People can consider winners to be the people that beat everyone else or the people that get the most out of what they are doing. What do you think? I think winners are the people that do their best all of the time no matter what.
Sometimes the people that we think our winners are the people that strive over everyone and are the best. Usually these people are stuck up, rude, arrogant, and even hateful. They are just winning for the glory of themselves and not for the glory of God. When those types of winners lose they are definitely sore losers, so that makes everyone else not like them. Even though they are winning everything, I would not want to be this type of a winner.
They other types of winners are sweet, respectful, good doers, and kind. Even though they might not be magnificent at everything, they still have a good heart. They strive to do their best even though their best is sometimes not good enough. These people are truly winners because they have a smile on their face and they feel good about themselves.
Neither of these winners are bad people. One is just nicer and more content than the other. What kind of winner are you?
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Writer's Notebook... Persuasion
Kids our age usually try to persuade their parents to give them whatever they want. Most even have their parents "under their spell" to the extent that if the kid throws a tantrum then the parents will give in and give them what they want.
When I was younger, I never had crying fits when I could not get my way because that simply did not work. My mother would never give in. She is just as hard headed as I am. I tried a couple times, but after that, since crying did not work, I quit whining about what I could not have. I guess I was not as good as persuading my parents as other kids were.
Now that I am older, I have gotten better at persuading my parents to let me hang out with friends or whatever else I want to do. I usually persuade them to believe that I have all my homework done. I usually do, but occasionally I have to persuade them that I have all my work and chores done.
Persuasion is a powerful method and can be used in good and bad ways, but for kids persuasion is usually good.
When I was younger, I never had crying fits when I could not get my way because that simply did not work. My mother would never give in. She is just as hard headed as I am. I tried a couple times, but after that, since crying did not work, I quit whining about what I could not have. I guess I was not as good as persuading my parents as other kids were.
Now that I am older, I have gotten better at persuading my parents to let me hang out with friends or whatever else I want to do. I usually persuade them to believe that I have all my homework done. I usually do, but occasionally I have to persuade them that I have all my work and chores done.
Persuasion is a powerful method and can be used in good and bad ways, but for kids persuasion is usually good.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Writer's notebook... Commitments
The athletes that compete at the Olympic level give up regular life styles. They have to spend long hours everyday practicing and working hard. They might not get to see their family often. To me that would mean total commitment and dedication to the sport.
Another commitment that is closely related to being an Olympic athlete is being married. Someone who is married might have to change his or way of life to make the other person happy. The husband may not like his wife's relatives, but is willing to visit with them just to make her happy.
Couples fight a lot and may come to the thought of divorce, but if they are really committed, just like Olympic athletes are to their sport, the couple will find a rational solution to make them both happy. Being an Olympic athlete is difficult but so is being married.
Another commitment that is closely related to being an Olympic athlete is being married. Someone who is married might have to change his or way of life to make the other person happy. The husband may not like his wife's relatives, but is willing to visit with them just to make her happy.
Couples fight a lot and may come to the thought of divorce, but if they are really committed, just like Olympic athletes are to their sport, the couple will find a rational solution to make them both happy. Being an Olympic athlete is difficult but so is being married.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
City of Bones (485 pages)
Cassandra Clare's City of Bones grabbed me and pulled me into the world of warlocks and the stunning secrets of the Shadowhunters.
Clary Fray is an ordinary girl living with her mom in New York City. She has a normal life and a normal friend named Simon, or so she thought. Clary's world turns upside down one evening when her and Simon go to the Pandemonium Club. There she first meets the Shadowhunters. They have odd markings on them and one of them draws her attention, his name is Jace. With his golden-hair and gorgeous body, Clary is drawn to him and is forced to go with the Shadowhunters when her mother is taken by a demon and she is too attacked by one.
Through all their adventures, Clary finds out that she is also a Shadowhunter just like her mother. Clary and Jace have to go save Clary's mom,Jocelyn, and stop Valentine as he tries to kill all downworlders. Clary also finds out more secrets about her and her family! To find out what they are read City of Bones.
Clare did an excellent job on all the detail in this book. I can picture the Bone City and all the battles Clary and Jace have. I can picture everything in my mind and that made the book more enjoyable. I look forward to reading the next two books in the Mortal Instrumental Series. Will you read them too?
Clary Fray is an ordinary girl living with her mom in New York City. She has a normal life and a normal friend named Simon, or so she thought. Clary's world turns upside down one evening when her and Simon go to the Pandemonium Club. There she first meets the Shadowhunters. They have odd markings on them and one of them draws her attention, his name is Jace. With his golden-hair and gorgeous body, Clary is drawn to him and is forced to go with the Shadowhunters when her mother is taken by a demon and she is too attacked by one.
Through all their adventures, Clary finds out that she is also a Shadowhunter just like her mother. Clary and Jace have to go save Clary's mom,Jocelyn, and stop Valentine as he tries to kill all downworlders. Clary also finds out more secrets about her and her family! To find out what they are read City of Bones.
