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4/12: Cold

Posted by Kimberlea Talington in STORY-001 on
I have not slept well in 3 days
I can't breath through my nose
I keep having coughing attacks
I'm on 2 new meds

I'm very tired and I know I got a lot of work ahead of me once I get better...T.T
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Song on Repeat

Posted by Narcissa Haskins in STORY-002 on
Talking To The Moon Lyrics

I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
I want you back
I want you back
My neighbors think
I'm crazy
But they don't understand
You're all I have
You're all I have

Chorus:

At night when the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself

Talking to the Moon
Trying to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon

I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk of the town
They say
I've gone mad
Yeah
I've gone mad
But they don't know
what I know

Cause when the
sun goes down
someone's talking back
Yeah
They're talking back

Chorus:
http://www.elyricsworld.com/talking_to_the_moon_lyrics_bruno_mars.html

At night when the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the Moon
Trying to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon

Ahh Ahh,
Ahh Ahh,

Do you ever hear me calling?
Cause every night
I'm talking to the moon
Still trying to get to you

In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon

I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away​
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Modifications

Posted by Amber Housley in STORY-002 on
I've been feeling "different" for the past week. My perspective has changed significantly although, I can't determine whether this change is positive or not. I hope I'm not heading in an undesired direction. Maybe it's just that my "hidden" features are surfacing. It might be time to "open up".
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Save Me...911

Posted by Khalil Clark in WRLDHIST-003 on
My monologue is about the wars in Darfur, Sudan. The people in the country have it hard because they don't know if they'll be another death victim, so they fight for their lives. The government is corrupt. The president if Sudan, Omar al-Bashir does nothing to benefit his country. He contributes to the problems going on there. This war has been going on for years between north and south Sudan. It's only a matter of time before they get help.

Cast:

Villager

 

Act I, Scence I

 

Abkar

As I sit here in my village and watch my family sleep, I wonder if I’ll see them tomorrow. Everyday I’m fighting for my life, and I don’t know if I will live to see another day so I make the best of what I have. I run for duck and cover to prevent being seen by one of the Janjaweed men. If they saw me God knows what could happen. I feel like I’m being held hostage in my own country fighting for the right to live.

(Man sitting on the floor in his village in front of camera)

 

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The Vision That Brought Change

Posted by Charles Norman in WRLDHIST-003 on
The Vision Of Change- By Charles Norman

Charles Norman

Monologue Project

 



A man in a jail cell looking out the window thinking to himself.
            I’m sitting here in my cell and I’m thinking; how did I end up in here? I mean is this what people get for fighting against cruelty to humans. I was fighting for rights for all south Africans, “Equal Rights”. I felt relieved that people were actually by my side, and they were fighting with me, blacks and whites. We were people fighting for each other’s rights. If we people don’t fight for our rights then who will? I sit here and I feel confused everyday that I am in this jail cell. I don’t deserve this. I was doing the right thing, or was I? I mean are we supposed to do the wrong thing in this cruel world? Maybe it’s the opposite right is wrong and wrong is right. Either way I will keep faith, and I shall continue to fight for our rights, until things change. One day all South Africans will have “Equal Rights”. We must keep this fight going.


A girl laying down on her bed writing in her diary under her cover with a flash light.
            Dear Diary,
Its been a long time since I last talked to you, today I am writing to you today to inform you about my idol Nelson Mandela. He is in jail, and I wonder when is he is going to get out of jail. When he does could this mean that South Africans all over will be treated equally. I love that Nelson Mandela stands up for everyone in our country. His vision is a vision that can not be ignored. I’m only 9 years old, but I can get some adults involved, and we can start protest, just thinking about this makes me happy. I can make big signs, and we will stand outside of the jail, chanting let him free let him free. We will make sure that Nelson Mandela is set free out of jail. Thank You Diary You Gave Me Some Great Ideas, I will be back later I have to go talk mom and dad, so we can get started! See you.  
                                                                                                            Sincerely,
                                                                                                                        Jackie Wells


