SUCCEEDING IN LIFE

Author’s Note: I picked this quote be Albert Einstein because I had put it on my blog a couple of months ago and decided that I should write what I really think about it. I’m not the greatest at interpreting things into what I really think of them. So that is what I’m working on and I’m also trying to reach one of my goals of increasing my use of complex vocabulary.

“IF A IS A SUCCESS IN LIFE, THEN A EQUALS X PLUS Y PLUS Z. WORK IS X; Y IS PLAY; AND Z IS KEEPING YOUR MOUTH SHUT.” ~ ALBERT EINSTEIN

This quote means a lot to me there is a lot of different meanings to it in different ways. I’m going to break it down and tell you what each individualized part means to me. “IF A IS A SUCCESS IN LIFE” this means that if a certain thing means that you succeed reach for that goal and reach for the others but try harder towards this one. “THEN A EQUALS X PLUS Y PLUS Z” this means that just because that one thing makes you successful it’s not the only thing there are many other parts to it. “WORK IS X” you have to work hard in order to succeed and not just say I’m going to this when I grow up you still need to work for it. “Y IS PLAY” you still have to be a kid and play. “AND Z IS KEEPING YOUR MOUTH SHUT” this means that even though you still have the skill level you need to make sure not to push the wrong buttons on anyone. So keep your mouth shut unless it is something really important to make something better. This quote by Albert Einstein means all of these things to me, and is pretty much what I think for myself. So be a success in life but keep your mouth shut when you know you should.

POINT OF VIEW

Author’s Note: I’m writing this creative writing piece in perspective of a gift I received or bought for Christmas. I’m going to work on putting my commas in the right places.

Packers, have you ever seen a better season. Well I didn’t get to see any of it on TV, but the people who came into the store would always talk around me about how well the Packers were doing. I never thought I would get bought and taking home to be worn by someone, and then one day I was. Some girls’ mom came into the store looking for anything Packers. Then she stumbled upon me. I knew what Christmas presents were and that Christmas was on its way. I knew this because people were always talking about it. So once my new owner purchased me I was wrapped up and put under a tree. I was so excited and couldn’t wait until someone opened me. Once Christmas day came I was really excited when her and her family got home from their Christmas somewhere else they started opening up all the gifts. I was one of the last couple to be opened and when she ripped off the paper and started to open the lid of the box: she started screaming. I was so happy that she was so excited to see me. She put me on right away and didn’t take me off till she went to bed that night. I was so excited to have a new home and an owner that I will always keep warm. Merry Christmas!

VACATIONS

Author's Note: I wrote this piece about my vacation every weekend up to our house in the middle of nowhere and some of the things my whole family and I enjoy doing together and individually.

Most people would say that the best vacation they ever went on was to some place warm like Florida or California.  But I pretty much go on a vacation every weekend, or at least that’s what I call it. My mom owns a house up in the middle of nowhere literally. It’s a little town in the middle of Wisconsin called Knowlton. Only on some maps can you find it. I love it up there because every time we go we do something totally different you can say oh we’re going to do this but it never works that way. My cousins and I like to go four-wheeling during the spring, summer and fall. My aunt and mom like to help my grandma out with her flowers and garden. I hate doing that. My dad and uncle like to hang out in my grandpa’s garage, where he used to be all the time, and build cool stuff and help with fixing things around the farm, I love to help them. Are land got harvested a year or so ago and so we will go out with the four wheelers and the tractor and pull branches and trees out and have a huge bonfire. My cousins and I when were out on the four-wheeler’s we always have to go out on cliff trail which is where the river runs through are land and throw Kow-a-Bunga sticks: which are huge sticks that you throw root end first over the cliff, and then scream Kow-a-Bunga: it’s so funny and a lot of fun. We love just going up there and being outside. We have 120 acres to do whatever we want and yes sometimes we say we’re board or have nothing else to do but you can just look outside and know exactly what you can do. I wish that I lived there at times but sometimes it’s just nice to come home, but the north is my life and that’s where I’m from and will never have a complaint that I would ever want to go anywhere else I think the rest of my family would agree.

CHRISTMAS

Author's Note: I wrote this about CHRISTMAS to show about all the things I think about when the Christmas comes around. 

C~ Coco, Chocolate and Candy

H~ Hats, Hanging Stockings and Holiday Cheer

R~ Reindeer

I~ Ice

S~ Santa, Stockings

T~ Tree, Time Till Christmas and Topper

M~ Mailing Cards, Making Cookies and My Family

A~ Anticipation

S~ Snow

HUNTING

Author's Note: My writing circles group picked this topic because Chloe and I felt like writing about how are family's go hunting during Thanksgiving break and the other three people in our group wrote their opinions about hunting, and what they think it is.

