KELLY BEACH Travel Club '98! Europe here we come! No sport better than SOCCER. Can be found coaching b-ball to young SMA stars. Beach baby forever. Math2. St. Emile always. Our party of five will be friends always.
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Sunday, October 5, 2008
Seasons Greetings!
Seasons Greetings!
Time passes so quickly that I have trouble remembering all that happened in 2005.
Sherry(brother Brian's daughter) had twin boys on Dec. 24th. Such excitement. I have been helping her every Tuesday so she can escape for a few hours.They are happy little boys, crawling and standing. Sherry and Jayson aren't in any hurry for them to walk or climb. We had a long,cold winter with tons of snow. It made driving and walking a nightmare. However, I made it to Carberry and Starbuck for Curling Bonspiels. We both really enjoyed our Curling Leagues. Jerry Also coached Gr. 9 girls Basketball, and plays guitar in the Southglen Fiddlers Band. In May we went to Steinbach to hear the Grandchildren(Dan and Brained) play in a Piano Recital. They played flawlessly! It was not a good year for golf as the course was flooded several times. For 1 week we were transported to the 1st hole by tractor. Our St. Bonfire Ladies Nassau team won B Division. (I played in 3 of the 7 games.)
In July, Dan and Karen flew to Holland to visit Karen's relatives. We looked after Dylan (age 10) for 12 days , and Shelly for 6 days. They were lots of fun. Dan and Karen had a great time,but their trip to London was canceled because of the bombing. In Aug. Mom came for our 40th Anniversary, a family party at Jason and Sherry's. Everyone did such a great job of organizing and making the food special. Allison outdid herself with a special poem!
Brian and I scouted out many Assisted Living places, and were stunned when an opening came up for Oct.1st. Brian drove to BC in Sept.,sold her house in 3 days, packed her belongings ,and flew Mom to Wag. mid Sept. Meanwhile, Loire bought a house (Sept.15 possession ) so we worked like mad to strip wallpaper,patch, paint, etc. before she moved in Sept.25th. We got 2 bedrooms and the kitchen done. We have since finished the 3rd bedroom. She is still working on the livingroom.
Oct. 1st Jerry and I flew to Williamsburg, Virginia for a 2 week holiday , with the 3 couples in our Bridge group. What a history lesson to visit Colonial Williamsburg , and a bus tour to Washington- Arlington Cemetery and the Smithsonian. We had great weather, saw all the sights, played mini-golf, and lots of card games.
While we were away Brian and Vie got Mom moved into Amber Meadows, not far from where Sherry and Jason live. We usually have our kids and grandchildren for Sunday supper. We enjoy hearing about their busy lives. Shelly goes up and down the basement stairs like mad, and loves to play the piano (after the boys have played their latest pieces.
Dave is still remodeling his house- taking out walls, re-wiring, etc. He is busy working at Green Drop and does some cooking at Smithies Restaurant on weekends.
Loire, Karen, and I are into Scrapbooking and card making. They are much better at making time than I am.
Per usual , I am in a rush to finish baking, sewing, knitting, etc., for Christmas. Sherry is hosting, but everyone brings their specialties so its a great time.
We hope you and yours are in good health and we send our best wishes for a wonderful
Christmas and a very healthy 2006.
Love and stuff,
Time passes so quickly that I have trouble remembering all that happened in 2005.
Sherry(brother Brian's daughter) had twin boys on Dec. 24th. Such excitement. I have been helping her every Tuesday so she can escape for a few hours.They are happy little boys, crawling and standing. Sherry and Jayson aren't in any hurry for them to walk or climb. We had a long,cold winter with tons of snow. It made driving and walking a nightmare. However, I made it to Carberry and Starbuck for Curling Bonspiels. We both really enjoyed our Curling Leagues. Jerry Also coached Gr. 9 girls Basketball, and plays guitar in the Southglen Fiddlers Band. In May we went to Steinbach to hear the Grandchildren(Dan and Brained) play in a Piano Recital. They played flawlessly! It was not a good year for golf as the course was flooded several times. For 1 week we were transported to the 1st hole by tractor. Our St. Bonfire Ladies Nassau team won B Division. (I played in 3 of the 7 games.)
In July, Dan and Karen flew to Holland to visit Karen's relatives. We looked after Dylan (age 10) for 12 days , and Shelly for 6 days. They were lots of fun. Dan and Karen had a great time,but their trip to London was canceled because of the bombing. In Aug. Mom came for our 40th Anniversary, a family party at Jason and Sherry's. Everyone did such a great job of organizing and making the food special. Allison outdid herself with a special poem!
Brian and I scouted out many Assisted Living places, and were stunned when an opening came up for Oct.1st. Brian drove to BC in Sept.,sold her house in 3 days, packed her belongings ,and flew Mom to Wag. mid Sept. Meanwhile, Loire bought a house (Sept.15 possession ) so we worked like mad to strip wallpaper,patch, paint, etc. before she moved in Sept.25th. We got 2 bedrooms and the kitchen done. We have since finished the 3rd bedroom. She is still working on the livingroom.
Oct. 1st Jerry and I flew to Williamsburg, Virginia for a 2 week holiday , with the 3 couples in our Bridge group. What a history lesson to visit Colonial Williamsburg , and a bus tour to Washington- Arlington Cemetery and the Smithsonian. We had great weather, saw all the sights, played mini-golf, and lots of card games.
While we were away Brian and Vie got Mom moved into Amber Meadows, not far from where Sherry and Jason live. We usually have our kids and grandchildren for Sunday supper. We enjoy hearing about their busy lives. Shelly goes up and down the basement stairs like mad, and loves to play the piano (after the boys have played their latest pieces.
Dave is still remodeling his house- taking out walls, re-wiring, etc. He is busy working at Green Drop and does some cooking at Smithies Restaurant on weekends.
Loire, Karen, and I are into Scrapbooking and card making. They are much better at making time than I am.
Per usual , I am in a rush to finish baking, sewing, knitting, etc., for Christmas. Sherry is hosting, but everyone brings their specialties so its a great time.
We hope you and yours are in good health and we send our best wishes for a wonderful
Christmas and a very healthy 2006.
Love and stuff,
My Cousin
#2 Santiago's hero is Joe DiMaggio. Is there any public figure, from sports or elsewhere, whom you especially admire? Why?
My Cousin
The person that I greatly admire is my cousin Kelly Stefanyshyn. She is well known in the media in Canada, and is an awesome swimmer. In the past year in short course World Cup meets, Kelly has won 8 gold, 3 silver, and 1 bronze. She also won a silver and a bronze in the championship meet.
Recently, she moved to Vancouver with her mom and younger sister Di-Di where she can get better training for herself. She'll be competing at the Pan Am Games this summer in the 100M and 200M back. I think that the move took a lot of courage for her, because her brother and father had to stay behind. I would be frightened to go into a new swim club where I knew no one, but knew that the swimmers there were of high caliber. It's a lot of work to leave friends and family behind as well, knowing that you're not going to see them for quite a while.
Also, I greatly respect her for the amount of training she's doing now, and what she has done in the past. During the school year she would be up and swimming by 6a.m. for two hours before she went to school. Then after school she would go swimming with the other Canadian Kodiaks in her swim club. Now in Vancouver she trains pretty much every single day, in preparation for competition meets. She also watches her diet really well, and only pigs out once and a while. To me, that is a lot of work that I just couldn't do.
For her swim meets, Kelly gets to travel around the world to go into competitions. Because of this, she pretty much has to give her social life up. She sacrifices so much of her time and I admire that dedication in her. I'm actually pretty envious of her for being able to go around the world. She has admitted to me though, that sometimes she never really sees the cities they're in because they whisk her to the next competition right away.
Another point that makes me respect her is that she deals very well with the media. They come up to her right after a race when she's still trying to catch her breath and ask her tons of questions. And if she came in second place, they try to get her to bash the swimmer that came in first(but she never does anyway). She is very patient, and never says an unkind word to them. I'd probably tell them to get lost until I caught my breath, but that's probably why God never made me a high caliber athlete.
My Cousin
The person that I greatly admire is my cousin Kelly Stefanyshyn. She is well known in the media in Canada, and is an awesome swimmer. In the past year in short course World Cup meets, Kelly has won 8 gold, 3 silver, and 1 bronze. She also won a silver and a bronze in the championship meet.
Recently, she moved to Vancouver with her mom and younger sister Di-Di where she can get better training for herself. She'll be competing at the Pan Am Games this summer in the 100M and 200M back. I think that the move took a lot of courage for her, because her brother and father had to stay behind. I would be frightened to go into a new swim club where I knew no one, but knew that the swimmers there were of high caliber. It's a lot of work to leave friends and family behind as well, knowing that you're not going to see them for quite a while.
Also, I greatly respect her for the amount of training she's doing now, and what she has done in the past. During the school year she would be up and swimming by 6a.m. for two hours before she went to school. Then after school she would go swimming with the other Canadian Kodiaks in her swim club. Now in Vancouver she trains pretty much every single day, in preparation for competition meets. She also watches her diet really well, and only pigs out once and a while. To me, that is a lot of work that I just couldn't do.
For her swim meets, Kelly gets to travel around the world to go into competitions. Because of this, she pretty much has to give her social life up. She sacrifices so much of her time and I admire that dedication in her. I'm actually pretty envious of her for being able to go around the world. She has admitted to me though, that sometimes she never really sees the cities they're in because they whisk her to the next competition right away.
Another point that makes me respect her is that she deals very well with the media. They come up to her right after a race when she's still trying to catch her breath and ask her tons of questions. And if she came in second place, they try to get her to bash the swimmer that came in first(but she never does anyway). She is very patient, and never says an unkind word to them. I'd probably tell them to get lost until I caught my breath, but that's probably why God never made me a high caliber athlete.
What I Did This Summer
What I Did This Summer
By Kacey Beech
This summer I had a lot of fun, for I met lots of people. I spent most of my summer at Grand Beach where I met Russel, Rick, Andy, Scott, Jen and Darcy, and lots more people. I usually stayed with the guys on the beach during the day, and at night we'd either go for walks along the beach, go to parties, or stay at DJ's. DJ's is an arcade/pool hall. Everybody usually went there, so it was so much fun.
The first week I was out, before I met anyone I previously named, I met a girl named Laura. She was my friend's cousin, and we quickly became good friends because we're the same age. We did a lot of things together, fighting every once and a while. We even entered a sand building contest which we placed 2nd in overall, which was pretty cool. She lives in Malaysia, that's over Australia, so we're going to write letters, since I won't see her until next summer.
As for everyone else I met, I'm still keeping in touch with a few of them, for I became good friends with some of them. I have so many happy and a few sad memories with everyone from Grand Beach. The unfortunate part is a few of them are living in places such as Calgary and North Battleford, Saskatchewan, so I can't see them until next year.
I spent a week at Camp Cedarwood this year, and it was by far the best camp I had ever been to. We slept in a two floor lodge with three lounges, a dining/cafeteria room, a basement, washrooms, and an awesome rec. room. The girls slept on the second floor with six large rooms with seven girls and one counselor per room.
The food there was actually really good, and the activities were awesome. There was sailing, windsurfing, canoeing, kayaking, water skiing, wall climbing, mountain biking, skateboarding and creative expression and we got to do each one. They even had a rock session each night which was really cool. I met many people at camp who I am writing to also.
The other camp I went to was Wesmen Basketball camp, where I worked hard for three hours every day for a week. I would come home exhausted every day, and sometimes going right back to sleep. I had a really cool coach who helped me improve my skills, and made me a better player, so in the end it was worth it.
