course it was my mom that was always freaking out. One time she was so concerned that she had like a specialists check on Josh. The specialists just said that he’s just a late bloomer. So my mom sort of calmed down for a while, but on August 6, 2005( I remember this date because we went out to dinner and everything) my brother said his first word which was ( drumroll) “Celeste”. Celeste is my older sister’s name and I’m not surprise. She would always be near him repeating her name, engraving it in…
(Mo’olelo Aina). Rodney from the Kaho’olawe Island Reserve Commission states, “14 years ago George Helm was murdered along with Kimo Mitchell as a result of his attempts to liberate Kahoolawe I remember him saying what is national defense. National defense is nothing if it doesn’t come from the heart of the people. I think we are seeing that everywhere as people all over the world are fighting for sovereignty. You can’t win over with force. ” (Kaho’olawe Island Reserve Commission) This shows the impact…
Identity "I 'm dead you want to talk about my family and here I been dead to them fifty years." (McBridc1) Explanation- Ruth started telling her story by making it clear that she is "dead" to her family. Therefore, who Ruth was in the beginning of her life was probably different and had been dead to her for a long time now since she has been away from those who have raised her as a child for this long. The leader can infer that her identity is very different now. 2. Identity "As a boy, I always…
Revelation 17:3 says, “I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet beast”. The woman here is the whore and the beast is the Antichrist. At some point after the rapture, this false church will be propped up by the Antichrist. Donald Trump has already used language of propping up the Christian faith, all in an effort to score votes, no doubt. (He’s been in conversations with Jerry Falwell Jr — another Trump Stooge — regarding overturning the Johnson Amendment; a fifty-year-old tax law prohibiting churches and…
Teddy sighed as Sacagawea sat back, blowing out her candle. “You must be more careful.” She warned him. “I do not like seeing you injured like this.” “I shall do my best to avoid this in the future then, my dear.” He vowed as he climbed to his feet. The young woman gathered her tools, before gracefully rising as well. As she spotted Larry, she nodded gently in his direction. “You had best speak with our friend- he looks troubled.” She murmured. Teddy smiled softly at her, gently touching her arm…
I 'm making this summary for myself, but I want to share. All the videos I got these concepts from can be found in this playlist: 1.) How to be Happy A reader of a ton of self-help books comes to this conclusion: Happiness is all about your mindset. You either say "this sucks" or "this is a challenge or adventure I 'm going to take on" 2.) How to Make Stress Your Friend Avoiding stress is impossible and not worth your time, Instead: See stress as a healthy challenge (takes away all the mortality…
that and had released everyone fire minutes early actually. “Phillip,” she then said as the room cleared out in a torrent of whispers. “Are you going to be alright? I have time to discuss things further with you if you wish? Hopefully we can come to some sort of understanding.” “I’m fine,” Phillip sulked. “Look, I just want to go, is that alright?” “Sure, Phillip, you’re dismissed. I’ll see you next week.” What had happened at Saturday school class had remained an unknown to Russell and his parents…
beat on the counter. I don 't think I 've ever seen him this fidgety. He 's pacing like a father about to hear the birth of his firstborn son announced. I approach with caution. "Are you alright?" "I 'm fine," Chinito snaps. "Why?" He doesn 't seem fine. His hands shake. Whatever is going on, it 's important. I can see that now. "Are you sure about that?" Chinito focuses his attention on Ernesto in the far corner. They communicate through anxious glances. "Yeah. I 'm sure." His words are flatter…
squirrel perched on my shoulder, I never tire of the majestic splendor that surrounds me. The filtered rays of sunshine, red headed finches competing for my attention. Feral cats anxiously await the possibility of one false move. The not too distant sound of traffic has a familiar rhythm, a natural ebb and flow, as waves upon the beach. The tent, my home of 15 years now, is always ambient. Conditions always are. Taking it all in, I think to myself, “I’m the winner!” I have made it as a man. Winkin…
“Wait there a minute girl, I’ve got to ring you in…” “But I’m not LOST.” The two strangers’ fought for space in the phone box. “Hello, hello? Yeah I’ve got a girl here, I found her wandering around lost by the edge of the road out in the wasteland on the back of Old Town…” The stranger stretched his neck round to get a better look. “You are a girl right? It’s kind of hard to tell.” “I’m NOT LOST.” “I’m calling from New Detroit – yeah that’s right – yeah I’m OK to hold…” The young man in the grubby…