A girl talking to her parents, she is very excited!
Jackie- Mom! Dad! I have a big master plan, and it involves helping someone very important to me.
Mom- Who is it honey?
Dad- Yeah who is it.
Jackie- NELSON MANDELA!
Mom- Isn’t he in jail?
Jackie- Yes he is.
Dad- Jackie I forbid you to go anywhere near a jail, he got himself in there with his mouth, so let him get himself out. We don’t have no business helping someone of that color out anyway. What good has he done for white people?
Jackie- Dad he isn’t just standing up for black people, he is helping everyone, not just blacks. He isn’t racist and by the way you are talking it seems that you are!
Smack.
Dad- Now you go upstairs in your room. I will not have any thing to do with any of your shenanigans, and I will not have a child disrespecting me.
Mom- John you didn’t have to hit her, she is only trying to help someone. Her heart is in the right place, and it shouldn’t matter if they are black or white. I think what she is trying to do is a good thing. I am a big supporter of fighting for rights for all people black and white, and I am ashamed that you would even give a hell about his color. He seems to be a really good man, and I’m going to support our daughter whether you like it or not.
Dad- Sarah you know I’m not racist, but we could get in to some deep trouble for siding on the black man’s side. We will been seen as traders. My family won’t be seen as traders and that’s final.
Mom- Well I’m helping him whether you like it or not, and I don’t give a damn what people think.

Yeah who is it. Jackie I forbid you to go anywhere near a jail, he got himself in there with his mouth, so let him get himself out. We don’t have no business helping someone of that color out anyway. What good has he done for white people? Now you go upstairs in your room. I will not have any thing to do with any of your shenanigans, and I will not have a child disrespecting me. Helping him out, would be getting involved with government business, and that could lad to serious trouble. Like us being locked down right along with Nelson Mandela, and we don’t need to be in jail. If we go to jail your mother and I both could lose our jobs, and you would be kicked out of your school. We have to pay a lot of money for you to be able to attend private school. Be happy that you are getting a great education at the top private school in all of South Africa. Plus you should be occupied with homework so I don’t know how you would have time for helping out someone else, you got to take care of yourself first.

Who is it honey? Isn’t he in jail? Oh I would say yes right away, but we will have have to see what your father has to say. You know how he can be, and for the most part what he says goes.

John you didn’t have to hit her, she is only trying to help someone. Her heart is in the right place, and it shouldn’t matter if they are black or white. I think what she is trying to do is a good thing. I am a big supporter of fighting for rights for all people black and white, and I am ashamed that you would even give a hell about his color. He seems to be a really good man, and I’m going to support our daughter whether you like it or not. Well I’m helping him whether you like it or not, and I don’t give a damn what people think.

Sarah you know I’m not racist, but we could get in to some deep trouble for siding on the black man’s side. We will been seen as traders. My family won’t be seen as traders and that’s final.

 

 

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Out of it

Posted by Emma Connell in STORY-001 on
I came out of my sleepiness slump. I'm so glad. I really hated being so tired all the time. My mom though I had hypothyroidism but people who have that are really fat so I don't think i have that. I think I was just sleepy all the time because of senoiritis. It caused me not do any work, I hated being in school, and when I had to do work I got sleepy. After my trip to my college I realized I got to keep the grades up and back in the swing of things. Hooray!
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Luisana Viras

Posted by Jermel Langley in SP1-001 on
 Luisana Viras

https://docs.google.com/a/scienceleadership.org/viewer?a=v&pid=explorer&chrome=true&srcid=0B4_OXy9Izo1CZDJkZmVmN2QtNmQyYy00ZWIwLWI2ZDEtYjFlZTY2NmZmYjMw&hl=en
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Narrative Assignment

Posted by Diana Laufenberg in GLOBAL-001 on
What was your favorite project/assignment this quarter?  Explain

What continues to cause you to struggle/be successful in this course?  Explain.

