all out. This morning we were trying to watch a video, but the speaker decided to stop working. More problems!:). I expect that it will be a little rough till we get a new monitor and even a little after that. Oh well. We’ll just have to make do.
I'm sorry you're having all those technical difficulties! Sometimes it feels like the technology is working against us huh? I hope you guys can get a new monitor soon!
DeleteYesterday in church, our final lesson of the day was taught by the Bishop, and he taught about grace. His message was sourced partially from one of Brad Wilcox's talks, in which Bro. Wilcox drew a vertical line on a chalkboard, and asked a student to mark the place where she becomes eligible for grace. The answer is anywhere and everywhere. Grace is always waiting for us. Some of us, me, for example, feel the need to do everything ourselves even when we could ask for help. But our Father in Heaven and our Savior want to help us, they are waiting for us to ask.
ReplyDeleteAs I listened to what the Bishop was saying, a vivid image came into my mind of a person climbing a mountain. That's what life is, isn't it? The person worked hard, climbing the mountain, and in their mind, there was a certain point at which a hand would reach down for them to help them up to the top, after they'd done enough work for themselves. But the truth that the person didn't see was that there was someone right beside them who wanted to help them, who was just waiting until they asked for His assistance.
-Ainsley McFarland, 4th Period, DE
Caleb A, DE, P4
DeleteWe have been put in this life for a reason, to understand and familiarize ourselves with God's small and simple voice. We are meant to ask for help because the only way to progress is to go beyond what we are capable of doing, thus needing us to ask for the assistance of another more stronger than ourselves.
Dear Future Me,
ReplyDeleteToday was a good day, in case you can't remember. You started off the day a little grumpy but you were tired, so its okay. You went to seminary. You were late again because Don Carlos (your car) took forever to defrost the windshield. I'm not sure I can remember what we learned... Don't judge me too harshly. You then went swimming. The pool water was freezing today but you did it anyway. Good job! When you got home you finally cleaned out your car. It was MESSY! Part of that was you spent the whole weekend in your car or at recital rehearsals or the actual show. I'll cut us some slack. The rest of it was kind of boring so I'll skip to English class. It was one of those days where we laugh too hard at a class. Do you remember the days where you used to hate school? That was awful. Liahona is the best. Dad is home from Dubai. That's amazing. We are having dinner. I'll leave it there. How's the future? Did we age well?
Lots of love,
Past Kenzie
That was really cool. The 2nd person was a really interesting way to write! Also I just think all of your writing is awesome and this gave me chills at the end, I don't know why. I guess I just relate to it a lot. :)
DeleteLove it! I also like your cars name :)
DeleteThat was way creative! I loved reading that.
DeleteThis is such a wonderful letter to yourself, the easy flow of the words makes it feel almost as if something from a movie where you can hear the words being read.
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OK, our house is not the normal size of any house. We built it last year and it was in the 2015 parade of homes. It is our dream home. And one thing that is uniqur to our home are the passages. Secret hideaways on every floor. From the play houses is under the stairs to the secret bookcase doorways.
ReplyDeleteWell, there are a lot of fun contributions to our home. And on this one day we all got together in the pit. Then, the deathly game started:
Sardines. I hid first on the shelf in the closet. It was difficult for the others to hide with me. Again, over and over we'd run around and try to find the other kids and where they hid. This one particular round, I finally found my brother simply under sweaty blanket... So, I had under the sink instead. Anyway, on my last turn I decided to multitask. I got a book and completely squished into a bedroom cupboard. Well, eventually they'll give up on me. Except for my dad and the sweaty blanket brother. We had such a fun time being together as a family. Woo
That is hilarious!
DeleteThat sounds amazing! I've always wanted to have secret passage ways in my house. Sounds like a lot of fun! Loved your slice.
DeleteOh my goodness Caleigh that sounds like SO much fun! Loved reading your post!
DeleteThat's awesome, I have a big family and we love to play games like sardines. Lots of good memories.
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ReplyDeleteOK, sandals are amazing and socks with sandals are beautiful! But that's besides the point. What I really want to talk about is my family! My Family and I love love LOVE vacation! We are constantly traveling to Idaho or California. Last year we all got dasneyland annual passes and we had so much fun with them! We went to Disneyland maybe 20 or 25 times! I think spending fun quality time with your family, if done right, is essential to having a fun and (fancy free) happy family! I just love my family!...and disneyland....
Oh my goodness, 25 TIMES?!?! I haven't even gone ONCE! That is awesome! Also, yes, family is amazing!
