Friday, December 14, 2012

My pops


Dad, you have been the best that you could be and I am thankful to have you. I will be leaving the country soon and this letter is for you only. Ever since I came in this world, you have always done your best to raise me with mom an its been a long road. I know I not the easiest child to raise but in the end you did it. I remember you teaching about defending my self in school and outside of home. You always told me, “ If someone hits you, hit them back as hard as you can.” I never forgot those words and it has helped me ever since. School wasn't easy but you helped me. You pushed me to be better and I became better. I never gave up, never backed down and always did my best to keep my head up high. Thank you for showing me this dad, or should I say 'Pops'. I never thought that I would become so much like you. It isn't a bad thing at all, it was just something that I did not expect. I remember the time when You were teaching me about how to change a tire in the backyard. That was fun and hard back then, but now its easy as eating and you know I can eat. The trips we had in the semi were always fun and amazing. The things I got to see, the animals I saw, the stores we went to. Those were some great times. The pawns shops were great to visit. The one in Oklahoma was always the best one to go to. They always had good instruments. Well this is what I wanted to tell you and that the time we had was great, I wanna do it again when I get back. See ya dad.

Sincerely, Chris.

Friday, December 7, 2012

she Inspires me.

The one person who inspires me would have to be my sister, Lynquatta. She has been a huge influence in my life for as long as I can remember. Shes' always pushed me to do my best at what ever I do in my life. whether it be at school, gym, home or even in my writings. She is always real with me no matter what. Nothing is sugar coated when we talk, everything is real. A punch never pulled, loving , and considerate. She never breaks me down but always brings me up and makes me laugh when I try to stay mad. I can never be mad at her. When we talk, we talk for hours at a time. She, would have to be my hero. Always and forever. I hope that I'm doing the same for her as her little brother and I want to be my best for her and family. Thanks sis.

Friday, November 30, 2012

CHINA!

China is the place where I would live, and for the last four years to be  exact, it have been my choice.
I love the language, food, music, dance , arts and especially the Scenery. The mountains and grass land are beautiful I've always wanted to go there and do my physical work out of running, and exercising there while experience a whole new atmosphere , the people there are extremely discipline in there teaching and culture, of Education. What draws me the most is the dancing and music.  there music make me feel at peace for instance the conductor. Yoko of orchestra music is one of my favorites , which is DEARLY BELOVEIT. So far it has been some of the best I've heard thus far. Now the language its self is interesting and challenging. I'm intrigued by the symbols and styles of Chines. There's Traditional and mandarin. Both widely spoken. The food, as we all know is delicious. Last, the dancing. They are incredible dancers. Like myself dancing is important to me and they CAN DANCE. Hopefully one day I'll be able to go and have this experience. Peace.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Animoto



Reflection
From doing this video, I've mainly learned that most people do have good hearts. The world could truly be a better place if people do what they wanted to, if money really wasn't an object. Some more than others but still good.  Also I've learned maybe, with time, people could really help each other. I hope that in the future that we as a race truly do make a difference in the end.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

My favorite Book

Ha,...my favorite book would have to be 'Kung Fu Highschool' by Ryan Gattis. The story is about a young boy that turns out to the be one of the best martial artist in the world. He was taught by his father at a young age and entered competitions around the world and never lost a fight, ever. Sadly though, his father dies from and cancer and from there on his mother makes him promise to never fight again, and h keeps it. From there he moves to his cousin's house to go to regular high school but the school turns out to be a battle ground for gangs wanting control over the school. Emphasis the gets the nickname "Kung Fu Highschool". The first day of school starts and he is noticed as the great fighter who never lost a fight but even though he wants to protect him self he keeps the promise and doesn't fight. So the boy and his cousin have to find a way on how to survive in this school and not get killed.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Robert Frost

Christopher Whitney
English 4th
10/24/2012

Robert Frost & his Literary Element.


To begin, I’ll Be talking about Robert Frost’s poem “After Apple-picking”. To me his poem was about how in the beginning of his apple picking season, it was great and wonderful but it all comes to an end. I believed he used  Metaphoric imagery to show how not only the seasons but our lives come to end and how frail they are. Also how uneventful it was.