I also spent two weeks with my dad, one was at Grand Beach, and the other we spent with my cousins Christy, Garrett and Richard and my Grandma. It was really cool because we went to places such as Skinners waterslides, and spent the day there running back and fourth to the waterslides. I had a great time spending the week with my cousins because I hardly see them. In conclusion, I'd like to say this was the best summer I have ever had, and that I hope next year is as good.
By Kacey Beech
This summer I had a lot of fun, for I met lots of people. I spent most of my summer at Grand Beach where I met Russel, Rick, Andy, Scott, Jen and Darcy, and lots more people. I usually stayed with the guys on the beach during the day, and at night we'd either go for walks along the beach, go to parties, or stay at DJ's. DJ's is an arcade/pool hall. Everybody usually went there, so it was so much fun.
The first week I was out, before I met anyone I previously named, I met a girl named Laura. She was my friend's cousin, and we quickly became good friends because we're the same age. We did a lot of things together, fighting every once and a while. We even entered a sand building contest which we placed 2nd in overall, which was pretty cool. She lives in Malaysia, that's over Australia, so we're going to write letters, since I won't see her until next summer.
As for everyone else I met, I'm still keeping in touch with a few of them, for I became good friends with some of them. I have so many happy and a few sad memories with everyone from Grand Beach. The unfortunate part is a few of them are living in places such as Calgary and North Battleford, Saskatchewan, so I can't see them until next year.
I spent a week at Camp Cedarwood this year, and it was by far the best camp I had ever been to. We slept in a two floor lodge with three lounges, a dining/cafeteria room, a basement, washrooms, and an awesome rec. room. The girls slept on the second floor with six large rooms with seven girls and one counselor per room.
The food there was actually really good, and the activities were awesome. There was sailing, windsurfing, canoeing, kayaking, water skiing, wall climbing, mountain biking, skateboarding and creative expression and we got to do each one. They even had a rock session each night which was really cool. I met many people at camp who I am writing to also.
The other camp I went to was Wesmen Basketball camp, where I worked hard for three hours every day for a week. I would come home exhausted every day, and sometimes going right back to sleep. I had a really cool coach who helped me improve my skills, and made me a better player, so in the end it was worth it.
I also spent two weeks with my dad, one was at Grand Beach, and the other we spent with my cousins Christy, Garrett and Richard and my Grandma. It was really cool because we went to places such as Skinners waterslides, and spent the day there running back and fourth to the waterslides. I had a great time spending the week with my cousins because I hardly see them. In conclusion, I'd like to say this was the best summer I have ever had, and that I hope next year is as good.
Letter to Scott
Hey Scott,
How's it goin'? Sorry it took me so long to write this letter, but my teacher has assigned one project after another, and I've been staying up until two in the morning to finish them. You're such a lucky little shit because you get no homework, oh sorry, I forgot you get a whole ten minutes of it.
You know how I told you I didn't like volleyball 'cause it's not my sport? Well, I'm now on our school's first volleyball team[ yes, they're were cuts] , and since I know how to play, I love it! We had one game so far, and we lost 15-7, and 15-13. That was only because we were so nervous because it was our first game ever as a girls volleyball team. It doesn't matter because when basketball season comes around we're gonna kick ass!
So, are you doing anything at your school besides meeting girls, buying pot and getting stoned? Do you still like it as much as you did before or what? Guess what? You know how my mom said I had to go to St. Mary's? Well I talked to her a LOT, and next year I'm going to Bruns school next year, and maybe to Glenlawn for grades 10-12.
Do you still want to shave your head, or dye it all the colours of the rainbow? If you still do, are you going to? Well guess what, my hair was streaked with purple, green, red, and blue bingo daubers at a party I went to, and when I went to wash it out it didn't fully come out. So now I have streaks of red, purple, and blue still in my hair, but they're not too obvious! My mom was ready to kill me! [ I pretended I was upset, but I really like it, so tomorrow after volleyball practice I'm streaking in a little bit of blue. ]
Have you gotten your school pictures yet? I have and I look like a total retard in it. I was trying to bug the photographer, so I put a smirk on amd he took the picture! I totally wanted retakes, but my mom said she liked the picture so I had to keep them. I've put a picture in this letter, and you better mail me one of yours when you get them.
You know how you couldn't stand me smoking, and how I promised to quit? Well, it took me a couple weeks longer, but it has almost been a month since I've had one, and I plan to keep from starting again.
Well, I'll say one thing, I miss your sense of humor. I got used to it all summer, that it was really strange [ not to mention boring ] going back into my class and the people in it. If you've got any new jokes, please send them to me. By the way, when are you coming into the city? When you are and if you want to, call me, and Kelly, Sheldon, you and me can all get together and do something. I've completely filled you in on everything, so if you're not asleep by now, that'll shock the hell outta me. Remember that you promised me you'd right back in a month, so you gotta!
Luv,
P.S. I remembered your favorite candies!
How's it goin'? Sorry it took me so long to write this letter, but my teacher has assigned one project after another, and I've been staying up until two in the morning to finish them. You're such a lucky little shit because you get no homework, oh sorry, I forgot you get a whole ten minutes of it.
You know how I told you I didn't like volleyball 'cause it's not my sport? Well, I'm now on our school's first volleyball team[ yes, they're were cuts] , and since I know how to play, I love it! We had one game so far, and we lost 15-7, and 15-13. That was only because we were so nervous because it was our first game ever as a girls volleyball team. It doesn't matter because when basketball season comes around we're gonna kick ass!
So, are you doing anything at your school besides meeting girls, buying pot and getting stoned? Do you still like it as much as you did before or what? Guess what? You know how my mom said I had to go to St. Mary's? Well I talked to her a LOT, and next year I'm going to Bruns school next year, and maybe to Glenlawn for grades 10-12.
Do you still want to shave your head, or dye it all the colours of the rainbow? If you still do, are you going to? Well guess what, my hair was streaked with purple, green, red, and blue bingo daubers at a party I went to, and when I went to wash it out it didn't fully come out. So now I have streaks of red, purple, and blue still in my hair, but they're not too obvious! My mom was ready to kill me! [ I pretended I was upset, but I really like it, so tomorrow after volleyball practice I'm streaking in a little bit of blue. ]
Have you gotten your school pictures yet? I have and I look like a total retard in it. I was trying to bug the photographer, so I put a smirk on amd he took the picture! I totally wanted retakes, but my mom said she liked the picture so I had to keep them. I've put a picture in this letter, and you better mail me one of yours when you get them.
You know how you couldn't stand me smoking, and how I promised to quit? Well, it took me a couple weeks longer, but it has almost been a month since I've had one, and I plan to keep from starting again.
Well, I'll say one thing, I miss your sense of humor. I got used to it all summer, that it was really strange [ not to mention boring ] going back into my class and the people in it. If you've got any new jokes, please send them to me. By the way, when are you coming into the city? When you are and if you want to, call me, and Kelly, Sheldon, you and me can all get together and do something. I've completely filled you in on everything, so if you're not asleep by now, that'll shock the hell outta me. Remember that you promised me you'd right back in a month, so you gotta!
Luv,
P.S. I remembered your favorite candies!
Dear Leesa...
October 26, 1996
Dear Leesa,
Hey Dude! What's up? Sorry it took so long for me to write back, but I've been really busy. This weekend I went over to my friend, Janah's house. We had a sleepover and went shopping. Tonight I'm over at my best friend Kacey's house and I am going to have a sleepover. Isn't her computer awesome?
Did I tell you about St. Emile's school volleyball team? My sister and her friend are coaching us. It's so cool, we practice every morning (unfortunately), and have games every Monday and Wednesday. Our school's a tin can so we only ever had badminton, track and basketball teams, never volleyball. My sister's away in British Columbia, with her volleyball so didn't see our first win on Wednesday. It was so exciting, our whole team was jumping up and down, and Kacey jumped so high I think she hit the heavens.
School's been going really good, don't call me a nerd or anything but I have a 96% average. The guy that sits behind me and I always write notes when we have a substitute. They are so dense, I swear we practically chuck the notes across the room. Don't worry I respect the substitutes and everything, but one sub wasted two hours arranging the hot- dog day money (that's what I mean by dense).
Don't you love this groovy writing! But I am not going to write very much with the yellow because it's probably hard to read.
Well about that part in your letter about boyfriends. I have no boyfriends because all the guys in the class are way too immature.
Anyways, I'd ask you about boyfriends but you are a married women! So how is Mike and the wedding plans going. I'm sure that the wedding will be beautiful and you'll look just gorgeous.
How is your health doing? I hope you are doing just peachy and I am sure you are!
Well I am totally out of things to say so I gotta go!
Luv Laura
P.S. When are you coming to Winnipeg ? If you are you have to visit me because you give very good advice and I miss you so much!
P.P.S. WRITE BACK!!!
Dear Leesa,
Hey Dude! What's up? Sorry it took so long for me to write back, but I've been really busy. This weekend I went over to my friend, Janah's house. We had a sleepover and went shopping. Tonight I'm over at my best friend Kacey's house and I am going to have a sleepover. Isn't her computer awesome?
Did I tell you about St. Emile's school volleyball team? My sister and her friend are coaching us. It's so cool, we practice every morning (unfortunately), and have games every Monday and Wednesday. Our school's a tin can so we only ever had badminton, track and basketball teams, never volleyball. My sister's away in British Columbia, with her volleyball so didn't see our first win on Wednesday. It was so exciting, our whole team was jumping up and down, and Kacey jumped so high I think she hit the heavens.
School's been going really good, don't call me a nerd or anything but I have a 96% average. The guy that sits behind me and I always write notes when we have a substitute. They are so dense, I swear we practically chuck the notes across the room. Don't worry I respect the substitutes and everything, but one sub wasted two hours arranging the hot- dog day money (that's what I mean by dense).
Don't you love this groovy writing! But I am not going to write very much with the yellow because it's probably hard to read.
Well about that part in your letter about boyfriends. I have no boyfriends because all the guys in the class are way too immature.
Anyways, I'd ask you about boyfriends but you are a married women! So how is Mike and the wedding plans going. I'm sure that the wedding will be beautiful and you'll look just gorgeous.
How is your health doing? I hope you are doing just peachy and I am sure you are!
Well I am totally out of things to say so I gotta go!
Luv Laura
P.S. When are you coming to Winnipeg ? If you are you have to visit me because you give very good advice and I miss you so much!
P.P.S. WRITE BACK!!!
Another Poem
Love is blind and so am I
my heart is in turmoil with my mind
almost as though they were God and Saton
two foes of a never ending battle
my heart loves with a blind eye
my mind hates with an iron fist
when my heart has won the battle
that does not mean that it has won the war
for I am in a war with no end
and the only casualties is my sanity
or is it my insanity
that is for you to decide
but there is a question that is too often left unanswered
and when it is answered, it is but part of the truth
it is always asked, but that is all
nothing else is said, heard, or remembered
is my life taking the same path
or is my mind trying to fool me once more
is my heart dead, no
but it has been broken many times over
almost to the point that I couldn't care anymore
interestingly, a love returned more caring than the time before
and I am also much wiser
but, my heart is more yours and there is nothing to do
my mind says no
but my heart says yes
my conscience says yes
and no
the only thing I want to say when I see you,
or even think of you is I love you
for that is how I feel
is how my heart feels
my mind says no because you are too much of a friend
and my conscience says yes, you should go out with someone
and no, because of what might happen after
I want to tell you but I don't
I need to tell you but I can't
I'm being stretched in so many directions
my sanity dwindles by a thread
a line that when crossed, there is no coming back
All I have to say now is K.C.
