Reduce,reuse, recycle!

For a scholarship I am supposed to post about how I reduce, reuse, and recycle. It made me think for the longest time then a few things came to mind. In my house we have a recycling bin that we put paper in and sometimes unlike the school we take it to the special disposal unit. We usually take two bags very two weeks which, if you do the math, is about one a week. We also always share clothes. Sometimes if I don't like a shirt I'll ask my mom or sisters if they want it. Most of the time though we give our clothes away to good will which gives us total assurance that the clothes are going to be worn again. I also do something that did not seem so huge to me, but then after I thought about it I realized it helps something. The last thing I do is reuse my water bottles. When I am not using a re-usable cup I keep filling up my plastic water bottle for about a week. I know there are many other ways I reduce, reuse, and recycle, but these are just the few that came to mind.

letter to the editor one

The article about the national unemployment (National unemployment rate falls to 8.5 percent) gives many people hope and a view on how our economy is growing. Many people believe because of all the negative effect our previous president has had our economy will never be the same. Now don’t get me wrong we still have a long way to go to restore our economy but lowering the unemployment rate is one of the many steps we need to take to restore it. In the country from November to December alone 200,000 jobs have been added. Also knowing that more people are working and helping the economy grow gives many people who still do not have jobs hope for the future.

Memory 2

                The wind is blowing and the snow is falling. Deer are nibbling at the corn my uncle put in the yard. My grandmother is singing away to Christmas carols and my sisters and I jump right along with her. The house is warm and filled with the aroma of cookies and pies. My pap walks in and tries to sneak a pizzelle. Sadie sees him and kicks him out but does not get a chance to save the cookie.

                Pizzelles, chocolate covered Oreos, and angel food cake cover the counter tops and table. Chocolate chip cookies are in the oven and buffalo chicken dip is on the stove. Bayley is covered in flour and drinking hot chocolate. The window starts to fog up from of all the warmth from the oven. Laughter floats through the air and drowns out the music.

                We all know Christmas is here and we are anticipating the reveal of our presents the next morning. As we work through the day we ignore everything from the outside world. We only focused on baking and each other. The smell of cinnamon and apple pie take over and we snap back to reality.

                At this point we had been baking for five hours and we were exhausted. We started to wrap everything, wash dishes, and wipe of the counter tops. Waiting and wishing for next Christmas Eve to come fast.

the changing views of Christmas.

                Christmas is the holiday that everyone looks forward to the whole year. This holiday brings a bunch of different emotions  to different people. Some people feel happy and joyous during this holiday where others may say Humbug to the whole holiday season.

                When I was younger I was always so excited for it to be Christmas, I would always count down the days starting right after Halloween. On Christmas Eve my sisters and I opened our presents for each other, which made us even more excited for the next day. We used to go to four different places for Christmas: my house, my grandmothers’ house, my Uncle Jims’ house and my Pap Bugays’ house. We opened so many presents and went so many places both on Christmas and on Christmas Eve that we would be in bed by eight on Christmas only to sleep in until twelve so we could play with our toys. My sisters and I would get up around five and watch TV and talk about what we really wanted and what we thought we were going to get.

                I was in fifth grade when I found out Santa wasn’t real. It wasn’t a sad thing, I had heard it so much in school and my mother had slipped up a few years saying how tired she was for staying up so late. The Christmas after I found out he was not real I wanted to help my mom put the presents under the tree for my younger sister Sadie. That totally ruined my Christmas spirit because when I would move the boxes around some of them would make noise and some of them would make certain sounds that I could tell what they were. Well I guess it’s obvious that that never happened again.

                The past couple of Christmases have been filled with joyous things for me. I still am excited to get the presents under the tree in the morning, but I started to understand the meaning I was brought up to know, the birth of Jesus. Now I am not going into a whole schpiel about that meaning, but I pretty much just enjoyed being around my family and spending time with family members I barely see.

                This Christmas I feel is going to be very different for me. I plan on moving to Florida in August so that means it will be the last Christmas that I will be with my family. My mom is planning all kinds of visits and parties for us to go to, but all I want to do is sit at home with her and my sisters and watch “A Christmas Carol”. It is a sad thing,  but I expect to see so many people and talk about all the memories we have of past holidays. Also it will give me a chance to see the holiday in a different way, a way that I will be seeing it for for the rest of my life. I know Christmas is always going to give me changing emotions and I just have to be prepared for the next one.

other memior

          Many memories stay with you forever, whether they are happy or sad. Memories are made with your friends and family on a day-to-day basis. A memory I have is with my sister Bayley and my cousins Courtney, and Chase. When we were younger we used to hang out at our pap’s house. We would hand out on this wall across the street that was probably up to my stomach now. We would sit up there and act like we were so cool because out of all the other kids we were the only ones that could hoist ourselves up there.

          The last day they were here in Pittsburgh, before they moved to Washington the state with their mom, I remember sitting on that wall and eating ice cream cones. All four of us were in a row on the wall swinging our feet and laughing as the sun went down. We weren’t upset that they were leaving we just thought and talked about the stupid and fun things we did during that summer. My cousins are five years older than me so some of the things we did could have seemed dumb to them, but I thought I was like the bomb because I was hanging out with older kids. After we finished our ice cream we all said our goodbyes to Courtney and Chase.

          It is now it’s a little over nine years later and my cousin Chase is married and living with his girl friend, and my cousin Courtney has a baby boy. Every time we get a chance to catch up, which is normally only Courtney, we always talk about the things we did when we were younger. Thanks to those couple of summers we will always have a connection no matter where we are life.

Memories

A happy memory I have would be the time that my whole extended family on my dad’s side went to the outer banks. Okay it was that many people just some of my aunts, uncles, and my pap, but that is beside the point. Now the vacation was one of the best times I had and helped me grown closer to my family. The best memory I had was of me, my dad, my pap, and my uncle Jim getting up early every morning to see the sunrise on the beach. On the last day we got up extra early and wet to a special beach that had these amazing conch shells and went for a walk. We walked so long that all the people still at the house got worried about us. We talked about anything and everything considering I was only ten. My grandfather and I had a conversation that sits in my mind all the time. My pap told me a story about my grandmother and how she loved to make sea shell necklaces and go swimming in the ocean. After hearing the story I knew that I wanted to make two necklaces and wear one and lay the other by my grandmother’s grave. So they help me find some nice shells and that is what took us so long. When we got back to the house I did not say hi to anyone I went straight to the room I was staying in and started to make them. My sisters saw what I was doing and I told them the story and by the end of the day everyone had one on. This memory taught me that having something from a memory can make it easier to remember, and you have something to share with others. Also a memory does not have to be with only two or three people it can be with so many people and you will always have that bond.

Sister quotes :)

If you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child. 
~Linda Sunshine

When I read this quote I laughed and thought about how true this was because I have two sisters and trust me I love them so much, but when they take my favorite hoodie without telling me I want to ring their neck.

What's the good of news if you haven't a sister to share it? 

~Jenny DeVries

I like this quote as well because it realtes to me. Everytime I got an acceptance letter to a college my sister Bayley was the first person I told.

The mildest, drowsiest sister has been known to turn tiger if her sibling is in trouble.  ~Clara Ortega

I love this quote too because no matter hold old your sisters are, mine are 12 and16 (I think), they will always stand up for you. Not only do they help you fight the other people against you but they also help you fight the stress ans fears you have.

Gotta love sisters :)