Reflection post

This was an assignment that I was not happy to do at first. I really did not think that I could write 300 words or more every night. I hate to say that some nights it was like pulling teeth just to get on the computer and try to get to the 300 words. On those nights it might of took a half an hour or so to get there. I would have to get away from the computer and come back to finish it. I hated those nights. Then there were other nights that I like the topic and really got into the story. It was easy to get to 300 words. I know that I could have gotten more a lot of times but my schedule is pretty hectic and I had to cut the story short. There was one story that I like that I ended by making the reader think of an ending. That was kind of fun. One thing that I do know is that I have to like or relate to a topic to write about it. I felt like it was not a waste of time because I have learned to type faster and do come up with ideas more readily. I have never really read fantasy but have watched fantasy movies. It was easy for me to write about that like the floating island, or the closet. You can make up anything in your mind and it just seems to fit in the story.  I have noticed that my stories have been flowing better than my first ones. I do like that. I really do wish that I liked to write more but I really don't know if I will get there. I am still keeping an open mind and trying to do my best but then again if I am not interested in a topic it is hard to do good because it is very hard to care about something that you are not interested in. I do know that I will probably not be a writer. I don't think that I would like to do this project again. Writing has never come easy to me put this project in the end has helped me.

tryin to find words

This is next to my last post. I have just written a story for English comp1 class so I don't really have much to say tonight. It is hard to find the words. I don't feel like trying to freewrite just to get the 300 words or so that we need. I am feeling a bit frazzled at the moment. My mind is a complete blank at the moment by I will try to keep typing. I know I have been at it to long because I am making a lot of mistakes typing. I am having to go back and correct a lot of my mistakes. I hope I catch most of them but no one is perfect. It is supposed to get kind of bad tonight with freezing rain and sleet. I really hope we don't get that kind of weather. I guess I can't say much it is still winter. It is very grey outside though. I guess it is the cold that I am tired of. It has been a very cold winter this year. I am getting off now because it took 10 minutes just to get this much on the page. I am just not into it tonight.

Famous

I have often thought what it would be like to be famous. I really do not know if I would like it. I mean the money would be great but it seems to me that you have to give up a lot. When I go places nobody usually knows me so I can get around without much excitement. If I was famous everybody would be coming up to you for your autograph or for a picture. Then if you are in a hurry and don't do what they want they say that you are rude. Your free time is not really your own unless you just stay at home. I do believe that some people do like the attention but for the most part a lot of them I guess would like to be left alone. The problem is when you become famous that is part of the deal. Everybody wants to know everything about you so even your long past gets involved. Then you have to deal with your new found wealth. When a person did not grow up with that kind of money and now you have money to burn it can be a little overwhelming. I have seen in the news and papers just what instant wealth can do. When you can get anything you want and no longer really have to work for it, the things you want kind of lose their importance. I guess that is why you see some celebrities that have money but still steal. They need some kind of meaning when they get something. It does not bring them joy to go out and buy it. For me I would love not to have to worry about money but it does make the things that I can get very special. I may not be famous but I am very special and important to a few people. I do have some very good friends that I consider family, and to me when you have that you are rich beyond belief.

The shoeshine kid

Jimmy came from a very poor family. He worked a little shoeshine stall in the early times of America. He worked there to help his family with  money. It was not much, and his father being the proud man he was, would never take it. So when his father would leave the house he would give it to his mother and she would tell his father some story of how she got the money. Jimmy felt very bad for his father because he worked his fingers to the bone for very little pay. Jimmy just felt proud to give what he could. Jimmy did not go to school, but in those days a lot of children did not go to school to help out around the house. The days he did go to school he usually got teased for having old clothes with holes and tattered shoes. He got in many fights. When he would come home he would tell his father about what happened to him that day. He would tell him to just keep standing up for himself and that it will not be like this forever. He would say that God put this family on earth to do wonderful things, somehow that always made him feel better. One day on his way to school he just decided that this day he would shine shoes. He was set up at his booth and this man sat upon the chair. He did like most, making small talk and asking him about his family. Jimmy knew he was poor, but the way he talked it sounded very much like he was proud of who he was. The gentleman asked Jimmy if he would do him a favor. Jimmy looked at him confused but said he would help if he could. The man said that he was from out of town and he was leaving tomorrow but he really needed to pick up an envelope but did not have the time to get it. He said that he would need to have it at the train station at 9:00a.m. because he was leaving for business. The man said that he would pay him for the job but Jimmy said that the train station was very close to his house and it would be no problem. The man told him where to pick up the envelope. Jimmy finished with his shoes and told he man that he would see him a little before nine. When Jimmy was done for the day with shoes he when to pick up the envelope. On his way home he started to wonder what was in the envelope because it was not sealed. He got home and told his father about the gentleman and his request. Jimmy pulled out the envelope to show his father and dropped it. As it fell, it opened and a bunch of money fell out. Jimmy had never seen that much money before in his life and was pretty sure his father had not seen that much before either. Jimmy said that they were rich but his father said that it was not their money and he would do the job that he said that he would do. They both put the money in the envelope and his father told him to give it to the man in the morning and not to take a single dollar. As Jimmy walked to the station he thought about all the things that money could buy. He got to the station and went to where the man was standing. Jimmy slowly handed him the envelope. The gentleman looked at the envelope and seen that it was open. He asked Jimmy if it was all here. Jimmy said that he dropped it and all that money spilled out. He also told him that his father helped him put it back and said to do the right thing. The gentleman said why didn't he just keep the money because if he would not have come the gentleman would not have seen him again. Jimmy said that his father told him that it would not be right to keep money that was not theirs and that a man has to work for what he has. The gentleman was taken by surprise with the honesty the child possessed. The gentleman asked if Jimmy could get his father so he could thank him distilling such values in him. Jimmy returned with his father. His father asked the gentleman if everything was ok and if all the money was still there. The gentleman laughed and told him that he had passed the test. Jimmy's father looked surprised and said what test. The gentleman said that he needed someone to work for him that he could trust and they were the first people that passed the test. The gentleman said that he was very wealthy and he wanted to offer him a job. The gentleman said that if he took the job that they would no longer have to worry about anything. Jimmy's father got a big smile and politely accepted.