Our lives are like the apples themselves, beautiful and frail. I say this because like the apples they and be bruised very easily. Frost said / there were ten thousand fruit to touch, cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall./ ( 30.31,32) To me he was saying that these apples are our lives and we need to pick them carefully. One mistake and we can easily bruise or worse. So we must cherish our lives and be careful with them. Now Not only did frost talk about our lives but he also talked about the season’s and sleeping.

Sleeping is mandatory for us to be able to do what we do every single day.  Compare a woodchuck’s hibernation to a human’s regular sleep. Frost said / The woodchuck could say whether it’s like his long sleep, as I describe its coming on, Or just some human sleep/ (35 & 36) When Frost said this I took it as The season’s ending was our lives. To me it was showing how every thing comes to an end like the apple picking season ended, so did the woodchucks time to be free. Then once it ended, the woodchuck went in to hibernation and he went to sleep  or he could be dead. This is how he compared life to the seasons and there ending.
Finally, just to get my point across. Frost showed us how easily life can slip by and there opportunities and how life is so frail so we need to be careful. Our lives are something that we shouldn’t play with or take lightly, like the apples we can be easily bruised and can fall. Lastly, if money wasn’t an object to me in life, I would become a parkour instructor. Now I understand that when you hear that at first you may think that it only benefits me and the ones who actually learn it. Allow me to explain. Teaching parkour not only would help people physically but also mentally. It would show them that we can overcome any obstacle in our path no matter how big it is, it can be conquered. It also show how there is so much more in self then you can actually see, to open our eyes to something much more then we see in front of us.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

#8 If I could change one thing.

Crying, that is the one thing that I regret and want to change. I hate crying with a passion. cryiong shows weakness, disgrace, foolish, and just plain stupid. On may of 2009 my uncle "mookie" died in an car accident on the highway going to my grandmothers house. That day was the day that I promised my self that I will never cyr again, EVER. Crying is something I despise. At his funeral that was the one time I wanted to cry yet I couldn't even do that for him. I felt helpless and weak that day. "From that day forward I will never be weak again." those were the words I told myself that night. I will be there for my friends and family. Never again will I allow this to happen. This what I regret. 

# 7 Favorite hobby.

When I was given this assignment I had so many hobbies I wanted to put down. To many to think about at once though. So Out of all the ones I like to do I chose running. Running is one of the ways I push my self to my limit as a person and as a runner. Running to me is a daily thing really. To me it is funny how I love to run so much. My father broke three records when he was in highschool and my mother went to state when she was in highschool. Ive always wanted to go to state for track or maybe even the olympics. To run the 100 -meter or even throw shot put and discus in the olympics would be amazing. See i'm thinking to much of it, back to running. Running is like a life training for me. The more I run, the more I want to run, faster and faster.Ive ran over a 150 miles within the past year alone. That would have to be one of my greatest acheivment. Running is aprt of my life and I will never give it up. Simple as that.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Rap/ Hip hop/ Lupe Fiasco

My favourite type of music would have to be Rap and Hip Hop. Ever since I was little, rap has been apart of me as far as I can remember. Rap is music that speaks to me in so many different ways. Rap is like a tradition to me, I'll listen to it even when I grow old. Also, old school rap tells stories like no other. stories of Love, struggles, rags to riches and more. My favourite Rap artist would have to be Lupe Fiasco. His flow in his raps is different than other rappers. His music is deep and more real than other rappers in my personal opinion. His raps aren't like the stereo typical rappers. He doesn't rap women in a disgraceful way or about sex and drugs all the time. Lupe's raps are real and truthful to him. His one song "freedom ain't free (around my way) is one of his new songs and this song is about how we may live in America but freedom still isn't truly free around his way. This is why Rap will be my favorite type of music and why Lupe is my favorite Rapper. This is my Music. https://www.google.com/search?hl=en&safe=off&q=lupe+fiasco+around+my+way&bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.r_cp.r_qf.&biw=1024&bih=499&pdl=300&um=1&ie=UTF-8&tbm=isch&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&ei=oEFvULCPFuT30gHM9IGIAQ