DeleteWhoa, that's awesome! That seems like a great way to spend quality time with your family. I've always wanted to go to Disneyland, it seems fun!
DeleteThat's so awesome! Quality time is the best kind of time to spend with family.
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ReplyDeleteI wake up as the sun rises, shining through the large, sliding glass doors directly across from the squishy, forest green, leather couch that is my bed. Out the doors I see Mt. Timpanogos standing tall and brilliant in all its purple glory. Provo stretches out beneath me in the valley, from cute little brick houses to the stadium of fire. As I sit up on my couch, a smell reaches me, a familiar scent. Blended with the smell of old leather, fresh flowers, and the smell of 8 children playing long ago while their mother plays on the piano, comes a smell of a delicious breakfast. I walk into the floral walled kitchen to find a kindly old woman laying out a plate filled with heart shaped waffles topped with berries and maple syrup, accompanied by a tall glass of orange juice. I've always loved sleepovers with Grandma.
This is absolutely lovely, you can feel the came of what you are writing about. Great work!
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I love the words you used to describe what you saw! you painted a wonderful picture in my mind.
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ReplyDeleteYesterday, when I went to church, I didn't go to my ward, I went to my brothers ward for my niece's baby blessing. My niece's name is Mae Lynn Fadely. She is adorable, and she looked Even more cute in her blessing dress! I am so thankful for my new niece!
That is so cool that you have a niece! That is such great privilege. Thanks for your slice Abby!
DeleteThat's awesome! I have a nephew and he's so adorable and I will have a niece here soon! I'm so excited! Loved your slice.
DeleteI like your slice of life Abby. It's very cute and it makes me think of my new niece.
DeleteThat is always so cool to have a new niece. Know what is really cool? I just went to my nephew's blessing yesterday!!
DeleteMy mom is so amazing! When we ride in the car with just us, sometimes we will turn on Adele and just rock out and sing along. We laugh a lot and I feel super happy when we do fun things like that together. I love my mom and she does so much for me.
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome! I love the relationship with my mom too! Thats great you have that connection with her. Love your post.
DeleteAnthony M. 4th period, Academy.
DeleteIs that what I heard? Today when I was walking into school you were getting out of your car and I heard music blaring from your car! I just kinda thougb, "Just another weird Elise thing..."
That's really sweet Elise. I'm glad you love your mom. Imagine if you didn't have that bond with your mom. You would have know to share experiences with.
DeleteOh sorry I meant now one to share your experiences with
DeleteHaha, WOW Tony. :) The music that you heard was Piano Guys, since we had run out of the Adele songs we liked before we reached the school. :p Thanks for all your comments guys!
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ReplyDeleteBooks are escapism. We read 5 words on the first page of a really good novel and we forget that we are reading printed words on a page. We begin to see images. I love to reading It's a way to escape the troubles of human life and become absorbed in someone elses world. Reading is my go-to thing. If I'm upset or angry or just need to get away from everything I pick up a book and get lost in the pages. Books are proof that humans can do magic.
Totally agree! I love the way you described getting lost in a good book. I know the feeling well! :)
DeleteThat is so accurate! I love books!!!
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ReplyDeleteSorry. Ignore those typos. I'm totally out of it today. :)
On Saturday my sister, Makayle came running in the house. “Mom help me. The little dogs are locked in the car.” She was going to take all three of our dogs on a hike with her. She put the little dogs in her car first then went out back to get the big dog. She accidently left her one and only set of keys on the front seat. While she was gone the little dogs locked her doors. Those scoundrels! Just as she was entering full melt down mode over the imaginary life threatening situation, her sister and brother-in-law drove up from Logan. They proceeded to help figure out a solution and just for the heck of it they tried their set of keys in my sisters’ car. You won’t believe this but their car keys opened Makayle’s car! Doggies are saved.
ReplyDeleteGreat story. I was on the edge of my seat.😅
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ReplyDeleteThe sun kissed the pavement as the world stopped moving if only for a moment in time.
Exhaust fumes caught in my lungs but could not stifle my enjoyment of the drive at hand.
The soft pastels of a sunset hold within my heart and keep a smile on my lips as the world sways past as if time itself ran to catch us on the every shifting wind.
Today I heard that Payton Manning retired. I was so glad that he did. I was so concerned that he wouldn't retire because he loves the game. I didn't wont him to have his legacy tarnished because of a last season 25 picks and 8 TDs and goes out on the bottom.
