The Marshmallow Disaster

WHY YOU SHOULD NOT ROAST MARSHMALLOWS

Once upon a time, there was a girl (me) who really, really, really wanted to roast marshmallows. 

The only problem was that she did not have a place to roast them. Suddenly, the girl remembered that her neighbor had a fire pit on their front porch! The girl took a marshmallow, put it on a stick, and went over to her neighbor’s porch to roast it. The girl didn’t have any matches to start a fire, so she could only pretended to roast the marshmallow. After a little while (apparently the neighbor kid did not want her to roast marshmallows on his porch), so he burst out of the front door and furiously shot her with an air soft gun! The girl screamed and ran away. That experience with the air soft gun scared her, so she learned a good lesson and decided to never roast marshmallows on another person’s porch ever again.

My own personal opinion is that shooting someone with an air soft gun is a HORRIBLE way to punish an innocent girl who’s only desire was to roast marshmallows! What this kid should have done is simply come out of his house, kindly explain to me that he did not want me to roast marshmallows on his porch, and leave his air soft gun alone.

But it’s okay that he did end up shooting me with an air soft gun, because now I know what it feels like (which is pretty painful!), and I also know not to ever make that same mistake of roasting marshmallows again! 

Advice That Will Be Very Useful Later In Life (or maybe not........)

ADVICE THAT YOU WILL USE

Here are a few pieces of advice that you might (maybe not......) use in life:

1)   Don't stand too close to a hippopotamus – it might poo on you

2)   I wouldn’t recommend asking a lunch lady for a “cherry cow”………. It might turn into a huge fight

3)   NEVER prank call a teacher! They might have caller ID and call you back!!!

4)   ALWAYS give Meili when she wants gum! (see blog post “Meili’s Obsessions”

5)   Never try to roast marshmallows on someone else’s front porch!

Meili's Obsessions :)

MEILI’S OBSESSIONS

    In an earlier post, I told you all about the adventure to meet my sweet little baby sister Meili Lily for the first time. Lately, she has been obsessed with a lot of different things for different reasons. So here some of them are: 

1)   Chapstick: Meili loves all forms, colors, and sizes of chapstick. She knows that I have a drawer in my bathroom full of chapstick, so I'm pretty sure she knows me as "The Chapstick Girl”. Almost every day I get home from school, Meili waddles up to me (because she knows that I have the “chapstick drawer”) and tries to say “chapstick”, but it usually turns out something like “ Ta – chick”.

2)   Gum: My mom has a cute little rule for Meili that whenever she goes potty by herself (on her adorable little princess toilet), she gets gum. Tonight, she tried to go potty but couldn’t, so my mom explained to her that “maybe tomorrow you can have gum if you go potty”. She was so ashamed that she couldn’t get gum that she cried for almost half an hour calling, “Gum! Gum!”

3)    Hurts: A few days ago, my dad was feeding Meili little chocolate teddy grams. My dad wanted to tease her, so he said “Oh, you’re not going to eat the poor little bear, are you?” Meili felt bad, so she burst out crying. L Also, a few days ago, I was putting red jam on a piece of toast and Meili was watching. She must have thought that the toast was bleeding, because she wouldn’t stop pointing at the toast and crying “Ouch! Ouch!”

4)   Cashews: Cashews are Meili’s favorite food. She eats them for breakfast (she LOVES to mix them in with her cherrios…….I know……..eeewwww), lunch, dinner, and sometimes my mom even bribes her to go down for naps with cashews!

Meili is so much fun!!! J

Ogden Zombie Crawl!!!!!!!!!

This last Friday, I was a zombie in the Ogden Zombie Crawl! It was way fun, but probably one of the most random things I've ever done in my life! 

What is the Ogden Zombie Crawl? It is an event that takes place in Ogden (obviously, hence the “Ogden Zombie Crawl”) and hundreds of people all dress up like zombies. All these hundreds of zombies meet at the Union Station (again, the Union Station is in Ogden, I don’t think I need to repeat that any more; hopefully you understand by now that the Zombie Crawl is in Ogden) and all walk up and down the streets pretending to be zombies! This sounds pretty weird, right? Well it was actually really fun!

