Tegucigalpa

Tegucigalpa

That beautiful land where I was born

Where early in sweet chirping

The birds… all in chorus

Say hello to God who I Love,

Where the sun shines every morning

Rivers and mountains bathed,

Its narrow streets and nice houses

Its green fields and white cottages.

And they tell me you lack from security I believe them, for I

Have seen every tear that runs from a mother face, because their child was kidnapped,

And they tell me you are full of corruption and I reply, yes

For I have seen every thief steal and steals again, a killer kill

And kill again,

And they tell me you have drug dealers and I answered yes, for I

Have seen every accident caused by drugs.

And having answered so I turn once more to those who

Sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer

And say to them:

Come show me another city with pine forest and waterfalls

Beautiful parks and high mountains,

Where their children noble and good

Work hard, the whole day

So that way their children and grandchildren inherit

Their hopes, their faith… their desire.

How could I in these verses

Tell you everything that I feel

I`m your daughter and proud for being who I`m

Tegucigalpa my love.

Cradle of nobles and gentlemen,

God bless you and give you gifts. 

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"Chicago" poem by Carl Sandberg 

Claire

Claire moved through the crowded hallway on this first day of school. She glimpse to her left, and then to her right. Then, she escort and joined the horde of students. Was anyone scrutinizing her? Although she wanted to gaze around, she kept focusing straight ahead. However, it seemed that none of her classmates admire her, since they escort swiftly to their classes.

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Just Because.....

Just because I’m scared

Doesn’t mean I’m weak

Doesn’t mean I’m immature

Doesn’t mean I’m a baby

Just Because I’m scared

Doesn’t mean I’m not grown up

Doesn’t mean I can’t go on

Doesn’t mean I can stop having fun

Just Because I’m scared

Doesn’t mean you are going to make fun of me

Doesn’t mean you are going to talk about me

Doesn’t mean you are going to stop loving me

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Yellow Town

Once upon a time there was a Town far away the city, Yellow Town. Yellow Town was a town who interesting chickens lived. They were different types of chickens but the most interesting part is that they were all yellow, they may be short, long, fat, thin, big, little, different ages but they were all yellow. Every chicken had their own job but the job in which they were able to do well. They were classified like this the chickens that had more intelligence were teachers, the thin chickens were the health doctors, the bigger and stronger were the polices, fire-fighters and gym teachers, the short ones were the T.V. entertainers. Yellow Town didn’t had a chicken leader because a leader needed to be smartest than intelligent. So chickens believe that a leader should have the ability to be smart, the ability to lead an army if some how they were attack by the criminal dogs, the ability to manage stuffs. But any chicken had those anilities so they decided to leave their life without a leader until they had one chicken that had those abilities. But something long time ago in Yellow Town happened a very but very tiny mini little chicken was the one who ruled the town but this chicken had something rare something not normal as the others chickens. He was blind but he had the ability to be a leader. They knew this because their was an old magic chicken gipsy who knew how to discover what’s really inside a chicken. But accidentally the blind chicken who name had Chicken Little die because of his blindness.

But 20 years later they survived without leader until a mysteriously brown chicken appeared. But this was really weird because this chicken was brown and the town was called Yellow Town. All his friends laugh at him because he was not normal, he was brown. They called him brown chicken but he didn’t actually pay attention to them and he continues moving on with his life. Brown was walking in the street where he found the old gipsy. The old gipsy saw him and told him the story of the blind chicken and she think that this chicken since brown was not normal as Chicken Little brown maybe the leader the multi-abilities to be a leader. And he was he was smart and he had the strength to lead an army. And the entire Town vote for him as a leader.

                          

The End   

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The Stranger Traveller- Hancock Original Edition

Hi, everybody we are on “CMAOMT” (call me asshole one more time” TV show. Good Night everybody, I’ am BLA BLA and I have a pleasure to present you the hero of the hero encounters with Jean Val jean.

Hancock: Hi everybody, I have a long story to tell you. Jajajajaja.

