Thursday, May 14, 2015

Cheer Tryouts

Honestly, my first reaction walking towards cheer tryouts was,
"Oh my gosh, that is the largest amount of bows and hot pink I have seen in my whole life.".  
Yes, that was my first impression.  My second impression was all the warming smiles I got.  Some lined with braces, others white and straight as ever.  So here is my cheerleading background: 3 months of gymnastics when I was eight.  I can't do a backflip or front walkover, but I'll look on the positive side instead.  I can do a beautiful cartwheel and a passing round-off.  My jumps are high thanks to my Track & Field experience with the High Jump.  I have a cheerful attitude and it doesn't take much to put a wide smile on my face.  
So I said to myself,  "Go for it!'.

First we did warm ups; sprints, grapevines, and kicks.  Coach lectured us on how to stay safe both for yourself and others.  Next, we stretched...a lot!  Once everyone was stretched and ready to go, all the girls rolled out thick blue mats.  In 15 seconds everyone was in perfect lines to begin learning our tryout dance.  At first I didn't pick-up any of it, but persevered till by the end of the day I had mastered it.  That was the end of the first day.

The second and third day both started out the same as the first day of tryouts; warm-ups, lecture, stretches, dance.  All the same except on the third day I got to be apart of a promposal!  All the cheerleaders were squealing and cooing about how cute this will be.  As if on command everyone came to a hush when they saw the girl coming out from the gym onto the field where we were hiding Brett, who was asking Lanie to prom. 
"P-R-O-M!", we all shout! 
Brett came out of his hiding spot holding a bouquet of pink and white roses and a big question mark.  Lanie said yes and all of the girls cheered while rushing out of the way to avoid getting in Brett and Lanie's photo shoot.  

 Now came the pressure, 1 more hour till I'm going in front of the panel of judges for my final tryout session.  I keep clenching and unclenching my hands imagining all the situations that could happen.  I get in the car and through the whole ride to the high school home of the tigers I am practicing all my counts and cheers.  I pull up in front of the school seeing no more smiling faces, but nervous and slightly encouraging expressions.  I see my best friend and light up when she gives me a big smile even though shes freaking out herself.  While she and I are waiting we talk about everything besides tryouts trying to get it out of our minds.  It worked for better or for worse.  

Now, I'm up... I set a huge smile on my face and step in front of the 8 judges with no expression.  All I can remember is stepping out of the gym, and started to hysterically crack up.  Tryouts were over, I couldn't do anything else to prove myself that I would be a great asset to the team.  All I had to do is wait till tomorrow morning.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP!', goes my alarm.  My eyes shoot open almost as quickly as I smack my alarm buzzer quiet.  
"Tryouts are being posted today," I thought, "tryouts..."

When I arrive at school I see a big group of girls staring at their phones.  Some are jumping while others are looking cluelessly at their screens.  I rush over to them and pick-up an abandoned phone.  I made it!

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Mayor's Award

Every Tuesday I go and volunteer at my church for AWANA.  I help out with kids 6 years-8 year olds.  On Saturday I occasionally help out at my church in God's Storehouse, where I help those in my community who can't afford food and sometimes clothing.  Another way I help out in my community is whenever I see some get together for volunteers I go and help out!  For example, this Saturday I will be coming to the school at 8:30 to help clean up the school with the organization "Helping Hands" run by Julie Jones.  

Students at Laguna Middle School have the opportunity of receiving the Mayor's Award for community service.  The Students go into the office and pick up forms where they fill out and turn them in to get credit for all their hours they have done and put towards helping out their community.  To be eligible for the Mayor's Award you need to have at least 30 hours of volunteer work.  "Oh my gosh, That's so simple! Okay guys I'm going to get that Mayor's Award thing..." I recall hearing after telling my friend about what my community form was about. As of right now I have 63.25 hours of community service.  


By Emma

Thursday, March 19, 2015

As a Little Girl

As a little girl I explored the great big ocean.

Living on the water’s edge, with the wind in my hair,

Collecting sea glass and diving under the waves.

Nothing was too big for me.


As a little girl I ran like the wind.

I cut through the air like a blade through water,

Across fields and rolling hills.

Nothing could stop me.


As a little girl I climbed trees.

Curious about the different shapes and sizes,

Peeking out from the thick camouflage.

Nothing could reach me.


As a little girl I traveled my country’s land.

Imagining carving Teddy’s glasses into the granite of South Dakota,

Seeing the Copper Lady and giving her a hug.

Nothing to dull for me.


As a little girl I biked with my daddy.

Petaling fast to keep up like a monkey could climb a tree,

Cherishing those moments with him through beautiful trails.

Nothing can stop our love.


As a little girl I woke up early.

Waving to the garbage truck and mailman,

In awe of the vibrant colors of the sunrise.

Nothing was too early for me.


As a little girl I sung duets with my mom.

Her at the piano and me at her side,

Our voices blending in perfect unison.

Nothing was too intricate for me.


As a little girl I grew.

Now as a big girl I look after my little

sister,

Teaching her, protecting her, loving her.

Hannah, nothing could stop me from having your back.

