FC: class of | 2011 | English Portfolio!! | 2011 | Fer Martinez 10A
1: English Learning goals!! All throughout my life I had always difficulty for speaking English, How I hope this new year on English class I can learn and achieve the ability to be able of expressing my self fluidly and with a propper level of it, just by the fact I love this language too much and the same problem just keeps on following me on. That would be my first goal of course, but also I would love to learn more than 500 new and different words so I can improve and extend a my vocabulary ability and have a much better use of English. These achievements would definitely improve my understatement of so much new paragraphs and phrases, also obtaining a positive difficulty level of it. But many of the times it just seems so difficult and I hope finding a new way to truly become a greater English speaker and a new way that leads me to my goals because in fact, I care really much!
2: For another simple part, PSAT is like one of the most important goals I have on mind too! I really want to obtain a good and high score of it so my future becomes of a higher quality in terms of a Multilanguage speaker and have wider opened doors for cool, excellent and high-level universities! I will promise on keeping on my best for obtaining great results and have a nice satisfaction of my hard working skills. But still, I’m kind of scared, because I just don’t know that much on vocabulary words and don’t know may of English meanings! That’s another main reason Its almost a necessity of obtaining this essential trait! I promise reading more than 3 books this year so that will help me with the meanings of many difficult words. And yes, reading English books is my last and favorite enjoyable goal! I cant surely describe how much I love reading books and I’m sure if I read them will help me step by step become a better English speaker and achieve the past goals! | English goals!!
3: My favorite books!
4: "Friends are born, not made." ~Henry B. Adams | As always, I put on my sweet ballet slippers, my cute tutu and made a floppy bun so my hair didn’t move and stayed obediently still. I could hear the loud crowd going outside the huge and American like stage and the lovely music flying lightly around them giving a sense of excitement and fun. All my friends were already lined up for they’re turn and fortunately I was the first one. “Alison! Hurry up girl, you’ll be late for gods sake!” My ballet hair-blonde teacher called me out impatiently and for the first time I was scared. There was just a really strange feeling I can really reassure I had never felt before, because truly, I have danced and won many school competitions on this old stage and I just couldn’t figure it out why was I scared this time. Something just felt quite different, strange and worse I felt it wasn’t good at all. I pushed my fear away with a fast head shake and got into my position. My heart couldn’t stop beating at an abnormal rate and could start feeling getting blushed by such fear I had. The time tic-tac slower than it actually did and finally the professor shut up everyone except a baby who seemed who didn’t stop crying at all. He gave the same boring speech he always did when our ballet competitions took place and suddenly, I heard my name filling the silent crowd, the enormous stage, and also my self followed by a grand of applauses. | Narrative writing!
5: "A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same." ~Elbert Hubbard | And as I heard the professor footsteps fading away, I was already standing in front of everyone; including my European aunt who came all the way from Europe just for seeing me dance because in fact, I had a great talent, and in fact something was definitely wrong, something or someone I just couldn’t recognize or remember at all. That same fearful feeling filled me up again and this time I felt my self completely unprotected, I felt my self really close to danger, but why? They were all innocent people didn’t they? But it was just too late filling my mind with that nonsense questions right now, I heard my music begin and started fluidly dancing with the rhythm of the music. As my strong legs did a powerful back flip while the Swan lake song was at its deepest part, that fear seemed to become true and worse, it was true, as I was about to land, I felt a harsh crack inside my right leg and fall flatly without response into the wooden floor. For the first time, everything felt just so cold, and I could start feeling a piercing pain in my leg, so hurtful I couldn’t help but start crying hardly. The crowd, including the judges went into a loud shocking gasp and for a second I couldn’t feel my right leg anymore. Instantaneously, a nurse accompanied with a physician ran over me with first aid tools. Now I could hardy speak and I just couldn’t move, all I felt was the nurse helping me out getting into a dirty stretcher and my aunt shouting “What happened to her? Will she be alright?” And for another second, I was already inside a steady ambulance heading to the nearest hospital in town and for the next second I was already asleep. The last thing I could remember was the high sound of a policeman stopping my aunt of keeping following the fast ambulance, the simultaneously and continuously ringing of an unknown phone and the strangest dream I ever had.
6: 1st draft!! | Contexting my story... Main character.Emily, the girl who will have a ballet school competition and who is going to suffer a terrible accident at the middle of her dance.
