1. Knights Email
I think that the email idea is good and bad. Having a system that all of UCF can use is very good and be amazing to keep teachers and students connected at all times. However I think that email is sometimes a problem for some students. Knights email can casue you to miss dates and foreces you to check your email every day.
2. The Green Movement on campus
The green movement is something I think is completely stupid. There is no need to spend extra money I don’t see a point and I would love to write about it.
3. Our football team
They need work that’s for sure and I think I have some facts to back this up. We lost to the worst teams and are in a terrible division there is no reason why we are not a lot better.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
MY Memoir final draft
It was a normal day as I walked into class in the morning and sat in my assigned seat right near my best friend Greg. The classroom was relatively subtle, maybe 20 desks and a vibrant blackboard full of color. Posters about math and science covered the walls; the blackboard always had the current assignment. We laughed, joked and complained about how boring school was and how we couldn’t wait to the day it is over so we can go home. We loved Mrs. Blake’s class but we hated school, who at that age didn’t. Everyone proceeded to come in and we got ready to start our daily routine. We had our do now and I remember it was only 5 math problems. I was the first one done and I really wanted to go to the one place we didn’t have to learn, the gym. Suddenly if felt as if the world stopped for me and everyone in the state of New York, an announcement was made to lock the doors; and that everyone was required to stay in class! We turned on the TV and saw a plane crashing into one of the twin towers. I was shocked and in awe. I asked my teacher what was going on. She ran out of class and told another lady to come in. She had to call her husband who worked at the world trade center; we later found out that he made it. I couldn’t believe it and couldn’t comprehend what was exactly happening. This moment drastically changed my perspective on my life. I believe that 9/11 changed my character as having known victims and almost losing my father to this tragic event.
In my class there were a lot of people who had family members working in the city. One of students’ dads worked in the World Trade Center tower number one. I remember him, Kevin, the most. We weren’t really friends and didn’t really care for each other but everything changes when something like that happen. He started to cry when he saw the video and heard the commentary. He wanted to leave; but in the fifth grade there was nothing he could do, the teacher had to follow the rules. This was when I realized that my dad was in the area and my best friend Greg said the same thing. His dad was in the south tower and was nervous when the north tower was hit. This was all happening and it was only nine o’clock and the tower was hit at 8:45 AM. It felt as if ten hours had passed but it was only 15 minutes. Then the most unthinkable thing happened, the second tower was hit. This time we were watching it live and my heart just stopped. The air left my lungs and I felt as if someone punched me in my stomach. I immediately looked over at Greg and saw his tears start to come out. His Dad worked in tower two. This was the error of no cell phones, so there was no way for us to contact our parents. This was hard for students, especially for him since his dad was in the south tower. My teacher who left the room came back in with tears and a smile. I will never forget her face when she told us that her husband had just called and had come out unharmed. I was still so confused and was asking what had happen. She tried to explain but all I got from the speech was that bad men took control of the planes and killed our people. Then my mom came to picked me up and said that my dad was fine. Greg came with us and when we dropped him off his mom told him his dad was actually late to work and that it saved his life. That moment was so shocking and woke me up as to what actually occurred. I couldn’t believe my friend’s face when he hugged his mom and smiled. We were happy that our dads’ had made it out okay but we were completely oblivious as to what actually had just happened.
It is understandable how I reacted to those events in the 5th grade; however, I wish, I was as mature and responsible as I am now. I acted so immature and only cared about my family. I think that after this event occurred, I could have been more helpful to others and to the people in my class. As a child, you act differently to certain things and this was one of them. I didn’t fully understand what had occurred and when I finally understood my life changed. It may have changed before and I didn’t know it yet. I had almost lost my dad and my friend almost lost his. It really puts life into perspective and now I understand my dad’s constant protection of us. Life is so fragile; it can be taken from you at any given time. I learned that you should appreciate what you have and that life and family should not be taken for granted.
Now, I am older and can fully comprehend the destruction of property and loss of life that the attacks of September 11 caused. It has changed my perspective on life completely. The change that occurred in me is completely visible. I am very aware of the local, state and national politics. When I look back on those days, I remember the pain people endure during those dreadful hours. I am a more sympathetic and loving person because of the lessons learned from those events. The things that those people lost on September 11 are irreplaceable. People go their whole life and take it for granted. I would not be the same if my dad wasn’t here. Some call me lucky; I just say I’m fortunate for still having my dad. I’m sorry for the lost and pain that others have felt. I wish no one in the world would have to endure that pain.