I love you but, it is forbidden
why?
that is my question that is unanswered
and shall never be because,
I love you
my heart is in turmoil with my mind
almost as though they were God and Saton
two foes of a never ending battle
my heart loves with a blind eye
my mind hates with an iron fist
when my heart has won the battle
that does not mean that it has won the war
for I am in a war with no end
and the only casualties is my sanity
or is it my insanity
that is for you to decide
but there is a question that is too often left unanswered
and when it is answered, it is but part of the truth
it is always asked, but that is all
nothing else is said, heard, or remembered
is my life taking the same path
or is my mind trying to fool me once more
is my heart dead, no
but it has been broken many times over
almost to the point that I couldn't care anymore
interestingly, a love returned more caring than the time before
and I am also much wiser
but, my heart is more yours and there is nothing to do
my mind says no
but my heart says yes
my conscience says yes
and no
the only thing I want to say when I see you,
or even think of you is I love you
for that is how I feel
is how my heart feels
my mind says no because you are too much of a friend
and my conscience says yes, you should go out with someone
and no, because of what might happen after
I want to tell you but I don't
I need to tell you but I can't
I'm being stretched in so many directions
my sanity dwindles by a thread
a line that when crossed, there is no coming back
All I have to say now is K.C.
I love you but, it is forbidden
why?
that is my question that is unanswered
and shall never be because,
I love you
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Poetry
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Page 1...........................................What is poetry?
Page 2-5........................................Love title page and poems
Pages 6-9.......................................Death title page and poems
Pages10-13....................................Feelings title page and poems
Pages14-17....................................Dreams title page and poems
Pages 18-20...................................Heaven title page and poem
What is Poetry?
By dictionary definition, it is the art of expressing beautiful or elevated [to raise to a higher level ] thought or feeling in verse.
My definition is different, but similar, to the dictionaries'. I think poetry is a way people reach into their subconscious and write whatever they feel like that could express how they feel inside.
The subject could be anything from death to birthday parties. The way the person writes depends on how they feel about poetry. If they are serious about it, they tend to write about more serious things, sometimes from the soul. Others who are not so serious about it write fun and sometimes hilarious things. They don't usually write from deep down, but from things that come to the top of their head.
There are many ways of writing poetry. Some like simple acrostics, while others practically do a short story. Others like to rhyme their poems, sometimes all of the poem rhymes, or every other line. Whatever way the person writes does not matter, because I believe there is no wrong way to write a poem.
Love
What Is Love?
What is Love?
Most people do not know.
Some think it's what you say,
and that everything is a show.
Love to me is fragile,
and is easily broken.
Be careful in what you do and say,
For it is a very special token.
Love can happen suddenly,
or develop over the years.
The most important part is...
that there is no mournful tears.
Love is never perfect,
and doesn't always turn out right.
Sometimes if it doesn't work out,
it may end in a bitter fight.
Love is something very special,
and should not be taken advantage of.
If you'd have to give up all you have,and did,
it'd be a true example of love.
Problems
So many say those three words,
" I love you, " to you.
Most don't know what it is,
and it isn't always true.
Too many say it today,
It has seemed to loose it's true feeling.
It can cause people to be hurt,
and takes much time to finish healing.
Some will say they love you,
to keep you from going away.
But if there is no love,
there is no reason to stay.
Love is a powerful word,
and can cause you happiness and joy.
Be sure you mean what you say,
And sometimes it's better to be shy and coy.
True Love
True love is when people fully care,
and would go anywhere just to be with you.
They don't need words to show their love,
But they do, they're always true.
They'd do anything to be by your side,
and would never leave 'till you die.
No secrets kept or empty promises made.
They'd always tell the truth, no need to lie.
This kind of love to me is a fairy tale.
If it's real I've never seen it.
If it is, I take my words back,
all of them, bit by bit.
Death
The Graveyard
When I think about death...
it scares me, why?
If life was eternal
I'd never have to die.
When I visit a graveyard,
chills go down my spine.
As I look at tombstones,
I think, " I'm glad it's not mine. "
I know that sounds shallow,
But what's worse to me,
Is visiting your family there,
that is what's scary to see.
Questions
Some people live a long life,
some will live them short.
What I always worry about is...
how mine will abort.
Many people die naturally,
some victims are killed.
My question seems to be...
" Will I die against my will? "
That's the question that haunts me,
the answer I'll never know.
My only wish is that I'm happy,
when I finally go.
The Past
One day I went for a walk,
down, down, below.
I stumbled upon a graveyard,
where I was I did not know.
The mist surrounded me,
so that I could not see.
I tripped over a headstone,
what I saw made me flee.
My name had been inscribed,
it was dated yesterday.
Then I began to wonder,
what had happened the other day.
Feelings
There are many types of feelings,
sad, anger, fear are a few.
Feelings are always there with you,
to help influence what you do.
Feelings can be hurt,
and aren't always repaired.
If you're going to be mean,
walk away somewhere.
If you're happy,
spread your joy.
It doesn't matter to who,
girl or boy.
So no matter what you do,
consider others feelings.
'Cause sometimes it takes time,
to completely finish healing.
Anger
Anger, a feeling inside.
It is always there,
when there's someone you despise.
It follows you everywhere.
It comes in a fury,
or is hidden deep down.
It never fails to show,
and always comes with a frown.
It bubbles up inside of you,
it may not last very long.
When it's hidden deep down,
it comes out as a mournful song.
It can be controlled,
most people do not want to.
But soon they'll all realize,
that the fool is really you.
Happiness
Happiness is often seen,
often between my friends and me.
We love to joke around,
for everyone to see.
Happy and hyper,
is my friends and me.
We'll never face reality,
That's the way we like to be.
My friends and me,
we're really close.
We enjoy our lives,
to the very most.
Dreams
Dream Cloud #44 - The Kidnapping
One night I had a dream,
I was kidnapped and carried far away.
I was tied and my feet were bound,
and taken to a place in disarray.
They held me for ransom,
and kept a gun to my head.
One of the men spoke up to say,
" If you move, I'll shoot you dead."
I was not very afraid,
I knew the police would come.
When their sirens finally came,
I was shot, but I only heard a hum.
Then I finally woke,
I had felt no pain.
I went back to sleep,
only to have that dream again.
Dreams
When you fall asleep,
they're something in your mind.
It's not easy to lose them,
and they can be hard to find.
Sometimes when you dream,
you dream you just died.
When you finally wake up,
you realize it's all a lie.
Dreams are realistic,
and sometimes they will scare you.
But some of them are based on,
certain things that you do.
Do not be afraid,
dreams cannot hurt you.
Don't ever try to stop them,
'cause you'll fail if you do.
Dream Cloud #99 - Skydiving
One night I dreamt I went skydiving,
I looked out of the plane to the world below.
Then I was pushed out the plane,
and did many flips; I put on a show.
As I went to pull out my parachute,
there was none, so I said," Where is one?"
As I searched my pack, I only found gum.
I chewed the pack for a 'chute of bubblegum.
I hit the ground with a thud,
and of course, in the mud.
That's when I woke up...
and thought, " What a dud."
Heaven
My soul and I, we floated high,
up, up, into the sky.
I went through Heavens' gates,
and stopped while the angels said " Hi!"
First I saw my grandpa,
did he ever look great!
I told him I had died and come,
and he told me, " That's fate. "
Then my puppy Mitzie,
came running up to me.
Tears flowed down from my eyes,
so many that I could not see.
I sat down beside her and we talked,
did she ever have lots to tell.
'Cause in Heaven dogs can talk,
unlike down in hell.
Then God came and welcomed me.
He said, " You're home.
I hope that you will like it,
it's much better than Italy or Rome.
We walked around Heaven,
it seemed like such a peaceful place.
The beautiful music that was played,
put a look of pure bliss unto my face.
I stopped to talk to people I knew,
I had so much fun it was hard to go.
But God had to talk to me,
to tell me something I didn't know.
You can watch over your family,
even save them from dying.
You can only save them once,
and please, lets have no lying.
Since I was new in Heaven,
I was allowed to leave every day.
I'd go to visit my family,
only to find things in disarray.
They weren't ready to lose me,
I had only lived thirteen years.
My mom kept saying I was too young,
between all of her mournful tears.
They had thought that I had drowned,
and so did I, but God told me so.
" You are not dead yet, but have been saved,
you're only on a visit, so now you may go."
Then I floated back through Heavens' gates,
into the hospital where my body was.
They were about to pull the plug on my life,
and that's when I woke. Why? Just 'cause.
Page 1...........................................What is poetry?
Page 2-5........................................Love title page and poems
Pages 6-9.......................................Death title page and poems
Pages10-13....................................Feelings title page and poems
Pages14-17....................................Dreams title page and poems
Pages 18-20...................................Heaven title page and poem
What is Poetry?
By dictionary definition, it is the art of expressing beautiful or elevated [to raise to a higher level ] thought or feeling in verse.
My definition is different, but similar, to the dictionaries'. I think poetry is a way people reach into their subconscious and write whatever they feel like that could express how they feel inside.
The subject could be anything from death to birthday parties. The way the person writes depends on how they feel about poetry. If they are serious about it, they tend to write about more serious things, sometimes from the soul. Others who are not so serious about it write fun and sometimes hilarious things. They don't usually write from deep down, but from things that come to the top of their head.
There are many ways of writing poetry. Some like simple acrostics, while others practically do a short story. Others like to rhyme their poems, sometimes all of the poem rhymes, or every other line. Whatever way the person writes does not matter, because I believe there is no wrong way to write a poem.
Love
What Is Love?
What is Love?
Most people do not know.
Some think it's what you say,
and that everything is a show.
Love to me is fragile,
and is easily broken.
Be careful in what you do and say,
For it is a very special token.
Love can happen suddenly,
or develop over the years.
The most important part is...
that there is no mournful tears.
Love is never perfect,
and doesn't always turn out right.
Sometimes if it doesn't work out,
it may end in a bitter fight.
Love is something very special,
and should not be taken advantage of.
If you'd have to give up all you have,and did,
it'd be a true example of love.
Problems
So many say those three words,
" I love you, " to you.
Most don't know what it is,
and it isn't always true.
Too many say it today,
It has seemed to loose it's true feeling.
It can cause people to be hurt,
and takes much time to finish healing.
Some will say they love you,
to keep you from going away.
But if there is no love,
there is no reason to stay.
Love is a powerful word,
and can cause you happiness and joy.
Be sure you mean what you say,
And sometimes it's better to be shy and coy.
True Love
True love is when people fully care,
and would go anywhere just to be with you.
They don't need words to show their love,
But they do, they're always true.
They'd do anything to be by your side,
and would never leave 'till you die.
No secrets kept or empty promises made.
They'd always tell the truth, no need to lie.
This kind of love to me is a fairy tale.
If it's real I've never seen it.
If it is, I take my words back,
all of them, bit by bit.
Death
The Graveyard
When I think about death...
it scares me, why?
If life was eternal
I'd never have to die.
When I visit a graveyard,
chills go down my spine.
As I look at tombstones,
I think, " I'm glad it's not mine. "
I know that sounds shallow,
But what's worse to me,
Is visiting your family there,
that is what's scary to see.
Questions
Some people live a long life,
some will live them short.
What I always worry about is...
how mine will abort.
Many people die naturally,
some victims are killed.
My question seems to be...
" Will I die against my will? "
That's the question that haunts me,
the answer I'll never know.
My only wish is that I'm happy,
when I finally go.
The Past
One day I went for a walk,
down, down, below.
I stumbled upon a graveyard,
where I was I did not know.
The mist surrounded me,
so that I could not see.
I tripped over a headstone,
what I saw made me flee.
My name had been inscribed,
it was dated yesterday.
Then I began to wonder,
what had happened the other day.
Feelings
There are many types of feelings,
sad, anger, fear are a few.
