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1. What Happens When People Don’t Don’t Do Their Job 2. The Tsunami 3. Island Dispute 4. How My Environment effected Me 5. Jumping Of A Trapeze 6. Main Ideas About Splat 7. Opinionated language (100)
What Happens When People Don’t do their Job.
When people don’t do their job, things happen. Bad things happen. I do my job, they do theirs, but of course the workers of Universal Singapore didn’t do their job and I might of died as a result. How would the world go on without me? The “Cobalt Roller-‐Coaster” coiled and plunged. “Come on!” Augustine shouted, “Coming, Sheesh can’t a girl look at the largest roller-‐coaster ever!”
“Actually I…” “I really don’t want to hear a another one of your I’m sooo cool
because I’m so brave story’s.” “I’m the reason you’re here.” “Whatever.” Augustine was still sopping wet from the Jurassic
Park Venture, while I ….was as dry as a rattlesnake’s throat in the middle of the desert. I took a fragment out of my delectable churro and sauntered past the big azure blinking nylon sign “CYLON… Choose your side.”
“Maya lets go!!!” Augustine pointed to the “Cobalt Roller Coaster”.
What should I do? Calm down… Don’t think about the gut wrenching plunge of death waiting to rip the flesh of your face. Don’t think about all the possible malfunctions. Don’t think about that one human who perished because his seat belt wasn’t on… Too late. What would you do? I plastered on a fake smile and paced toward the ride. I wasn’t about to look like a woos.
“Let’s go.” I stammered. “Express pass pleeeease.” An elevated, colorless woman, wearing a red and white suit asked for my express pass. I handed her the tattered piece of paper. She gave me a funny look.
“Why do we need two?” “ I don’t, the other one’s his.” I wiped my sugery hand on his coal shirt.
“HEY!” Augustine exclaimed. “Hi.” I replied. The pale women gave us a drooly stare and let us
go. We dashed through the line getting foul looks from the people waiting in the one-‐hour line. Finally, we ascended up the stairs. “I see the light.” I whispered.
“We all do.” Augustine retorted. Walking up the staircase was slow and difficult. I was quaking with fear, but I tried to hide it. Augustine took a glance at my quivering body. “Are you scared?” I couldn’t hold it in… “Yes, But how did you know?” He pointed to my ghost white knuckles clinging on to the steel banister. “Next please!” A plump bald man ushered for the people in front of us to move. Augustine and I stumbled up the shadowy stairs. The plump man shoved his grubby hand in front of us. “Your Next.” He grabbed my hand ignoring how I was trying to writhe free from his lewd grip. He smashed a “CYLON” stamp onto my hand. (Costumer service is so not his forte. This is an example of people not doing their job.) I politely asked, “Can I get the stamps all over my arms and face, please?” The fleshy man gave me a funny glance…(I get those a lot.) The thickset man lightly pressed the stamp on my arms and face. “Your up.” This is it… Augustine and I ambled to the plush red seats…the guy next to me seat was wet, EEEEWWWWW! I extended my arm, up grabbing the coal safety bar. Since I’m weak and frail I could only pull it half way down. “Uh-‐oh.” I exclaimed, the robotic voice echoed “The ride is staring in 10…” I nudged Augustine,
“Hey!” “HELP! My seat belt isn’t on properly.”
The robotic voice echoed “5…4…” Augustine and I yanked the seatbelt to my waist the moment the voice echoed “1… Have fun.” The roller coaster slowly chugged out of the safe house. “HELP. SOMEONE I NEED MY SEAT BELT ON!” The workers furiously pressed buttons but failed. “IM SO GOING TO PUT THIS ON COSTERMER SURVICE, YOU PEOPLE CAN’T DO YOUR JOB!” Augustine gave me a mischievous smile…
“You’ll tell them if you make it out alive.” “If I make it out, ill get yoUUUUUU…” The roller coaster lurched
below slowly ripping the skin from my flesh. (Let me tell you this, dying on a roller coaster with flesh being ripped of from your face is not a good thing… Ok maybe I was being honest it might have been a bit exaggerated.) I wrapped my arm around the metal bar, I clawed into my own skin. My flip-‐flop flew from my foot… wow that’s a tongue twister and it hit someone’s head. He had a hump on his head… that’s another tongue twister. It roller coaster looped and wound (trust me
its hard to hold and not pleasant.) Every thing was semi ok until I entered the mist tunnel. The mist made my grip slip; I was slowly skidding out of my seat like a slithery snake. The turbulent coaster flipped, and made an abrupt stop… upside down. (Oh my god, I’m going to die, I’m sure of it. Should I have a coffin? Wait I shouldn’t be thinking about that I’m 10!) During the short 10-‐second break the adrenaline rushed through my body, my blood pumped my body energizing me. I yanked down the safety belt and enjoyed the rest of the ride.