When I woke up yesterday I told myself  “What a beautiful day”, well it was when suddenly, randomly I received a mysterious call from a friend of mine who told me that he needed help breaking some ice, and I was like “whaaattt are you seriously talking man”  and he was like “Yes I´am” . I told myself relax Hancock relax don’t get angry man it would be all right. I help my friend Timmy Turner breaking his ice. After, that I return home, finally on bed, when the telephone rang again, but this time was Captain under Pants (president of Italy) that needed my help to stop Jean Val jean by eating all the bread.

 From having a long trip to Italy I stop by Niza, France and I bought myself some new pair of shoes. So I had like a two hour trip to Italy, when I arrived, I was having my way to Captain under Pants house. When I saw a man seated on an Inn Having some bread, I realize. “Bread, man, Oh God that’s Jean Val jean”. Hey what’s up man?” I said with a friendly voice. “Hey, Hey do you want some bread” he said without even looking my face, “OHH sh-----, that’s Hancock” Jean Val jean said with a gorgeous reaction. “Chilax I´am not doing nothing, I, I´am just having some dinner” he said it with a rare tone. I was really surprising when I saw this poor man who was actually trying to live with some miserable piece of bread.

But I told Jean Val jean with my scary but handsome tone of voice, “So, you’re the one who is a pain in the a----, to Captain under Pants” What did he told you that, that piece of as—ho--. “Hey men relax that’s not something you need to pay attention to, just eat your bread, see you later, I told him, and he answer in a not so good manner.  “Hey Hancock you know you are piece of as----h---- by paying attention to a Pants. Call me as---h--- one more time and I don’t respond. As---h----, As---h---. Man you really win your way to Captain under Pants, and you actually know my reaction towards that type of word. I send him to Captain under Pants Jean Val Jean falling from the roof directly to Captain under Pants bed.

Captain under Pants: “typically from Hancock, but I would be thank to him all my life”. Jajajajaja

Ok… Friends I end up here and remember don’t be so ______ as Jean Val jean on telling me that word.

BLA BLA: Thank you Hancock and we end here with the Hancock vs. Jean Val jean story, and remember to watch CMAOMT tomorrow at 7:00p.m. Bye…

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Prayers At The Congress

John Adams wrote a letter to Abigail Adams, telling her that during the break at congress in Philadelphia a delegate mention that they should pray before starting the congress. Many people agree and didn´t agree because of the difference of religion, but they take it in consideration and approve that they should pray by saying a Psalm. The purpose of this letter to John was to communicate to Abigail that she should read and tell to others that Psalm.

"I must confess I never heard a better Prayer or one, so well pronounced. Episcopalian as he is, Dr. Cooper" (John Adams 677). This qoute is an example of the rethorical device appeal to emotion. This rethorical device is important to the letter because it shows the reader how the writter expresses throughly his feelings and it explains the reader that his feelings toward praying is important. "I must beg you to read that Psalm" (John Adam 678). This qoute is an example of the rethorical device of persuasion. We can see that the writter persuades the reader to pray the Psalm, because is great to hear a pray or a bible lecture in the mornings. 

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Blog #4

Mr. Patrick Henry:

Fellow Citizens of America now is the moment to decide for our future. Now is the time to make our country a better place to live. What high price should our fellow Americans pay for this liberty? Going to fight against a power? If we win great we have liberty but if we don’t we suffer economically, political and human lives and will be under their power. Do we have the capacity to fight? Why making these big and making this aggressive? A better solution is doing it in a calm way. In a political peaceful way. Why having to fight against a high power? Its true let´s have patriotism and fight for what we want, and be loyal to our country, but let’s do it in a nonviolence way. Making this you are not only going to lose economically but you are going to lose human lives. If you want to fight against high power you should have allies, and having allies is being compromise, or it would cost money. Me as American, do not agree to your petition to go to war. Why war? The only thing we want is peace. You Mr. Henry once said: Judging the future but by the past, well do you want us and our children to remember further on that we make destruction and that we lose because we wanted to have freedom we would remember that we gain liberty by making destruction instead of looking a better way to gain liberty. Why going to war and cause destruction because we are going to make destruction and not only that, we are going to lose lives. Is that what you want? It’s that what we deserve? Why don´t we focus on making this country rise instead of thinking in ways that would make us go down. The only thing I want is peace and that our children live in a peace place. Why can´t we have peace? Why suffering? I hope you take this in consideration.

                                                                                                     Sincerely, A fellow American

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