FioFerns
Monday, September 2, 2013
Short Story
Howard was dressed in his safari outfit,
complete with a beige safari hat, kaki shorts with a light brown belt, a kaki
button down short-sleeved shirt and a leather satchel containing his most
prized possessions. As he walked through the jungle in India he was on high
alert for a tiger that would be on the hunt for its next meal. After wandering
the hot, sticky jungle for a while he decides to sit down near a stream and
have himself a nice chocolate bar. As he was finishing his chocolate bar he
heard something out of the ordinary. He stood up to assess his surroundings and
found himself locking eyes with an adult white bangle tiger. He started to
slowly back away from the regal animal but every one step he took back the
tiger took two forward. Howard found himself backed against a rock wall. He was
literally stuck between a rock and a hard place. He was clutching his leather
satchel for his life. The tiger was now a whisker away. Just as Howard thought
the tiger was going to pounce, he closed his eyes, fell to his knees and
started to pray. Then Howard felt a big, scratchy tongue run across his face.
He knew this was it. Then the tiger started purring and rubbing its face
against Howards cupped hands. Howard opened his wet eyes and realized what was
happening. He then started to scratch the tiger behind its ears and the tiger
plopped down right on top of Howard. The tiger then fell asleep from being in
the hot sun too long, and so did Howard. When Howard woke up at sunset the
tiger was gone and he never saw him again.
Lists and Poetry
List 1: 10 things I know to be true
1.I know my
family loves me
2.I know God
loves me
3.I know
my family happy, safe and healthy
4.Airplanes
are loud
5. People
are generally good
6.There
is always someone better than you
7.Life is
precious
8. Animal
crackers are the snacks of the Gods
9.You can
never robbed of your intelligence
10.Fairies
and Mermaids are real
List 2: 10 objects I can’t live without
1.Pearl
necklace strung by my Grandmummy
2.
The ring I received as a 16th birthday gift from my mom
3.Chocolate
4.A
pictue of Jesus
5.My
stuffed animal Mr.Piggy
6.Toothbrush,
toothpaste, and floss
7.A
good pair of shoes
8.
My moms hot chocolate
9.My
sisters clothes
10.
Shampoo
List 3: 10 things I should have learned
by now
1.
What 12 x 12 equals by memory
2.
How to tolerate crying babies on an
airplane
3.
I should have learned by now to take
care of myself before I take care others
4.
How to avoid biting my nails
5.
What primer does for your face
6.
To always wear sun screen
7.
To excersice daily
8.
How to be a morning person
9.
To have better posture
10. To spend
more time and energy on family members
List 4: 10 of my greatest fears
1.
Causing anyone heart ache or pain
2.
Being in pain
3.
Being alone
4.
My mom or sister not being happy, safe,
and/or healthy
5.
The dark
6.
Never amounting to anything
7.
Being rejected
8.
Being suppressed
9.
Dieing painfully
10. Not
being able to help someone or doing something wrong
List 5: The 10 things, places, people
etc, that make me the most happy
1.
Mommy
2.
Ashley
3.
Brownie
4.
May May
5.
Sue
6.
Italy
7.
Art museums
8.
Natural history museums
9.
Mom and pop cafes
10. Movies
List 6: 10 places I will visit before I
die
1.
Italy, again
2.
The Bahamas
3.
Hawaii
4.
New York
5.
The moon
6.
Paris, France
7.
Wales
8.
England
9.
Germany
10. India
Step 2: Self Portrait Poem
Fiona
Helpful
Funny
Tall
Redhead
Ashley
Love of the sun
Love of the moon
Love of the stars
Who feels soft
Who feels warms
Who feels reptilian
Who needs chocolate
Who needs sunblock
Who needs a new desk
Who gives time
Who gives praise
Who gives love
Who fears scalpels
Who fears the red death
Who fears heights
Who would liketo see Cher
Who would like to see Florence and The
Machine
Who would like to see Granddaddy
Who lives in an old white house
Hodgson
Blog Reviews
http://amormonatoxford.blogspot.com/?expref=next-blog
A mormon at Oxford is a very interesting blog. The lay out
and design of the blog seems to emulate the essence of the authoris, a lawyer
from provo utah who has her own law group in England. The focus of the site
changes throughout her posts, sometimes work, sometimes family but its mostly
about anchoring her faith while going through life and its many obstacles.The
content defiantly matches the focus, she ties her faith into every post she
makes. Her writing style is very informative and light. She uses grammar and
punctuation well. The blog is very much effective in capturing its audience,
who are family and working class people.
Twaggies.com is a charm full and delightful blog. Twaggies
takes twitter posts from all over twitter and makes illustrations of them. Usually
the tweets they twaggie have misspellings or are making fun of celebrities in
some way. The design of Twaggies is very minimalistic insofar as the website is
back and white except for the twaggies, illustrations, themselves. The focus of
the site is humor. The content is sometimes not aligned with the focus. Just in
the sense that sometimes a twaggie isn’t very funny but I guess that just
depends on the audience’s perception of the joke. Twaggies message of humor at
the cost of humanities idiocy is effective. The intended audience for this
blog/website is the younger to middle aged generation. There are no interesting
facts about the author of the blog because the blog commission’s different
artists to produce the twaggies so it’s more of a community of authors as
opposed one sole author. Twaggies.com is a delightful and fun blog to escape to
after having a hard days work.
michellephan.com
Michellephan.com is a fun lifestyle blog/website. When you
first go to the page you see a navigation bar and the top post for the day all
written in young, lady like font. The focus of the site is to better yourself.
