The Sweetest Girl

Journal Assignment＃5 “Big, Big World”, the first time I listened this music is when I was in elementary school. A girl played the music in the classroom, and I was attracted by the sweet-sounding melody and the singer’s clean and mellow voice. I only knew a few english words and didn’t know who sang the song, but at that time, I started realizing the charm of english music. Afterwards, I learned more about english and translated its lyric by myself. I tried to sing “Big, Big World” and understand

Love. Almost everyone experiences this at least one time in their life. But sometimes people can feel as if they are victims of love rather than partners. One example can be seen in a Midsummer's Night Dream by William Shakespeare. With the characters of Demetrius, Lysander, and Helena. Lysander can be seen as a victim of love, though the fact that he is forced to love Helena, because of the flower juice placed in his eyes, even though he loves Hermia. One example of this can be seen through

ust across from the town’s local deli, there lies an old doll shop, so small the chime of the doorbell resonates throughout the building whenever the little girl passes through the door. A tall, slender man, no older than thirty, will be waiting behind the front counter to greet the little girl with his crooked smile. Using his low, husky voice the man says the same old line that he has been saying for four years, “Welcome home, my precious Ebony”. The old, the young and even the animals would

A hero is something that is really hard to explain.A hero is a lot of things, but most importantly a hero is a person.The most important thing about a hero is what she or he does. Heroes have to do certain actions, a “Hero” can’t burn down a building if they want to. They have to save the people from the building or stop the fire all together.A hero is a person who pushes through and inspires other, and isn’t one-minded. The first thing about heroism is you have to push through like Malala.Malala

Aaliyah Grayson Aaliyah Grayson is a quiet, happy thirteen year old girl. She goes to Redside Middle School in Seattle, Washington. Everyone in the school raves about how she is the kindest, sweetest, amazing singer. Her best friend Amelie says, “I always hear her singing, she never stops!” Aaliyah hates being the center of attention, but when the sound of her beautiful voice flies through the air, all eyes and ears are listen and watching her. “I love to play the guitar and sing because it makes

At the beginning of my life; I was sewed, stuffed and dressed at a company called Cute Pets. Then, I was sent to a store called Toys “R” US; which is where my old owner’s mom got me from for $5.50. I was for her little girl’s birthday, so I was put into a purple sparkly gift bag. On, December 20th of 2014 she was turning 5 years old. Her Name was Annie, and when she opened the bag I saw that she had bright blonde hair and glimmering blue eyes. She took me straight to her room, where she played with

This boy is my boyfriend and I have witnessed his environment and the way that he lives. His mother is one of the sweetest ladies that I have met. She always tries to provide for her children and make sure that they have the things that they need. But I have asked my boyfriend if he wanted to have his father in his life. Surprisingly, my boyfriend said yes and no. He

Track as the slowest girl on the distance team and for the majority of meets that season, I was embarrassed about how slow I was. It was not until nearly the end of the season that I realized that I had nothing to be embarrassed about. Even though I was not fast, no one could deny that I was working my hardest and giving every day whether it was a workout or a race, everything that I had to give. I am not sure when exactly it happened, but soon after, I was no longer the slowest girl on my team. At the

Sweet Sixteen Karly Segrave was a fifteen year old girl when Hurricane Katrina Hit. Her mother worked at St. Tammany Parish Hospital, so when it was time to evacuate she stuffed everything she could into a backpack and went on her way. Most of the employees at the hospital brought their familys with them, so space was limited. Karly slept under her mothers cubical for three weeks. “At first it was fun,” she watched movies, played games, and had tons of people to talk to. Then days turned into

To me there is more than one danger of giving someone a single story, it’s more than not seeing their full identity it's diminishing all of their accomplishments, hardships, specialties, and everything that makes an individual, individual. True in my life I have not been innocent of doing that to multiple people, such as last week when my family and I were driving home from Memphis through Arkansas. I was feeling sick so we stopped at a truck stop that looked kind of rugged, so I was already feeling