Feelings are always there with you,
to help influence what you do.
Feelings can be hurt,
and aren't always repaired.
If you're going to be mean,
walk away somewhere.
If you're happy,
spread your joy.
It doesn't matter to who,
girl or boy.
So no matter what you do,
consider others feelings.
'Cause sometimes it takes time,
to completely finish healing.
Anger
Anger, a feeling inside.
It is always there,
when there's someone you despise.
It follows you everywhere.
It comes in a fury,
or is hidden deep down.
It never fails to show,
and always comes with a frown.
It bubbles up inside of you,
it may not last very long.
When it's hidden deep down,
it comes out as a mournful song.
It can be controlled,
most people do not want to.
But soon they'll all realize,
that the fool is really you.
Happiness
Happiness is often seen,
often between my friends and me.
We love to joke around,
for everyone to see.
Happy and hyper,
is my friends and me.
We'll never face reality,
That's the way we like to be.
My friends and me,
we're really close.
We enjoy our lives,
to the very most.
Dreams
Dream Cloud #44 - The Kidnapping
One night I had a dream,
I was kidnapped and carried far away.
I was tied and my feet were bound,
and taken to a place in disarray.
They held me for ransom,
and kept a gun to my head.
One of the men spoke up to say,
" If you move, I'll shoot you dead."
I was not very afraid,
I knew the police would come.
When their sirens finally came,
I was shot, but I only heard a hum.
Then I finally woke,
I had felt no pain.
I went back to sleep,
only to have that dream again.
Dreams
When you fall asleep,
they're something in your mind.
It's not easy to lose them,
and they can be hard to find.
Sometimes when you dream,
you dream you just died.
When you finally wake up,
you realize it's all a lie.
Dreams are realistic,
and sometimes they will scare you.
But some of them are based on,
certain things that you do.
Do not be afraid,
dreams cannot hurt you.
Don't ever try to stop them,
'cause you'll fail if you do.
Dream Cloud #99 - Skydiving
One night I dreamt I went skydiving,
I looked out of the plane to the world below.
Then I was pushed out the plane,
and did many flips; I put on a show.
As I went to pull out my parachute,
there was none, so I said," Where is one?"
As I searched my pack, I only found gum.
I chewed the pack for a 'chute of bubblegum.
I hit the ground with a thud,
and of course, in the mud.
That's when I woke up...
and thought, " What a dud."
Heaven
My soul and I, we floated high,
up, up, into the sky.
I went through Heavens' gates,
and stopped while the angels said " Hi!"
First I saw my grandpa,
did he ever look great!
I told him I had died and come,
and he told me, " That's fate. "
Then my puppy Mitzie,
came running up to me.
Tears flowed down from my eyes,
so many that I could not see.
I sat down beside her and we talked,
did she ever have lots to tell.
'Cause in Heaven dogs can talk,
unlike down in hell.
Then God came and welcomed me.
He said, " You're home.
I hope that you will like it,
it's much better than Italy or Rome.
We walked around Heaven,
it seemed like such a peaceful place.
The beautiful music that was played,
put a look of pure bliss unto my face.
I stopped to talk to people I knew,
I had so much fun it was hard to go.
But God had to talk to me,
to tell me something I didn't know.
You can watch over your family,
even save them from dying.
You can only save them once,
and please, lets have no lying.
Since I was new in Heaven,
I was allowed to leave every day.
I'd go to visit my family,
only to find things in disarray.
They weren't ready to lose me,
I had only lived thirteen years.
My mom kept saying I was too young,
between all of her mournful tears.
They had thought that I had drowned,
and so did I, but God told me so.
" You are not dead yet, but have been saved,
you're only on a visit, so now you may go."
Then I floated back through Heavens' gates,
into the hospital where my body was.
They were about to pull the plug on my life,
and that's when I woke. Why? Just 'cause.
Picture Captions
In this picture my Godfather [ Randy Jaquet ] is holding me with my Godmother [ Gail Fink ] standing next to me. This photo was taken in the Greek Orthodox church near Lockport, where I was baptized. I had cried through the whole ceremony because my mother forgot to bring my bottle, so this is one of the few pictures I wasn't crying in.
My first Christmas - Everyone one seemed to know Kelly and I were sisters, and that might have something to do with the way we were dressed, but we seemed to enjoy it anyways.
My grandpa [ John Pawluk ] and I are playing Patty - Cake, or he's trying to teach me. This photo was taken at my grandpa's where we would visit him every so often.
This is of my first Halloween I went Trick - or - Treating with my sister and my Mom. I was a year and five months' and I was kinda dressed as a witch, and very excited to go door to door to get candy. My mom said that there was one thing that made me even more excited, getting to eat the candy!
These two pictures are of Kelly, my deceased grandpa Beach, and me when we visited him. We would visit them a lot, and it was always a lot of fun. Every time we came over he always had some sort of treat waiting to be devoured by us.
In this picture my sister and I are in Hawaii with two really cool birds on our hands. I'm three at the time and Kelly was five, and it was during that trip Kelly and I turned as black as berries.
Sitting on my Dad's lap and beside my Mom, I enjoyed my Ukrainian Christmas dinner. The dinner is usually held at my Uncle Alex's house in his basement.
These two pictures are of me when I was in my dance costumes, for I took lessons when I was younger. I took tap and hula dancing, and eventually quit later on.
I finally received my Pre - School graduation diploma, and was I ever proud. I graduated from Montessori Pre-School, and went to St. Emile for Kindergarten.
This is at Ukrainian Christmas where I was sitting on Santa's lap receiving a present. Santa is played by someone in the family every year.
Here I am in Mount Rushmore at Flintstone Land where I had my picture taken with Barney, and a lot of other characters in other pictures.
This is my Mom, Kelly and me posing for a picture before my first Communion that I went to in Grade Four. That dress was used by both Kelly and me, and is now
passed onto my cousin.
On this Christmas morning Kelly and me had just gotten the biggest surprise of our life! In that present were tickets to go to Disney World in Florida, and were we ever happy!
This is of my cabin and me on the first year I went to camp, and on this day we all put our hair in ponytails and went as Pippi Longstocking.
With West Hawk Lake in the background, Laura and I went on a trail and this was one of the many of the scenic views there was.
Here we all are gathered together at my thirteenth birthday in May. I don't know about everyone else, but I had lots of fun.
My first Christmas - Everyone one seemed to know Kelly and I were sisters, and that might have something to do with the way we were dressed, but we seemed to enjoy it anyways.
My grandpa [ John Pawluk ] and I are playing Patty - Cake, or he's trying to teach me. This photo was taken at my grandpa's where we would visit him every so often.
This is of my first Halloween I went Trick - or - Treating with my sister and my Mom. I was a year and five months' and I was kinda dressed as a witch, and very excited to go door to door to get candy. My mom said that there was one thing that made me even more excited, getting to eat the candy!
These two pictures are of Kelly, my deceased grandpa Beach, and me when we visited him. We would visit them a lot, and it was always a lot of fun. Every time we came over he always had some sort of treat waiting to be devoured by us.
In this picture my sister and I are in Hawaii with two really cool birds on our hands. I'm three at the time and Kelly was five, and it was during that trip Kelly and I turned as black as berries.
Sitting on my Dad's lap and beside my Mom, I enjoyed my Ukrainian Christmas dinner. The dinner is usually held at my Uncle Alex's house in his basement.
These two pictures are of me when I was in my dance costumes, for I took lessons when I was younger. I took tap and hula dancing, and eventually quit later on.
I finally received my Pre - School graduation diploma, and was I ever proud. I graduated from Montessori Pre-School, and went to St. Emile for Kindergarten.
This is at Ukrainian Christmas where I was sitting on Santa's lap receiving a present. Santa is played by someone in the family every year.
Here I am in Mount Rushmore at Flintstone Land where I had my picture taken with Barney, and a lot of other characters in other pictures.
This is my Mom, Kelly and me posing for a picture before my first Communion that I went to in Grade Four. That dress was used by both Kelly and me, and is now
passed onto my cousin.
On this Christmas morning Kelly and me had just gotten the biggest surprise of our life! In that present were tickets to go to Disney World in Florida, and were we ever happy!
This is of my cabin and me on the first year I went to camp, and on this day we all put our hair in ponytails and went as Pippi Longstocking.
With West Hawk Lake in the background, Laura and I went on a trail and this was one of the many of the scenic views there was.
Here we all are gathered together at my thirteenth birthday in May. I don't know about everyone else, but I had lots of fun.
My Speech - My weekend trip to West Hawk Lake
Feb.22/96
My topic today is to talk about my trip to West Hawk Lake. My best friend Laura had her birthday in May, and in June she took me to her cabin. I spent a weekend there with her Oma and Opa, and of course Laura. It was a weekend to remember, and it was all the fun she promised it to be.
The drive there didn't seem to take that long because Laura and I talked the whole way there. Oma asked us if we'd ever run out of things to say! On the way there Laura and I were very hyper, and when we stopped to eat, we smeared Dunkaroo chocolate sauce all over our face! What a great first impression I made. Luckily, Oma did not judge me on that.
When we reached the cabin, I was amazed at the sight I saw before my eyes. They have the best cabin on the lake, and it is bigger than most regular sized homes. Once we were there we did many things. We went swimming off their dock, and I pushed Laura off the dock many times. I remember when we had a water fight, because she was spraying me with the high-powered hose. When I ran up the steps to get the other hose to fight back, I ended up with the Low-pressure hose and got soaked!
When Laura and I played croquet, she won all the time, except for once or twice when I beat her. The lawn was obviously large enough to play it on, and it is bordered by trees on all sides. One time we went miniature golfing, and on the first shot I hit the ball so hard that it made it all the way to the fence. Oma and Laura laughed their heads off at me, and from then on I didn't hit the ball as hard.
Another thing we did is go on trails into the woods and we scaled cliffs. The first trail we went on was Sunshine Mountain. Laura and I went on it by ourselves and got really freaked of possibly seeing a bear. One time as we were making it across a narrow ledge, Laura almost fell because a bush got in the way. Laura showed me what type of flower to eat, and it was good! I don't know the name of the other trail, but it was a long trail, and Oma went with us . It was really fun and we got to scale lots of high cliffs, and one time I thought I was going to fall of a cliff into the water, because we were so close to the edge. Also while on the trail, when we stopped to soak our feet in the cool, clear water, Laura rescued dragonflies and named all of them. It was really funny.
One night we decided to go to the garbage dump to try to find bears so we could watch them. We couldn't see any, so Laura and I left the car to try to see some. Oma promised to honk the horn if she saw any, and once we were at the front of the car she honked the horn, and Laura and I jumped really high off the ground. We raced back to the car, and when I tried to open the door I had trouble with it. When we finally made it into the car, Oma was laughing her head off at us. She had tricked us into thinking there was a bear there. Laura and I never did leave the car after that.
We had also done some paddle boating, and every time we went out we passed this small, but gorgeous waterfall, that passed over rocks. It was partially hidden, so every time we went there it seemed like a magical place to me. Another thing that I did there is eat twice as much as I usually ate because I wasn't used to the fresh air, and because we were always running around doing something.
Well, there is so much more to talk about, but I'm out of time, so thank you for listening.
My topic today is to talk about my trip to West Hawk Lake. My best friend Laura had her birthday in May, and in June she took me to her cabin. I spent a weekend there with her Oma and Opa, and of course Laura. It was a weekend to remember, and it was all the fun she promised it to be.
The drive there didn't seem to take that long because Laura and I talked the whole way there. Oma asked us if we'd ever run out of things to say! On the way there Laura and I were very hyper, and when we stopped to eat, we smeared Dunkaroo chocolate sauce all over our face! What a great first impression I made. Luckily, Oma did not judge me on that.