There are tips and tutorials on how to do make up different ways and different
hairstyles, clothing ideas, fitness routines and diet plans. The content defiantly
matches the focus. I feel like I’m going to a virtual wellness spa every time I
visit the blog/website. The authors
voice is very helpful, young, descriptive, concise and to the point. The
grammar and punctuation is very good. The sites message is of self-wellness is
very effective. The intended audience for this blog is 13 to 25 year old girls
in school. I love this blog because it is my go to website for anything girly!
Friday, August 9, 2013
I am Empathetic, not an Empath...
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This is an Empath from the series Star Trek....I am not one of these. |
Many
people have all sorts of different trials through out their lives and they rely
on someone to help them or listen to them. Some people, who can afford it, hire
a counselor or psychologist. Others pour their emotions into a journal. Some bottle
it up and explode at people for the most miniscule of things. Or, a person
finds a friend and relies on that friend to listen to them. That’s where I come
in.
“Throughout
the trials in my life I always try to be the strong one, with a stiff upper lip
so that others can lean on me and depend on me for whatever they need. I’ve
been doing this since I was 8 years old. I don’t know why I always choose to
help others mourn and grieve rather than grieve myself.”
It was upon writing this paragraph in
the first draft of this personal reflection that I realized why I choose to
help others. I realized whom I am and what I was born to do. I was born to be empathetic,
to help people who can’t help themselves. I believe I was put on this earth to help
strengthen the weak. I believe God has given me the strength to be strong for
myself through being strong for others. The trials I face help me be more
empathetic. The trials that others face who need a shoulder to cry on or need
just some emotional support, helps me become more empathetic. Sometimes though,
it gets overwhelming. I believe when too many things are going on at once I isolate
myself from the environment surrounding me. I become numb to the waves of
emotions that the moon of people seems to be propelling on to me. I just
emotionally shut down. It is very scary and I get really depressed. But I soon
snap out of it and get back to being everyone’s counselor.
There
was one instance where I wasn’t expecting my empathetic traits to stand in the
way of my every day life; it was very much outside of my normal routine. I was
sitting at home on the couch in my living room researching a topic for debate.
I believe the topic was about something in the Middle East. When I clicked on
one website and read what the extremist thought of Christians like my self I was
angry at first, very briefly, and then I became scared and sad. Then I researched
more about extremists in the Middle East a picture popped up of a woman who had
been brutally beaten by her husband who was one of the extremists. I got really
confused. Because in the category of debate I was in you had to have cases for both
sides of the argument and you decided which one you would use with a coin toss.
Because I am such an empathetic creature I empathized with both pro and neg
cases. I became confused and nothing made sense I spun into a state of
depression because I couldn’t understand why I couldn’t just make my mind up
about which side I agree with. That was when I decided to stop doing debate
because I would go to bed crying every night because I was so confused, and
there was so much hate in the world that it was just awful and overwhelming.
That was one instance my empathy surprised me.
Thursday, August 8, 2013
From the Virtual World to the Real One, Join in the Conversation
Post #3 – Write a well-developed paragraph on the
following question: How can you use your talents and interests to “join
the conversation” online? Make sure to title your post to reflect
the meaning and essence of your writing. Add a visual element.
Joining the conversation, especially online, is a very valuable skill to have in terms of communication to co-worker, higher ups, and just in general. Joining the conversation, I believe, is harder to do in real life. There’s always that pit in my stomach when I want to add my two cents to the discussion and sometimes I chicken out and don’t join the discussion because I'm afraid of rejection or complete judgment. Online, however, I believe it is easer to join the conversation. Because if you join in on a discussion online then if you do get rejected or judges you can just go to a different site and just leave the discussion. I think sharpening my talent of being able to join conversations online will help me join conversations face to face because I will be more comfortable with critical feedback and feel safer knowing that if I can have the courage to say this online then I can certainly have the courage to say it in real life.
Joining the conversation, especially online, is a very valuable skill to have in terms of communication to co-worker, higher ups, and just in general. Joining the conversation, I believe, is harder to do in real life. There’s always that pit in my stomach when I want to add my two cents to the discussion and sometimes I chicken out and don’t join the discussion because I'm afraid of rejection or complete judgment. Online, however, I believe it is easer to join the conversation. Because if you join in on a discussion online then if you do get rejected or judges you can just go to a different site and just leave the discussion. I think sharpening my talent of being able to join conversations online will help me join conversations face to face because I will be more comfortable with critical feedback and feel safer knowing that if I can have the courage to say this online then I can certainly have the courage to say it in real life.
Better Failures and Winnie the Pooh Bear
Ever
tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
This
quote is more than a quote to me. It’s a lifestyle. When I was younger I would
always compare my self worth to the trial accomplishes of others. If I were in
a higher math then that person I would figure my self better and smarter than
that person. If I were in a lower math than that person I would think myself
stupid and unimportant. It wasn’t until I heard this quote that I realized I
can’t judge people on what the do or do not succeed at because its not fair to
them. I wouldn’t want to be judged at failing at something because I tried and I
failed better the second time.
“One of the advantages of being
disorganized is that one is always having surprising discoveries.”
A.A. Milne,
Winnie the Pooh
I sometimes say this to my mom when she wants me to clean my
room or when she gets really mad because my rooms an absolute pigsty I just
kind of turn it into a philisoohical disscusion; Mommy my room reperesent life,
no matter how extensively a person organizes and plans, nothing ever goes to
plan and you have to roll with the punches.
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