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May 23, 2008 at 6:39 am · Filed under Uncategorized
Science: It’s just a theory. In our culture, the insanely confusing culture, we are taught science as a fact. I have always believed that science is the real deal. that science is the truth. Actually, it’s not. Forget everything your science teachers have taught you, forget thinking of science as truth. What makes science any different from my, or your, theory on human evolution? Our theories on how the world began? The only thing is that we have this mindset on science being the way things are. It’s a logical explanation of different areas we cannot exactly explain. And the same with history, how do we know for sure? Maybe all those stories of Pocahontas that made me smile when I was little are just something made up. Maybe they wanted us to believe it all so we think we all learned from our past mistakes. At the same time, it is so possible for it all to have happened.I believe everyone has a small part in them that craves and hungers for the truth. But if we knew, what kind of people would we be? I mean, we all are so focused on beliefs. It’s kind of what we live for. Think about it. If you had no religion to believe in, nothing to fight for, then what would we live for? We have all created our own beliefs, even finding people who believe the same. If we knew the truth about EVERYTHING, everything we know and believe in would be drowned and washed away. Me, personally, I don’t believe anything. At the same time, I don’t want to know the truth. Honestly, it scares me. I fear what would happen to the world, to the people. Not me, I distance myself from belief of any kind to prevent conflict and change. I fear the world. Who would we become? Would we… get along like back in first grade? Or become worse enemies than we are of ourselves already? Maybe if it were found out, no one would change. As the truth as it is- unknown- I believe it should stay that way.
May 15, 2008 at 5:12 pm · Filed under Uncategorized
I don’t particularly play the sport, I cannot say it is my all-time favourite. At the same time, I don’t know what it is about basketball that I find slightly addicting, making me want to continue playing. I grabbed my basketball, looking down to see the words SPALDING NBA written on the rough face. Bouncing my way out of the garage, I could smell the fresh air. In that particular moment, I felt so lucky, so fortunate. From where I was standing, about a metre and a half away from the net, I placed my hands and fingers in position. As the ball soared through the air, a loud *bang* came from the backboard. I missed, I missed the shot completely! I was so sure, I was sure I was going to make it. Frustrated, I stood there staring. Staring at the ball bouncing its way across the pavement, staring at the lonely, still rim. There I was, complaining in my head, frustrated with myself for missing. Suddenly, the thick scent of burnt plastic and pollution filled me. I was so fortunate though. I had this option, the option of shooting baskets. Maybe I would miss, I know I’m not the best player in the world. That’s for sure. It’s fun, and it reminds me of my childhood as well as how fortunate I am to even have the opportunity to play.
As a child, I would go to this amusement park: Canada’s Paramount Wonderland. I did not go frequently, I did not go often. I went once in a while. But every time I would hop in the car and smile as we drove to Wonderland, the thought of playing one of the games there filled my mind. Peach Baskets! Yeah, it’s lame. It really is. But for a 6 or 7 year old, it was so fun. “Step right up!” was all you could hear coming from the booth. Glancing over, the guy was just sitting there. Always young, every single time. I was a smart kid. I could see in his face, his eyes, attitude, posture that he did not want to be standing there saying “step right up!” every time a family walked by. His way of filling his wallet every summer was by saying “step right up!” and when a family came along, like mine for example, the guy would just hand us a few baseballs. Automatically, I knew what to do. I calculated in my mind where the ball should land. Therefore, how high to toss it, in which direction- more left or more right? Not all chances of throwing would be successful, but I tried. The same is with basketball. Why stand there, looking like a complete idiot because you missed a shot or two? Or three? Or four? Try. Try with everything. “If you do not succeed the first time, try, try again.” That’s kind of how I roll. That’s more like how everything is. Yes, some things come natural to some people. At the same time, it does not for others. You (anyone) cannot give up so fast at something if you fail. Overhearing my sister’s conversation with my other sister, the only sentence I picked up was “Do not give up so fast, especially if you’ve already been working on it. Don’t sit back and watch all your efforts go to waste.”
May 1, 2008 at 8:33 pm · Filed under Uncategorized
Talking to a friend during class, I started speaking my mind and she overheard me. “What should I write about? OH! I know.. world peace!”
“Peace?”
“Yeah..”
“Honestly, that’s not really something I would write about.”
“Why not…?”
“Because how can you write 300 words on PEACE? What are you gonna say? ‘Peace is good…’”
“Well, yeah…”
“… well I’m not really that involved so it would be difficult to write 300 words on it alone, and do a good job.”
I don’t know about some people, like this friend as an example, but I can write over 300 words about this. It’s something important to me. Not like my friends and family, a different kind of importance. Something I want to help achieve, like a goal. I strongly believe peace does not walk hand in hand with violence, but the exact opposite. I hear many people say that it does, that the only way to achieve peace is to create violence. I suppose they believe this because if a country gains so much power because of violence, then they can… overpower the rest of the world? This does not make sense. How is that possible!? Wouldn’t the other countries only want to overpower them? Wouldn’t they want to be greater? My answer is yes, they would. ‘Violence is not the solution.’ Therefore, peace and violence do not walk hand in hand. They are opposites and in this case, opposites do not attract. I believe one way to achieve peace is to put down our weapons, stop, and think. What is the point, why are we really doing this? But the world cannot do this, some of us at least. I think it’s the power, the power-hungry people who just need to be better than others. Maybe it’s not, at the same time. Maybe we’re just ignorant to peace, we don’t see the importance and the effect it has on us.
