Songs of My Life

Take me away, a secret place, to the songs of my life. Just as Kino had many songs in his life, I have many songs in my life, such as songs of happiness, sadness, love, and friendship. Each song is as different as me, and truly makes me react in a way, that my friends and family would be embarrassed when the song comes on. I either dance or go crazy, and on some occasions fall into tears. My ipod contains a variety of music, each that affects me in complete different ways.

   I am a happy person, but one certain song can always  lift my spirits, to where I sing, dance, and smile from ear to ear. The song, Dancing Queen, by ABBA was recently in a movie, Mamma Mia, where all the women in a small town join in and sing this together. The fast pace and colorful lyrics add some flair to it, but I simply like it because it makes me happy. “You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life see that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen.” When these words will fill my ears, my body stops all it is doing, and I simply listen to the song, adding the words, and dances as I go along. This is what my happy song, Dancing Queen does to me.

Certain songs send chills up my spine, and make me think of all the wonderful things in my life, but the unfortunate things in others. By now you would know this is the Song of Sadness. In one certain song, Skin by Rascal Flatts, a young girl faces the awful disease of cancer, and has to face the challenges that come along with it. The prom comes, and Sarah Beth’s escort comes into the house, and surprises the entire family. “And when he takes off his cap, they all start to cry, cause this morning where his hair had been, softly she touches just skin.” This is where I begin to break down. It’s a good cry though, one where I think of the sweetness of that boy, and the true love he had for Sarah Beth. This song starts sad, but leaves you crying with a good feeling in your heart. When ever I feel sad, or am down, this song is playing in the back of my mind, because the song reminds me what other girls are going through, which is worse than my condition.

   When the holidays make their way around the corner, O Holy Night attaches to my mind. This song represents more than Christmas lights, and presents, and Santa, and flying reindeer, to me it keeps the season real. “Oh holy night! The stars are brightly shining, It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth”, begins the song. Christmas is to worship the new king, and this states it clearly to me, the stars are bright, the new Savior is here. It constantly rings in my ears. The best version in the world is by Martina Mcbride. She has the voice of an angle, and her voice makes me stand in awe. There is no music in the back ground, yet the song has beautiful notes. The people in the audience just sit there, unable to believe the wonderfully festive song. This song has so much love, gives hope to people, and rejoices the true meaning of Christmas, baby Jesus. “ A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices”

“However long it takes, I’m never given up, no matter what, I love you this much.” In the song, “I love you this Much” by Jimmy Wayne, he states this about his love. Love comes with time. In the song, a little boy wants the love from the man he respects and worships, his father. His dad only sees him once a year, and doesn’t even notice his son. He wants the love so much, he doesn’t realize that his true father has always been there, waiting on him. He loves him as much as his arms are spread across the cross. This song represents true love to me, for no matter what, I know that god will always be there for me, and will always love me. As a young girl, this song would come on, and having a gift of easy memorization, i would sing it along. Then, glancing to my left, soft tears rolled down my mom’s checks, because she loved me and so did God. Another song, Didn’t have time, by Terri Clark talks about a young mother, and her child’ father leaves her to raise the baby alone. She has to work, and raise the child, and doesn’t have time for love, “And they sat and talked for hours giving destiny its power, she could’ve been afraid to fall in love that night, but she didn’t have time.” My Song of love is true love will find you, and someone always loves you more than you know. Love is patient, and love is kind, both of these songs, end with kind endings.

“Winter, spring, summer, or fall, all you gotta do is call, and I’ll be there, you gotta friend.” By James Taylor, You gotta friend is my song of Friendship. I know that my friends will come when ever I need them, no matter when, where or why. He clearly states, a friend will be there for you when you need them. When my friends do something for me, or drop what they are doing to help me, I truly feel like this song plays in my head. James Taylor’s voice sooths me, and my entire life I can remember singing along with my daddy as we drove around, also at camp, we listen every Sunday to him. Maybe because so many memories are placed with his voice, is why I hear it daily in the back of my mind. You gotta friend, reminds me of my friends, and their loyalty to me. Besides when I hear it, I’ve gotta friend.

   It’s funny how all the songs seem to fit together and form one song, the song of my life. When I hear the song of friendship, it reminds me of happy times, sad times, love, and holidays. I look as our lives as ipods, there are many different songs, yet they make up only one ipod. You can select when you want to hear a song, but everyones playlists are different. Without songs of my life, I would have nothing to humm, or to remember. My memories would vanish, so this I claim, songs of your life make up you,  your thoughts, emotions, and wants. Only you know them, and no one can alter them for you. Simply, you are the artist of your own song.

