Journal #32 Picture Desciption

Verbs: bending, picture taking, receding water
Sensory details:
Hear: rush of water on the sand, the click of the camera as it takes a picture
Smell: the scent of salty beach water
Feel:the gentle touch of the camera's structure as it is being constantly adjusted
Sight: the beautiful scene of the beach, the camera's own view, setting sun, the necessary equipment in the photographers backpack, slow and gentle waves, the dry and wet sand

Journal #25 'My Vocabulary History'

-I think I am very weak in my word choice just as I said in my self assessment I did a while ago. Because of the way I talk daily, I dont always use big words to describe the way I'm feeling or what not. I usually use simple words in my sentences rather then challenging words I've learned in middle school. Although I have had a vcabulary book to study words in middle school I've never really got to the point where I used those words daily.
-Well, during my whole elementary and middle career, I've always had tests occasionally on my spelling/ vocabulary words. Before each test it would be an assignment to write down each word and definition and then to study from it. Other than that, we ould write the words a couple of times and fit each word in a sentence provided and find the synonyms and antonyms of the word.
-Well first, I take whatever technique I've used in the past. But since then I think i changed my ways. I use my context clues first to see what it really means. I take a quick guess and then look it up. I'd say it a couple of times and move on.
-Well, since we are getting into a lot of reading I would like learn more challenging words that I should probaqbly know by now and apply them to my essay and etc. I feel like I;m behind with my vocabulary so I would like to learn as many words as possible. I could use my updated words I've leanred in my upcoming essays or when I'm giving presentations.

Journal #14

Renewable Resources
Hydropower

Sicne we are surrounded by a large body of water, we should take the advantage of using hydropower, that way we can save money and go green to generate our electricity

Journal #10 Draft on Querencia

I still remember the address, 1641 Owawa St. right across the old Lumbini Pre School were I attended. This two story house held 9 rooms and 4 bathrooms housing about 3 families, I was one of them. I remember living upstairs; my room was right in the corner of the house. The dinning table was right in the view of the living room and I remember there was one big wooden fork and spoon hanging right over the kitchen along with the picture of the Last Supper hanging on the wall. The living room was rearranged so many times that I cant even remember the last way it looked but we had a big red couch that snaked through the living room that sat against the many windows we had. I still remember cleaning the big windows when I was little, climbing on the couch reaching for the highest part of the window. Often when my parents were not there I would wait for them on the couch watching TV. I would always get scared at night thinking there was someone on the other side of the window watching me.
In the afternoons, all us cousins who lived there would gather outside on my dad’s truck and discuss on what games to play. We would make up our own games such as “shark” or “cilli, cilli”. And on Sundays where everyone used to come to our part of the house and go to hula. Coming back we would always see our uncles, the neighbors, and friends drinking, smoking, and chatting with each other. when our cousins had to go home back to Waipahu we would sneak into the back of the car hoping our uncle wouldn’t notice while he secretly takes us to their house because we didn’t want the day to end. Eventually he spots us or hears us giggling in the back and asks us to get out while we grumpily say good bye.
I remember on boring days in the summer My cousin BJ and I would get so bored we just call the police for no good reason hoping to get a laugh out of it. I remember the police visiting our house twice in the same day asking my grandma if we called for them. We held most of our family holidays in that house, Christmas in our living room, Thanksgiving in the dinning room, new years and Halloween outside on the old green bench.
Ahh, the bench, that bench held many memories. I remember us kids carving words into the bench and eating oranges our grandma prepared for us on the bench. Although that bench wasn’t always green you know, one day the older version of the cousin painted it a light blue surprising all of us actually making it look new. I remember playing in the back of the house were there was a lot of my grandma’s plants and pieces of old cement looking rocks that housed beetles and other creatures under it. We would always play ball, I remember having to go to the neighbors house quietly trying to swipe the ball back whenever it went over the fence.
Then, some of my aunties and uncles that wanted to start their own family and becoming new parents felt like moving out. That’s when it all started. :[ My grandma found renters to rent all the empty rooms. The family didn’t feel like the renters belonged. We felt like we couldn’t do the same things anymore. We felt like the barged into our lives where we didn’t feel like they should have been. Then months after we had our renters, my grandma and grandpa had the urge to go back and live in the Philippines. And since my grandma and grandpa didn’t live there anymore we all started to slowly one at a time moving out of the house. We ended up selling our beloved old big house to a small little family. As I watched the family pack all our stuff to the trucks for moving I remembered sitting down on bench staring at the ground where I saw in the cement engraved me and my cousin’s name along with my dogs name. There and then I figured out I didn’t want to move all the way to Slat lake. I loved this house I held so memories that I didn’t want to leave behind. I felt that if I left the house new memories would be made by the new family that was living there and I didn’t want that. Our family practically built that house as family and lived in there as a family. I it took me a while to forget that house and get used to the new one.
And now, every time we go to Kalihi the first thing that comes to my head is that house Every time we pass by I always take a good look at it as if I wasn’t going to see it for a very long time.