My life as a tree trimmer

It all started about last April. I got laid off and needed to have some sort of income. So my wife's uncle cut trees on the weekend. I told him that I could help him and he said that he would give me a try. It was a little more than what I bargained for. When I said that I would help I thought I would be on the ground helping haul brush. Much to my surprise I got to go in the bucket in the air cutting limbs off of the trees. I have never really been scared of heights but being in that bucket 48 feet in the air kind of freaked me out. At that height the bucket does not stay still. Every time that I would move the bucket would sway at least 18 to 20 inches. It is pretty hard work. Some of the limbs are very heavy. I use a one handed saw so I have to catch the limbs with one hand and cut with the other. I am getting stronger but also it wears me out. There is not to much excitement with the job but the days go quick because I am working so hard. I wish there were better ways to make money but the job pays pretty well. That is about there is about tree trimming. It is hard work but worth it. One thing that I do like about the job is that my wife works with me. It does make the trips there and back kind of fun because it gives us time to talk since the drive is about one hour one way. She is the one that hauls the brush. I don't cut the brush very long so it is easy to load on the trailer. Now that I have bored you to death I guess I am through.

writing prompt #712

The mom stopped scolding the toddler for chewing on the wall when she noticed that the toddler had discovered a book typed into the wallpaper. This took her by surprise but she started to wonder who had put it there and what story did it tell? She carefully peeled back the paper and discovered it was a whole book. She didn't start reading it at first but called her mother. She wanted to know if she knew anything about it since she was the previous owner. Her mother said it was impossible because the mom's father built the house. She told her mother she would like her to come over and read it with her. She told the mom that she could be there in a couple of days. It was very hard to wait for her mother but she was able to do it. When her mother got there they went into the room and started to read it. It told of a story of three people that had live over two hundred years ago. They had not read for very long when the older woman dropped the paper. The younger woman asked what was the matter. The older woman said that the names were different but it was telling the story of those two and the mom's father. They started to read even further. At times it made them laugh, and other times it made them cry. For days they read the story. They thought that the mom's father had placed the story there until they got to the father's death. It was very graphic and even told of the exact time, date and where he was when he passed. They could not believe their eyes. They asked each other if they should read on and decided to see how far the story would go. They read about the younger woman's giving birth to her two sons. They kept reading but both got a chill when they read how the mother stopped scolding the child for chewing on the wall when she noticed that the toddler had discovered a book typed in the wall paper. There was a lot of book left to read but they stopped and decided not to read any further because they thought it was not right to know their future. They took down all the wallpaper in that room and carried it to the back yard. The mom got some gas from the garage and walked back over to the mother. They both decided that burning it was the only way that they would not read it. So the younger woman poured the gas onto the wallpaper and the older woman lit a match and threw it on the pile of paper. When all the paper burned to ash they looked at each other and smiled. The older woman grabbed the younger woman by the hand and said lets go inside and decide how we want our story to end.

To be an animal

What if a person could be any animal they could what would you be? I have thought about it and I am not sure. I think being a type of bird would be great. Flying would be such a rush. Soaring through the air an currents and on your own power would b a feeling that a person could not explain. Then I have thought about being some sort of cat. It really doesn't matter big or small they just seem to be the masters of there kingdoms. To be that stealthily and agile would be pretty cool. Their reflexes are so fast. They just seem to know everything about their surroundings. I have thought about being a bear. They are not the quickest animal out there but what they don't have in speed they have in strength. Just to know that you are the biggest and strongest out there would be an amazing feeling. When you walk around everybody else walks around you. There are so many animals that every person can think of that they want to be. The best animal that I can think of is man. We have the power to do amazing things. We have the technology to create and destroy. We have the reasoning to think abstract thoughts. We chose who are mates will be not just instinct. We chose to have kids or not. It is just that we have choices and decide what we want to be. I know it would be cool to be one of those animals for a short time but I would not trade places for anything. I love my life and really could not see me any other way.