Some people around the streets watching don’t know about the Zombie Crawl, and it is hilarious to see them shocked or even kind of freaked out when they see four hundred zombies parading down the streets!

 Some people/zombies got really into acting like zombies, and they would throw themselves against store windows making grotesque faces and smearing fake blood on the windows. The customers inside thought it was disgusting, but everyone had a great time laughing about the “weirdness” of zombies going up and down the streets.

Everyone came up with very interesting and unique costumes, and it was really fun to get to see all the strange and sometimes gross zombie outfits. There were a few people that I saw that night that even had fake intestines hanging out of their mouths as part of their costumes! That was kind of gross.

When we were all done being zombies for the night, everyone went back to the Union Station and we got FREE hamburgers and drinks! To whoever is reading this, you should definitely be a zombie in the Ogden Zombie Crawl next Halloween!

Anyway

                    Mother Teresa's Anyway Poem

People are often unreasonable, illogical and self centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and your God;
It was never between you and them anyway

- Mother Teresa

I love this poem because all the things that it says can happen are completely true! Sometimes people will be dishonest, selfish, or even just forget the good things that I have worked so hard to do. That is just the way that life is. Sometimes other people will think that I am rude and selfish when I didn't mean to be, so I should try not worry about what other people think or say because to them, there will always be something wrong with me. I should just concentrate on doing good things anyway, because really, God is the only one who will never forget.

A Poem About Poems That I Don't Like

I 

really

don't like

poems 

that are very random.

I 

don’t like poems

that don't 

have

any 

rhyme

or rhythm. 

I

know this is a very

negative

p

o

e

m,

But everything I have said is true

and I don’t

like

this

Poem either!

The Little Kid Who Knew Everything

Once upon a time there was a little boy who thought he knew everything. He went to his dad one day and said: “Dad, I know everything,”

The little boy’s dad wanted to challenge him and prove him wrong, so he said “Oh really? Then tell me the names of three dinosaurs from the Mesozoic era.”

The little boy said “Okay! Jimmy……..”

   

My little Meili

 Last November, my mom and dad traveled to China for two and a half weeks. When they got home on November twentieth, two thousand ten, I had a brand new Chinese baby sister: Meili Lilly.

     
      Flashback to spring, two thousand five. My family decided to adopt a baby from China. We sent in the applications, got our request confirmed, and made all the requirements to adopt. If my family was perfectly eligible to adopt, then why did it take us five and a half years to get our baby? The Chinese government is corrupt. I will explain this later, maybe in my next post. Five and a half years is a long time to wait, especially if you know that you have a darling baby sister waiting for you in a lonely orphanage half way around the world! 

      On November twentieth, two thousand ten, (before my parents had gotten home) I was watching a movie, anxiously awaiting my little sister's arrival. I was sitting as blank as a statue, trying desperately to pay attention to the movie, but inside I was an untied balloon, whizzing hysterically around the room with excitement! 

     At approximately seven o'clock in that evening, a holler from my grandma upstairs jolted me into action. The next thing I knew, I was springing off the front porch to the white Ford parked on the driveway. I know this sounds extremely cheesy, but it was honestly like a slow motion, dramatic movie. I leaped gracefully off the porch, and dove into the car.

    A warm peacefulness lit inside me when I heard the wailing of a baby. I whipped open the car door and fell into a hug towards the baby wrapped probably four times in blankets. I admired her beautiful, chocolate eyes, and she locked my fair blue eyes for a minute, but then rejected me, frightened. 

   I remember vividly that it began to rain, and grew thicker by the minute, so my mom grabbed Meili out of the car seat and bolted to the porch for covering. Almost immediately, as if my family were celebrities, neighborhood children flocked around our porch to see the new baby they were so excited to meet. 