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ReplyDeleteToday is the first day that my mind has been blank on what to write for my slice. So I will write about what just happened. I asked my sister to hand me my water bottle from the table and she threw it at me. I promptly failed to catch it. The top fell off and water poured all over my blanket, computer, and phone. My computer and phone are fine after being dried off, but my blanket is now cold and wet. So now I must go to bed with a wet blanket, but at least I'm hydrated.
This was truly a beautiful moment of your life. Heh, I totally feel it. Sisters...-,-
DeleteSamuel and Catherine frolicked outside, a typical summer day. These children's existence included vivid ideas as well as fun and happiness. They were always doing something, good or bad. Rarely did they sit still, unless they happened to be conspiring about something. On this particular day, they walked together in the backyard of their house, barefoot and oblivious to the sharp rocks and thorns that relentlessly pierced their feet. They spotted a few roughly 7 by 4 ft slabs of wood which casually sat around. Naturally, they determined to build an amazing bike ramp. They work for many days, this project being the reason they woke up in the morning. They combined their small muscles and bright ideas and the ramp was a success... well, almost. It was of decent craftsmanship for young children as far as it made it, but sadly, Catherine tripped on the boards one day and badly sprained her arm, delaying any further work for a time.
ReplyDeleteWell, that's all the time we have for now folks, thanks for joining us this evening.
Anthony M. 4th period, Academy.
ReplyDelete"I have a strawberry phosphate…" And so it begins. I halt the proceedings, offering a route which will hopefully improve my prospects with her in the future, even if it may negatively affect my wallet. With a Slow, stuttering start, the conversation begins. I nearly dodge failure several times, I'm putting a lot on the line. Cold condensation condensation makes the ice cream-soda bottle slippery in my hands . All the sudden the stools which we perch upon seem to close, I stand to hopefully put enough distance between us to fit all the awkwardness. Things that have been running through my mind for years are suddenly loose in the room and I grab her hand to keep her from floating away. The inequality of loose emotions is balanced. I invited to join me on the way back to some form of normalcy.
Hmm... Who is "She"? :p I loved reading this post! You're writing really makes me think about symbolism and metaphor. The way you wrote this made it sound like you were on a date... but I don't think that's what you were talking about. I'll need to think more about this one. :)
DeleteI love school! I love that you get to see your friends and all the fun memory's you make at school. The one thing that I dislike about school is the homework that you get. I wish I had a dog so if I forgot my homework I could say "my dog ate it!" But that'll never happen,I keep my homework in my backpack or locker if I finished it already. I'M GOING ON TRIAL! LESS HOMEWORK FOR EVERYONE!
ReplyDeleteSAVE THE TREES! NO MORE HOMEWORK! :P. This make me think of those two weeks we had like 10 tests in. It was fine the first 2-3 test, but I got so sick of the constant tests. Luckily we are done with that.
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ReplyDeleteI have some serious battle wounds from play practice! We are supposed to do a cool knee spin thingie in one of our dances and I have bruises the size of a grapefruit on each knee from practicing it so much!! Looks like I'll be wearing maxi skirts until June because my knees are so hideous!:( But other than that, I am having a lot of fun in this play. ;)
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ReplyDeleteThe flu can make you sick even if you don't have it. My brother got sick last night and I was up with him the entire night. He didn't stop expelling stuff from his stomach till about 5 in the morning. So, this morning I felt sick because I had about 2 hours of sleep.
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ReplyDeleteI love my friends! And it turns out that my best friends are my in my family. More specifically my cousins! They make me a better person whenever I'm around them! We are always excited to visit each other when we are in the same state. Yesturday my cousin came to the resort we were staying in, and it was a great day! We went to the pool in 30 degree weather, made a lot of YouTube videos, and went sledding! It was a great day but it was disappointing when we had to drop my cousins back home! I am so grateful to have such great cousins, that double as my best friends!
I love when family members do the double-duty of friendship as well. Thanks for sharing!
DeleteToday is my aunt's Birth Day! Unfortunately she wasn't having a good day, but she got a great surprise when her sister drove out with her family from Texas. I realize this isn't really about my life, but it was involved in my life. xD Hope that counts.
ReplyDeleteI am going to be honest, I have no idea what to write about. My life is so boring and I literally have nothing going on, ever. Right now I'm sitting in bed doing my schoolwork, riveting yeah? Also, I checked my email earlier, that's pretty exciting. I watched Netflix today. I guess I can talk about that. Netflix is pretty awesome. It helps me when I can't sleep at night, I binge watch like crazy. That's probably not a good thing, haha.
