Friday, October 30, 2009

The Dust Bowl Tragedy

The Dust Bowl: Midwest under sand
Happened during the mid 1930’s
Everyone in peril, what to do now?

Damaged done to thousands of homes
Unusual to most citizens
Sky covered in dust, now we can’t see the sun
Terror spreads throughout the region

Brought chaos to the nation
Only hope can save us now
We can now only hope to make it trough the disaster
Looking for homes… we wait

Time to head in a different direction
Rewind time so that we can prepare
Agony shakes the Midwest
Great things start to happen though
Everyone thinks about moving west
Decision is made and we head west
Yes, we survived

Friday, October 23, 2009

Night/Elie Weisel

Night is a book written by a former Holocaust prisoner named Elie Weisel. It talks about his experience in during the Holocaust, his dreams, and his hopes for his future, if he was able to survive. Wiesel and his family were sent to concentration camps when the Germans started to take over. When they were sent to the camps, his family was separated. His mother and his sisters went with all the women and children while him and his father went with the men. The men were the ones who had to do most of the work. The ways they had to travel from place to place were unbearable, from blistering cold winters to scortching hot summers. Only getting around ½ to 1 meals a day, starvation starts to affect his strength. As years go by in the concentration camps; Wiesel watches the death toll rise to millions, including his own family.


“That night the soup tasted like corpses”

"The yellow star? Oh well, what of it? You don't die of it."

"Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed."

"I did not deny God's existence, but I doubted His absolute justice."

Whenever I dreamed of a better world, I could only imagine a universe with no bells."

"How could I forget that concert, given to an audience of dying and dead men!"

First Flight

It was February of 2005, the sun was rising, the cold wind was blowing outside, and the street was as quiet as a mouse. I gently hopped out of my bed and dragged myself into the frigid hallway. As I walked down the stairs, I saw my mom quickly run past me. “Good morning mom,” I said to her, but she did not here me. As she zipped from room to room I yelled,” good morning mom!” when she heard me she replied” good morni-“, as if she stopped to remember where she left something, she didn’t finish her response. When I finally made it to the last step, I noticed that she was packing our stuff.
Worried, I asked my mom what was going on. When time finally gave her the right to speak she said, “Eli, our flight leaves in another two hours, get in the shower, brush your teeth, get dressed and lets go.” Not even thinking about the little time we had left, I was killing time by adding more questions, “What flight? Where are we going? What is toda-“, the n I caught myself. Today was the day the we fly to Atlanta to visit my aunt, FLY!
I never flew in a plane before, I was extremely nervous, paranoid, and stunned, especially after what happened on September 11, 2001 when two planes crashed in New York and one Pennsylvania. We sprinted out to the car, forgetting that we haven’t had breakfast.” I’m hungry”, I said to my mom. From the growling sound of her stomach, I can tell she was hungry too.” We are just going to have to wait until we get to the airport,” she replied. I then realized that I was going to have to wait until we got the airport because I really had no choice.
Finally we made it to the airport, winning the race against time. We grabbed us some snacks from the vending machine and then started to speed walk towards our terminal. We flashed our tickets and was on our way. We walked through a small tunnel with different people from different places surrounding us, despite being nervous, I also became claustrophobic. As we entered the plane, I was sweating as if I just came back from running a mile. We put our luggage up in the luggage compartments and sat down. Before we came, I remembered my mom telling me that we should turn off our cell phones otherwise the plane can fall out the sky. Even though had not taken off yet, I saw people still with their devices and I started to panic.
My mom did everything she can do to get me to calm down, from telling me to be quiet to handing me magazines and snacks. “Everything is going to be fine Eli,” she said calmly. Her words made me settle down a little. The pilot started to talk into the intercom, laying down some rules and safety guidelines. After he was done talking, I saw that everyone was turning off their electronic devices. I then began to cool down even more in the humid plane, taking deep breaths and preparing for take-off.
As I laid back in my seat, we started to move. Sitting in the window seat, I looked out the window and notices that we were in motion. My eyes became wider as we started to pick up speed. My ears slowly started to pop so I became a little deaf for several minutes. Still looking out the window, I saw that we were beginning to elevate off ground. I went from being nervous to being excited, I tapped my mom on her shoulder and told her to look out the window.
When we exceeded our limit in the air, I looked down to see what Earth looks like from above. It looked like a map from my point of view. I can see border lines which divided areas that is not easy to see on ground. The vehicles looked like tiny ants moving at a fast pace. The pools looked like tiny puddles covered in plastic. The houses looked like themselves except in a smaller structure. And the people were so small that they were impossible to see. After observing what was below, I glued my eyes to what was above. Clouds, the clouds were the focal points in the sky. It was a sunny day outside, but there were several clouds in the sky. I put my hand on the window, wishing I can just get a feel of what a cloud feels like, that may never happen. Unexpectedly, we flew into a cloud and I lost my vision of what was on the outside for a moment. When we came out of the cloud, I was hoping we would fly through another one.
I began to get a little tired so I took a nap for a while. As time went by, we were getting closer to our destination. My mom woke me up and told me were almost there. I sit up, wipe drool from my mouth and then I felt the plane start to descend. When we landed, I grabbed my luggage, walked off the plane and marched through the small tunnel with a big smile on my face.