When we reached the cabin, I was amazed at the sight I saw before my eyes. They have the best cabin on the lake, and it is bigger than most regular sized homes. Once we were there we did many things. We went swimming off their dock, and I pushed Laura off the dock many times. I remember when we had a water fight, because she was spraying me with the high-powered hose. When I ran up the steps to get the other hose to fight back, I ended up with the Low-pressure hose and got soaked!
When Laura and I played croquet, she won all the time, except for once or twice when I beat her. The lawn was obviously large enough to play it on, and it is bordered by trees on all sides. One time we went miniature golfing, and on the first shot I hit the ball so hard that it made it all the way to the fence. Oma and Laura laughed their heads off at me, and from then on I didn't hit the ball as hard.
Another thing we did is go on trails into the woods and we scaled cliffs. The first trail we went on was Sunshine Mountain. Laura and I went on it by ourselves and got really freaked of possibly seeing a bear. One time as we were making it across a narrow ledge, Laura almost fell because a bush got in the way. Laura showed me what type of flower to eat, and it was good! I don't know the name of the other trail, but it was a long trail, and Oma went with us . It was really fun and we got to scale lots of high cliffs, and one time I thought I was going to fall of a cliff into the water, because we were so close to the edge. Also while on the trail, when we stopped to soak our feet in the cool, clear water, Laura rescued dragonflies and named all of them. It was really funny.
One night we decided to go to the garbage dump to try to find bears so we could watch them. We couldn't see any, so Laura and I left the car to try to see some. Oma promised to honk the horn if she saw any, and once we were at the front of the car she honked the horn, and Laura and I jumped really high off the ground. We raced back to the car, and when I tried to open the door I had trouble with it. When we finally made it into the car, Oma was laughing her head off at us. She had tricked us into thinking there was a bear there. Laura and I never did leave the car after that.
We had also done some paddle boating, and every time we went out we passed this small, but gorgeous waterfall, that passed over rocks. It was partially hidden, so every time we went there it seemed like a magical place to me. Another thing that I did there is eat twice as much as I usually ate because I wasn't used to the fresh air, and because we were always running around doing something.
Well, there is so much more to talk about, but I'm out of time, so thank you for listening.
Janah the Insomniac
Hey Janah,
Since I found out that you haven't been able to sleep, I decided to try to do something about it. I found an article in a two year old seventeen magazine, and it listed ways on how to get rid of insomnia. Here are all the things it suggests you to do;
1. Unwind in a warm bath scented with a soothing soak.
2. Exercise regularly { twenty to thirty minutes three times a week}, but a least an hour before bedtime.
3. Cut down on caffeine - including chocolate and sodas - especially towards the end of the day.
4. Don't go to bed stuffed or starved; instead, eat bedtime snacks that are light and low - fat.
5. Lie in a position that keeps your back straight.
6. Sleep in a cool, dark, quiet room.
Well, that's all that the article says, so I hope that you can get more sleep so you can feel better and kick some ass in basketball. At least you get the exercise in step two in our grueling, early hour basketball practices. If you ever need someone to talk to and Laura's not around, you can always count on me.
Luv,
Kacey
P.S. Thank God for the spell check on this computer, or there'd be a lot of misspelled words.
Since I found out that you haven't been able to sleep, I decided to try to do something about it. I found an article in a two year old seventeen magazine, and it listed ways on how to get rid of insomnia. Here are all the things it suggests you to do;
1. Unwind in a warm bath scented with a soothing soak.
2. Exercise regularly { twenty to thirty minutes three times a week}, but a least an hour before bedtime.
3. Cut down on caffeine - including chocolate and sodas - especially towards the end of the day.
4. Don't go to bed stuffed or starved; instead, eat bedtime snacks that are light and low - fat.
5. Lie in a position that keeps your back straight.
6. Sleep in a cool, dark, quiet room.
Well, that's all that the article says, so I hope that you can get more sleep so you can feel better and kick some ass in basketball. At least you get the exercise in step two in our grueling, early hour basketball practices. If you ever need someone to talk to and Laura's not around, you can always count on me.
Luv,
Kacey
P.S. Thank God for the spell check on this computer, or there'd be a lot of misspelled words.
Dear Aunt Helen...
Dear Aunt Helen,
I thought I'd write to you on our new awesome computer, cause I think its so cool. I thought I'd let you in on the latest. Well, I've had a few basketball games, and we won them all! The scores were 40-8, 38-11, 57-5, and 61-2. We've been smokin' the other teams. Our coach Mrs. Caron has been playing me quite a bit. The last game she played me the whole second and third quarter.
I thought I'd change colors now. I've had exams and they're over with. I got my report card, and I got all B+'s and one A. That's pretty good considering I'm now in grade 7. Well, John's gone because I finally realized what he's really like. He wasn't that great after all. Oh well. I now have a crush on the cutest guy in my class. [ His name is Marcus]He is so adorable, and I know what he's like. He can get a little moody sometimes, but who doesn't?
We were just talking today about how girls from our class were going out with guys they met at the mall, who they knew nothing about. That's what happened with John and I, and we lasted a month. That's two weeks longer than it should have. I don't know, but I find it easy to talk to him, and I don't have to worry about what I say around him. We both agreed it's better to go out with someone in your class that you know well.
Anyways, moving on, Mom and Kelly are doing pretty good, and mom's still going out with with MR. BALDY. [ Brian] Kelly and I enjoy bugging him, but it doesn't bother him. He is really nice, and I don't mind him coming over. As for Kelly, she has only lost one or two basketball games, and they're one of the top two teams in the province. And as for Kiesha, she's still a pain in the but, and is shedding everywhere!!! [But we love her anyway] Mom and I taught her a new trick. You put your hand up, and say " high five" and she puts her paw on your hand. It's soo adorable!
Kelly and I are still fighting over the computer, but not as much anymore because we both get alot of homework. I' ve been doing many book reports and essays on the computer, so it hasn't taken me that long to type this letter. Oh, I forgot to mention a few things earlier. One, is that our basketball team has scheduled extra games to play against grade nine teams because our coach thinks we're good enough to play against them. She's also trying to get us into a couple of their tournaments. My coach has lately been complimenting me on my playing. Cool, huh?
Well, lately I've been going to bed late this past while, so I'm going to hit the sack soon. Anyways, be sure to write back when you get the chance to. By the way, I'm sorry I didn't get to talk to you that much when you came to Winnipeg. I hope you enjoyed yourself anyway. One more question, have you been -40 temperatures too? Well, gotta go.
LOVE,
Kacey
I thought I'd write to you on our new awesome computer, cause I think its so cool. I thought I'd let you in on the latest. Well, I've had a few basketball games, and we won them all! The scores were 40-8, 38-11, 57-5, and 61-2. We've been smokin' the other teams. Our coach Mrs. Caron has been playing me quite a bit. The last game she played me the whole second and third quarter.
I thought I'd change colors now. I've had exams and they're over with. I got my report card, and I got all B+'s and one A. That's pretty good considering I'm now in grade 7. Well, John's gone because I finally realized what he's really like. He wasn't that great after all. Oh well. I now have a crush on the cutest guy in my class. [ His name is Marcus]He is so adorable, and I know what he's like. He can get a little moody sometimes, but who doesn't?
We were just talking today about how girls from our class were going out with guys they met at the mall, who they knew nothing about. That's what happened with John and I, and we lasted a month. That's two weeks longer than it should have. I don't know, but I find it easy to talk to him, and I don't have to worry about what I say around him. We both agreed it's better to go out with someone in your class that you know well.
Anyways, moving on, Mom and Kelly are doing pretty good, and mom's still going out with with MR. BALDY. [ Brian] Kelly and I enjoy bugging him, but it doesn't bother him. He is really nice, and I don't mind him coming over. As for Kelly, she has only lost one or two basketball games, and they're one of the top two teams in the province. And as for Kiesha, she's still a pain in the but, and is shedding everywhere!!! [But we love her anyway] Mom and I taught her a new trick. You put your hand up, and say " high five" and she puts her paw on your hand. It's soo adorable!
Kelly and I are still fighting over the computer, but not as much anymore because we both get alot of homework. I' ve been doing many book reports and essays on the computer, so it hasn't taken me that long to type this letter. Oh, I forgot to mention a few things earlier. One, is that our basketball team has scheduled extra games to play against grade nine teams because our coach thinks we're good enough to play against them. She's also trying to get us into a couple of their tournaments. My coach has lately been complimenting me on my playing. Cool, huh?
Well, lately I've been going to bed late this past while, so I'm going to hit the sack soon. Anyways, be sure to write back when you get the chance to. By the way, I'm sorry I didn't get to talk to you that much when you came to Winnipeg. I hope you enjoyed yourself anyway. One more question, have you been -40 temperatures too? Well, gotta go.
LOVE,
Kacey
Case Study: A Stressful Situation As a Child
To: Mrs. Dupuis-Neal
For: Family Studies 30S
From: Kacey Beach
Date: December 12, 1999
I think my most stressful situation as a child was when my grandpa got cancer and died. Grandpa Beach was the grandpa that I was closest to. We would go and visit him almost every Sunday, and he always had some sort of candy or treat waiting for us. He always took time to sit us on his lap and play with us. Then one day I remember overhearing my mom talking on the phone, and that's when I heard that he fell down the stairs. He just lost his balance, and fell down. It was in the hospital when he was being checked out that they discovered that he had cancer.
It had run in the family, and now he had been diagnosed with it. Mom just explained that he wasn't feeling well, and that he would be better soon. He was okay for a while, but then the cancer got worse and he had to go back to the hospital. He didn't get to leave this time.
I vividly remember that one Sunday I really didn't want to visit grandpa in the hospital because I hated seeing him in there. It was scary seeing all those tubes running from his arms and face. My sister really wanted to go that day, but for some reason I just couldn't get myself to go. So mom made Kelly stay home with me while dad and her visited him. It turns out that it was our last chance to visit him, because after that day he got much worse and he didn't want Kelly and I to see him in that condition.
I felt so guilty for making my sister miss our last visit with him. I made my mom tell him I was sorry and that I missed him and loved him lots. When he died I wrote him a little note that was left in his breast pocket when he was buried. I put it there when I went up to pay my respects to him with my mom. I still miss him lots sometimes, but I got over it quickly enough when I was a child. But there were still some days that I would forget and ask mom when we could go visit grandpa again.
Maybe I hoped that the answer change and that we could go see him soon.
For: Family Studies 30S
From: Kacey Beach
Date: December 12, 1999
I think my most stressful situation as a child was when my grandpa got cancer and died. Grandpa Beach was the grandpa that I was closest to. We would go and visit him almost every Sunday, and he always had some sort of candy or treat waiting for us. He always took time to sit us on his lap and play with us. Then one day I remember overhearing my mom talking on the phone, and that's when I heard that he fell down the stairs. He just lost his balance, and fell down. It was in the hospital when he was being checked out that they discovered that he had cancer.
It had run in the family, and now he had been diagnosed with it. Mom just explained that he wasn't feeling well, and that he would be better soon. He was okay for a while, but then the cancer got worse and he had to go back to the hospital. He didn't get to leave this time.
I vividly remember that one Sunday I really didn't want to visit grandpa in the hospital because I hated seeing him in there. It was scary seeing all those tubes running from his arms and face. My sister really wanted to go that day, but for some reason I just couldn't get myself to go. So mom made Kelly stay home with me while dad and her visited him. It turns out that it was our last chance to visit him, because after that day he got much worse and he didn't want Kelly and I to see him in that condition.
