Auto…Me January 28, 2008

When you are in your house you tend to feel really safe, but are you safe? I hadn’t thought of this until February 27, 2006.

It all started on February 26 in the afternoon. I was sitting with my family, we were watching TV, when the phone rang. It was my grandmother and she told us that somebody had broke into their house and they had taken everything.

The thieves took a lot of things from my grandmother’s house, and when we all went to the house it was horrible. A lot of things were on the floor and I was really shocked. My grandmother and my grandfather were both a mess, and my cousins who were seven and eight at that time were really scared too.  

I went over to my grandmother’s house to help her arrange the things that were all littered in the ground and it was really hard for everyone to be calm. My uncle and my aunt came over to see what they could help with. 

Since my grandmother lives right in front of my house, I went to my house to rest and get things ready for the next day of school. My little cousins slept in my house because they were afraid of sleeping in my grandparents’ house. 

But next day when time came for me to go to school, I woke up with a lot of pain in my body because of the previous day and all the stress. So I stayed home with my mom. She was really stressed out because she had surgery just the week before and now she couldn’t even go down the stairs and to her mothers’ house to help her.  We were watching TV, a movie called “Vanity Fair” and then all of a sudden a man came into the room. I didn’t really understood what was happening until I saw the gun in his hand, that was when I realized that we were in danger. I was scared and so was my mom. They wanted to move my mom, but it was very hard for her and she told them that she had just had a surgery and they took her more slowly. We went into my brothers’ room, which was the only one that had the blinds down, and they took us to the bed.

We don’t know how many thieves there were inside of the house, but we estimate that there were four. After a while they took my mother away so she could show them where the money was and the passports and everything that was valuable. They did not wear masks or anything to cover their faces so they are still incrusted in my mind. Thankfully they didn’t do anything to any of us.

Because in the end there were a lot of people in the house, my mom, two maids, a man who came to measure the floors during the robbery and also my grandmother and my cousins who came during the robbery as well. We were all tied up and scared; they threatened my mother and it was just all horrible. 

After a while, when they got everything they could, they finally left. It must have been for at least two to three hours, but I didn’t panic until they finally left. This is probably the most shocking experience of my life, I am still scared of everything and I will always have that shock inside of me.  I had to sleep in my parents room for about three days and I slept with my light on for about a week after that.

I am very grateful that nothing happened to us because we were theatened and when you are in that situatuation you fell like you are going to lose your life and you really think of all the things that you should have done.

I was praying all the time and that really helped me through. I am grateful that I am alive, but at the same time I was really mad because they took a lot of things and a lot of memories from us. The material things do not matter, but it really is unfair that someone who doesnt do anything just comes and takes away all the hard work that my parent have put into life to get all of the things that we have.

 This moment marked my life and it is an event that I will share with people for ever, because it changed me and it moved me. As I said before, I will always be afraid and always have that panic inside of me. I just hope that this is the worst thing that happens to me and if it isnt I hope that none of my loved ones or even my accuaintances ever have to suffer an experience like this ever in their lives.

Inventory of R & W January 28, 2008

Reading is one of the things that  I enjoy most in my life, I love to read fiction and romance novels, but I am open to anything that captures my attention and that ir really intresting.

I love to read, because it is a peaceful time for me in which I can live the lives of other people and I can have the wildest adventures of my life without leaving my house.

I think that I am a good reader because it is what I love to do and I believe that anything that you do passionately you will be good at.

I do read mostly in my house before sleeping because it is the most peaceful time of the day that I have. When I am in my house I read mostly fiction novels and romance novels, I love to read books by Nicholas Sparks.

Nicholas Sparks is a romance writer, he has some of the best novels that I have read. I love A walk to remember, Dear John, Message in a Bottle, Nights in Rodanthe, etc. i also love the Harry Potter books are great also and I really admire J.K Rowling. These books are the best because they have all captivated me and I feel like I am in the story when I read it.

I dont write very often, but when I do I mostly write about my life and what happens every day to me.

I like to write because it is really a calming thing, you can share your thoughts and feelings with a piece of paper and you can vent out of your daily worries.

I think that I am an average writer. I love to write but I know that I am not really good at expressing everything in detail.

I dont write in school, like reading I write in my house because i like to do things in a peaefull enviroment where i dont have anyone looking over my shoulder. I love to write autobiographically.

I love my journal, I like to write so that other people when they read it will know who I am and what i really think. Everybody might think that they know me but they dont know everything.

I think that they are both really important because they entretain you and help you at the same time. I love to feel peaceful and happy and exited and sad while reading and writing. It is a very important part of my life that I would not change for a thing.

seafarer… January 28, 2008

I felt that this poem was very sad and I actually felt sadness when reading it. That said, I did this collage trying to capture the poem.

The pictures represent various things that to me were the most important in the poem, these are:

•  The sea: The man felt a deep connection with the sea and I believe that it is a place that we should all cherish, because it is like heaven and hell on earth. What I mean by saying this is that the sea can be cruel and harsh or peaceful and beautiful just like heaven and hell.
• The boat: is the connection that a man has with what is heaven and hell on earth, it is the vessel in which we travel in all of the days of our lives.
• The Life: It is the beginning of all things and it is the start of the seafarers journey, a journey which will ultimately lead him toward heaven.
• The city: It is mentioned in the poem that the man went to the city but was not at peace, even in the most beautiful places on earth the man was not happy if he was not in the sea.
• The woman crying: It represents the sorrow that the man felt throughout his life not being able to really achieve the feeling of complete happiness.
• The lonely sailor: He is looking toward the sea, confused about what he is doing. The sailor wanted to be in the sea, but he suffered there and then he went to a city or somewhere in the ground and he was not happy either.
• Stairway: It represented to me in this picture like the journey of life which we all have to take in order to reach heaven.
• Heaven: Is the most wonderfull place, it is the one that we all look forward to.
• Amen: The ending of this poem is with an amen and I felt that I should include it because it really gives that sense of the beginning of this chapter in life.