At the end I was OK but after all I’ve been through the only
piece of advice I can give you is… MAKE SURE YOU DO YOUR JOB.
A Watery Grave By: Maya Russell
The waves are calm
Do they know what’s wrong? No
Deep beneath it’s fuming Climbing up It’s fuming
It’s sprints towards the village Petrified faces The people run
Run The wave vigilantly gathers his victims
To add to his collection A little girl
Her tiny screech No one glances back
They know she’s perished Forever
THE WAVE ROARS Forever imprinted in their memories
And beats his fist RUN!
The wave is to fast There engulfed
They have perished Forever
In a watery cryptic grave
Island Dispute Japan, China, and Taiwan at war, a nuclear strike on Japan, the US navy involved? Death threats from all ends?? What is going on??!!! What do you think? Whose side are you on? This is a big situation… but all over a small group of islands? Lets find out the true story of this problem… The Chinese protesters are getting very violent. They believe that it “their” island and the Japanese stole it from them. They show their anger by; throwing rocks, bottles, eggs, and bricks at Japanese embassies, cars, and even people!! They are wearing Anti-‐Japanese logos, vandalizing photos of Japanese high authorities, sending death threats to the Japanese prim minister, and the worst of all, and ripping the Japanese flags. Here’s our own new reporter Kristi Deki for the news on the island dispute reporting from China. “PROTESTING IS OUT OF CONTROL! PEOPLE ARE BEING ARRESTED ON THE SPOT FOR PROTECTING THEIR PROPERTY! THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE ARE PARADING THE STREETS WITH DREADFUL SIGNS AND DEATH TREATS! WHO KNEW THAT THIS TINY ISLAND WOULD CAUSE THIS MUCH DISPUTE!” There are two sides of the story for the Chinese workers; some of the workers believe that “Japan is part of the problem we need to let them know it’s our island! “ China needs the oil and gas because they are the country that makes a lot of products and they own a lot of factories so in order to produce their elements, they need all the resources they can get, but some of the Chinese workman need the Japanese manufactures because that how they feed their families and provide for themselves. “Japan is one of our main business partners and most of the jobs come from
Japanese factories so why are we stressing our economy even more by fighting.” A Chinese fisherman exclaims, “The Daioyu islands belong to us. We sailed the around the island many times and discovered it in the 14th century, so why are we not the owners? We evidently are a big country and China has one of the biggest populations in whole world. Clearly we have the most to provide for. Adding to that the Daioyu islands are a pretty big fishing area so we need that to feed the people. It’s clear the islands belong to us.”