I felt so guilty for making my sister miss our last visit with him. I made my mom tell him I was sorry and that I missed him and loved him lots. When he died I wrote him a little note that was left in his breast pocket when he was buried. I put it there when I went up to pay my respects to him with my mom. I still miss him lots sometimes, but I got over it quickly enough when I was a child. But there were still some days that I would forget and ask mom when we could go visit grandpa again.
Maybe I hoped that the answer change and that we could go see him soon.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
- Death of an Innocent -
I went to a party Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
I felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you were always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one to pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most if it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom. not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
I felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you were always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one to pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most if it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom. not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
Coupons
NOTE:
These coupons are to be redeemed by Evelyn Beach to Kelly Beach for
the duties described on the coupon.
Coupons must all be used although they have no expiry date.
These coupons are to be redeemed by Evelyn Beach to Kelly Beach for
the duties described on the coupon.
Coupons must all be used although they have no expiry date.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
**CONTRACT**
This is a contract between Kelly-Lynn Allison Beach and Kacey-Lee Evelyn Beach which discussed the use of Kelly's CD's. Kacey has rented:
1. Dance Mix '95
2. Live "Throwing Copper"
3. Goo Goo Dolls "A Boy Named Goo"
4. Reality Bites Soundtrack
5. Smashing Pumpkins "Siamese Dream"
6. Soundgarden "Superunknown"
7. A Mix Tape
Kacey agrees to renting the cd's for 50 cents each and the tape for 25 cents. If any damages shall occur to the CD's, Kacey agrees to pay for the damages.
A broken CD shall result in a new CD to be purchased.
A scratch on the CD shall result in a 25 cent damage fee.
A ship on the CD shall result in a new CD.
Both parties agree to these terms and agree to follow them.
A $5.00 fee shall result in failure to respect the terms.
__________________
Kelly Beach
__________________
Kacey Beach
__________________
Witness
Evelyn Beach, Mother
1. Dance Mix '95
2. Live "Throwing Copper"
3. Goo Goo Dolls "A Boy Named Goo"
4. Reality Bites Soundtrack
5. Smashing Pumpkins "Siamese Dream"
6. Soundgarden "Superunknown"
7. A Mix Tape
Kacey agrees to renting the cd's for 50 cents each and the tape for 25 cents. If any damages shall occur to the CD's, Kacey agrees to pay for the damages.
A broken CD shall result in a new CD to be purchased.
A scratch on the CD shall result in a 25 cent damage fee.
A ship on the CD shall result in a new CD.
Both parties agree to these terms and agree to follow them.
A $5.00 fee shall result in failure to respect the terms.
__________________
Kelly Beach
__________________
Kacey Beach
__________________
Witness
Evelyn Beach, Mother
Movie Night, Anyone?
Okay, we all know that there can't be something to do every Friday and Saturday night that we have. Therefore, we need something else to do...bring in renting movies. Whether it's a night with you and your b/f snuggling together on the couch watching the flicks, or it's you and a group of friends, it'll occupy your minds for a couple of hours. I've got a list below of the top ten movies that are out for rent.
1) Sixth Sense
2) Runaway Bride
3) Blue Streak
4) Double Jeopardy
5) Stigmata
6) Bone Collector
7) Stir Of Echoes
8) Tarzan
9) Story Of Us
10) Bats
P.S. I listed them in order from best to worst for you readers out there.
1) Sixth Sense
2) Runaway Bride
3) Blue Streak
4) Double Jeopardy
5) Stigmata
6) Bone Collector
7) Stir Of Echoes
8) Tarzan
9) Story Of Us
10) Bats
P.S. I listed them in order from best to worst for you readers out there.
What's Wrong With The World Today?
Teenagers having sex,
unwanted pregnancies happening.
People dealing drugs,
kids buying them,
kids dying from them.
What for?
A night of fun,
something to do,
to feel loved,
to feel accepted.
Then what happens?
Aloneness,
fear,
pain,
rejection.
Is it worth it?
Some say yes,
every minute is worth it.
Others pass through life,
not caring what happens,
nothing matters to them.
Then there's the few of us that regret things
that happened.
If we could go back and change things,
things could be better.
Or would they turn out worse?
They just wish things aren't the way they are
now.
But we can change the future....
sometimes.
Sometimes our mistakes are just too big.
Lives have been changed permanently,
usually not for the better.
But there has got to be hope somewhere.
If there wasn't we'd all go home
and wait to die.
Hope is what keeps me going when nothing
else does.
Hope that things will get better.
That things will change.
That everything will work out.
- Written by Kacey Beach.
unwanted pregnancies happening.
People dealing drugs,
kids buying them,
kids dying from them.
What for?
A night of fun,
something to do,
to feel loved,
to feel accepted.
Then what happens?
Aloneness,
fear,
pain,
rejection.
Is it worth it?
Some say yes,
every minute is worth it.
Others pass through life,
not caring what happens,
nothing matters to them.
Then there's the few of us that regret things
that happened.
If we could go back and change things,
things could be better.
Or would they turn out worse?
They just wish things aren't the way they are
now.
But we can change the future....
sometimes.
Sometimes our mistakes are just too big.
Lives have been changed permanently,
usually not for the better.
But there has got to be hope somewhere.
If there wasn't we'd all go home
and wait to die.
Hope is what keeps me going when nothing
else does.
Hope that things will get better.
That things will change.
That everything will work out.
- Written by Kacey Beach.
Somebody Should Have Taught Him
I went to a birthday party but I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink at all, so I had a Sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself, the way you said I would,
that I didn't choose to drink and drive, though some friends said I should.
I knew I made a healthy choice and your advice to me was right
as the party finally ended and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my own car, sure to get home in one piece,
never knowing what was coming, something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement. I can hear the policeman say,
"The kid that caused this wreck was drunk." His voice seems far away.
My own blood is all around me, as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say, "This girl is going to die."
I'm sure the guy had no idea, while he was flying high,
because he chose to drink and drive that I would have to die.
So why do people do it, knowing that it ruins lives?
But now the pain is cutting me like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell my sister not to be afraid, tell Daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven to put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have taught him that it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his mom and dad had, I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments, and I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me, Mom, as I lie here and die.
I wish I could say I love you and good-bye.
- Retold by Jane Watkins
You told me not to drink at all, so I had a Sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself, the way you said I would,
that I didn't choose to drink and drive, though some friends said I should.
I knew I made a healthy choice and your advice to me was right
as the party finally ended and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my own car, sure to get home in one piece,
never knowing what was coming, something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement. I can hear the policeman say,
"The kid that caused this wreck was drunk." His voice seems far away.
My own blood is all around me, as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say, "This girl is going to die."
I'm sure the guy had no idea, while he was flying high,
because he chose to drink and drive that I would have to die.
So why do people do it, knowing that it ruins lives?
But now the pain is cutting me like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell my sister not to be afraid, tell Daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven to put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have taught him that it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his mom and dad had, I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments, and I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me, Mom, as I lie here and die.
I wish I could say I love you and good-bye.
- Retold by Jane Watkins
Monday, September 1, 2008
Horrible Humiliations
I was in an advanced aerobics class at the coed gym I go to when I happened to notice these extremely buff guys go by. I got so distracted by them that I lost track of what I was doing and I collided into the girl next to me. To make matters worse, she
sprained her ankle because of it and the instructor had to stop the class. When I finally looked up I saw the two guys laughing their heads off at me. I'm never going back to the coed side again. X X
The guy that I liked was into horseback riding, and so I decided to impress him by going riding with him. I've never ridden before, but how hard could it be, right? Wrong. I took a really feisty horse, and not two minutes into the ride I was thrown from the horse right into a pile of manure. That's when he announced in front of everybody that I was going to have to find another ride home because I wasn't going to stink up his car. I was soo embarrassed. X X X
My b/f and I went to a really fancy restaurant for our one year anniversary, and we were having a great time. The people were really snobby towards us, so I was determined to impress them with my poise. While we were eating my boy said something hilarious, and when I started to laugh I began choking on my food. One of the waiters had to perform the heimlich maneuver on me, sending a piece of broccoli sailing across the restaurant into someone's soup. Lets just say we made a quick exit after that. X X X X
I had the part as the star dancer in the school play, and this meant that I had to wear a really skimpy outfit for it. Everything was going fairly good for opening night. That is, until my breasts popped out of my costume while I was performing some flips, flashing the entire audience. I had to put up with comments from everyone at school for months later. X X X
I was playing a really important basketball game, so I ignored the fact that my stomach was cramping up on me. I assumed it was just nerves, and continued to play. It wasn't until half time when one of the girls asked what that mark was on my yellow shorts. My period had started, and there was a huge red stain from it. To this day I don't know how many people noticed it, but there were some laughter going on the next day at school when I was around. X X
I have this habit of belting out tunes at the top of my lungs while I shower at night. Well, one night my bratty little bro, who happens to be a freshman at my school where I'm a senior, decided to tape me. He somehow managed to get the tape played over the P.A. system at lunch hour the next day. He even made sure that everyone knew who the singer was. I got the last laugh though, because he was suspended for a week for it. X X
My girls and I were at the beach later at night for a quick swim. We were feeling pretty hyper, so we all started swinging our suits over our heads once we were in the water. We started talking about which guys we liked out there, not seeing anyone on the beach. Once we put our suits back on and went to walk home, we saw the guys we'd been talking about come out from under a clump of trees. Since sound travels over water, they had heard everything! We were all extremely embarrassed. X X X X
I was supposed to go out with my b/f to the movies one night, but he called and canceled out saying his cousin was in town. I decided to go anyways with one of my friends, and I saw my boy there with another girl. Well, I flipped out and started calling both of them all the names I could think of. I then stormed off without giving him a chance to say anything. He called me the next day to inform me that the "other girl" was actually his cousin. I had assumed that it would've been a male. I made a complete ass of myself. X X X X X
A substitute teacher was teaching us about menstruation for our health class. While she had her back turned to us, one of the guys noticed that there was a big red stain on the back of her skirt. When he asked me if it was what he thought it was, I confirmed. That's when he shouted out, "We know what getting your rags is all about. You didn't have to demonstrate it to us!" The poor teacher turned beet red and ran out of the room. Another teacher had to cover the rest of her classes that day, and I've never seen her in our school again!
Ratings:
X You'll live, it's happened to all of us.
X X Hate to be you for a while.
X X X Okay, you have permissionto hide for the next week.
X X X X Go on a long vacation & hope everyone forgets by the time you're back.