Jounal #8 My Old home I onced lived in

trying new things arent always easy to get used to, but this house, this old traditional house in kalihi, held so many families, memories, love that it was so easy to get used to. Everything I needed was there i was never lonely because most of us cousins lived there. It was first my grandma's house and because it was such a huge house everyone lived in it. It had a green ruged bench right outside the door where at night our uncles their friends and our own neighbors would drink and hang out. Where in the afternoon it would be a hang out for us cousins. Its been so long since I've seen that house my memory of it will stay with me forver.

Journal #6

What are your special ingredients that you add to this dish?
"Tender, Love, & Care."

Do you enjoy preparing this dish? Why?
"Of course! Yes because I want to serve somethiing special. When I bake, I bake with love. I want to make sure it comes out perfectly shaped and appetizing."

What started you into making this dish?
"I wanted to make and try something different thn the ordinary pies."

How long have you been preparing this dish?
"Ever since we moved here and had the mango tree in the backyeard."

Whats your favorite part of the pie? Why?
"the top layer which is the mango, because its very refreshing and healthy."

Where did you geet the recipe from?
"I shared the recipe with my friend Linda."

What was the last memorable time you ate and made it?
"Last month, when we celebrated my sister' baby shower. She had requeasted me to bake it."

INGREDIENTS!

Crust:
2 cup sifted flour
1/2 cup confectioner's sugar
1 1/2 block cold butter

Cheese Layer:
1 package cream cheese, softened
1/2 cup sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 carton whipped topping

Friut Laayer:
2 envelopes unflavored gelatin
1 cup water
1 cup boiling water
1/4 cup lemon juice
1 cup sugar
4 cups firm, ripe mangoes, cubed

Journal #5

What is a good mene mac student? Three traits?

A good mene mac student is someone who learns through words and actions. A mene mac student will take and use whatever mene mac teaches them to the fullest. A mene mac student should never take this experience for advantage. They should always try their best to attend class as well as to try their best to be on time. A good mene mac student should alwasy respect their fellow mene mac class mates as well as their teachers, for they are the ones who will support us. A good mene mac student should learn to develop the skills of understanding, time management skills, as well as responsibilty. Of course, learning isnt all fun and games. It will sure to take time, but a good student always strive to be on the top.

A good mene mac student always perseveres no matter the situation. In my own perspective you can't seem to accomplish anything if you don't stick to it. Though a mene mac has many responsibilities they should learn that when in a different class they shouldnt doze into a different subject. when in your that certain class you give your undivided attention to it, that way you grasp any important information to use in the future. Thats basically what a mene mac student does. They take all their information they learned in their process of learning and hold it forever until the time comes again, when that information and knowledge is to be used.

Journal #3

1) Mango Cream Cheese Pie

• Whenever my mom bakes this dish, I just can't have enough of it. I wouldn't stop eating until my mom would tell me so.
• Many people have asked for my mom's recipe for this pie but no one could ever make it as perfect as my mom.

2) I will be interveiwing my mom & there is no confirmed date on when this interveiw will happen but I"ll be sure to keep you posted.

3)

• What are your special ingradients that you add to this dish?
• Do you enjoy preparing this dish & why?
• What started you into making this dish?
• How long have you been preparing this dish?
• Whats your favorite part of the pie?
• where did you get the recipe from?
• What was the last memorable time you ate/ made it?

August 18,

My experiences with writing are making my own essay, writing in my own journal, blogging on myspace/facebook, and creating my own poems. Writing has never truly been a favorite but when i write i try to put as much of myself into it. As well as put in as much excitment, laughter, and depression. everytime i get an assignment for writing i would always look back at my past essays to help me get ideas. Such as when i did my science research project i looked back at my elementary projects to see what i could improve and change.