COA POSTER DRAFT

"purified By The Holy Spirit"

  It was a cold Saturday morning on June 11, 2011. Ring Ring Ring! My phone was going off by the calls from my bible study leader, Karina. "Good morning Tati girl! rise and shine! It's your big day! get up!". It was the day of a church conference I was going to attend. This conference is to make your relationship with God a lot more stronger and you will come out a whole new person. I got off my bed, Rubbing my eyes so I could see clearly where I was going. I was dwelling in thoughts of "why is she so awake this early in the morning" and "Ugh! It's a saturday I should be able to sleep in!" 

   I took a step outside, the wind swiftly brushed my hair and brought a chill down my back. Karina picked me up and we were on our way to the church. "Your so quiet, everything alright?" she asked me. "Y-Yeah I'm fine, I just don't know what to expect", I answered her with a shaky voice. We slowly pulled up to the church and my heart gradually started to beat faster and faster.

   I walked into the room and sat in the third row, third seat, right next to my friends. Closing my eyes and bowing my head, We opened up in prayer. It was a long 10 minute session. I knew I had to have an open heart to what we were going to be taught throughout this whole conference. 

   As the lessons were being taught, the butterflies in my stomach were starting to go away. Some of the points that were said brought me back to the past and I finally had the chance to let it all go and not let it hold me back from having a happier life and my walk with Jesus Christ. I thought about how I was treating my parents with disrespect, not having a humble heart, not being the christian that I should be. 

   The conference was over and I walked out, just as they said, A NEW PERSON, a new woman of God. A load of weight just lifted off of my shoulders. The purity in my heart was visible to others. "You are just glowing today tati! God bless you!", "There's something different about you that I'm liking", "Keep up your relationship with HIM, the man upstairs, and you will be blessed" were the things people were saying to me. I thought to myself "they are talking about ME!?!? wow!" 

   I got home and I ran straight to my parents and hugged them. "I love you mom and dad! thank you for everything you have done for me! i appreciate it all!", I said to them. I could tell they were proud of me and from that day on, I think of my daily situations and problems in a whole new way, with a whole new heart! 

   

   

Blog revision

  To organize my blog entries from last school year, I labeled all of them to "freshmen year". This is so all of those blog entries are together in one category. For my graphic I put together a bunch of pictures with people and things that mean a lot to me. I put a picture of my paddling team because I really enjoy paddling and it gets my mind off of things. I also had pictures with some of my best friends.

Taking a position: Who's to blame?: Essay

   In my opinion, The tourist are to blame. They decide to get themselves into dangerous situations like the blowhole incident. If they payed more attention to warnings than none of this would've happened. I believe that the government can't be blamed for any of this because they can't spend their whole time on making sure the tourist follows the warnings. Tourist should know better to obey the signs.
   The government did post up signs saying "blowhole: Park and walk at your own risk". After the first incident of the death at the blowhole, tourist still decided to go there. They did not  acknowledge the warning signs. Because they chose to do that, they had to pay the cost with their lives because they were not safe in that environment.
   The tourist should be blamed because the government can't always be watching out every minute of every day if tourist are being safe while they go sight seeing. They trust that the tourist should know better and to do the responsible thing and obey the signs. If the people decide to go against the signs despite previous death cases caused by the blowhole, they would be at fault.
   The article talks about a 41-year-old man by the name of Kevin Oakley drowned at maui's pools of Oheo after he rescued his 7 year-old son. The man was later pronounced dead, and the family received $2 million settlement from the federal government. That settlement also included to monitor the stream flow and have safety equipment for the stream. Tourist shouldn't wait until something tragic happens to one of their loved ones to put safety first. They should always be cautious of where they are and what they are doing.
  Overall the tourist is at fault when it comes to the topic of these fatal incidents. Tourist needs to be more cautious and obey the warning signs posted in the areas where those incidents happened. The tourist could use common sense and conclude that those are dangerous places.

GLO Portfolio

URL:  http://www.wix.com/tatiluvsu14/tatisglo-portfolio#!

(Orlando- Tati's Dad)
1)Do you think the evidence shown on the portfolio were good examples of each GLO? why?
-I thought you were well represented in your GLO portfolio. It showcased areas where you've grown since the beginning of the school year and what you need to work on.

2)Which GLO do you favor more?
-I like Self directed learner and community contributor.

3) Which GLO do you think I should work on more next year?
-I feel that you should work more on "complex thinker". I want you to expand your learning and thinking and that is what Menemac will help you with.

metaphor poem-FINAL

"I am a box of crayons"

I am a box of crayons

I have many colors

each with it's own special touch and emotion.

People can break me

but I can be put back together

and continue with my purpose in life. 

The box is my family and friends 

To keep me in place in my life

and to keep me organized. 

My sharpener is the challenges in life

With every obstacle that comes my way, 

It builds my strength emotionally and mentally. 

With everything i consist of

I have the ability to create something sentimental and memorable

Leaving my mark on this earth

to show others the things i can achieve.
what am i?
I am a box of crayons

metaphor poem draft

I am a box of crayons

I have many colors

each with it's own special touch and emotion.

People can break me

but I can be put back together

and continue with my purpose in life. 

The box is my family and friends 

To keep me in place in my life

and to keep me organized. 

My sharpener is the challenges in life

With every obstacle that comes my way, 

It builds my strength emotionally and mentally.