X X X X X Time for a name change.
sprained her ankle because of it and the instructor had to stop the class. When I finally looked up I saw the two guys laughing their heads off at me. I'm never going back to the coed side again. X X
The guy that I liked was into horseback riding, and so I decided to impress him by going riding with him. I've never ridden before, but how hard could it be, right? Wrong. I took a really feisty horse, and not two minutes into the ride I was thrown from the horse right into a pile of manure. That's when he announced in front of everybody that I was going to have to find another ride home because I wasn't going to stink up his car. I was soo embarrassed. X X X
My b/f and I went to a really fancy restaurant for our one year anniversary, and we were having a great time. The people were really snobby towards us, so I was determined to impress them with my poise. While we were eating my boy said something hilarious, and when I started to laugh I began choking on my food. One of the waiters had to perform the heimlich maneuver on me, sending a piece of broccoli sailing across the restaurant into someone's soup. Lets just say we made a quick exit after that. X X X X
I had the part as the star dancer in the school play, and this meant that I had to wear a really skimpy outfit for it. Everything was going fairly good for opening night. That is, until my breasts popped out of my costume while I was performing some flips, flashing the entire audience. I had to put up with comments from everyone at school for months later. X X X
I was playing a really important basketball game, so I ignored the fact that my stomach was cramping up on me. I assumed it was just nerves, and continued to play. It wasn't until half time when one of the girls asked what that mark was on my yellow shorts. My period had started, and there was a huge red stain from it. To this day I don't know how many people noticed it, but there were some laughter going on the next day at school when I was around. X X
I have this habit of belting out tunes at the top of my lungs while I shower at night. Well, one night my bratty little bro, who happens to be a freshman at my school where I'm a senior, decided to tape me. He somehow managed to get the tape played over the P.A. system at lunch hour the next day. He even made sure that everyone knew who the singer was. I got the last laugh though, because he was suspended for a week for it. X X
My girls and I were at the beach later at night for a quick swim. We were feeling pretty hyper, so we all started swinging our suits over our heads once we were in the water. We started talking about which guys we liked out there, not seeing anyone on the beach. Once we put our suits back on and went to walk home, we saw the guys we'd been talking about come out from under a clump of trees. Since sound travels over water, they had heard everything! We were all extremely embarrassed. X X X X
I was supposed to go out with my b/f to the movies one night, but he called and canceled out saying his cousin was in town. I decided to go anyways with one of my friends, and I saw my boy there with another girl. Well, I flipped out and started calling both of them all the names I could think of. I then stormed off without giving him a chance to say anything. He called me the next day to inform me that the "other girl" was actually his cousin. I had assumed that it would've been a male. I made a complete ass of myself. X X X X X
A substitute teacher was teaching us about menstruation for our health class. While she had her back turned to us, one of the guys noticed that there was a big red stain on the back of her skirt. When he asked me if it was what he thought it was, I confirmed. That's when he shouted out, "We know what getting your rags is all about. You didn't have to demonstrate it to us!" The poor teacher turned beet red and ran out of the room. Another teacher had to cover the rest of her classes that day, and I've never seen her in our school again!
Ratings:
X You'll live, it's happened to all of us.
X X Hate to be you for a while.
X X X Okay, you have permissionto hide for the next week.
X X X X Go on a long vacation & hope everyone forgets by the time you're back.
X X X X X Time for a name change.
The Dating Scene
What is it nowadays? So many young people are going to one extreme or another. Some girls are jumping from one guy to the next, while others are staying with the same guy for a year or more. Are we honestly ready for that type of commitment this early in life? Some say they are, and that it's worth every minute. Yet people who are not in a serious relationship say that those people are missing out on so much because they are concerned only with what's going on in each others' lives .
I can see both points on this argument. I've never been in a really serious relationship, but I do know what it's like to cancel plans with your friends because there might be a chance of you going out with your boyfriend that night. You can lose some of your closest friends when you're in a serious relationship because you aren't making enough time for them. There is also the side that you are having the time of your life with your boyfriend, thinking that you're falling in love with him. To be honest, very few high school relationships make it past high school. I guess my biggest question is who gets the better deal?
There's another side to this debate, and that's the fact that maybe the girls jump from guy to guy have a much better time. Think about it...they can have a new guy every week if they please. When they get bored of him or angry about something, they can ditch him for someone new and perhaps more promising than the last. They claim that this way is much better because they are never really tied down, and can do what they want when they want. They don't have to answer to anyone but themselves.
There's one big flaw with this plan, and that's the fact that you get tired of getting to know every new guy, and discovering his faults after you're going out. It would be tiring going through the same conversations over and over again, finding where you both stand on certain issues, and what he likes and dislikes, etc.. So what's the better deal? A serious relationship seems to be what most of us are looking for, but is it the right way to go? It can be a wonderful thing if you handle everything that comes with it, the good and the bad. But there's also the fun of seeing different people, and not getting serious about any of them, saving you pain in the end. Either way you can get bored if he's not the right person for you.
I used to be one of those people that couldn't stay tied down to one person for any length of time. Then I discovered this neat little trick. If you take the time to really get to know someone before you go out with them, you can figure out ahead of time if you're right for each other. Even if it means being single for a while, the results are definitely worth the wait. So what's the solution? Not date at all? I hope not. Write in your opinions on what you think about this to K.C.'s Column.
I can see both points on this argument. I've never been in a really serious relationship, but I do know what it's like to cancel plans with your friends because there might be a chance of you going out with your boyfriend that night. You can lose some of your closest friends when you're in a serious relationship because you aren't making enough time for them. There is also the side that you are having the time of your life with your boyfriend, thinking that you're falling in love with him. To be honest, very few high school relationships make it past high school. I guess my biggest question is who gets the better deal?
There's another side to this debate, and that's the fact that maybe the girls jump from guy to guy have a much better time. Think about it...they can have a new guy every week if they please. When they get bored of him or angry about something, they can ditch him for someone new and perhaps more promising than the last. They claim that this way is much better because they are never really tied down, and can do what they want when they want. They don't have to answer to anyone but themselves.
There's one big flaw with this plan, and that's the fact that you get tired of getting to know every new guy, and discovering his faults after you're going out. It would be tiring going through the same conversations over and over again, finding where you both stand on certain issues, and what he likes and dislikes, etc.. So what's the better deal? A serious relationship seems to be what most of us are looking for, but is it the right way to go? It can be a wonderful thing if you handle everything that comes with it, the good and the bad. But there's also the fun of seeing different people, and not getting serious about any of them, saving you pain in the end. Either way you can get bored if he's not the right person for you.
I used to be one of those people that couldn't stay tied down to one person for any length of time. Then I discovered this neat little trick. If you take the time to really get to know someone before you go out with them, you can figure out ahead of time if you're right for each other. Even if it means being single for a while, the results are definitely worth the wait. So what's the solution? Not date at all? I hope not. Write in your opinions on what you think about this to K.C.'s Column.
The person that I idolize the most is.....
The person that I idolize the most is..... By Kacey
The person that I idolize is my cousin Chantel Jaquet. Chantel and I are very close because whenever I have a personal question that needs to be answered, I know that I can trust her to keep it a secret. She does not keep anything from me, and I know that she always tells me the straight - out truth. Whether the topic is drugs or boyfriends, she always has some advice for me.
Chantel has not had a really easy life, and like everyone of us, she has been hurt. When I grow up to be her age, I want to be just like her. I want to be the person who is looked up to by others, and loved very much. I want to be independent like her, and proud of who I am.
Most of all I want to be patient and loving like her. Chantel has helped me get through a lot of things, and has been that shoulder to cry on. I know if I need someone to talk to at four o' clock in the morning, I can wake her up and she won't complain once.
There has never been a time that she is too busy for me, even though she has an extremely hectic schedule.
Besides having talking to her over the phone, Chantel and I go places together. We've gone out for tea, shopping all day, movies, and just hung out at her place. Chantel is one of my most favorite cousins, and another reason why is that she gives me tons of clothes all year round. I really love this because she has great taste, and all the clothes that she gives me always fits.
I don't know what I would do without having my cousin here to talk with me. I think that I would be totally lost and clueless about many things that are happening in this strange world we live in that we call home.
One thing that is really important is that she is like a parental role model and a friend all at once. When I know that I have done something wrong, I go to confess to her rather than to my own mother. I know that she will keep it between us, and not rat on me to my mom. She will not yell at me like my mom would, but she lets me know that she is disappointed in me. It really makes the difference because I hate to disappoint her, so I try to correct my wrongs.
Chantel is great to have around, and my mom loves having her talking to me about things that I would not go up to her and ask. [ There are just some things that teenagers don't want to talk to parents about. ] I wish and hope that all families have someone like Chantel to help the kids get through life as a teenager.
The person that I idolize is my cousin Chantel Jaquet. Chantel and I are very close because whenever I have a personal question that needs to be answered, I know that I can trust her to keep it a secret. She does not keep anything from me, and I know that she always tells me the straight - out truth. Whether the topic is drugs or boyfriends, she always has some advice for me.
Chantel has not had a really easy life, and like everyone of us, she has been hurt. When I grow up to be her age, I want to be just like her. I want to be the person who is looked up to by others, and loved very much. I want to be independent like her, and proud of who I am.
Most of all I want to be patient and loving like her. Chantel has helped me get through a lot of things, and has been that shoulder to cry on. I know if I need someone to talk to at four o' clock in the morning, I can wake her up and she won't complain once.
There has never been a time that she is too busy for me, even though she has an extremely hectic schedule.
Besides having talking to her over the phone, Chantel and I go places together. We've gone out for tea, shopping all day, movies, and just hung out at her place. Chantel is one of my most favorite cousins, and another reason why is that she gives me tons of clothes all year round. I really love this because she has great taste, and all the clothes that she gives me always fits.
I don't know what I would do without having my cousin here to talk with me. I think that I would be totally lost and clueless about many things that are happening in this strange world we live in that we call home.
One thing that is really important is that she is like a parental role model and a friend all at once. When I know that I have done something wrong, I go to confess to her rather than to my own mother. I know that she will keep it between us, and not rat on me to my mom. She will not yell at me like my mom would, but she lets me know that she is disappointed in me. It really makes the difference because I hate to disappoint her, so I try to correct my wrongs.
Chantel is great to have around, and my mom loves having her talking to me about things that I would not go up to her and ask. [ There are just some things that teenagers don't want to talk to parents about. ] I wish and hope that all families have someone like Chantel to help the kids get through life as a teenager.
Letter to Patrick
Hey Patrick,
How's it going? Don't know if you remember me, but it's Kacey from camp Ceaderwood. I promised you I'd write to you, and you better write back or I'll kill ya at camp next year. Just joking! So how'd your summer go after camp? Mine was mostly spent at Grand Beach, where I met alot of people. It was a lotta fun, and I dreaded coming back to school.
My first day at school was fun 'cause I got shops class in the afternoon, but what really sucked was that my teacher managed to give us two hours of homework.
My school is really retarded because the damn principle made stupid and strict rules such as if our shirts aren't tucked in we have to call our parents and explain why, and then have detention. Anyways, I don't want to bore you to death, so I'll change the subject.
You know there's one thing really cool about our school- the athletic area. We now have a volleyball team that's coached by my best friends' older sister, and I'm on it. Plus we have an awesome Basketball team which I might be the captain of if my attitude gets better, so says my coach. I might be on the Badminton team again this year, so between all those sports and soccer{ I'm on a team} you might not get many letters.
So, how was your first day? Is your school just as retarded as mine, or is it really awesome? Have you kept in touch with anyone from camp yet? I didn't get to go to the roller reunion 'cause I was loaded down with lots of homework, so I don't know if you were there. If you were, was it awesome and who was there, and how was everyone? I'm gonna try to go to the next reunion, depending on when it is and how much it costs.
I'm gonna be playing alot of soccer games soon, and if I get a game close to St. James, I'll call you in case you would want to come. Are you on any sports
teams? If you are, if you have a game near St. Vital, I'd love to come and watch it. That is you want me to go.
Well, I'm running out of things to say... so remember your promise to write back to me! I'll expect a letter within a month, and don't worry, you DON'T have to type. The reason I type is cause it's much neater than my writing and takes me the same amount of time. See ya later!
Luv,
Kacey
P.S. I'll shock the hell outta me if you're awake at this point of the letter. Sorry it's so boring.
How's it going? Don't know if you remember me, but it's Kacey from camp Ceaderwood. I promised you I'd write to you, and you better write back or I'll kill ya at camp next year. Just joking! So how'd your summer go after camp? Mine was mostly spent at Grand Beach, where I met alot of people. It was a lotta fun, and I dreaded coming back to school.
My first day at school was fun 'cause I got shops class in the afternoon, but what really sucked was that my teacher managed to give us two hours of homework.
