Wednesday, April 6, 2011

imagine story. 100 yrs from now

As I lay there in a pile of water with nothing on I’m completely naked. I can’t help but question what has happened and why I’m waking up on hop of a mountain. The last thing I can remember is hanging out with my friends at this party and everyone was drinking but after a while I noticed people really starting to act weird, I told the people I had came with I wanted to go. They started to freak out saying that I was going to tell their parents, and how they would get in trouble. Out of know where someone yelled “Let’s just get rid of him, we can kill him and hide his body”! I could see that people were consider doing it, I seen most people pop some pills while they were drinking, so I feel like the drugs and alcohol are taking over. From there on out I don’t know what else was done.
“How long have I been up here? What time is it? Where am I? Will I die before I find another person?
All these questions just kept running through my head, so all I could do is walk. Walk to see where I’m at, what I could find and if I’m even miles within a town. I’m walking down this very steep hill, my legs feel like jello. Everything around me seems different then what I had imagined, everything just seems so, so new. I walked for probably 8 miles before I had seen anything that looked like life could be around it. Finally I arrive at a gas station and as I walk up to enter the door there is a calendar outside and it read June 21st, 2111. At that moment I wanted to die because I remember the year I went to the party the month and day to be exact, Feburary 12, 2011. Its now 100 years later and everything is different, the animals look different, cars, houses, even candy in the store is different, everything’s so bubbly. I ask the cashier what town were in and she responds to Las Vegas but were basically on the border line of that and another town she told me if I wanted to get to Las Vegas the city buses would start running at 5 am. I had some time to spare since it was only 1:30 am. I picked out a few things to eat chips, a pop, this weird pack of gum and a crossword puzzle. The total came to 11.18 I thought that was way to much the woman at the counter started to ask me if I was just a tourist and that every state has a different tax percent. I decide to take a little nap in the cafĂ© area in the back of the store, I ask the woman if she could wake me up at 430 she said she would because that’s when her shift ended. As the time is going by I’m trying to sleep but all I could think about was what Las Vegas was like just because from what I could remember it was always party and no sleep. I am awakened by someone touching my shoulder it was the woman, letting me know that she was now getting off work and I had a half hour to wait for the bus. The bathroom was the first place I wanted to go because I knew once I had made it there that I wasn’t going to want to do anything else but site see and figure out my story pretty much. By 5:45 am I’m waiting to get off at my stop well I really don’t even know which stop is mine, next thing I hear is “Last stop, Las Vegas and 34th ave. I stood up and walked to get off the bus. There were quiet a few people outside already, many looking like their going to work, something that I feel like I need to be doing is talking to the police or someone to see if I had ever been filed more missing. As I’m walking down the street I see a transit cop, I couldn’t tell the difference between him and a real cop so I proceeded to walk to him. I asked him if he could talk for a minute because this was a pretty weird story. He took me to his car which actually looked like a regular cop car except is was more new, it didn’t run off of gas but electricity way back before I had disappeared cars were starting to come out like this but they weren’t that popular way to expensive and if it was helping saving money on gas it sure wasn’t with the electric bill. I’ve heard some talk about a car being able to fly but that’s like 10 years from now. Too much technology is going right now and I’m really not worried about the main thing, the reason I disappeared and why. I feel like this is a mystery so I decide to go to the public library, holy is everything different in here theirs no more book only electronic readers that your able to purchase book, magazines and many more things. The computers do not have a keyboard on a mouse, it types what you say, and instead of a mouse you just drag your finger in the air mostly like an invisible screen that your touching. I go to the internet to search my name and see what comes up. I type in James Johnson the first thing I see is my death my and I starting moving my finger around in the air to see what more it says. The story starts off just as it had left off in my head. My so called friends killed me, the tried to bury my body somewhere in the woods but it was discovered in the woods not even 1o miles away from the house I was at. It doesn’t say which one specifically did what because from what it sounds like everyone was scared and no one wanted to get in trouble. So they all started pointing fingers at each other and after so long and so many different stories they were all charged with first degree murder. I scroll down a little more and the last thing I expected, happened. I had been cloned 2 years after my death, cloning had become very popular over the years but would need to be programmed like a robot. I was never programmed so I was only a tester to see what was going to happen, so I just don’t understand why I’m having feelings, these emotions if I was never meant to be a person anyway. On my license it said that I was a organ donor so I guess they donated my body to science. It says that a few years after my death everything started to fall apart. My parents divorced, and a few years after that she committed suicide. Within 2 hours of me being at the library the government detected something weird with my computer with what I was researching and the next thing I know I had 3 government agents coming towards me, telling me that they needed to take me in a talk to me. Now I’m sitting here in this room cold, no sound, anything but me handcuffed to a chair. They walk in and start questioning me so I’ve told them everything up until this point right now. They start saying code things to each other and I all I can do is sit and wonder. I’m told to stand up they un-handcuff me we walk into another room with life size pill capsule and I see a table that is long enough to lay on next thing I know is I’m being injected with a needle in my arm doing something weird to my body and I feel like I can’t breathe, I can’t feel my arms or legs I think there going to put my body in that life size pill. From there on everything started to blur.