7: What is it going to be about? The story will be about some girl who will have a ballet competition, She will be a nice and kind character who will dance “the swan lake” and at the middle of the song she will break her leg or some part of her body, that way the character who will represent a doctor and a nurse will come in action to save her life. The judges will be already included as they will be the ones who will decide who wins in the competition. The girl whose name is going to be Emily is gonna have a ballet teacher and the rest of the audience are just going to be a mix of people such as physicians and some professors and all that stuff.
8: 2nd draft!! | My own heart beat couldn’t beat faster than it actually did. All I was thinking about were two things: the golden medal and my confronters I would have. Loud cheers surrounded the huge auditorium and a nice classy smell of coffee floated impatiently around it too. I kept on trying to do this elegant bun with my long graceful hair and still, I couldn’t. I didn’t knew exactly if I was trembling of real excitement or I was just that nervous. My teacher was already lining my other friends in line and fortunately, I was the last one. Well, that was my only advantage you know. My flirty tutu seemed as cuter as ever and I knew this was my real chance to finally win my first ballet competition against everyone, to demonstrate I can one day become number one. Gosh, it simple seemed so difficult though. Anyways, I let my messy bun as it was already and got in line.
9: “Emily! What a mess of bun you have done dear, let me fixed it.” One thing I loved about my teacher was, indeed she was pretty nice and perfectionist with everyone, especially with me. So finally I got a nice bun and kept on waiting for my turn. Each time one of my friends passed, I could hear their parents even professors and physicians from other high school and university all around Phili clapping at them. Impatiently waiting, it was finally my turn and as I got outside the huge stadium I swear I could feel my feet trembling as hard as they ever had. But I knew I could do this, even though the judges had these un-emotional face. There was one who really bought my attention, he was really ugly but it just seemed so familiar. As the song, swam lake started, I started moving fluidly across the neat floor...
10: "Though time may pass, our sisterhood will last!" | What I liked about this writing piece was that you were free to be creative but given the next characters: judge, professor, teacher, nurse, attorney, police and physician. It was cool to give space to your own imagination and have some feed back with this characters. Some of the challenges I came across while writing were that I didn’t knew exactly how to do my story including all these characters because believe me, it was difficult! But at last I used the theme of Ballet which I like pretty much. And the use of words, I kind of struggled with them. Some changes I would make in future writings would be choosing your own characters and be complety free of creating a unique and creative story. Have a more extended use of words and use different themes. What I learn writing this narrative story is how to apply some words on different sentences and how to include literary devices that makes the story more interesting. In general I liked my story and its really creative and detailed! | Reflection!!
11: "Sisters are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
12: October! | Good Times
13: Memories | Benchmarks and Peer Feedbacks | A-male 1-14 C- baby sitter 2-Rich B – diary Personality characteristics that would affect their language -hypocrite, mature and in mature, impatient, childish, direct and materialistic Vocabulary type Damn it Dud Yeah Anyways Because Sentence structure: diary Idiosyncrasies : The character would be specific and really impatient. He will show straightly his feelings toward anything and have many thoughts in mind. The character will show impatience through out the story and will reveal a sense of non caring for others, just for things he really wants for him self. The spelling will be in materialistic way.
14: "Friends change. Lovers leave. Sisters are eternal." | 1st draft!! | So here is my biggest deal I ever had, babysitting. And even worse when it comes out that you are the one who is assigned for it to do it. And much even worse when you don’t have any other option at all. I was kind of angry in a way, just by the fact that I wouldn’t attend for first time to my soccer practice and I wouldn’t have the chance to drive my own Ferrari all the way to my big..well huge house of about 5 floors including an elevator. Instead, All I had to do now was taking a boring tiny cab into my grandparents house. Hey, don’t even ask me why I was taken all over that way though, because in fact this was a different babysitting cause hey, I was going to babysit my own grandmother. Pathetic.
15: I just couldn’t believe I had to waste such a day like this, just by the fact I was also planning my hanging out with first date I ever had with this cute girl I have known since kinder. Dud, she wasn’t that bad at all. Anyways, I couldn’t still stand up for the fact that my grandmother was only 65 and she seemed like going through her 95 years or so. If when she was young have done a good amount of exercise and all, she wouldn’t be that fat and she would have been more healthy and being more healthy means leaving much more years and that way I wouldn’t have to babysit her at all, minimum this time not. It is even more incomprehensible when It comes that I was the one who had to babysit her....