Clare did an excellent job on all the detail in this book. I can picture the Bone City and all the battles Clary and Jace have. I can picture everything in my mind and that made the book more enjoyable. I look forward to reading the next two books in the Mortal Instrumental Series. Will you read them too?
Sunday, January 24, 2010
The Arts
There are many different forms of art. For example, there are the fine arts like painting and sculpting, but there is also multimedia and photography. There are many different types of art. I enjoy the fine arts.
At my school you can only take two years of the fine arts. I do not like that because I am taking art II this year and I am only a sophomore. That means that I have two more years in high school with no art classes. Do you think my school should offer another year of art? I do. I might want to have a career in art, but I would have a disadvantage. Lots of kids at my school are taking art II now that still have another year or two left in high school and they too want more art classes. My school has talked about having some more art classes and I hope that plan carries out.
There are many great colleges for the arts, but the best are usually in New York. Here is a link to a good site about New York colleges.
Are you someone who is interested in the arts? Would you like to go to college in New York for art? Well if so then this is a good blog to be reading.
At my school you can only take two years of the fine arts. I do not like that because I am taking art II this year and I am only a sophomore. That means that I have two more years in high school with no art classes. Do you think my school should offer another year of art? I do. I might want to have a career in art, but I would have a disadvantage. Lots of kids at my school are taking art II now that still have another year or two left in high school and they too want more art classes. My school has talked about having some more art classes and I hope that plan carries out.
There are many great colleges for the arts, but the best are usually in New York. Here is a link to a good site about New York colleges.
Are you someone who is interested in the arts? Would you like to go to college in New York for art? Well if so then this is a good blog to be reading.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
When I took a stand......
Many people are sometimes afraid to say what the are really thinking. Sometimes that is not always a good thing because by you just saying what your thinking or what is really true could change someones life.
Sometimes not saying anything at all and just doing the right things can be seen as taking a stand.
During the summer I went to a church camp that I go to every year. I have tons of friends there, but some of them are not very smart and like to do idiotic things that I do not approve of. Since this is a church camp, I try to keep my actions on the right track. Well one of the girls there said that she looked up to me because I never gave into doing the stupid activities the other kids did, like making fun of other people there or not listening to the adults. Even though I did not realize I was taking a stand, someone was still touched by my actions. The girl said that I inspired her to follow God, which made me feel great.
Just by doing something simple like doing the Godly thing can be seen as taking a stand. That girl has become one of my bestfriends and I am glad I did not give into peer preasure and was able to be a role model in someones life.
Sometimes not saying anything at all and just doing the right things can be seen as taking a stand.
During the summer I went to a church camp that I go to every year. I have tons of friends there, but some of them are not very smart and like to do idiotic things that I do not approve of. Since this is a church camp, I try to keep my actions on the right track. Well one of the girls there said that she looked up to me because I never gave into doing the stupid activities the other kids did, like making fun of other people there or not listening to the adults. Even though I did not realize I was taking a stand, someone was still touched by my actions. The girl said that I inspired her to follow God, which made me feel great.
Just by doing something simple like doing the Godly thing can be seen as taking a stand. That girl has become one of my bestfriends and I am glad I did not give into peer preasure and was able to be a role model in someones life.
Take a stand!
Lots of people are always saying to stand up for what you believe in. I have rarely seen someone take a stand, but the few times I have have made me respect the person taking a stand.
One day at my school, there were a group of kids standing around this one younger and smaller boy. They were taunting him and calling him names. They were just being bullies. One of the boys in the group was not really saying much. He was standing there with a hurt look on his face and a little anger in his eyes. I was wondering why he might be angry. I stood there a little longer and watched the group of boys taunt the little boy some more, and then the boy with the hurt look on his face yelled stop. He told the boys that this was not the right thing to do and how would they feel if someone was messing with them.
That little boy that stood up to the group inspired me. He made me feel that no matter how big or small you are you can stand up for what you know is right. You hear that saying a lot, but when I saw the little boy yell stop, that really made think. The little boy showed no fear, and I try to do the same throughout my life.
One day at my school, there were a group of kids standing around this one younger and smaller boy. They were taunting him and calling him names. They were just being bullies. One of the boys in the group was not really saying much. He was standing there with a hurt look on his face and a little anger in his eyes. I was wondering why he might be angry. I stood there a little longer and watched the group of boys taunt the little boy some more, and then the boy with the hurt look on his face yelled stop. He told the boys that this was not the right thing to do and how would they feel if someone was messing with them.
That little boy that stood up to the group inspired me. He made me feel that no matter how big or small you are you can stand up for what you know is right. You hear that saying a lot, but when I saw the little boy yell stop, that really made think. The little boy showed no fear, and I try to do the same throughout my life.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)