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The letter “N”

If you turn it to the side it looks like the letter “Z”.

It also resembles a zig zag.

You can also see a lightning bolt.

If you use your imagination it looks like Harry Potter’s”scar.

I am a dreamer and proud
I wonder why kids act dumb to be cool
I hear my ipod playing in my ears
I see what my future holds
I want to be there now
I am a dreamer and proud

I pretend I’m not listening when I really am
I feel like that is wrong
I touch the pause button on my ipod
I worry someone can hear it
I cry when I visit family in the graveyard
I am a dreamer and proud

I understand not everything can go my way
I say hey, maybe next time
I dream that I can go on many adventures around the world
I try to think more realistic
I hope that I really can travel all over
I am a dreamer and proud

Talker of my family.

Apart of a small very close family.

Year of the rat.

Laughing all the time.

Overall my favorite color is purple.

Really terrible cook.

Everyday I have to

make my breakfast

go to school

get to and from school

do my homework

Monday’s and Tuesday’s I

go to tutoring

Wednesday’s

we get out an hour earlier

Weekends I

clean my bedroom

clean both bathrooms

wash my clothes

I haven’t quite figured out what the outside of my house is going to look like. i also haven’t figured out where i want to live at. However, I have figured out what the inside of my house will look like. My room would be a deep purple considering that is my favorite color, and i will pick out a complementary color to go along with it. My house will have four bedrooms one for me, one for each of my two children and a guest room. The kids rooms will be their favorite colors along with a matching color and they can decorate their rooms  however they like.My upstairs hallway will be suspended over my living room, and will connect to each room. I will have a finished basement that will double as a game room, we will have arcade games like skee-ball, and we will have a mini bowling alley and a pool table and air-hockey. Outside there will be a nice four car garage, a little sports center that will have basketball, tennis, volleyball, etc. My kitchen will be only black and red with stainless-steel appliances. My walls will be red and the island and accents around the kitchen will be black. The living room will be dark brown and off-white. There will be dark brown hardwood floors with brown and white accents and furniture throughout the living room and the walls will be off white. Either my bathrooms will be pretty but bold shades of  green and blue with accents of white. The walls will be striped blue and green with thin stripes of white. I haven’t figured out my dining room yet tough.

As I look back on my days as I youth, all I can do is laugh. I have this one memory in particular that I will never forget. That is my UGLY GREEN HOODIE!!!

My favorite color has always been purple. The day after my thirteenth birthday I went to the mall to spend some of the money that I got. My mom and I were in my favorite store looking at some hoodies. I picked out this pretty purple one that was two shades of purple and a pullover. It also had the name of the store across the chest and had inside out stitching. As soon as I tried it on I had a large smile across my face. Then my mom came over and told me she didn’t like the hoodie I was wearing very much. In her left arm I saw another hoodie and from the looks of it, it was very ugly. It was an olive green color that felt very coarse, and it was a zip up hoodie that had large pom-poms on the bottom of the drawstrings. My mom seemed so exited about this hideous thing and I didn’t want to disappoint her by saying I didn’t want it and that it was ugly. So I told her that I didn’t have enough money to buy both of the hoodies, and that I was going to buy the purple one. She said “Really sweetie, I really thought that you’d like this one.” I reassured her that I did and she asked, “Then why aren’t you getting it?” I dint want to tell her that this was a very ugly thing so I just got the hoodie knowing that I would seriously regret it. As I was leaving for school the next day in one of my old hoodie, a gray one my mom poked her head out and said “You should wear your new hoodie and show it off”, then she tossed it to me so I had no choice but to wear it. As I walked to school i9 tried to cover it up by crossing my arms over my chest to spare myself the embarrassment. As I got closer to school I saw two girls I really didn’t like and they saw my hoodie. One of the girls shouted “Look at that ugly green hoodie, you look like an alive boogie.”, as her friend laughed on. As soon as I got to my locker I put the boogie hoodie into my locker and there it stayed hidden for a long time…And about my mom I told her someone took it, but it was okay because I had more.

As I look back on this moment, I realize that things I thought were important to me ten years ago don’t even cross my mind now. All I wanted to do was impress a bunch of people that didn’t even care.

PASSAGE: “I did not move. What had happened to me? My father had just been struck, before my very eyes, and I had not flickered an eyelid. I had looked on and said nothing. Yesterday, I should have sunk my nails into the criminal’s flesh. Had I changed so much, then? So quickly? Now remorse began to gnaw at me. I thought only: I shall never forgive them for that. My father must have guessed my feelings. He whispered in my ear, “It doesn’t hurt.” His cheek still bore the red mark of the man’s hand.”

PASSAGE: You are at Auschwitz. And Auschwitz is not a convalescent home. It’s a concentration camp. Here, you have got to work. If not, you will go straight to the furnace. To the crematory. Work or the crematory-the choice is in your hands.

REFLECTION: This passage really is a bold statement. I can’t really think of words to describe how I’m feeling. These men were given a life changing ultimatum. It’s pretty much work for us and do as I say or die. No one deserves to be treated like this EVER!!!

PASSAGE: “Moshe had changed. There was no longer any joy in his eyes. He no longer talked to me of God or of the cabbala, but only of what he had seen. People refused not only to believe his stories, but even listen to them”

REFLETION: This is a foreshadow of whats to come. No one belives Moshe or his storuies, they all beileve that he has gone mad. The sad part about this is that every one should listen to Moshe and listen to his warnings very carefully. However, they don’t listen and their fate turns out far worse than Moshe’s had been.

PASSAGE: “One day I was able to get up, after gathering all my strength. I wanted to see myself in the mirror hanging on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto.”

REFLECTION: “This passage really makes me thankful because he hasn’t seen himself  in about five years now. He barely has enough strength to stand up and walk across the room to look at himself. Elie also states that he looks dead, which means that he is probably very pale, very skinny, and is probably tight onto his skin and most likely has no more joy left in his eyes, or life.In his ghostly eyes, there is nothing left to live for. ”