Friday, September 28, 2012

Day care/ Government

Do you ever her those stories of single parents? Working there butts off just so that they can get food, cloths and somekind of shelter for there child. Or just so that they can see there children smile. Well I have, and there not good stories with happy endings. In my personal opinion, the government needs to provide day care for working parents. Single or not. They need these services because not everyone can work and watch over there childern.  What should be done is that parents who make a high income should pay a certain amount for there children, depending on how many they have. Then, parents who only make a low income a month should pay lower for there children. This service would be great for them, this would save so may children from being on the streets and from being in unhealthy areas. This will also help bring children up in a better manner. Parents will feel much easier and the kids will be in a safer environment. Theses daycare could change lives if the government would start a program like this. This is my reasoning.  

Sunday, September 23, 2012

The Values

Pride

My pride as a man ; correction young man is something that I valued highly. Growing up I always wondered, " how do I become a man, fit enough to take care for the ones I love?" many "boys" say that you must be strong, brave, courageous, daring, bold and all sorts of things. To though, being a man means loving and cherishing his family and doing his be a loving man and father. One that loves and fears almighty god. One that is a protecter of his family to the best of his ability. This is what should be, in my eyes anyway.  I hope that maybe one day when I'm older and when I have son or daughter, that they think of me as a man that was great and loving. I want to be the beat man that I can be. My father once told me this when I was little. "just because you turn 18, doesn't make you a man. The things you do in life will determine that." I haven't forgotten those words and I never will. This is what I value most. Thank you. 

Friday, September 14, 2012

A summers hit

Boxing, that would have to be my greatest summer event. I've been boxing for the last year now and its been amazing. Every time I walk into the gym with my friends , all I see is me boxing in the title match someday. Boxing became a regular routine for me in my daily life. Whenever I had the chance to I'd start shadow boxing for as long as I could through out the day. My love for boxing grew every time I step into the ring to spar. The rush of everything seemed as if everything moved slower yet faster at the same time. The punches being thrown at me were fast and hard. The jabs were precise. the straights were piercing. the were wild, yet tamed all at once. the uppercuts were like rising suns to the sky, graceful. As I blocked and weave through each one I could feel my self getting faster and stronger each time I step to spar. knowing the fact that I could be hit with the force of truck made it more fun and exciting. The rush of being inside the ring became my addiction. The blood and sweat but no tears, is what I craved for. To feel my heart pump faster and faster like an engine in a race, that is an amazing feeling. This became my favorite event of my summer.

Friday, September 7, 2012

MY name

My name, Christopher

Christopher, its sound is powerful with a sting. yet smooth with its undermining tone. it's feeling is as solid and cold as steel, yet warm and comfortable to its touch. When I hear the call of my name I turn to answer its call like a phone ringing that has an urgent message. The memories in which this name holds are ones of hope to despair. Happiness to sorrow. The memories of rising and falling, yet it also holds aspiration of dreams. Dreams that turned into goals. goals that became life long challenges. From the memories of this name came a sense of serenity and peace. Peace in which comforts me, Shields me from the anarchy of my name. The anarchy that also came with this name. Its memories of pain that came from its past, hurts like a boxers jab. Quick and steady. Its flow, rather than its rush of emotions are so strong that it becomes a fatal blow to me, critical condition. Even though the ups and downs of this name are difficult, it has given me one thing that no one else has. That is me, me as a person. A person that's like no other, a regular but different human being. Whether it be a buffoon to a dunce, to a problem solver to a instigator. I am me and the name Christopher Whitney, belongs to me.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Full #1 rule

Christopher Whitney
English 4th period
09/05/2012

O-Respect, is held most high. This is my main rule. Its the most important one out of all my rules.

R- The reason why this is my number one rule is because it helps keep problems from coming forth. Whether it be at home or in school.

E- This rule is important to me because its the one thing that has brought me to where I am today. Even thought I might not get respect in return, doesn't mean I shouldn't give it. its also the main reason why my family knows that I'll go far someday. This rule has given me so much, I'm glad I choose this as my #1 rule.

O-respect, that's all I want.