What goals do you have for the 4th Quarter in Globalization?  What are the steps that will allow you to find success in meeting those goals?

Any other comments or feedback related to your progress in the course.

PLEASE POST ON MOODLE
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E1 Venezuelan ePals

Posted by Melanie Manuel on
Here's the link to the email addresses and who you have.​

1. Update your word document so that you have the name of the Venezuelan student in the greeting.
2. Convert the updated doc to a PDF.
3. Upload PDF to googledocs. Choose "Anyone with the link"
4. Go to SLA blog and change the old link you posted to your new updated link.
5. Email new PDF link to your Venezuelan ePal.
6. If the email works, type "YES" under the "Worked?" column in this document. If your email bounces back to you, type "NO" under the "Worked?" column and let me know so I can assign you a different ePal.
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It's not everything

Posted by Andrew Smith in STORY-002 on
I can’t give you everything
I can’t even really sing
but you can have my heart
It’s only one small part
you deserve so much more
but thats all I can account for

I can’t give you everything
but I will take you under my wing
protect you, when I’m around
make you laugh when your feeling down
I’ll never let you hit the ground

I can’t give you everything
but, I can try
to buy
everything you wana have
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Soccer

Posted by Megan Doe in STORY-001 on
SLA girls soccer lost to Girl's High during the second half of over time yesterday. It was one of the most competitive games we have ever played. We could have beat them and we do have one more chance at trying.  ​

We play Central tomorrow. Should be very interesting.

And my foot is skinned from all the sweat and friction in my cleats. Ouch.
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tuesday.

Posted by Melissa Buchanico in STORY-001 on
it's tuesday.
i came to school late because i had to get blood work.
WAH.

being single is weird.
but it's whatever.
i have a prom date.
and i'm excited

i'm listening to music.
HOLY FUCK I HAVE A B IN PRECALCULUS.
YESSSSSSSSSS. <33333333.

but as for all my other classes i don't know.
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The person I use to hate

Posted by Oswald Dembowski in STORY-002 on
As you know, hate is a pretty string word and I admit, I use the word freely like "oh I hate him he sucks" or "yeah I hate Rebbecca Black" but there was only one person, well 2 sort of, that I hated in this world. His name was Matt Surmeono. Matt is about 3 years old but he's really short with very short brown hair and a voice that sounds like a redneck boy whose balls haven't dropped. I don't exactly remember how I met him, but I just know he enjoyed making my life a living hell and I never could do anything about it. He was a good basketball player and he always liked to show off and try to make me feel incompetent at it when even my friends said I was decent. So yes he did challenge me so that wasn't all the bad part. But him and his friend CJ would be so malipulative that they were able to make my own friends have a fist fight with me. An example of this was when this new kid from school named Dennis came to my neighborhood to play football. Now keep in mind Dennis was knew and I befriended him and even invited him to come play. I don't remember what they said to Dennis to make him want to fight me. But an urge in Dennis made him want to prove himself to these 2 older guys like I always wanted to do. So Dennis started swing and begun a fist fight which lasted a whole 15 minutes in which both of our noses ended up bleeding. While us 2 kids were out for each others blood, these 2 assholes where laughing there ass off in the field. This wouldn't be the only time they did this. They even provoked my best friend at the time Tim to do it. But this time I would be the one 2 engage, and instead of a draw, I would be the one to take Tim to the ground and beat him senselessly. I do regret my actions that day. Me an Tim eventually made up because of that incident. But that's not what is important, whats important is that for 3 years this douche bag come around my way to make my life shit. When high school started I barley saw him, he was suppose to be going to college. But this summer when I see him working at Dunkin Donuts and him telling that he thinks college is over rated. Keep in mind he is now 21, I realized I didn't need to prove anything to him, not with my fists nor my athletic ability, the only thing that dissapointed me was I let this douche bag whose not going to be anything manipulate me for 3 years of my life. I realized I have already have the upper hand.
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