I love you.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Super Bowl: Half Time Show

Image result for katy perrys performance for super bowlThe 2015 Super Bowl is tied 14-14 by the Seattle Seahawks and the New England Patriots at the beginning of the half time show sponsored by Pepsi.  
The 2015 Half Time show lasted 12 minutes.  
Katy Perry singing "Roar" starts off the show, but what better way then on a giant lion?!  Next, she sings "Dark Horse" and following that she sings with the actor, Lenny Kravitz, who played Cinna in "The Hunger Games" "I Kissed a Girl".  Fourthly, she lights up the stage with the song and choreography to "Firework", "Do you ever feel like a plastic bag...".  Later on she sings "California Girls" with dancing Palm trees, Sharks, and beach balls.  Lastly, Missy Eliot raps with Perry to end the show.  The posts on Instagram, Facebook and Twitter immediately criticize about Perry's Fire outfit; Katniss reunited with Cinna (Lenny Kravitz), Katy Perry's Wii remote looking microphone, and even an argument about Eliot stealing the Perry's show!  
In my opinion I loved the halftime show!  according to Billboard.com, "Katy's Super Bowl performance had it all."  118.5 million people watched Katy's performance making it the most- watched halftime show ever!  Katy goes through 4 wardrobe changes, 22,000 crystals and 20 Carats of Diamonds!  
By Emma


Friday, January 23, 2015

Girls Basketball

At my school the Girl's Basketball Season is now.  The eighth grade Girls Basketball team are hard at work preparing for their games and tournaments.  
Starting two weeks four out of thirteen girls have been injured on the team. A prized player sprained her ankle before a game and was on crutches for a week.  Next, another girl double sprained her ankle in a soccer game and is currently still on crutches.  Thirdly, one of the members got a minor concussion and had to sit out a couple games.  Next, yet another girl got hurt by getting a Charlie Horse and is on crutches as well.  The girls are more cautious than ever before now because if one of them gets hurt it affects the rest of the team.  
Will more team members get injured? Will the Team continue to win their games with injured players?  The Girls are proving that they can still win without some of their players sitting out games.  Their last game they won 24-23.  In my opinion these tough, persistent and competitive girls can still bring it, even if their are only nine healthy players left.

By Emma

Monday, January 12, 2015

Having a Say in What Goes in Your Body

Cassandra, a 17 year old girl living in Connecticut, is being forced to undergo chemotherapy to hopefully cure her leukemia, which she was diagnosed in September 2014.  Later in November, after a couple forced chemo treatments, she ran away from home.  Cassandra made up her mind. Cassandra's parents supported her in her decision to fight her cancer naturally.  
The case will go to the Supreme Court in Connecticut to see if Cassandra has A say in what goes in her body.  If she continues with chemotherapy she has a 85% of surviving her leukemia. Without the treatment, which is what she wants, she has no chance surviving.  She will have one year to live.
Chemotherapy is a treatment for cancer that destroys cancer cells with drugs.  Unfortunately it also can harm new healthy cells that your body makes; skin cells, tissue cells and hair cells (that's why patients that are using chemotherapy lose their hair).  The most common side effect is fatigue, being tired and exhausted.  Side effects get better during the treatment and will go away after the treatment is over.
Cassandra is using the "Mature Minor Doctrine" in court. The Mature Minor Doctrine is a common law policy agreeing that an adolescent patient have the rights to accept or reject treatment. She is using this in court to show and back up her reasons why even though she is young she should be the one in charge of her own body.  For the past three weeks, she has been living at Connecticut Children's Medical Center, where she is being forced to undergo chemotherapy.  
The youth needs to know this because anyone can get cancer.  As of last year 52,380 people in the United States were estimated to be diagnosed with leukemia.  1 in 285 will be diagnosed before they turn 20.
Cassandra will keep continuing to fight her cancer in court. She wants to prove that young adults should be the decision makers for their own body.  Be aware that anyone can be diagnosed with cancer.
A bright, smart, and loved nine year old boy is very sick.  The doctors are afraid he has chronic myeloid leukemia. He is going through many tests to confirm that prediction.  His choices for the cure are not certain yet. Meanwhile all of his friends and family are helping him, comforting him, and praying with him.


By Emma



Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Nobel Prize Presentation: Silver Penny?

Are all pennies copper?  At school, eighth graders are scrambling around fixing scripts, testing demonstrations, and rehearsing for their biggest presentation they have ever faced.  Nobel Prize is the name of that stress wrenching, information packed and time consuming presentation.  Each day is crucial to work on the Nobel Prize project for these nervous students.

Image result for silver pennyWell today in fourth period a boy and his Nobel Prize Project partners showed the class how to make altoys.  First, he boiled a clear substance (IMNaDH) and put in Zinc. Then, slowly he carefully dropped in a shiny copper penny into the mixture.  While the science class watched in awe the penny’s outer copper coating started to disappear! Leaving in its place a shiny silver penny!  At the end of his intriguing presentation he steps in front of the class and calls out, “Hey! Who want’s this penny?!”.  Hands shoot up and voices shouting and calling out to him.  Startled and then a sly grin creeps onto the boy's face face.  “Pick a number between zero and three hundred”, he declares.  Emma Van Doren sitting in the front row calls out “183!”.  Then following Emma other voices call out, “‘1!’, ‘269!’, ‘42!’...” the boy looking slightly dazed looks straight and Emma and says, “What did you say again?”, Emma replies with her number 183.  The boy thinks for a minute with himself and then hands surprised and giddy Emma the shiny penny.  Everyone all at once, like on que, started calling out to Emma, "I'll give you a dollar for the penny!" Or "LUCKY!!" Or even, "I thought we were friends!" he just smiled and said, "the number was 170! She was the closest." Emma just smiles as her table neighbors admire the penny. Well who has ever seen a silver penny!

By Emma