Gayle Jenks

Mrs. Emerson

English 8 Period 2

21 September, 2008

Let’s Read Go Dog. Go!

Stomach stuffed from dinner; up the stairs I go at 7:30 to get ready for bed. I dress my self in my favorite, flowered nightgown, which used to be my sister’s. Trying to brush my teeth, I manage to get cherry paste all over my face, and hands. Prancing to the top of the stairs and screaming with all my five-year old might, “Mom, Dad, I’m ready for beddie!” Then, sprinting to my twin bed, I tackle it and throw everything off, except for my pillow and special lovey. Lovey is my most prized baby, an elephants head, and a blanket for his body. I sit Indian style and wait with wide eyes, for my parents to sneak in, I’m waiting all on one thing.

            Finally when the door cracks open, I am shaking with excitement like a kid on Christmas day. We recite our prayers, “Amen”, we all say in unison. “Ok gay-gay what do you want to read tonight?” “Go Dog. GO!” I say for the tenth-millionth time. I know this book like the back of my hand, and to be exact, I don’t even need to look at the book to read it. It’s all in my head, every word, picture, and every dog. This book was both of my sisters favorite, so because it was their favorite, it had to be mine. Everyday at nap time, my cleaner would read this to me, and I would doze off with wild dreams of crazy colored trees, with fun dogs. Something was different though when my mom read it.

            She started off quiet, simply whispering the text. I still can recall how her voice sounded. Every dog had its own voice, and to me nothing was more important than those dogs on the pages. My brain twirled, and imagined, and before long I was warped into a small, large, or red dog in the book. With each flip of the page, my mom’s pace would grow greater and greater until, “STOP”; the dogs were stopped at the stop light. I remember the long pauses where my heart would pound a hole in my chest. When she squeaked, “Go” I ran back into it, mind racing again. By this time I was probably drooling all over my lovey. The last few pages were extra thrilling. I would join in on the words, and even act out the girl poodle. When the last page came, I wasn’t done yet, I would look at all the pictures, and create the whole story again in my head. Then I would give my mom the book, and kiss her good night. It wasn’t official until my nightlight was on, and the door was slightly cracked.

            Looking back on this it is so funny how one book can become an obsession to a little kid.
Reading is a main part in every person’s childhood. For me, I was in a world with multicolored trees, and dogs driving cars. It was magical, and entertaining to my eyes.  My night was peaceful as I replayed the words, pictures, and my mom’s voice in my head and dreams. It made me feel secure to know that the dogs ended up liking each other and that I would read the book again the next night. I have read many books but this one sticks out in my mind the most. Which other book do dogs play sports on balloons, ride houses on boats, wear crazy hats, and have parties on trees? This is why my favorite book is “Go, Dog. GO!” I will remember this book forever, and pass it down to my kids. Read, dog. READ!

In Juan’s teen diary, life in
America may not be worth all it entails to get here. For example, Juans family came to
America four years ago, and is living in poverty, with not enough food on the table. As Juan states here, “I mean, come on, what is one-sixty a week for a big family like us? This is kind of hard to say, but… sometimes we don’t even have food on the table.” This shows that life for Juan’s family is hard because they have 12 people in a trailer, all trying to live in one hundred sixty dollars a week. The many people that come to
America end up in less poverty than before. In addition,  
America still gives them hope, courage, and opportunities. “I mean right now, that’s the only way I have - going up to
Denver. Time is not gonna wait for me. I gotta get things going”, quotes Juan about his dreams. This demonstrates that when coming to
America, they all have their dreams, and their own wants, which Juan is completing. Furthermore, some who have the wiliness to, achieve their dream.  As Noah Adams, the host states, “Today Juan is living in
Denver, sharing an apartment with his brother and fourteen other people. He’s found a factory job. Says he wants to save enough money to buy a pickup truck and drive it back home to
Texas. He also hopes to become a legal resident.” This shows that even through rough years, you can still over come your challenges, and do what you dream for. Therefore, it is apparent that Juan has been down, but through hard work and commitment, he is slowly finding his way.