In my class there were a lot of people who had family members working in the city. One of students’ dads worked in the World Trade Center tower number one. I remember him, Kevin, the most. We weren’t really friends and didn’t really care for each other but everything changes when something like that happen. He started to cry when he saw the video and heard the commentary. He wanted to leave; but in the fifth grade there was nothing he could do, the teacher had to follow the rules. This was when I realized that my dad was in the area and my best friend Greg said the same thing. His dad was in the south tower and was nervous when the north tower was hit. This was all happening and it was only nine o’clock and the tower was hit at 8:45 AM. It felt as if ten hours had passed but it was only 15 minutes. Then the most unthinkable thing happened, the second tower was hit. This time we were watching it live and my heart just stopped. The air left my lungs and I felt as if someone punched me in my stomach. I immediately looked over at Greg and saw his tears start to come out. His Dad worked in tower two. This was the error of no cell phones, so there was no way for us to contact our parents. This was hard for students, especially for him since his dad was in the south tower. My teacher who left the room came back in with tears and a smile. I will never forget her face when she told us that her husband had just called and had come out unharmed. I was still so confused and was asking what had happen. She tried to explain but all I got from the speech was that bad men took control of the planes and killed our people. Then my mom came to picked me up and said that my dad was fine. Greg came with us and when we dropped him off his mom told him his dad was actually late to work and that it saved his life. That moment was so shocking and woke me up as to what actually occurred. I couldn’t believe my friend’s face when he hugged his mom and smiled. We were happy that our dads’ had made it out okay but we were completely oblivious as to what actually had just happened.
It is understandable how I reacted to those events in the 5th grade; however, I wish, I was as mature and responsible as I am now. I acted so immature and only cared about my family. I think that after this event occurred, I could have been more helpful to others and to the people in my class. As a child, you act differently to certain things and this was one of them. I didn’t fully understand what had occurred and when I finally understood my life changed. It may have changed before and I didn’t know it yet. I had almost lost my dad and my friend almost lost his. It really puts life into perspective and now I understand my dad’s constant protection of us. Life is so fragile; it can be taken from you at any given time. I learned that you should appreciate what you have and that life and family should not be taken for granted.
Now, I am older and can fully comprehend the destruction of property and loss of life that the attacks of September 11 caused. It has changed my perspective on life completely. The change that occurred in me is completely visible. I am very aware of the local, state and national politics. When I look back on those days, I remember the pain people endure during those dreadful hours. I am a more sympathetic and loving person because of the lessons learned from those events. The things that those people lost on September 11 are irreplaceable. People go their whole life and take it for granted. I would not be the same if my dad wasn’t here. Some call me lucky; I just say I’m fortunate for still having my dad. I’m sorry for the lost and pain that others have felt. I wish no one in the world would have to endure that pain.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
First draft
It’s a normal day as I walk into class in the morning and sit in my assigned seat right near my best friend Greg. We laugh and joke and complain about how boring school is and how we can’t wait to the day is over so we can go home. We loved Mrs. Blake class but I mean we hated school who at that age didn’t. Everyone comes in and we get ready to start our daily routine. We have our do now and I remember it was only 5 math problems I was the first one done and I really wanted to go to gym. Gym was the part of the day that everyone liked who didn’t like to go play some sports and not have to learn. I really was excited and the world stopped for me and everyone in the state of New York. An announcement was made to lock the doors and that everyone was required to stay in class. I was so mad and wanted to go to gym. We turned on the class TV and their it was a plane crashing into the twin tower. I was shocked and in awe I asked my teacher what was going on she ran out of class and told another lady to come in. She had to call her husband who worked at the world trade center he had made it out. I couldn’t believe and I couldn’t understand what was exactly happening. This moment changed my perspective on my life drastically. I believe that 9/11 was what changed my character as having known victims and almost losing my father to this tragic event.
In my class there were a lot of people who had family members who worked in the city and one kid in my class had a dad who worked in the trade center tower number 1. I remember him the most his name was Kevin and we weren’t really friends and didn’t really care for each other but everything changes when something like this happens. He started to cry when he saw the video and immediately said that he had to leave and in fifth grade there was nothing we could do the teacher had to follow the rules. This is where I realized that my dad was in the area and that my best friend Greg said the same thing. His dad was in the south tower and was nervous when the north tower was hit. This is all happening and it was only 9 and the tower was hit at 8:45. It felt like it was ten hours but only 15 minutes had passed. Then the most unthinkable thing occurred the second tower was hit. This time we were watching this life and my heart just stopped. The air left my lungs and I felt as if someone punched me in my stomach. I immediately looked over at Greg and saw his tears start to come out his Dad worked in tower two. This was the error of no cell phones so there was no way for us to contact our parents. This was hard for us especially, more so for him as his dad worked in the south tower. My teacher who left the room came back in with tears and a smile. I will never forget her face when she told us her husband made it out alive he just called her. I was still so confused and was asking what had happen. She tried to explain but all I got from the whole thing was that bad man took control of planes and killed our people. Then my mom came and got me and told me that my dad was ok Greg came with us and when we dropped him off his mom told him his dad was actually late to work and that it saved his life. That moment was so shocking and woke me up as to what actually occurred. I couldn’t believe my friends face when he hugged his mom and smiled. We were happy that our dads had made it out okay but we were completely oblivious as to what actually had just happened.