My school is really retarded because the damn principle made stupid and strict rules such as if our shirts aren't tucked in we have to call our parents and explain why, and then have detention. Anyways, I don't want to bore you to death, so I'll change the subject.
You know there's one thing really cool about our school- the athletic area. We now have a volleyball team that's coached by my best friends' older sister, and I'm on it. Plus we have an awesome Basketball team which I might be the captain of if my attitude gets better, so says my coach. I might be on the Badminton team again this year, so between all those sports and soccer{ I'm on a team} you might not get many letters.
So, how was your first day? Is your school just as retarded as mine, or is it really awesome? Have you kept in touch with anyone from camp yet? I didn't get to go to the roller reunion 'cause I was loaded down with lots of homework, so I don't know if you were there. If you were, was it awesome and who was there, and how was everyone? I'm gonna try to go to the next reunion, depending on when it is and how much it costs.
I'm gonna be playing alot of soccer games soon, and if I get a game close to St. James, I'll call you in case you would want to come. Are you on any sports
teams? If you are, if you have a game near St. Vital, I'd love to come and watch it. That is you want me to go.
Well, I'm running out of things to say... so remember your promise to write back to me! I'll expect a letter within a month, and don't worry, you DON'T have to type. The reason I type is cause it's much neater than my writing and takes me the same amount of time. See ya later!
Luv,
Kacey
P.S. I'll shock the hell outta me if you're awake at this point of the letter. Sorry it's so boring.
Cake
HONEY GARLIC RIBS
1/4 cup soya sauce
1/2 cup honey
1 cup ketchup
4 cloves garlic - minced
Boil ribs in salted water and simmer 1 hour.
Baste in sauce overnight.
BBQ for 20 minutes.
CARROT CAKE
1 cup mazola oil 1 1/2 cups white sugar
4 beaten eggs 2 tsp. soda
3 cups grated carrots 2 tsp. baking powder
1/2 cup chopped walnuts 2 tsp. cinnamon
1/2 cup raising 1 tsp. salt
2 cups flour
Combine all ingredients in a large bowl. Mix well and put in a 9 x 13 pan.
Bake at 325 for 1 1/4 hours or until toothpick placed in centre of cake comes out
clean.
ICING
8 oz pkg cream cheese
2 cups icing sugar
1 cup butter
1 tsp vanilla
Mix well - when cake has cooled - then put icing on.
1/4 cup soya sauce
1/2 cup honey
1 cup ketchup
4 cloves garlic - minced
Boil ribs in salted water and simmer 1 hour.
Baste in sauce overnight.
BBQ for 20 minutes.
CARROT CAKE
1 cup mazola oil 1 1/2 cups white sugar
4 beaten eggs 2 tsp. soda
3 cups grated carrots 2 tsp. baking powder
1/2 cup chopped walnuts 2 tsp. cinnamon
1/2 cup raising 1 tsp. salt
2 cups flour
Combine all ingredients in a large bowl. Mix well and put in a 9 x 13 pan.
Bake at 325 for 1 1/4 hours or until toothpick placed in centre of cake comes out
clean.
ICING
8 oz pkg cream cheese
2 cups icing sugar
1 cup butter
1 tsp vanilla
Mix well - when cake has cooled - then put icing on.
The Man of the Hour
This doesn't seem to be written by Kacey, but it's amusing nonetheless...
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
BRIAN IS THE DAD OF JIM AND SHERRY
HE'S ALSO THE SON OF KEL AND MARY
WITH SISTERS THREE, EVIE SHOULD BE WARY
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
HE'S TRIED LOTS OF SPORTS WHERE THE BALL IS
ROUND
AND GOLF IS THE GAME HE'S FINALLY FOUND
BUT HE DOESN'T KNOW HIS ASS FROM A HOLE IN
THE GROUND
EVEN AS AN OLD FART
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR BROTHER BRIAN
OUT ON THE GOLF COURSE AND VAINLY TRYIN
SAID HE TOOK A THREE BUT WE KNOW HE'S LYIN
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
NOW THAT HE'S REACHED THE MAGIC FIFTY
HE PROBABLY THINKS HE'S PRETTY NIFTY
EVEN THO HIS KNEES MAKE HIM PRETTY SHIFTY
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
A TOAST TO BRIAN
WHEN I RAISE MY HAND PLEASE ALL CALL OUT
...."FOR A LONG, LONG TIME"
FOR EXAMPLE ...
SOME OF YOU HAVE ONLY KNOWN BRIAN FOR A
SHORT TIME.
OTHERS OF US HAVE BEEN AROUND HIM ...
"FOR A LONG, LONG TIME"
BRIAN WAS BORN IN TRAIL, BC
HE CAME TO WINNIPEG IN 1948
THO HE'S LIVED ELSEWHERE
HE'S BEEN IN WPG NOW ... F.A.L.L.T.
HE COMPLETED HIS SCHOOLING IN ALBERTA AND
MANITOBA
HE DID WELL IN HIGH SCHOOL
BUT PASSING ENGLISH IN UNIVERSITY TOOK ...
A.L.L.T.
BRIAN FANCIES HIMSELF A MAN ABOUT TOWN
AND HE PROBABLY HAS A BIT OF A WICKED PAST
BUT HE'S BEEN A REALLY GREAT DAD NOW ...
F.A.L.L.T.
HE DIDN'T SET OUT TO BE A REALLY GREAT DAD
BUT HIS KIDS KEEP STAYING AT HOME OR IN
SCHOOL
AND IT SEEMS AS THO HE'LL BE PAYING THE
BILLS ... F.A.L.L.T.
BANKING IS HIS CHOSEN PROFESSION AND MONEY IS
HIS PASSION
STAYING OUT OF DEBT IS A GOAL HE'S BEEN TRYING
TO ACHIEVE ... F.A.L.L.T.
NOW HE'S FIFTY AND IT IS ONLY FITTING THAT WE
HONOR THIS FELLOW
WHO HAS PUT UP WITH HIS SISTERS
WE WISH HIM GOOD HEALTH, GOOD LUCK AND WE
WANT HIM TO KNOW THAT EVEN THO HE MIGHT
FEEL
WE NO LONGER NEED TO OFFER OUR ADVICE ON
EVERYTHING HE DOES, WE INTEND TO
CONTINUE ... F.A.L.L.T.
WOULD YOU PLEASE RAISE YOUR GLASSES AND
TOAST WITH ME ...
BRIAN ... THE GUY WHO:
LEFT KK HANGING ON THE FENCE
SOLD WEEK OLD NEWSPAPERS TO BLACKIE'S MOM
WAS TOO SCARED TO GO TO MOVIES UNTIL HE
REACHED HIS TEENS
HAS USED MORE THAN HIS SHARE OF THE
ORTHOPEDIC HEALTH DOLLARS
INHERITED THE BALD GENE
HAS REACHED HIS HALF CENTURY
AND IT ONLY TOOK HIM 50 YEARS TO GET THERE
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... I GIVE YOU THE MAN OF
THE HOUR
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
BRIAN IS THE DAD OF JIM AND SHERRY
HE'S ALSO THE SON OF KEL AND MARY
WITH SISTERS THREE, EVIE SHOULD BE WARY
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
HE'S TRIED LOTS OF SPORTS WHERE THE BALL IS
ROUND
AND GOLF IS THE GAME HE'S FINALLY FOUND
BUT HE DOESN'T KNOW HIS ASS FROM A HOLE IN
THE GROUND
EVEN AS AN OLD FART
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR BROTHER BRIAN
OUT ON THE GOLF COURSE AND VAINLY TRYIN
SAID HE TOOK A THREE BUT WE KNOW HE'S LYIN
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
NOW THAT HE'S REACHED THE MAGIC FIFTY
HE PROBABLY THINKS HE'S PRETTY NIFTY
EVEN THO HIS KNEES MAKE HIM PRETTY SHIFTY
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH OUR ONLY BROTHER
NOW THAT HE'S AN OLD FART
A TOAST TO BRIAN
WHEN I RAISE MY HAND PLEASE ALL CALL OUT
...."FOR A LONG, LONG TIME"
FOR EXAMPLE ...
SOME OF YOU HAVE ONLY KNOWN BRIAN FOR A
SHORT TIME.
OTHERS OF US HAVE BEEN AROUND HIM ...
"FOR A LONG, LONG TIME"
BRIAN WAS BORN IN TRAIL, BC
HE CAME TO WINNIPEG IN 1948
THO HE'S LIVED ELSEWHERE
HE'S BEEN IN WPG NOW ... F.A.L.L.T.
HE COMPLETED HIS SCHOOLING IN ALBERTA AND
MANITOBA
HE DID WELL IN HIGH SCHOOL
BUT PASSING ENGLISH IN UNIVERSITY TOOK ...
A.L.L.T.
BRIAN FANCIES HIMSELF A MAN ABOUT TOWN
AND HE PROBABLY HAS A BIT OF A WICKED PAST
BUT HE'S BEEN A REALLY GREAT DAD NOW ...
F.A.L.L.T.
HE DIDN'T SET OUT TO BE A REALLY GREAT DAD
BUT HIS KIDS KEEP STAYING AT HOME OR IN
SCHOOL
AND IT SEEMS AS THO HE'LL BE PAYING THE
BILLS ... F.A.L.L.T.
BANKING IS HIS CHOSEN PROFESSION AND MONEY IS
HIS PASSION
STAYING OUT OF DEBT IS A GOAL HE'S BEEN TRYING
TO ACHIEVE ... F.A.L.L.T.
NOW HE'S FIFTY AND IT IS ONLY FITTING THAT WE
HONOR THIS FELLOW
WHO HAS PUT UP WITH HIS SISTERS
WE WISH HIM GOOD HEALTH, GOOD LUCK AND WE
WANT HIM TO KNOW THAT EVEN THO HE MIGHT
FEEL
WE NO LONGER NEED TO OFFER OUR ADVICE ON
EVERYTHING HE DOES, WE INTEND TO
CONTINUE ... F.A.L.L.T.
WOULD YOU PLEASE RAISE YOUR GLASSES AND
TOAST WITH ME ...
BRIAN ... THE GUY WHO:
LEFT KK HANGING ON THE FENCE
SOLD WEEK OLD NEWSPAPERS TO BLACKIE'S MOM
WAS TOO SCARED TO GO TO MOVIES UNTIL HE
REACHED HIS TEENS
HAS USED MORE THAN HIS SHARE OF THE
ORTHOPEDIC HEALTH DOLLARS
INHERITED THE BALD GENE
HAS REACHED HIS HALF CENTURY
AND IT ONLY TOOK HIM 50 YEARS TO GET THERE
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... I GIVE YOU THE MAN OF
THE HOUR
Incomplete Story
Just when Carrie-Ann thought her day couldn't get any worse, it did. She was on her way home from working an eight and a half hour shift, grateful for the chance to sit down while going home on the bus. As she stared vacantly out the window, she noticed black smoke billowing out the back of the bus. The bus started going slower and the bus drivers' voice sounded over the intercom, "Sorry folks, but we're going to have to make an unscheduled stop. Please remain calm and exit the bus as soon as we come to a complete stop. "Oh great. This is just what I need." she thought as a deep sigh escaped her lips.
Introduction
This is the content from an old Pentium 75 (running Windows 3.1) that I saved from a PC Recycling depot. The main writer of these posts is Kacey Beach (name slightly altered). It seems she may have been a writer for her school newspaper, which would explain the interesting articles that appear here. Some of the images were obviously drawn in Paintbrush, but some of them may be clipart. They are posted here anyway.
The posts are in no particular order (well, maybe alphabetically by filename!) Unfortunately, the software they were written in modified the date everytime the documents were opened. However, some of the posts may give clues to the time period they were written in.
Now, let's hear from Kacey!
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