16: So here is my biggest deal I ever had, babysitting. And even worse when it comes out that you are the one who is assigned for it to do it. And much even worse when you don’t have any other option at all. I was kind of angry in a way, just by the fact that I wouldn’t attend for first time to my soccer practice and I wouldn’t have the chance to drive my own Ferrari all the way to my big..well huge house of about 5 floors including an elevator. Instead, All I had to do now was taking a boring tiny cab into my grandparents house. Hey, don’t even ask me why I was taken all over that way though, because in fact this was a different babysitting cause hey, I was going to babysit my own grandmother. Pathetic. I just couldn’t believe I had to waste such a day like this, just by the fact I was also planning my hanging out with first date I ever had with this cute girl I have known since kinder. Dud, she wasn’t that bad at all. | STORY...
17: Anyways, I couldn’t still stand up for the fact that my grandmother was only 65 and she seemed like going through her 95 years or so. If when she was joung have done a good amount of exercise and all, she wouldn’t be that fat and she would have been more healthy and being more healthy means leaving much more years and that way I wouldn’t have to babysit her at all, minimum this time not. It is even more incoomprehensible when It comes that I was the one who had to babysit her . Yeah me, who has only 14 years old and is an impatient, hormonal (not mentioning the fact I pretty wealthy as well) teen when my parents could have just have easily chosen my older sister Sophie. Still, they say all my grandmother needs is a boy like me which I don’t believe at all, all my mother keeps on repeating is that, on her younger age my grandmother fell in love with this guy who she says looked almost exactly as I do now and her own self esteem goes each time up as I go and visit her one time at the month. I got out off the cab and knocked the door, which wasn’t necessary at all cause I remembered my grandparents house was always opened. “My darling how nice too see you around here! Come in, come in, I baked you some chocolate cookies.” So now I did believe my mother own words. As she saw me she smiled as if she was in love with someone. I tried to gave her a bear hug but even my hands couldn’t get all around her . I grabbed some cookies and sat beside her, she couldn’t even get up and was watching some kind of boring beauty program on her creepy old TV.
18: How I missed my own room because dud, I had these two huge Tv plasma screens, a nice bed and everything, instead I was sitting in my grandmothers old bed. Ok, so This was going to be such a long afternoon. I was about in taking my Mac out when she said “So, lets go and play football at the park hug?” Now I really felt sorry for her, and more that she was wheeled chaired and all that stuff. Still, she really meant it and still, I didn’t wanted. How awkward playing football with a big fat old woman who couldn’t even move her foot up. I tried by saying her that my stomach hurt but she wouldn’t believe me. So now I didn’t had other choiceIt was the most embarrassing thing I did in my entire life. I mean, playing football with her. Each time I passed her the she would start laughing out loud and would try to catch it with her odd hands. Girls about my age started laughing at her and I felt again sorry for them. The worst thing was, as the park was like a little mountain and we were at the top, the 5th time I passed her the ball she started rolling backwards all over to the street for god sake.
19: She screamed like crazy and I was the one who had to run over her. She badly crashed over a tree and her wheel chair was destroyed. She wasn’t at all and that was good. The bad thing was, how was she going to return home? She couldn’t even get up, and I couldn’t even carry her. Damn it I was screwed up. It was getting darker and it was 7:30 already “try again” I insisted but she wouldn’t even move a hand or leg or even her eye. It wasn’t till an old friend of her passed by the street and freaking looked toward my grandmother who was now playing with the flowers laying around with her. I asked her for a tiny ride and she obviously did. As we arrived she said it was her best day of her life when I was just thinking the opposite. She said I was the nicest person in the whole world, which I didn’t believed at all. She said she would have marry me if she was my age and I just patted her in the head, giver another bear hug, got a cab and turned al over the way to my home....
20: REFLECTION!!! | g I liked doing this creative writing assignment because from the character you chose you really have to create a completely different perspective of what you thought about. Especially when it comes about genders. It was fun doing this story because my character was a boy and its interesting switching ideas and trying to think how the character would be and act in certain situations. I really enjoyed doing this assignment and had a lot of fun creating and thinking how my story would be.Still, It was kind of hard choosing names for my characters, I didn’t even put them a name.
24: soaking up the sun
25: relaxing by the pool
27: "Nothing can stop the man with the right mental attitude from achieving his goal; nothing on earth can help the man with the wrong mental attitude." ~Thomas Jefferson
28: "The surest way not to fail is to determine to succeed." ~Richard Brinsley Sheridan
29: "Success is the good fortune that comes from aspiration, desperation, perspiration and inspiration." ~Evan Esar
31: "Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world." ~Harriet Tubman
32: Reach high, for stars lie hidden in your soul. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal. Pamela Vaull Starr
33: "Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined." ~Henry David Thoreau