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.  

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. 

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.

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.

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.