When I look back on how I reacted when I was in 5th grade it’s understandable but I wish was as mature as I am now and the responsible person I am now. I acted so immature and only cared about my family and how I felt and wish that I could have been more helpful to the people in my class and the time after this event occurred. As a kid or a boy you act differently to certain things and one of those things was this. I didn’t fully understand what had occurred and when I finally understood my life changed, or it had changed before and I didn’t know it yet. I had almost lost my dad and my friend almost lost his. That really put life into perspective for me and now I understand why my dad has always been so protective of me. Life is so fragile; it can be taken at any given time. I learned that life and your family should not be taken for granted and that you should appreciate what you have.
Now that I am older and I fully comprehend what happen that day and the amount of life that was lost my perspective was completely changed and change that occurred in me is completely visible when I look back on those days and the pain I saw people endure during those dreadful hours. I am a sympathetic loving person because of the thing that I saw and the things that I almost lost. The things that those people lost on 9/11 are irreplaceable. People go their whole life and take it for granted this changed for me when my dad was also taken from me. I wouldn’t be the same if my dad wasn’t here some call me lucky, I just say I’m fortunate for still having my dad. I’m sorry for the lost and pain that others have felt I wish no one in the world would have to endure that pain.
In my class there were a lot of people who had family members who worked in the city and one kid in my class had a dad who worked in the trade center tower number 1. I remember him the most his name was Kevin and we weren’t really friends and didn’t really care for each other but everything changes when something like this happens. He started to cry when he saw the video and immediately said that he had to leave and in fifth grade there was nothing we could do the teacher had to follow the rules. This is where I realized that my dad was in the area and that my best friend Greg said the same thing. His dad was in the south tower and was nervous when the north tower was hit. This is all happening and it was only 9 and the tower was hit at 8:45. It felt like it was ten hours but only 15 minutes had passed. Then the most unthinkable thing occurred the second tower was hit. This time we were watching this life and my heart just stopped. The air left my lungs and I felt as if someone punched me in my stomach. I immediately looked over at Greg and saw his tears start to come out his Dad worked in tower two. This was the error of no cell phones so there was no way for us to contact our parents. This was hard for us especially, more so for him as his dad worked in the south tower. My teacher who left the room came back in with tears and a smile. I will never forget her face when she told us her husband made it out alive he just called her. I was still so confused and was asking what had happen. She tried to explain but all I got from the whole thing was that bad man took control of planes and killed our people. Then my mom came and got me and told me that my dad was ok Greg came with us and when we dropped him off his mom told him his dad was actually late to work and that it saved his life. That moment was so shocking and woke me up as to what actually occurred. I couldn’t believe my friends face when he hugged his mom and smiled. We were happy that our dads had made it out okay but we were completely oblivious as to what actually had just happened.
When I look back on how I reacted when I was in 5th grade it’s understandable but I wish was as mature as I am now and the responsible person I am now. I acted so immature and only cared about my family and how I felt and wish that I could have been more helpful to the people in my class and the time after this event occurred. As a kid or a boy you act differently to certain things and one of those things was this. I didn’t fully understand what had occurred and when I finally understood my life changed, or it had changed before and I didn’t know it yet. I had almost lost my dad and my friend almost lost his. That really put life into perspective for me and now I understand why my dad has always been so protective of me. Life is so fragile; it can be taken at any given time. I learned that life and your family should not be taken for granted and that you should appreciate what you have.
Now that I am older and I fully comprehend what happen that day and the amount of life that was lost my perspective was completely changed and change that occurred in me is completely visible when I look back on those days and the pain I saw people endure during those dreadful hours. I am a sympathetic loving person because of the thing that I saw and the things that I almost lost. The things that those people lost on 9/11 are irreplaceable. People go their whole life and take it for granted this changed for me when my dad was also taken from me. I wouldn’t be the same if my dad wasn’t here some call me lucky, I just say I’m fortunate for still having my dad. I’m sorry for the lost and pain that others have felt I wish no one in the world would have to endure that pain.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
MEMO
To: J Moody
From: Me
I read the info on the peer review and would say thanks to Sam for the help and the recommendations as I am going to take them into account. She said that I need to fix the grammar and I totally agree that I need to work on my grammar so I will put more effort into that for sure. I also plan on adding more dialogue to my essay especially in my first introduction. I mean the intro should contain more dialogue so that I can really give more of a feeling to the day and how it begun. I also agree with her that I should definitely give more description on the actual incident instead of the day. I should really explain the reactions of the people in my class and the teachers in my school. The description of the people reaction can really change the tone of the entire essay. It will make people sympathize with the people and their different reaction and comment. People will easily be able to relate because everyone remembers that day and where they were exactly at. I was in New York so the experience was more drastic for me than a lot of other people. I kind off want to make the whole scenery a bit darker as it was a hard time for me and a lot of people. Especially for the people who had lost family member or friends. My dad knew people who worked in the world trade center it was hard time for him. He only worked a couple buildings away and saw the debris and everything happen he told me and I still cant believe how lucky I am to sill have my dad.