ReplyDeleteThat is why you type about random stuff that you think about.😎
DeleteToday I watched the scariest thing I have ever seen. It was the 9th and 10th episodes of supernatural. I am 90% sure I cried.
ReplyDeleteYou know timezones can be very very confusing. Especially when you've never left the western hemisphere before. The first week I got to France I slept everyday and was awake every night I never really did end up fixing my sleeping schedule until I went to Paris the first time. But then that still sucked and got be extremely tired. But now I guess I'm with this timezone now. But it's gonna suck when I head back home. Especially since I may end up sleeping in class :P
ReplyDeleteI work at Mr. Hotshine car wash so if you need your car cleaned come through. I like working there with my friends. I love getting a dirty car and making it look really clean on the inside. Cleaning is therapeutically helpful to me.
ReplyDeleteN class today we were talking about literary devices. We were discussing personification and realized that it has two words perfectly spelled. Person, I , fiction, it's so cool and doesn't sound the same if you say it like that. Personification: the practice of attaching human traits to animate objects.
ReplyDeleteThat's an awesome realization. It's mind boggling when you notice that stuff.
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ReplyDeleteIts everywhere
But at the same time, no where.
Where is it?
On a virtual machine
Where should it be?
Coming out of our mouths.
How do we achieve this?
We don’t.
The sad reality of the modern day. I’d like to think we can change this. ~ Inspired by F451
MaKenna Moses
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Wow, this is really good. I love the way you set this up. It flows beautifully, and the message is clear. You used the perfect words to describe which helped keep it concise. I really just love this! Well done!!
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ReplyDeleteWe all have trials. I have been trying to overcome this one trial and today I'm not doing so good at it. It's so frustrating when you try really hard and then satan decides cause you are having a bad day to hit you really hard with temptations and you mess up, because you had a weak moment. I wish he would just leave me alone. I don't want anything to do with him now or ever.
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ReplyDeleteRecently, I went to a Shark cage tour. First I went on a fair size boat, it was going so fast that I thought I was going to fly off. I held the cold iron bar on the side of boat like the iron rod. Twenty minutes elapsed, we were in deep water. The captain of the ship said that long ago a crab merchant threw extra crabs for the sharks. Every time a boat comes the sharks hear the boat, goes to the boat to have free food. We got in the cage, and surprising I wasn’t scared because I was scared that the sharks would smell my fear. I stayed away from the edges of tank, but then a shark turned around approaching the shark cage getting closer and closer then… It turned around from the cage then I got out of the cage then we had a smooth ride home.
I want to talk about something totally random, Today I want to talk about drum roll please cords that's right folks cords you can have them to connect your I pads to your other I pads Its great you don't even need a windmill to power your I pads.
ReplyDeleteI'm just joking but seriously cords are cool there are music chords and guitar cords and cords that light on fire and cords that are fire resistant and cords that make shoe laces.
hahaha chords and cords are cool.
DeleteMaKenna Moses
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I walk into the bathroom and the lights were off. Panic ran though my veins after I look down to the ground and see the abomination. The cockroach. It sits there. In just a few seconds, multiple thoughts run though my mind of how to remedy this issue. Immediately, I weigh the options. Turn on the light and risk it running in my direction and overtop of my foot or squash it and have to deal with the gross popping of guts that occurs? Without any more thought I impulsively turn on the lights. Laying there is a wadded up hair tie. Crisis averted.
a flick of a switch
ReplyDeletea press of a button
an electronic current flowing though wires
information sent wirelessly in seconds
seconds go by in the tick of a clock
with the rotation of many gears so much effort to make the timing right
digital makes no mistakes if and only if connected to the internet
the internet is a web of vast knowledge that has an end
God's knowledge has no end it is infinite
you are probably wondering when i will finish and i say now i will
Christian chan DE 4th period
So, back in February, I was at Basketball practice and tries to catch the ball. (it was either a rebound or a pass... I can't remember.) and I jammed my left middle, ring, and pinkie fingers. My ring finger immediately started swelling up and turning purple, but I thought nothing of it and continued with the last hour and a half or so of practice. I couldn't move my finger very much because it got so swollen, and the next day I went to an Orthopedist. Turns out, I either sprained or fractured it, but the way to treat it was the same. I used medical tape to tape my ring finger to my middle finger. It should have healed in 2 weeks if it was a sprain, but it would be extended to a month if i still played with my hand. I couldn't leave Basketball! I was one of the starting players, and the tallest on the team! I played on it anyway. Well, it's been a month, and my finger still hurts pretty bad, so we're thinking it's a fracture. It took a while to get used to seemingly having 4 fingers on one hand, but now it's going to be weird to have 5 again!
