POEM: Tegucigalpa/Honduras

Dear World,

Banana importer, coffee importer,
2^nd  most dangerous place in America,
2^nd most dangerous airport worldwide,
Corrupt Government, Drug importer,
Worst streets in America.

You say we are ignorant: Yes, it’s true
I have seen walls written were people write
“revolucion” like this, “reboluzion”.
You say we are dangerous: Yes, it’s true I’ve been
assaulted 2 times by thieves.
You say we are corrupt: Yes, it’s true I have seen
our President trying to make our democratic republic
to a communist one.
And having answered to you  I turn once more to you who
sneer at this my city, and I give you back the sneer
and say to you:
Come and show me another country that has the 2^nd
biggest coral reef, another country that is going through an
economic collapse but still is smiling and dancing with Costa Rica
and El Salvador.  

Show me another country that when their national soccer team
plays everybody unites their hearts and screams joy at the same time.
This is a hard country and only the strong ones can handle it.
This is a wild country and only the wildest can handle it.
Only the ones that are strong, aware, vivid and careful, and
fighters will survive against every obstacle this country has.
Only the perseverant are allowed to live here, the ones who
believe in this country.

Under critics of many other nations we keep working hard and living our
lives smiling and everyone else tries to get that smile off our faces.
when they think we will hear them, but everyday our smile just gets bigger.
Every up and every down makes every Honduran stronger.
Under all the poverty, we keep helping every mom, child, father, man and woman
Praying for them every day.
Proud to be a banana importer and a coffee importer,
Proud to have the most beautiful Mayan city, our precious Copan.
Proud to have an enormous tourist attraction, known in every corner of the World,
The Bay Islands.
Proud to live in Honduras.
Proud to be Hondurans.   

Sincerely,

Honduras.

Claire is so SHY!

Claire inferiorly sat in the corner of the crowded hallway on her first day of school. She then glared at the students around her. Then she separated from the throng of students that came across her in the corner. Was anyone contemplating her? Although she wanted to behold the corridor, she just kept glorifying the floor with her head down. However, apparently all of her classmates gazed at her beauty as they walked quickly to their classes but Claire concentrated on the floor.

Loser Picture:

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Emo Picture:

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Just Because Poem

Just because I’m white doesn’t mean I am racist.

Just because I have a big nose doesn’t mean I’m ugly.

Just because I like women doesn’t mean that I’m a player.

Just because I like cake doesn’t mean I’m fat.

Just because I have a lot of male-friends doesn’t mean I’m gay.

Just because I have bad grades doesn’t mean I’m stupid.

Just because I like to party doesn’t mean I’m an alcoholic.

Just because I’m skinny doesn’t mean I’m an anorexic.

Just because I’m fast doesn’t mean I like to run.

Just because its semester week doesn’t mean we can’t party.

Perfect Leader, Perfect Socety

The Bonorum’s

                                Once upon a time, there was a little tree society. Were the fairies were the high-class people, the goblins, were the mid-class society, and the elves were the low-class society. They all worked to give this tree growth, to make it bigger and make it more pleasant. They lived in a community called Bonorum which meant The Good People in Latin. But the gnomes and the elves were mad about how the fairies ruled this society, they didn’t like the fact that the fairies treated the gnomes and elves badly because to them they are all equal, in the society there were also another kind of people which were the slaves for the fairies, this were the trolls. Fairies made everybody else work for the tree, except them, so the other species worked for the tree and couldn’t enjoy everything the tree had to offer.  

                                Later on, the trolls and the elves decided to revolute the Bonorum society, they had a very intelligent troll he was a leader, he was a good listener, he listened everyone in the society this included elves, gnomes, trolls, and even fairies. He was charismatic; he had the virtue to lead a community to success. He was decisive; he made a decision by analyzing all the different options, and made a good decision for the good of all the people, not individual. He was confident of himself, he didn’t hesitate over himself, and he knew he was a good leader. Most important of all he was perseverant, he tried and tried and never gave up, his favorite saying was “Only quitters quit, and Bonorum are not quitters.” One of his most amazing abilities was that he loved to pass everyone this qualities, he wanted everyone in the society to be a leader.