   After our many fans left us for the night, we brought our little Meili inside. It was the strangest thing, suddenly having a new baby sister. I couldn't believe we actually got to keep her! When I would wake up the next morning, she would be there. She was my sweet baby sister who I didn't even know, yet loved her with all my heart. 

    I do not remember what happened after this. All I know is that it was like a beautiful dream that too soon faded into the everyday world that I call my life. 

This is our precious little Meili today! 

    

Why Umbrellas are so weird :)

    Whoever invented the umbrella was a very smart person. The umbrella was designed to keep someone dry from rain or snow (I guess it could be used for other things too..........), and it is easy to carry around. Although the design of the umbrella is a great, productive one, there is one part of the umbrella that I can never seem to figure out the reason for. It is the handle. I'm not talking about the handle itself, but the stuff it's made of. Most umbrella handles are made of metal. When are umbrellas most useful? That's right, during a storm. Sometimes when there is lightning. Can you see where I am going with this? Umbrellas shouldn't be made out of metal, because lightning is attracted to metal!

      Don't call me weird for thinking that umbrellas shouldn't be made out of metal, I have very good reasons! Of course metal is a sturdy material, but any strong kind of plastic could work just as well as metal. If I could redesign umbrellas, then I would definitely make the handle out of plastic!

Wonderful Life in Second Grade

          Do you remember way back in second grade how the teacher was the most powerful person ever? Do you remember how everyone in the class always did everything the teacher said, even if it made no sense at all in your little brain? Do you remember how if you were disobedient, you got a red ticket, and to be punished with a red ticket was a shame?
   
          In second grade, I remember being the quiet little angel of my class, the one who never spoke, the one who never got in trouble. I was always the one that the teacher used as an example of how to behave. The teacher would say, "Now Billy, stop pulling Sally's hair and sit in your seat like this little angel is over here." In second grade, I always had perfect behavior because I feared the red ticket.

        If a student got a red ticket, it meant guilt, remorse, regret. It meant everyone despised that kid until the kid could find a way to redeem themselves. One red ticket was a warning. If a kid got two red tickets, they had to stay in from recess and do worksheets. If they were to get three red tickets, they had to get a parent's signature. If a kid finally were punished with four red tickets (which rarely happened), it meant that child's parents had to meet with the teacher. Red tickets were humiliation. That is primarily why I never got them.

        If I could go back to second grade, I would not act like a perfect little angel. I wouldn't worry all the time about being tardy to school, because who actually cares if I got the perfect attendance award at the end of the school year? I would hardly ever come in on time from recess, because one ticket was only a warning. I would hide treats and snacks in the inside of my desk (which would make me more friends, also), and the teacher would never know. I would wear flip flops to school even though kids weren't supposed to, because the office didn't even have spare pairs of shoes for students to wear if the disobeyed the flip flop rule. If I could go back to second grade, I would make that year in elementary school a lot more fun than it was.

          Although I would disobey more of the seemingly pointless rules my teacher gave our class in second grade, I would also try harder and be better at certain things in school. The first thing that I can think of right away, is that I would be more outgoing than I was. In second grade, I had a lot of enemies. As I think back to my social life back then, people probably didn't like me because I was what you could call a teacher's pet. If I didn't act so goody-goody in my childhood years, I might've had more friends, and less enemies. I would have tried as hard as I could to change my shy personality to a fun, outgoing little kid.

       The second thing I would change if I could go back to second grade would be to try harder in school. I was already a pretty smart little kid, but as everyone does, I had and still have my weaknesses. One example of this is that I have always been a procrastinator for big, long term projects. In second grade, I would have broken this habit early and saved myself a huge hassle in the long run.

        As I think back to second grade, I remember it being pretty boring. If I knew then what I do now about life (the good and the bad), my experience as a little kid could have been very different from what it was. I would have been less strict with myself when it came to rules and obeying them. I also would have been more outgoing and made more friends. Last of all, I would have broken bad habits back then to avoid them now that I am older. I guess I did do some things right when I was little, because I'm pretty happy where I am now!