ReplyDeletePictures are a wonderful gift. They are a way to re-live special moments or even the simple events of everyday life. In FamilySearch, there are hundreds of names of our ancestors. They are special to read, but when a photo accompanies the name, I feel a true connection to my ancestors. We are so blessed to have taking pictures readily available. Just a century ago, it was a big deal to get your picture taken, and it took a lot of money, effort, and sometimes traveling. Now, we have smartphones that we can whip out and snap any moment that comes our way. What a gift.
ReplyDelete2 days ago I went to my basketball tournament and we lost are first game but we still made it to the championship we lost the championship game.
ReplyDeleteI love when you read a book and can feel different things while reading it.
ReplyDeleteHappiness, sadness, excitement, hope, and absolute devastation when half of your OPT dies.
It makes the whole story come alive to me. Like I'm actually part of the story.
These are the books you can read when you just need a break from your life.
I'm grateful for the talented authors who write books like these.
I'm very grateful for all my friends and family who are always there for me!!! its comforting to know someone is always there for me.
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I recently got my Mission call, crazy, right? I’m going to the Trinidad Port of Spain Mission, Spanish speaking. I enter the MTC on June 1st and I can’t wait to get to work. The feeling is so weird. Pretty much since I was born I have been working up to this moment, you know, “I Hope They Call Me On A Mission!” They start you really young. So this is just really weird to me that it is finally here. I know where I’m going, what language I’ll be speaking and it doesn’t feel real. The only thing I am afraid about for my mission is that it is going to end too soon. I don’t want the time to fly by leaving me in the dust wondering what happened. Aside from that, I cannot wait to get to my mission and Preach the Gospel of our Lord an Savior Jesus Christ.
On April 30th 2011 I was at a meeting.... the meeting before my baptism. They gave us mouse traps and told us to be righteous so that we don't get trapped but Satan. My dad was next to me because he was going to baptize me, he showed me how to use the mouse trap and i kept playing with it in the meeting then snap right on my thumb I felt like crying but tried to keep it cool. out in the hall after i got called to go to the font to get baptized my aunt said she saw what happened I was embarrassed but had to go get ready and dressed for the baptism so i left then i got baptized and had a good feeling in my heart.
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ReplyDeleteI woke up this morning, grabbed my history reading and read a page or two before I got ready for school. after I was ready I went downstairs to the basement to see if my brother, who takes me to school every morning, if he was out of the shower. when I saw my other brother, Sam. I asked him what he was doing here (his school starts at 7:45pm), and he said it he didn't have school today!
Sounds like a good day.
DeleteToday I came pretty close to achieving a goal of mine. I'm one move away from sending my first V5. For those of you who don't rock climb, we grade our climbs on a various difficulty scales. One of those scales is the V-scale. It goes from V0-V15. V15 being nearly impossible. Most people who don't climb more than once or twice a week get stuck around V2. I set a goal when I first started climbing; I wanted to be consistently climbing in the V5-V6 range. While I'm not quite there yet, I am only one move from sending (A climber's word for completing) my first V5. 6 months ago I was struggling to climb V1 and V2 routes, so seeing this improvement is really encouraging and motivates me to work harder. I know I'm not quite climbing at that level, but I hope to be soon.
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Aghhh I need a car!! I've had my drivers license for over a year, but have been driving my mother's van around. I didn't mind it at first cause I had freedom! I could drive! But now it's just awkward and I can't help but be embarrassed when I go to pick up my friends from school in a big family van..Lol
ReplyDeleteSo guys it’s another beautiful day, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, the wind is blowing and the best part of the day is… I HAVE COOKIES! Cookies can make the worst day amazing and the best day better. Cookies are a heavenly food.
ReplyDeleteA tradition that we have always had as a family is that once a week our parents will take one of the kids on a “date” it’s not a real date but we go and do something fun with each other. It is a chance that we have to do something with our parents and just talk with them and have a good time.
ReplyDeleteMy Nana is moving from Oklahoma to the town I live in, Pearland Texas. I am so excited! She is a very crafty person and she will be here just in time for the summer. I have a list of things I want to do with her probably 5 pages long, and I'm still coming up with more ideas. When she settles in I want to see if I can part time live there because I love and have missed her so much.
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