                                While the Fairies were in their luxurious and fancy world apart from the other species, they didn’t know about this revolution. The species started making a plan to get the fairies out of power and put this one troll, called Universus. He was preparing a speech, a speech he was going to tell to the fairies, which he was sure it was going to make all the fairies follow his plan. In this speech he included his idea of a productive and perfect society. Universus thought that the perfect society had to have liberty, it didn’t matter if you were a gnome a troll or even a fairy, everyone had liberty, of speech, and of religion. He also thought that a perfect society had to have a firm justice, which it didn’t matter who you were, justice and law was the same for everyone. All of this meant that in a perfect society equality is the most important thing to have. Besides all of this characteristics he thought that fraternity between people was crucial that every species had to live and everyone to get along.  

                                First thing in the next morning he went to were the fairies lived, he told the fairies he’s speech. The fairies respected Universus for going to them and telling them want he thought and to tell all the fairies to give him the ruling place, and they agreed with him, but they asked him one question. The question was, “what do you think you need to rule this Bonorum society?” he answered them after thinking the question twice in his head he told them “I Universus think that no one is perfect, but everyone has qualities, and by uniting everyone’s qualities, we can make a perfect society. I think that by doing this a leader has to have patriotism, has to be tolerant, responsible and helpful.” He was a normal troll, but he was a troll that had such leadership qualities that the fairies couldn’t reproach the opportunity to have a good leader, and with his answer to his tricky question, they thought he was the one. At the end the fairies, the gnomes, the trolls and the elves lived in a society were no one was different, only physically, but everyone worked and everyone had the same rights, this was a society were even their ruler Universus had the same rights, but he was the ruler. He worked with the people and he lived in a normal house with a normal family. This was the Bonorum society, the perfect society.

-Rodrigo Estevez

<-- Universus

<-- Everyone working and eeryone equal (Perfect Society)

Works Cited:

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Blog Les Miserables

                Today was a hard and exhausting day and I just wanted to go home, tuck my children in, be with my beautiful wife, and just read a book next to a fire with a hot coffee. So, when I got home, I made half of the things I wanted to do when I got home. I sat and talked with my wife, tucked my children in their beds, and I was just sitting down in my couch with my hot coffee and a book in hand. It was until I heard that someone had knocked on the door. I didn’t believe it at first, I thought it was the exhausting day that I was hallucinating; it was until I heard the knocking again.

                I got my shotgun handy, near me, for it could be a dangerous thief that wanted to steal from my house. When I opened the door it was him. The dangerous man that the mayor told all of us about. He asked me for some food and something to dirnk. He told me he was going to pay me, but I am loyal to the mayor, and I wouldn’t accept money from a dangerous person and someone who has been in prison. So what I did is that I asked him from where he had come and he told me the same place the major told us the dangerous man was from, nobody had taken him, and with that I for sure knew he was the man. Because no one would take a prisoner.

                I felt angry with the man because he dared to give a knock on my door. I felt he was kind of insulting me and my family. That I was a man of bad intentions who was in favor of threat, robbing, and delinquency. I felt sad about the poor man at the same time because he looked really tired and hungry, for a moment it crossed for my mind that I was going to give him a corner of the garden and some soup. But I knew that was not the right thing because he has caused evil to our society. So I just thought that for just helping him, I would get judged by the people and by a jury, and could be accused of helping a delinquent. But I also thought about God, that God puts poor people first, that helping poor people is one of God’s sacred commandments and that poor people went first than the people like me that have available resources.