A Chinese fisherman named BuBu proclaims, “This is an outrage! We have the right to fish and for Japan to stop us. Vandalizing the Toyotas, Nissans and Hondas, vandalizing the Japanese flag and prim minister’s photo is what they deserve!” Let’s stay away form those angry protestors for a long time. Some believe that China is using the island dispute to resolve their World War 2 grudges and direct it off their economy failure. A Chinese historians says “the island is ours since we sailed the island during the 1400 hundreds” Now lets hear Taiwan’s part of the story… A Taiwanese official protests “We need the island since China has enough resources and Japan has help form the U.S we need the island most.” Taiwanese local fisherman says, “This is an outrage! The Japanese navy has been blasting my boat with the most unusual thing… WATER CANNONS!!! One of the major problems of this situation is that the island is a key fishing spot for the Taiwanese.” A Taiwanese protester states, “The Island is ours because geographically it’s around 75 miles from our “Island”. Another protester states, “The children all agree with us and
since we believe that the island is ours, the children should protest with us.” As you can see, it looks as if Taiwan thinks that no one would harm a child, no one would so the protestors use the children to do their dirty work. Surprisingly with all this commotion Japan has managed to stay calm. A Japanese official declares “ We bought the Senkaku islands, China is just trying to use this to distract the fact that their economy isn’t doing well at all. Taiwan just wants the island for the fishing rights since that their fishing hotspot. Clearly the island is OURS.” The Japanese prim minister is very firm in his speech he sends a message to the Taiwanese and the Chinese that the Senkaku islands belong to Japan. A Japanese historian announces, "We bought the Senkaku Islands, we surveyed the islands since the late 19th century and the Americans administered the island till the 1972 and hand overed the islands to us. China is just using this crises to resolve their World War 2 grudges.” The funny thing is was that when Japan surveyed the island in the late 19th century the claimed it belonged to nobody. A Japanese worker exclaims, “Since China has shut down multiple of the Japanese factories that are located in China, we are losing more than 10% of our manufactured production.” A local Japanese fisherman called Mr. Sakamoto says “ Yes, Hello, I feel we really shouldn’t go to war over some silly islands, we own them anyway. Even though the islands are a fishing hotspot and I’m a fisherman, I have a brain. I mean, I hope Japan get’s the islands, but their said to be a nice oil preserve in the area and definitely nice fishing spots. Even though I haven’t visited the area yet I won’t until all this commotion ha settled down.”
The U.S are starting to get involved in this escalating crisis “If any country pass the Japanese territorial border we have to get involved. We really don’t need another country hating us since our nation is split between the presidential election.” We hope that this island dispute doesn’t get any farther than this, Let’s hope that they share the island before this escalates into a something bigger. This is Maya, Kristi and Young Signing off.
How Has your Environment Affected You?
Travel, travel, travel… You may ask how can I sustain friends?
I’ll tell you. I grew up in many different countries. It all started in Brazil, then I migrated to America for 2 months, therefor Hong-‐Kong for 4 years. Then Thailand for 6 years and now Japan for the foreseeable future. It was always familiar to talk to new people and throw myself out there (metaphorically and literally.) Which resulted in friends. Let me break it down (Confident friendly people + Confident friendly person = FRIENDS). I strained to be a kind person who was nice to every one, but honestly that didn’t last long… Certain people who were picking on me or other people didn’t last long on Maya’s List of friends. (I don’t really have a list, weird.) Being my self and standing up for people helped me solidify relationships with my true friends. (I know it sound cheesy, but it’s true.) So to sum up my story, you just be your self and stay true to your friends therefor you have true friends in no time
Main Ideas About Splat 1. Bad kids eventually get in trouble.
a. They may get away a few times. b. But eventually get caught
2. Kids are bad because a. They want to get noticed b. They’re board c. They can’t compete they’re siblings d. They’re don’t want to reckoned with. e. They want to be cool f. They want low expectations if them selves g. They have family issues
3. Bad kids retaliate by… a. Cussing b. Destroying people property c. Taking out their anger towards other people d. Not listening to anyone e. Pushing Port-‐a-‐potties
4. Good Humor a. Kids like gross things (Pushing port-‐a-‐potties, Rotten tomato fights)
5. Bad kids are innovators by a. Locking the Portapotties with a pen
100 By: Maya Russell
Being tossed around like a piece of trash. Peoples
stinky hands touching me, I bet they don’t even wash! Children crumpling me and shoving me into their candy filled pockets. They don’t care that I have to be stuck with the moldy jolly rancher slowly melting away… invading my tiny space of sanity. Don’t get me started on those parents, handing me to their filthy children. People cram me into their dark crumbling wallets; it’s dark, hard to breath and… filthy.
The sight is horrifying just pitch black and occasionally
I have to touch the pennies… EEEWWW! Those idiots trade me for their lunch getting back 80 dollars back. HELLO I’M WORTH MORE THAN YOUR FILTHY FOOD I AM A HUNDRED DOLLARS!!! Every day I make a new home and make new friends, OH how I miss the 50 dollars, then I’m ripped from my home and traded for furniture or food. I have to be staked with the rest, touching the cold hard metal of my prison called “The Cash Register”. I feel disgusted the bloody butcher touching my silky skin. None of those filthy people say “Thank You”. But sometimes I feel flattered how people work, fight, bet or steal for me, probably because of my gorgeous face. I wish those people would understand it’s hard being a piece of cash, a wonder piece of cash the only problem is how I’m treated