Every year my family goes up north during Thanksgiving break and my two older cousins and my uncle go hunting. This past year my friend Brody shot the biggest dear we have ever weighed in are three car garage. It was an 8 point buck that weighed 180 lbs. It was huge and since it was outside the garage and then it snowed there was a silhouette of it on the driveway. My Cousin Peter’s friend also came up north with us and shot his first deer, it was a 1 pt that weighed 114 lbs. The funniest one though was my cousin Matt who shot a nub and swore that he would never shoot a nubber. So my mom had to give him a bunch of stuff about it. My uncle’s friend Brian shot a doe that was really small and people thought it was a nub, but it wasn’t. My uncles other friend Moose (Jim) shot a doe that he gave to my uncle and cousins because he already had enough venison. Brian Fiet’s son in law John shot an 8 pointer too, but it only weighed 147 lbs. My family loves hunting season it puts venison in are freezers and lets us spend time together as a family over Thanksgiving.  

THE SMELL

Author's Note: My group picked this topic for Writing Circles the day after this happened. The reason we picked it was because it was fresh on are mind and had a lot to talk about.  

The smell that engulfed the Pewaukee High School on December 1, 2011 was the worst experience ever. If I had to do it all over again I think that I would pass up on the opportunity. Walking down the hallways and sitting in classrooms the smell was so bad kids started getting really bad headaches. Most people believed that the middle schoolers should have gotten to leave too, and this was because they sent the high schoolers home as a precautionary measure. The two schools are connected and it was not fair most people thought. It wasn’t that bad though we just continued on as if it was a normal day, and the smell eventually disappeared.

DECISIONS

Author's Note: This is an essay I wrote about the book I just read, about the good decisions and bad decisions people choose to make.


If you had to travel a 1,000 plus mile sled dog race, through the uninhabited Alaskan wilderness to finish in a place called Nome, you would probably be on edge. How about if people are starting to get murdered on the trail? You must be scared now, I know I would be. That is how the mushers in Sue Henry's book Murder on the Iditarod Trail feel. Scared and unsure of what is going to happen next. Sometimes things happen for a reason, sometimes people make good decisions and sometimes they make some bad ones.
                                                                                                        
In some ways I feel that I can relate to the mushers in Sue Henry’s book, yet I feel like I could never understand what they’re going through, or why some things start to irritate them so badly. People get the feeling in their stomachs that it is just something they have to finish even if someone tells them that it’s a bad choice. They feel it is something that they have to do: for it to feel like an accomplishment to them. If you have ever been determined to finish something that you know you can do well in weather you come in first or dead last you know you’re not a quitter because you went forth and completed the Iditarod. This is how the character Jessie felt, she was a girl musher on the Iditarod trail and none of the guys wanted anything to do with her. It was her fourth year racing and she had her best team since she started and knew she could have a very good chance of winning, but people didn’t think it was safe and wanted her to quit. She came in second after all and was still proud of herself. She reminds me a lot of my cousin, he’s twenty- four and is in training to be a cop. He didn’t quit on his dream in doing this but he’s not done yet and I’m really proud of him.

I never had to experience something scary or unsafe before, but I had good experiences in places that I could have gotten hurt in. This is kind of what the mushers in this book thought they were going to start a fun dog sled race, and ended up in a bad situation. One year my family had our 120 acres harvested and we went up to my grandma’s house to watch the harvest, it was really cool and different because it is not something that you see every day. There were cords and cords of wood everywhere that were being cut down and then hauled away on big trucks. I could have gotten hurt or even killed by any one of those trees or big machines, but thankfully I didn’t. This reminds me of this book because the mushers could have gotten severely injured by the winds and bad weather.    

While this is a scary thing to experience most people need to understand that they Iditarod is not a happy place. It can be but mushers race on a sled behind dogs through the dead of night racing towards checkpoints which are spots to rest. Originally the race was meant to stop in the abandoned town of Iditarod, but soon it went on to Nome. It costs mushers thousands of dollars to race in one year so some will do anything to win the grand prize. Which is sadly what happened in this book a musher really needed the money and killed the three most likely people to win, and didn’t even think about it.

Some need to understand that you need to win the fair way, and not just go hurting people because you can, you’re going to get caught. The good decisions people make, and the bad decisions people make determine the outcome of life. Everything happens for a reason weather it’s the right choice or the wrong.