For God's Sake, Whoop Yo Kid!

Today in child development, we decided to watch some movies instead of doing a bunch of loosely work sheets. As I watched I notices every freaking movie we watched told us not spank our kids or in slang (whoop their a**).  Some people think corporal punishment goes too far, causing kids to have emotional and psychological problems. But when I heard that I totally disagreed, yeah maybe if you’re a sensitive kid it might affect you, but when I was little you got you’re a** whooped and when I mean whooped I mean they beat the brakes off  of me. Not saying I was beat up or abuse it’s just a common exaggeration we all use. I think if half these bratty kids got whoop like I was they wouldn’t be so disruptive or rude inside of school because if you got whooped like me you would fear your parents getting called or being sent to the office cause all you could think about is that a** whooping  awaiting you when you came home. But after all of that whooping I got I’m not emotional messed up. Personally I think some parents take the title of parent to far thinking that whatever they do to you nobody will stop them. Yes, ` you have a choice to whoop you kids but don’t abuse the power by brutally beating them. The big difference in discipline and plan out abuse. When your parents discipline you they love you and only want what best for you. When they don’t, they plan out don’t care for you and are too busy trying to live there life instead of being a parent. When your being abuse that’s not love and if they think that’s love they need help and a gun with one bullet so they can end it all. It’s wrong to hurt your family like that because it could have some serious lifelong effect on those people who endure it.  Do I believe in corporal punishment? Yes, but I believe in going too far.  Is corporal punishment to far?  No, but if you abuse it, It can be. Any punishment is good as long as you giving your child some form of discipline and be strong with the punishment.  I feel you will raise a good child. All I’m say discipline your kids no matter what. Whether your spanking, grounding  or  scolding  for the hope of one day not having irresponsible criminals out in the world raise your kids right and if they  are doing  something wrong WHOOP THERE A**!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Just playing but at least discipline them for god’s sake! (But don’t literally beat them because the PO PO will come for you’re a**)

Not even death can do us part

Not even death can do us part


It was a cloudy day as the rain drops slowly fell into my cell. Today was the day I would see my love again. I have been exiled from the world I know. Caste out like a mere nobody. I guess it is my time to pay for all the horrific things ive done. I wish people could feel the pain I feel. Loosing my love, my heart the one who understood me she may have been evil, but none of us are purely saints. Sinners we are born, sinners we will die that are the story. Before I take my dreaded walk to hell, I want the world to know my true story. My diary, the diary of an acclaimed killer. It all started one Friday I had just come home from school. Mother was cooking supper while we did are farm work. It was hard doing your homework, cutting the grass, milking the cow, and more. And this was all for me to do see mother had no help from paw. When he found out, she could not have any more children he left. Leaving my mom and me alone. At the age of ten, I became the man of the house. However, I was not doing much of a good job because all I could think about is sally. She was beautiful but a good decade older than I was. I just could not help myself some nights I laid asleep dreaming and fantasying about her, Sallie J. Wycough the most beautiful female in the world.
All well, I just finish my work. After I was done, eating it was completely dark outside. I mean darker than dark. As mother slept I snuck out my window to meet sallies my love she lived only a mile down the dusty road. She always leaves a window cracked so I can get in. this was the start of my life of misfortune. sHe sat crying at the table. Whets wrong I said. And I started to walk towards her to comfort her when I saw z man laying drained from his blood. I knew he was dead. See Sallie has always been a little of the deep end. She always talked about murder and death. She thought it was sensual. Sometimes she would want me to join in when she would kill but I was always nervous. Sallie always called me a coward saying I was not a thrill seeker. Its not that it is just going to prison or the electric chair is not what I really see in my future. Sallie loved to kill but this time she was scared, shackened at that. He was a cop and all I could think is she is screwed. My love, my heart taken from me because she lust for blood. Never! I said we‘d run, hide the body, go far away from here and get married. She told me it is easy said than done. I did not care its better to try than to not have tried. Are plan was to burn the body and the evidence with him. As Sallie packed her things, I began starting the fire, running into the woods for wood. After I got the fire started, I burn the house down. We quickly fled the scene. There was no time to waste.
Through tons of hitch hiking we finely made it to Alabama. There was not much news about the incident so we got of Scott free. It was the best time of my life with the girl I love in a beautiful town life was great. In addition, I effencize life was great. Yeats later life caught up with Sallie and she was executed in the electric chair after murdering a spree of children. My love was gone what am I to do. Make her happy and do something she always wanted me to do, KILL! I began on a five-year long spree of killing. Which made me closer to Sallie? The feeling of fulfillment I got after kidnapping and raping those young girls. There screams were like music to my ears. Since they were no longer virgins I condemned them to hell setting them on fire in the middle of nowhere. It reminded me of when me and sallie set the cop on fire every time I burn another girl’s  I feel sallie hugging me and letting me know she there. See Sallie and me are one she is apart of me. When she died, I died. I feel like she took over my body and force me to kill because before she died I never thought of killing someone. However, when she died I just seem to can’t get of the stuff. As I sit here awaiting fate, I realize maybe she wanted me to join her in internal damnation. William you time has come. I stand up chained by my hand and feet. Walking down the road to hell. As they strapped me into the chair just like my love, Sallie they ask for any last words. And I said Im coming home Sallie. Lights flickered and I was dead. Condemned to hell with my love for internity. I feel sorry for the world because are daughter we will keep are legacy alive. Not even death can do us part.

