Where I’m from

I am from the building blocks of great unfinished building, from the pieces of Lego scattered in the room and the colorful play doe splatterd around the room, sticking like glue on the fuzzy carpet.

I am from the bad and lazy unorganized room in the dark corner of the house

I am from the orange and yellow fall leaves and the stalagmites from the drack mysterious caves.

I am from the chocolate of pink and yellow Easter egg, on the small brown basket, and the boom boom boom of the Brazilian carnival.

From the Pineiros and Soderi and all the Bouzas from Galicia Spain, which I have not yet seen.

I am from the many organized places of our many rooms, except from one who wishes to be different, and from the bright light of the TV on peaceful Friday nights.

I am from “put these things away” and “clean up your room” and always forced to have respect.

I am from the arms of Christ of the mountains of Rio de Janeiro, and from the cross of a priest’s neck, but who is almost losing his faith.

I am from the big huge smoking factories and cramped buildings. From the biggest rain forest who is shortly shrinking and from beans, with sizzling round pork cuts on the hot juicy sauce, and the perfectly cut meat.

From the difficult voyage of my grandpa and his difficult times while moving from Spain to Brazil and the courage of my mother at the many times she was surrounded by crooks.

I am from paint and colors, the branches of our tree which make it significant and strong, and helps hold up our family culture.

Earthquake

It was a peaceful Friday morning on the day of March 11 for the Japanese. People where out working and walking around their neighborhood, living their normal daily life, but it wasn’t till 2:30 in japan where the peoples lives may change forever.

I was happily sleeping during this event, and at about 8:30 in the morning, my mother began calling me to come watch the news—even though I never watch it. The reporter was really audible from where I was sleeping, and I began getting so annoyed by the sound, that I decided I should go check on what was going on so I could just go back to sleep afterwords, and I was startled to hear that about a recent earthquake in japan—told to be its worst—had just happened about a few hours ago during my sleep.

The reporter showed lots of videos of broken houses, big huge cracks on the floor and buildings crumpling down to the ground, and even normal people, filming themselves during the earthquake disaster, trying hard to grapple themselves to the fitful force of the earth, which helped  prevente them from falling down. The news also showed copious amount of people—surprisingly very quiet—inside a capacious room witch was very crucial for this type of event, and witch provided safety for the people.

It showed helicopters and Japanese troops being deployed, which were there to help look for more survivors after the earthquake ended. It was also told of a 50cm tsunami that hit japan about 15 minutes after the earthquake started, which got me really fastidious towards this event. 1886 people have died and 2.329 of Japans population are now missing because of this disaster, and to make things less facilitated, a nuclear power plant had burnt up; witch cased the azure in the sky to fade with a cloud of dangerous chemicals and caused a pang to the citizens near the plant.

This event has been so tragic that caused the whole world to help out the victims and made all of the news talk about it all day , including myself. I’m sure that no one will forget that day.

Marley And Me Review

The book is titled Marley and me, and witch is a line that he repeats a lot in his book when he is having feelings towards the dog Marley. The tittle means the relationship of him and his dog and about how Marley was always there for him when he needed the most and how the dog taught the author of how to live your life to the fullest and about how Marley was always there while in Grogens had started is family and was present in his great moments of his life.

This book is about the story of the Grogen family in the making and about their mistakes, their good times and the laughter that they shared together as a family. The story is also about the relationship with Grogen and Marley and how he really helped the family turn out the way it is now and how he was in his life since his kids were born and about John amazement in Marley’s way of life. But most importantantly, is how a simple dog came to be considered an important family member at the end.

The book was organized by a series of important memoirs in John’s life which he included his relationship with Marley, his relationship with his wife and kids, his work, and what important moments that  changed him witch that made him what he is today.

The memoirist John Grogen had learned how to enjoy life biggest moments, he also learned that becoming older and not being able to do the things you used to do come fast, and that every life must come to an end and that you can’t do nothing about it. He also learned that it is possible for him to start a good family and that he is able to give his wife and kids that best that he could and how he knows that he loves them all.  Another important thing what the he learned that doing something you love is great and you should never stop what you’re doing, and if you do, you might start missing it.

I thought that the book was really good, it had lots of story into it and it had a mixture of comedy and drama into it as well, for example, when the dog almost died because of his stomach being twisted and also it was funny because of Marley’s troublemaking like when John took Marley to dogs beach and how he vomited and pooped on the sand witch made John really embarrassed. I also thought it was really nice that he sometimes changes the subject of his chapters, like for one part being only about his relationship with Marley, another part about his work and his decisions, and another one about his family and the days his kids were born. I thought the writer put a lot of creativity in organizing his memoir and how he started his story to the beginning of his family and to where it is now. I agree in showing this book to another friend.

Lines I loved: I was emotionally anyway as I held this young girl, wondering if she was dying in my arms , the sight of Marley, so uncharacteristically guarding us like that, so majestically fierce, brought tears in my eyes. (119). they pranced, the danced, they wrestled, they doved, I don’t think I had ever before witnessed such undeterred joy. (209). Marley earned a place in our family. Like a quirky but beloved uncle, he was what he was. (226). we knew now we accepted him for the dog he was.