This is the story I wrote from the Vanguard Writing Class prompt, "The Hole Waist Deep." I wrote it with a beat, sort of like a poem, but with little rhyming. Enjoy! :)
Dirty Trick
By Jemison Stripes
My sister told me to dig a hole, she said I'd get to China.
So I started out, just my shovel and I, and my dog decided to join me.
Dig--dig--dig! I thought to myself. Digging and digging to China!
My curly blond hair became a big mess as the dirt flew all around.
My dog became spotted with brown mushy mud. Quickly my skin was turned dark.
I was proud of myself as I kept going down. Deeper and deeper I got.
'Til fin'ly I felt I couldn't get out, but I didn't care, no way!
Determined to make it to China one day, I shoveled more and more.
Then suddenly, the sun went out! I didn't know what to do.
Until my mom's voice came from above, shouting angrily, too.
"Cooper Matthew Davis, what on earth have you done to the yard?!"
That's how my adventure ended, my mom scrubbing dirt from my hair.
I knew then that I had been tricked. My sister would get it someday!
The End!
-Jemison Stripes
Friday, April 19, 2013
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
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We love hearing your stories in class! Feel free to post your stories on the blog so that we can all read them!
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Leadership Inspirement
This is my inspirement for Leadership Academy Master Class:
I Will Persist
Without Exception
By: Isaiah Pack
In 1858, a man was defeated in his
run for U.S. Senate. Now, this happens all the time, but you may want to know
that it was this man’s eighth time he had been defeated in an election. As he
realized his defeat, this man thought back to about twenty-seven years earlier,
when all had been going well for him. He’d had a decent job, he’d had direction
in his life, and he’d had a future. Nothing could go wrong for him—but
everything did. After losing his job, he failed in business. On top of that,
his fiancé died, and he had suffered a nervous breakdown, and he had been
rejected for a land officer position. Now, I don’t know about you, but if I was
that man in 1858, I would have quit. But this man had the persistence not to.
Abraham Lincoln was elected
president of the United States
in 1860, and in office, he freed the slaves, won the Civil War, and kept
together a nation that was falling apart. If Lincoln
would have quit that day in 1858, we likely would not be a United
States , and slavery would probably still be
common and acceptable in our society today. Even after his election and
successes, Lincoln bore many
failures. More than one of his sons died, he was despised and criticized by
many, and was assassinated in 1865. But Lincoln
kept going, and he undoubtedly changed the world forever.
Of course, we have all had failures.
Lucille Ball, who later became the first woman to run a major television
studio, was once dismissed from drama school because she was “too shy”. Thomas
Edison was called crazy as he tried over two-thousand times before finally
inventing the first incandescent light bulb. Michael Jordan was cut from his
high-school basketball team, only to later become the most talented basketball
player of all time. Walt Disney, who won seven Emmy Awards and twenty-two
academy awards, was once fired from a newspaper company for “lacking
imagination”. Any person who has been successful in this world has failed more
than once. The only people who do not fail are those who do not live. Now, you
may be thinking, why am I talking so much about failure? Why does failure even
matter? Well, you’re right. It doesn’t. What matters is what we do because of
failure.
The book we read this month for
Vanguard was called “The Traveler’s Gift” by Andy Andrews. In this book, a
fictional character named David Ponder is taken on a journey to see several
people from world history. The last person David meets on this journey is the
angel Gabriel, who talks to David about persistence. From the angel, David
learns that being persistent means having faith that all will be well and that
faith is the key to persistence. He learns that giving up does not create any
positive results, and that the only way to have success in life is to be persistent.
I myself find, in my personal life,
that persistence is the best way to go when I am having a hard time. What
especially helps me is seeing others persist and succeed. Robert Frost once
said, “The best way out is always through.” I have seen in my life that this is
so true. There is no way to success through any shortcut or easy way. You have
to work for what you get, and persistence without exception is an important key
to success.
From the mouth of many other
witnesses this principle has been taught. Winston Churchill put it like this: “Success
is stumbling from failure to failure with no loss of enthusiasm.” James A.
Michener said, “Character consists of what you do on the third and fourth
tries.” Jesus Christ even taught this principle by teaching, “But he that shall
endure unto the end, the same shall be saved.”
I would like to tell another story about a man who possessed
the virtue of persistence. Steve Jobs lived not too long ago, and in case you
aren’t aware, he was the co-founder of the company called Apple. Jobs came out
with his first attempt at a business computer in 1980, and it was called the
Apple III. It came into the market with countless issues, and it was abandoned
a few years later. Next, Jobs tried “Lisa” in ’83, but at ten-thousand dollars,
barely anyone could afford it. The list of attempts and fails goes on and on
for Jobs, but not once did he give up trying to design a computer that would
work.