Peace One Day. I feel it is a very important day, a very powerful day. The 21st of September always has this impact on me. I have been told before, “Why would you care about peace? You’re Canadian, you’re… peaceful.” It still, no matter what, has this impact. It makes me feel proud, like if this pride, not of being Canadian though, can over-come me, then I can make a difference. I shouldn’t wait for the day it does, though, I should find the day. Peace One Day forces a reality-check on me, makes me realize that many people have it worse-off than I do. But that should never stop me from trying, that thought and realization should never put a barrier around me.
I watched the video on the website (link above), realizing what the man said was so true. That if there were to be a Valentine’s Day and Earth Day, there should be a day of peace. And now, there is.
May 1, 2008 at 8:01 pm · Filed under Uncategorized and tagged: expression, honest writing, voice
With the amount of people using Edublogs and the amount of dots some people have on their cluster maps, I wonder to myself how I can be one of those people. Okay, I know my blog isn’t rated or judged by the amount of dots on my cluster map. On the other hand, have you ever visited someone’s blog and seems their map is just red? For me, it’s like a flashing sign. A sign that, in a way, invites you to come read the blog because it is interesting, popular, and… good? ‘Good’ is too broad. Well-written, interesting, intruiging, inviting, specific but not too detailed (if that makes sense), honest, passionate, encouraging. I want this to be my blog. The blog that people say, ”Have you seen it? I’m so excited for the next post!” That right there is my goal, my finish line. Not my limit, though, beyond the sky is my limit. The blog who my friends and people I don’t know can’t wait to read about is my… my task.
The purpose of my blog is to express myself. Would my blog be more popular if it were pure information? I believe it probably would. At the same time, my goal (as stated above) isn’t just for the dots, not just to invite readers. My goal is made up of many parts of which I will explain: express myself, interest people, become a better writer, and maybe even discover a new liking. My purpose is all of the above, almost all reasons of why I chose to set up the blog how it is set up.
I want my readers, no matter who, to feel how I feel about the topic I write about. Maybe they disagree, agree, or neither. The point is, I do not want to force people to agree, or feel like I made them disagree. I want the readers to feel while reading what I felt while writing, to almost ignore their own thoughts and just listen to my own. I want to see if it makes a different, makes an impact. Now that I think about it, like an experiment. Maybe, only maybe will it turn out the way I want it to. At the same time, maybe it wont and that might turn over a new leaf for me, might change my views. It would be so interesting to have someone respond to my blog, someone from who-knows-where to tell me their beliefs, see if we agree or not. It would give me a whole new perspective on the world and on other peope.
Expression and honesty are, for me, the keys to writing. Saying “Sally walked to the store” is really going to hook a reader on my work, eh? Actually, not really. Let’s begin with expression. I hear it all the time! “Express yourself!” Yeah, but how? Should I use big words, complete my sentences fully? Personally, I believe I need to write things how I say them. I’m not talking about “so like, I went to like, the mall. And I bought like, these uber-cool shoes, and like they have this like pink thingy on them and so like then I like…” You get the point. I don’t actually talk like that though, not at all. What I’m saying is that I don’t feel you need to seperate your real self from the person who writes your blogs. If you did so, why would it be so necessary to have a double-identity? Be yourself. It gets repeated so often, but I believe it is so true. The most interesting topics and blogs are written by the people who are not afraid to show who they are and what they believe in, even if the blogs are still unknown. Do not be afraid to show who you are, get yourself known!
Along with expression and honesty, be alive. Allow the topic to become alive. Be interesting, spice it up! 
For me, I try to let my post become alive. I’m a person with very strong opinions about anything and everything, so I try to forget about the interesting-ness (not a word…) of my post. I try to let my words speak for themselves and if my blog does not turn out to be so ‘alive’, then so be it. I am probably not that great of an example to follow if you want a lively post, some might disagree. But being myself and knowing I wrote whatever it is that I wrote, then I suppose I cannot judge that.
Encouraging readers is important. I believe it links with expression and honesty, but how? Think about it… if you write an extremely interesting post. Not even, though. If you just write what you believe in a different manner, that might encourage a reader, any reader to respond. It is important for me to do so. Right now, I am focusing on one area at a time until I feel I have ‘mastered’ move on to the next.
I have discovered that every area links with eachother. Without expression, will it be alive? You know what I mean! Think about these four questions while you write (from Ms. Rumford’s page):
What is my purpose?
What do I want my readers to feel?
Is my writing expressive and honest?
Does my topic come alive?
Does my writing encourage others to analyze and respond?