Monday, March 14, 2011


Daily Lyrics Lesson

What is it?
Every day a different student will present a song to class. You will write a one page summary using the form I have provided, which you will hand in to me before you give your presentation. Your presentation will begin with the playing of your song (we will place the lyrics on an overhead as the song plays). You should then talk about your answers to the questions. The presentation should be no longer than ten minutes (5 minutes for song and 5 minutes of your description).

Why are we doing this?
We are surrounded by the English language every day without knowing it. Music is an integral part of our daily lives, culture, and society. We rarely think of these songs as pieces of poetry played with music. This assignment will make us more aware of the poetry in our daily lives and help us understand the songs that we hear every day.

What is required?
• A one page typed response to the questions provided posted to your blog and e-mailed to me.
• A typed version of the song posted to your blog and e-mailed to me. This will allow me to make sure the song is appropriate for the class.

What is not appropriate for class?
Use your judgment on this. The song should have appropriate language and subject matter. This assignment is meant to be an interesting and enjoyable way to study the language used in our popular music. If it becomes a problem, we will stop using this assignment.

How much is it worth?
The assignment is 10 points total, 5 points for the written portion of the assignment and 5 for the presentation. THIS ASSIGNMENT CANNOT BE MADE UP AT A LATER DATE.

Daily Lyrics Assignment:


Song Title :

Artist :

1. Why did you choose this song? Why is it important to you?
I choose this song because when i was younger my mom would always play this also because its appropriate

2. What is the story in the lyrics?
the story is a young boy growing up without his dad and his mom feeling like shes never going to find anyone that wants to be with her because she has a kid, then she meets someone who accepts her son and wants to do things as a family and he feels like the guy really stepped up to being a dad.

3. What is the structure?

4. What is the emotional tone or mood?
sad, but then happy at the same time

5. What is the message or lesson ?
Not everyone grows up with a dad and even though he was so young in the story he really payed attention to the little things that happened like how he wasnt able to go out with his mom,

6. What is the intention of this piece of music?
He was expressing his self through his music of how he might have felt growing up

When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
My momma used to wonder if she'd ever meet someone
Who wouldn't find out about me and then turn around and run

I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old
He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go
A few months later I remember lying there in bed
I overheard him pop the question and prayed that she'd say yes

And then all of a sudden
Oh, it seemed so strange to me
How we went from something's missing
To a family
Lookin' back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be

I met the girl that's now my wife about three years ago
We had the perfect marriage but we wanted somethin' more
Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends
Crowded 'round the nursery window as they bring the baby in

And now all of a sudden
It seemed so strange to me
How we've gone from something's missing
To a family
Lookin' through the glass I think about the man
That's standin' next to me
And I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be

Lookin' back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be

Yeah, I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be
Because he didn't have to be
You know he didn't have to be

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

sense - halloween

Halloween is firey orange
The color of pumpkins and candy corn
Halloween feels like a kids dream... free candy
With your hand digging deeper in the candy bag
You start to hear the little wrappers moving around
Without knowing which candy is which
You grab one , two , or maybe even three
Halloween candy craving is coming
October so long and hello November

villanelle- cows tipped

At the top of the hill , lays a dead cow tipped over
with flowers laying all around the grass
i start to hear the birds quietly chirping.

More animals creep towards me to see if im sleep or dead
i find it kind of ammusing but i stay still
i feel the akward looks but stull i do nothing

i flap my ears around a little bit to throw out a sign
but still nothing i feel the sadness start to enter
they think im dead.

I let out a loud " MOOOOO " to let them know nothing is wrong
and im as fine as a dandy.
The deer leaps over lucy as she has a smile on her face

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

how do i feel as a piece of paper paper inches from the shredder

Getting closer i feel my paper body bending, foot steps going across the floor. There seems to be a conversation between a man and a woman i really couldnt make out what they were saying but it seemed pretty important, was it me? Did i have something written on me that no one can see? I have all these questions in my head because i dont understand why out of all the pieces of paper im the one being shreeded! I never one tore and the bottom of me had only bended a little bit. Do you know how many times i let them earse things off me and never tore? i was good quality paper.

Monday, March 7, 2011

cold bath- etheree

water ;
filled to the top
freezing cold like a lake
in the woods
feeling like a ice cube
what should i do
the doc told me its either this or
nasty medicine ohh noo
with the feeling of it ozzing down my throat
just a few more seconds
as i hear the bath water drainging
i feel relieved to stand up
only to find out my rash still is there

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

how ridiculous i was as a...

how ridiculous i was as a octopus i had way to many arms and legs. i felt like i didnt know which was which for me to get food i would say that it was complicated just because of my size. my friends in the ocean sometimes dont like to be by me why you ask thats because sometimes when i get the munchies i like to eat them they shouldnt feel intimidated only because the ones i eat are the ones i like most least. I slurp them down as they twist and turn down my throat. Drenched in saliva i spit them back out as they squeal to get away come back come back goofy i was just kidding you know that your my bestfriend of them all and i wouldnt do that to you.