Look at what has happened now because of Steve Jobs. Apple is
thriving, earning so much money each day that it is hard to count. The
technology that Jobs has helped discover is hard to imagine. At the time of
Jobs’ death, he had owned an estimated net worth of seven billion dollars. How
much more successful can you be? However, none of this would have come about if
it hadn’t been for persistence. It has been proved time and time again that
with persistence, one cannot fail, and one cannot succeed without it.
I would like to encourage you. When you feel sad, depressed,
or you just feel like a failure, always remember persistence. Remember people
like Thomas Edison, Abraham Lincoln, Walt Disney, and Steve Jobs. Remember all
of the failures that they had, and remember how they persisted. Always remember
that because of persistence, they found success. That is how I know that
persistence is one of the most important keys to success.
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Isaiah Pack Story for Writing Class
Hi guys, here is my story that I wrote for writing class. Sorry that it's really weird:
There
once was a man named Robert Pettit, who had a dog named Murda. Rob (that was
what he liked to be called) was very fond of animals, but not very fond of
people. He was retired at seventy-two years of age and he had never been
married. His dog, Murda, was fairly young (for a dog), because she had been
recently purchased after the death of Rob’s fifteen-year old dog, Joe. Rob and
Murda lived in a fairly large house about twenty miles outside of Portland , Oregon .
One
day at about noon , Rob went out to feed his dog when a he witnessed a giant
bird clasp Murda in its talons and fly off into the woods. Rob desperately
tried to run after it, but it was of no use. Rob wasn’t the runner that he used
to be, and there was no way he could have even traveled at half the speed the
bird was. However, Rob ran. He ran as fast as he could (which wasn’t very
fast), straight into the woods. Pretty soon, Rob could not see the bird at all,
but was just running in the direction he had last seen the bird go. Rob panted
and slowed down, but never stopped. He kept going, because he loved Murda.
Suddenly, a protruding root tripped Rob, who fell down, hitting his head on a
stone and going unconscious.
Now,
it just so happened that there were two children, brother and sister, named
Damian and Lilly. These siblings lived nearby, and they often liked to run into
the adventurous forest to play their games. As they were playing in the forest,
they saw the old man and stopped. Rob’s forehead was bleeding, but not at a
very fast rate. Damian, seeing the blood, instructed Lilly to run home as fast
as she could and get their father, who was outside weeding the garden.
Soon after Lilly left, the giant bird
landed right in front of Damian and Rob, put Murda on the ground, and prepared
to feast upon his lunch. Just before taking a bite, though, Damian caught the
bird’s eye. Seeing a bigger potential meal, the bird left Murda and moved
towards the stunned Damian. The fear in Damian’s eyes seemed to build the
bird’s confidence, so it took off toward Damian. The boy tried to run, but was
snatched up by the giant bird to be carried off as a snack.
Just in the nick of time, though,
Lilly appeared with her father, who leapt up and grabbed one of the giant bird’s
legs. Pulling it down, he was able to bring the bird to the ground. Damian
rolled out of its talons and hit the ground hard. Lilly scurried off to get
some of the family’s neighbors to help. As his father struggled with the bird,
Damian crawled over to Rob, who had been unconscious the whole time. The boy
got his handkerchief out of his pocket to stop the blood a little, even though
a lot of it was drying by now. Murda was also at Rob’s side, rubbing her nose
softly against the side of his head.
At this point, Lilly came back with
one of the neighbors, who had his handgun. There was, however, a problem. The
neighbor did not want to hurt Lilly’s father (who was struggling with the bird)
in the process of stopping the bird. As he attempted to aim around Lilly’s
father to shoot, Lilly screamed, which frightened him and he unintentionally
pulled the trigger. The next thing he knew, the bird and Lilly’s father were
both on the ground.
Both the neighbor and Lilly rushed
over to him, but fortunately he got up and declared that he was fine. Then, all
three acknowledged Damian and Rob, who were on the forest floor nearby. After
seeing the condition of the old man, the neighbor rushed home to give a call to
the paramedics, who were there shortly. It took many days of sleeping in a
coma, but Rob was eventually okay, and he was happily reunited with his dog.
Because of this experience, Rob made friends with his neighbors, and became a
people-person. If you asked any of his neighbors now, they would all agree that
he is the social butterfly of the neighborhood. For the rest of his life, Rob
enjoyed being around and talking to others, especially Lilly and Damian.
Through all this, though, he never neglected his beloved Murda.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
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Hi Everyone!
Could all of you reply to this letting me know whether or not you can post on this blog? So far I haven't seen posts from any of you, so please let me know soon! :)
-Jemison Stripes
Could all of you reply to this letting me know whether or not you can post on this blog? So far I haven't seen posts from any of you, so please let me know soon! :)
-Jemison Stripes
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