COMPARE/CONTRAST

                                             For my folklore assignment I read three stories with several similarities and differences. For example the wailing woman, the bloody knife, and the hummingbird & the heron only focus on two characters. The wailing woman was about a woman who drowned her kids to get back at her husband the soldier who put her away(left her) and went to find a new wife. The story only mentioned the thoughts and feelings of  the woman and the soldier. The bloody knife just discuss about two warriors from different tribes fighting with one another and one soldier kills him self in a accident. But they only mentioned the two soldiers not even their names. Also the hummingbird and the heron where about two friends having a race to see who would get all the fish in the world. Also all three stories made it hard to find the hero and the villain. Because one minute the hero is visual and the next her becomes the villain almost like their flip flopping. One more common thing about my stories they all seem like old tales that by they way its written had to be fictional. Like a myth of some kind steaming from the name folklore.
                                               Even though they have likes there are visible differences like the wailing woman was about revenge . For example she killed her kids to get back at her husband for leaving her. Which none of the other stories depict anything about revenge but the wailing woman. The bloody knife was about two warriors fighting which none of the other stories consort of. And also the humming bird & the heron was about a friendly race which no other story was even friendly at that. Also it was the only story nobody died in.
                                              In all majority of my stories are the complete opposite but in the end they did share some similarities when put together. They consist of death, violence, happiness, and confusion, but where still somewhat alike even thought the differences are more sightly.

TEENAGE PREGNANCY

Today teenagers get pregnant like its nothing without thinking about the consequences of their actions. Babies cost lots of money. Most teens are not finacially or emotinally ready to take on the job as being a parent because once a parent always a parent. Yes, babies are cute at times, but we have to realize they don't stay that way forever. Their alot of hard work  and plain disguarding your needs for your child. But most teens don't realize parenting is not dumping your kids off to someone else while you go party. Parenting has many sacrifices when you're so young. Missing out on tons of opportunities that you could have had you had of waited or plainly (put a cap on it). As a fellow teen I dont see why its so hard to use birthcontrol(keep up with it) and a condom or simply not have sex. While your a teen thats the time to mess up, but not the time mess your whole life up. I feel teens take advantage of the knowledge school , internet, tv, and even a freaking book/panthlet gives them so me, my self in i have no sympathy for these tennage mothers unless they wore raped or something.

My Enemy

bumping into my bedroom wall screaming in a dangerous fear. it was the worst night mare i ever had to date. I guess i should tell you that the enemie is one to not betraye or mislead. She's  a bit a witch, i would say the other but it is PG as you can see. Chasing me through hallways, beating me with her fist as if she's sentencing me to you know where(PG). Tons of sleep less nights fearing the deathly sleeps. Layla( her name) is kind of like freddy kreger but looks sort of like me. My worst dream has came to light layla is not a figment of my imagenation she is me.

HERE TODAY, GONE TOMARROW

In this world today there’s only one thing promise to us. That is that we all are going to die someday. Maybe tomorrow maybe even twenty years from now. We don't know how'll we will die we just know we will die. Nobodies immortal we all have a time weather you believe in pre destinies meaning it’s when ever you time comes or unpredictable. We know it’s an eventually going to happen. Well my question is if we knew when we would die we would live are life to the fullest, but when we can’t predict it we don't enjoy are lives. Maybe it’s because of all the stress of living and suffering we endure. But we have it better than the dead because were living something they can’t do anymore. Life is a gift therefore we should enjoy it while we have it. Steaming from the title were here today but gone tomorrow enjoy it while you have it threes no promise for tomorrow. My second question is life is short how are you going to live it? How you treat other will affect your legacy. So be careful what you do in the dark because everything will come to light someday. Kind of like what goes around comes around. And what you do in your life might affect how'll you'll die or even when. As I said life is a gift a gift we often search for the meaning of. I believe living is enjoying life through all the hardships you endure.

L.O.V.E

I love you is common saying we use today to verbally show how much we care and value someone .
But some times the word its self gets thrown around and miss used. People today say I love you with out any mean in to the saying just to say it to make the other person feel good. I think we need to stop and really think about what were saying do we really love this person or are we lusting for them. Lust in its self is not caring its more of a desire for that person mostly sexual love doesn’t mean sexual it means caring and respecting that other half. That’s probably why lust is one of the seven deadly sins. But I feel now a days we as human beings are in a battle of love vs. lust. Majority of the world chooses lust but that small percent of us choose love. I feel love is powerful. Love is also blind because it can have you think domestic violence is love. As if the reason he/she hits you is because its your fault. Making love even deadly in some causes. Because if your so blind in love you cant get out of a bad relationship which may cost you your life.
Even if you go through those lusting phases how can you really know its love with out those phases. All in All love is an powerful emotion we all feel some more than others but we shouldn’t throw the saying around like it means nothing.

America

In i, too, sing america by langston hugh, the tones show pride, hope, and so what feeling of rejection. The reason i say this is because even when they make him go to the kitchen to eat the speaker still feels pride and hope for a better tomarrow. I think he feels rejected because he is the darker brother ,but i also feel that he knows one day he'll eat at the table. I feel the speaker is almost saying i told you so.