To: J Moody
From: Me
I read the info on the peer review and would say thanks to Sam for the help and the recommendations as I am going to take them into account. She said that I need to fix the grammar and I totally agree that I need to work on my grammar so I will put more effort into that for sure. I also plan on adding more dialogue to my essay especially in my first introduction. I mean the intro should contain more dialogue so that I can really give more of a feeling to the day and how it begun. I also agree with her that I should definitely give more description on the actual incident instead of the day. I should really explain the reactions of the people in my class and the teachers in my school. The description of the people reaction can really change the tone of the entire essay. It will make people sympathize with the people and their different reaction and comment. People will easily be able to relate because everyone remembers that day and where they were exactly at. I was in New York so the experience was more drastic for me than a lot of other people. I kind off want to make the whole scenery a bit darker as it was a hard time for me and a lot of people. Especially for the people who had lost family member or friends. My dad knew people who worked in the world trade center it was hard time for him. He only worked a couple buildings away and saw the debris and everything happen he told me and I still cant believe how lucky I am to sill have my dad.
Monday, September 14, 2009
It’s a normal day as I walk into class in the morning and sit in my assigned seat right near my best friend Greg. We laugh and joke and complain about how boring school is and how we can’t wait to the day is over so we can go home. We loved Mrs. Blake class but I mean we hated school who at that age didn’t. Everyone comes in and we get ready to start our daily routine. We have our do now and I remember it was only 5 math problems I was the first one done and I really wanted to go to gym. Gym was the part of the day that everyone liked who didn’t like to go play some sports and not have to learn. I really was excited and the world stopped for me and everyone in the state of New York. An announcement was made to lock the doors and that everyone was required to stay in class. I was so mad and wanted to go to gym. We turned on the class TV and their it was a plane crashing into the twin tower. I was shocked and in awe I asked my teacher what was going on she ran out of class and told another lady to come in. She had to call her husband who worked at the world trade center he had made it out. I couldn’t believe and I couldn’t understand what was exactly happening. This moment changed my perspective on my life drastically. I believe that 9/11 was what changed my character as having known victims and almost losing my father to this tragic event.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
I have come with three potential ideas but these are not what my ideas are limited to.
1. September 11, 2001 was a global event but living in New York and seeing it firsthand makes this something that is very important to me. The experience that I had and storied I have heard have fully shaped my personality to a great extent.
2. The next idea that I came up with is when my brother was born in 1994. Being that I was only 3 years old this is a little complicated to remember but he is very important to me and definitely played a role in shaping me and making me the person I am today. My brother is something that can never be replaced and I always am protecting him.
3. The next event that had a direct impact on my life was me and my family moving from New York, to Florida. This was looked at in a totally different way when I was in 7th grade. But now that I have lived in Florida and have gone away to college I thank my parent s for this decision that changed me. I truly do not think that I would have been the same person if I had stayed in New York. I made so many changes in my life when I moved here that all were all for the better.
Part 3
Idea 1-This idea is about the terrorist attack of September 11, 2001. This will describe the consequences of this event and the things that happen that change me forever. This day was painful for everyone in the United States but living in New York at the time changes your perspective on a lot of things.
Idea 2- This is about my little brother being born and him being very key in my life and leading a good example so that he can do better than me. He means a lot to me now that I am no longer with him and only see him when I go down to Miami.
Idea 3- This is about me moving to Florida from my home state of New York. This decision was frowned upon at the time but is looked at completely differently now because of all the benefits it has brought me.
Part 4
Idea 1- This was important to me because of the effects that it has on my life. People lost their lives and were the cause of the wars that the United States are in right now. People don’t fully grip what happen this day but I fully understand being that I lived in New York.
Idea 2- My brother is my only sibling so he has a special place with me. He is my brother, and means the world to me.
Idea 3- This is why I am in Ucf and why I am the student I am today. The choices I made once I moved to Florida have directly influenced my life.
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