Getting It Done

Done with...
4. Finish My Attic
15. Help out a friend

Finishing my attic took me awhile. I had to collect magazines from my art class. The only magazine that caught my attention was Vanity Fair. They had loads of fashion designers. I've always wanted to have a wall dedicated to what i love, fashion. So with that, I did a whole wall full of fashion designers I was familiar with. My personal favorite add where for Dolce and Gabbana. They had some very creative poses and scenery. Yet, I knew I couldn't just focus on one designer because I loved them all, so my wall is full off top of the knotch designers. Starting from shoes, Jimmy Choos, to Hand bags for Prada. In the end this goal was fulfilled with my personal touch.



I don't mind helping out other people. Ive always believed if we cant help not even one person in life then we aren't really doing a good job in being a friend. This month it wasn't even a duty nor goal for me. It came from my heart to help out my best girl friend, Mariela. This situation was trusted on me because we have had a lot of trust since last year. When I talked to her on myspace she confided on me to tell me her problem. Then she asked for my advice and i sort of helped her mind clear up. She was really confused on what to do and then with the right answers i tried to get her to think right. Mariela has helped me a lot but I'm always happy to help her or anyone.


These goals were quiet easy to accomplish this month. I hope that by the next month I can get done with some of the harder ones. I mean we all can keep doing the easy ones yet, sooner or later were going to have to get down and dirty. Don't worry I'll save the ditching ones for later. Yet, I do hope that my next goals I can get a buddy to come and help me out.


Reflections:My goals accomplished this month were quiet exciting. I really do want my next goals do be daring and fun. ^_^

Slave Narrative

Margarett Black

Interviewed at Alabama, Akron
Interviewer not identified
Age when interviewed: 95

Y'all must excuse for my memory. I've been dealin with a loss of ma memory for the past year. It aint that bad. I can recall memory in a day but the next I'll have forgotten what I've told y'all. I get ma glimpses the next day but for a short amount of time. I have tried writting down ma past but you see I am now paralized from ma hands.
Well let me start by tellin y'all I was a slave ar age 10, in 1851. My time was bein at ma mama's side then. Seeing every house hold duty she had did. Ma master, Williams, allowed each chillen to clean the house at age 11.My mama had 10 chillen older than me. I was the only one left to be part of the clean. Our master was a fair man but you get out of control you will see whats next.
I met all my brothers and sisters. Yet I also got too seem one by one leave. When each one left ma mama would pray for them. That's all we knew what to do. Two of ma brothers who werent sold stayed with us. Y'all see they was not like us, they was special. They knew not to clean, but to slobber on em'selves. They was 12 and 13 when they was killed. Ma master caught em eating the dinner. The food was for the white not for the black. That day ma brothers started yellin and pullin they hair. Ma mama did not knew what to do. They never acted this way. Ma master whip em out in the back. Yet ma brother, Marcus and Traver died by the third whipping. They was bleeding from em mouths. That was the end of em.
My mama and I cryed for days for the loss. Yet we stayed with the whites. We knew nothing about being free. We only knew our duties, clean and nurse the babies. We also did not knew how to readn, even if we did we has no time and no help.
At age 19, we hear some odd noises comin from out at front. It was men dressed up and yellin, "Y'ALL ARE FREE!" These men had to explain to ma mama what that meant. When they took us down with the rest f the Yankees, we knew we was really FREE. Ma mama died drinking and eating her 1st real meal that night. I belive ma mama waited until I was safe for her to leave me. The following week I had my papers ready for me. I waited in line for em and i met a young man, Roger. Ever since that day we have cared for eachother. We have 10 chillen like ma mama. Now I live happy, only takin care of ma own.

http://xroads.virginia.edu/~hyper/wpa/wpahome.html.


Reflections:
I still cant believe people lived like this. Having so much now and so less then. Overall i think we are all greatful that that era has ended. That we a re free and one.

Goals

1. I have been part of school play when i was in 2nd grade. I got to play lead actress. The play was about the Wizard of Oz and i played Dorothy. I was excited because i was finally going to be part of a big play and i would be the lead.

2. unique. intelligent, romantic

3. My name was chosen by my 3 older sisters. Back then they thought it would suit the next sister. This name was first used in this form by Shakespeare in his play 'The Merchant of Venice' (1596), where it belongs to the daughter of Shylock.

http://www.behindthename.com/name/jessica

Goals

1. Go Ice skating with friends during the winter.

2. On Holloween go with friends egg bombing

3. Go to the lake during a school day

4. Finish my attic art

5. Get to go to summer camp

6. Stay here during Christmas and not at Mexico

7. Join a team or extracurricular

8. Be a vampire or kitty for Halloween

9. Get at least once straight A's for one of the quarters

10.Memorize every sophomore's name from JROTC

11. Do something out of my comfort zone

12. Read a poem to a audience

13. Work at the auto show

14. Go to the movies and watch Twilight

15. Help out a friend

America and I

I value health the most. I grew up knowing my family had a history of health problems. I saw and heard about my family dieing because of their health. I value my health because with out it I wouldn't be able to see the many wonders of this world. With out it I wouldn't be able to see my life taking its course. Now with my health checked I can be one of the lucky ones and live a happy and exciting life.

I believe America values money the most. It believes money can make one happy. True, its part of it but, not all. America is hungry for money. They put out advertisements so people can buy companies products. So, companies get richer while the buyers get poor. Since the buyers believe they need these products. Yet i don't believe money is all happiness. While American wear their over sized wallets to prove that they are happy.

Money and health do not match. Money is more of a material where it comes, goes and sometimes get stolen. Money can get received by working. Yet, health is a once in a life time thing. That once your diagnosed with a disease that is it. If you are diagnosed with cancer, chances are money cant save you. Health can be easily more appreciated than money.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Health

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Money