In Juan’s teen diary, life in
America may not be worth all it entails to get here. For example, Juans family came to
America four years ago, and is living in poverty, with not enough food on the table. As Juan states here, “I mean, come on, what is one-sixty a week for a big family like us? This is kind of hard to say, but… sometimes we don’t even have food on the table.” This shows that life for Juan’s family is hard because they have 12 people in a trailer, all trying to live in one hundred sixty dollars a week. The many people that come to
America end up in less poverty than before. In addition,  
America still gives them hope, courage, and opportunities. “I mean right now, that’s the only way I have - going up to
Denver. Time is not gonna wait for me. I gotta get things going”, quotes Juan about his dreams. This demonstrates that when coming to
America, they all have their dreams, and their own wants, which Juan is completing. Furthermore, some who have the wiliness to, achieve their dream.  As Noah Adams, the host states, “Today Juan is living in
Denver, sharing an apartment with his brother and fourteen other people. He’s found a factory job. Says he wants to save enough money to buy a pickup truck and drive it back home to
Texas. He also hopes to become a legal resident.” This shows that even through rough years, you can still over come your challenges, and do what you dream for. Therefore, it is apparent that Juan has been down, but through hard work and commitment, he is slowly finding his way.

In Juan’s teen diary, life in America may not be worth all it entails to get here. For example, Juans family came to America four years ago, and is living in poverty, with not enough food on the table. As Juan states here, “I mean, come on, what is one-sixty a week for a big family like us? This is kind of hard to say, but… sometimes we don’t even have food on the table.” This shows that life for Juan’s family is hard because they have 12 people in a trailer, all trying to live in one hundred sixty dollars a week. The many people that come to America end up in less poverty than before. In addition, America still gives them hope, courage, and opportunities. “I mean right now, that’s the only way I have - going up to Denver. Time is not gonna wait for me. I gotta get things going”, quotes Juan about his dreams. This demonstrates that when coming to America, they all have their dreams, and their own wants, which Juan is completing. Furthermore, some who have the wiliness to, achieve their dream. As Noah Adams, the host states, “Today Juan is living in Denver, sharing an apartment with his brother and fourteen other people. He’s found a factory job. Says he wants to save enough money to buy a pickup truck and drive it back home to Texas. He also hopes to become a legal resident.” This shows that even through rough years, you can still over come your challenges, and do what you dream for. Therefore, it is apparent that Juan has been down, but through hard work and commitment, he is slowly finding his way.

Remember the star

The star is the sign, that they worshiped.

It gave them a leader, and true king

It gave them defeat, terrible to be seen with, in the eyes of others.

It gave them hope, in times of desperate need,

When the world turned away, the star was there.

They died with that same star that segregated them from the world.

The star was the one, who lived, died, and is remembered today.

The people, so confused why the world has stopped,

Discrimanting the ones, who are different than wanted

Finding the things that can lift their spirits,

But find nothing in the camp, so quiet, calm, and chilling

They cry out, only heard by the family they had, or still have in their heart.

The families are broken, torn away,

Never to be re-united, until they enter the pearly gates.

The world turned their backs, they got throught it,

Incredible for me to fique out, how such sad people,

Killed and in-prisoned, can find hope in little things,like the star that started it all.

We remember them in different ways, they vanished, but their acts of courage live on forever.

What interests me? If i was to give the answer that everyone already knows, it would be boring. My most time-consuming interest is sports. Mostly everyone can say that is theirs too. But what is something that most people don’t know? I love to cook! When we are making dinner, I often cook for my parents. My dad teaches me how to grill, but I already know how to do sweets and cakes. Often I watch the Food Network. I love the show, Ultimate Show Down, Good Eats, 30 minute Meals, and Barefoot Contessa.

It is so much fun to make food for others, and look at the creation I just made. I sometimes act like I have a show, or I will just come home and cook for fun. When I go to the grocery store, I try to find new things to cook. For study breaks, I sometimes cook to get my mind off of school for a while.

Cooking is my hidden talent, what is yours? Let me know what yours is. I will cook for you any time.

I have many things that help me get out of a bad mood. The main thing is getting my friends to tell me funny jokes or just give me major hugs. If they aren’t around i like to get ice cream and sit on my couch just laying trying to forget the bad situation that i have experienced. Ice cream is so soft and light it just takes away the blues.

When i am down in the dumps, only certain people can pick me up. My sisters have a way to make me laugh, and the laughs always seem to be the perfect medicine to get me back in a good mood. Friends who know a lot about me know that jokes and funny inside jokes will lift my spirits. one singers music, Colbie Calliat has great, fun, music that makes me snap out of it.

The outside is the perfect sanctuary to let go off your anger and get lifted up when i am blue. The sun shines and warms my body, and the nature calls, making it peaceful and a wonderful place to lie looking into the sky at the endless blue, like you are lost at sea, only surrounded by water. The nature is my place to “get it together” and come back to the regular Gayle. These are the things that pick me up when I’m feeling blue.

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