                I just didn’t know what to do. I thought about the poor man’s agony, about God and about my future.  When I saw my future in jail, I just thought about my children growing up a few years without a dad, with my wife without my company, about me my job lost, no more money, I just couldn’t deal with it. When I thought about the poor man I just felt it was the right thing to help him but I just couldn’t do it. So what I did is that I got my shotgun, pointed the man with it, and told him to go away, he cried to me for a glass of water, he was really messed up, every time I saw his face, I felt pity. I couldn’t so I just screamed and insulted him to get out of my property or if not I was going to call the police and that I had a shotgun then he cried and begged, and I just said “go away you insignificant thing” and just shut my door. Now that I think about it I feel guilty, I could have give him soup, and could just not tell anyone. God, please forgive me, for I have sinned.    

               

-Rodrigo Estevez

















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Prayers at the Congress

The title of this letter tells everything what the letter talks about. First of all John tells Abigail that in the Congress, Mr. Cushing told the Congress and made a motion, that in every assembly they would start with a prayer. He tells her that they voted for Mr. Duche to tell the prayer. He tells her that Mr. Duche tells very good prayers, that he talks with emotion, good pronunciation, and that he orated the Psalms and that Abigail should read it.

Rhetorical Devices:

Appeal to Reason: “It was opposed by Mr. Jay of N. York and Mr. Ruthledge of South Carolina, because we were so divided in religious Sentiments, some Episcopalians, some Quakers, some Anabaptists, some Presbyterians, and some Congregationalists,” (John Adams 677). This rhetorical device is really important to the letter because without this quote, John Adams could not tell Abigail what is happening and what the problem in the assembly is.  

Appeal to Emotion: “I must confess I never heard a better Prayer or one, so well pronounced. Episcopalian as he is, Dr. Cooper himself never prayed with such fervor, such ardor, such Earnestness and Pathos, and in language so elegant” (John Adams 678). This is a very important quote in the letter because this quote tells what John thought about the idea of the prayer, it tells Abigail what were the results of starting the assembly with a prayer, without this quote, Abigail would have never known how John felt about the prayer.

-Rodrigo Estevez

Blog #4, Patrick......

Speech directed to Patrick Henry and every follower.




Mr. Patrick Henry and followers: I speak to you by this form of speech, because as you can see your very persuasive and inspiriting speech came all the way to Britain, and I would like you to know that you are not the only one that can speak on this issue we are having right now. I am a loyalist; I love my country, Britain. If it wouldn’t be for us the British, United States would have not been discovered, maybe later, but not now, I find your words interesting because they are useless and nonsense words. I would like you to know that I highly oppose your ideas because we have the right to tax you, and to rule you. We do not want the colonists to be slaves, we want them to respect us and respect the taxes, we would like them to accept our government as theirs, and we would like them to proudly say that the British are with them and that they are part of the British. We would love to give you your freedom, but we would hate to give you death, but believe me, if you want death, and you keep bragging around for that independence and that “freedom” you want, because we already gave it to you, we will give you death. Mr. Henry, we know that you say that all man should see hope, we may give you hope, but not the way you are addressing it to us. We are sending our troops and forces to your homeland because we know that the Americans are very desperate for that freedom you are calling for, and we as a civilized and very advances country we are taking precautions for any attempt to try and get freedom and justice. Because the only thing you would get out of that attempt is war and darkness, and we, supporting your country’s safety and peace we are taking precautions, I repeat, for that not to happen. So, Mr. Patrick Henry, we the British beg for you not to inspire more citizens of the colonies to make nonsense actions and to make a horrible mistake. Because we have already took action and precautions. We ask you kindly not to blame us for your resentful feelings that the Americans have, because of your independence. We are sorry, but we cant surrender such a land only for that people are happy, we can make the colonists happy under our reign. We are proud of everything we have had done, and we are not proud for some events that took place in America. But we can assure you safety, a good life, and everything you need, only by giving us a working life, and total devoutness to us, you can have all of that under our reign. We can make many other discussion about the issue and come up in better solutions, that the one that you proposed, that takes lunacy, and war. We can make many more agreements. So, I repeat citizens of America, and Patrick Henry, we would love to give you liberty, but not independence, and we would hate to give you death, but if you want death, we will give you death.

-British Loyalist