Sports: Simply The Best Form of Education

There is no greater reason to go to school, than to play sports. What other reasons would a student want to get up every morning than to go run in the gym. Teachers love when students come up to them and tell them that they will be away due to sports. Teachers just love the thrill of rearranging their schedule's and lesson plans, it keeps their life exciting. And now all the other students who do not play sports get to seat in half empty classrooms and catch up on the work they didn't miss; it's not like the classes are important anyway. Another reason to love sports is when one sport season ends, another one begins so you don't have to put up with any downtime between seasons. Sports also provide a great use of the gym, it's not like we have any classes in there or anything. Everyday students get to listen to the accomplishments of their peers who score the winning basket, or ran the fastest lap. Sure, other students were out working jobs, or volunteering, but that's nothing to running a circuit on a track. Sports also provide a great way to fill up the time on announcements. We have 10 minutes of every sports replay, and swish everything else into about 1 minute, who is really listening anyway. Sports provide at great place for students to display talent. Forget about students who play instruments, paint, sing, act or write, those requires no talent at all; no sports is simply the only form of pure talent. Nothing helps learning like spending every Friday-Sunday playing on the courts, and heads out of the books. Look at all the energy you use to lift books. No, that energy must be saved for sports. Schools need sports so they can include everyone, sure they only allow 9-12 people on a team but this let's everyone know who is the most important. So if you play in the band, sing in the choir, volunteer with the leadership class, just drop everything your doing and go cheer on the real talent, the sport stars.

Those eyes of wisdom followed me as I strolled onto the street. The cigarette became his sixth finger, as he stared me down. No one could argue take he didn't possess a certain wisdom, that could only be gained by years of life and struggle. His skin was sandpaper, rough and hard. More wrinkles covered his skin than an elephants. His wrinkles were as deep as canyons. His eyes were blue like the sea. A soft stubble walked across his chin up to his temples. His hair was as silver as a metal, and glistened in the light. He was a statue, never moving, only his eyes roamed from place.

Poetic Song

Falling Slowly
By Glen Hansard

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it known

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing it loud

"Falling Slowly" by Glen Hansard, is a song that is very poetic. Glen Hansard works poetic devices well into his lyrics. "I don't know you, but I want you," this is an example of oxymoron. Then he uses personification in, "Words fall through me and always fool me." Words can not literally fall through someone. Personification is used again when Hansard sings, "Moods that take me and erase me." This song is full of symbols. The main symbol that is used repeatedly is "Taking this sinking boat and point it home," they are not literally on a boat, the sinking boat is a symbol of someone life going downhill and take they want them to get there life back on track. "Take this sinking boat" could also be referred to as figurative language. This song is an ode to someone who has lost their way in life and have made bad choices, you can tell this in the lines "Raise your hopeful raise you have a choice you've made it known," and then later in the song it changes to "Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice, you've made it now." With the two lines being compared, it sounds like the person had choice that they could have made but then decides to not make them. Glen Hansard song "Falling Slowly" is a very poectic song.

University Assignment

To the Directors of Admission,

You hold in your hands the greatest letter you will ever read. This letter is written by Ashley Mandzak.  I am Ashley Mandzak. I am often seen hang gliding of the cliffs of Saskatchewan, swimming across the Hudson Bay, or doing a crossword at Blends. I have been known to teach blind people to read on my lunch breaks. On Mondays, I sing opera, on Tuesdays, I build homes for the homeless, and on Fridays, I eat pizza. Air is unimportant. I have walked the Great Wall, I have scaled the Eiffel Tower, and I have floated the English Channel. People are contently asking for my autograph, picture, and pencils, as I walk the halls of school. Animals love me. I have saved a group of small children from an angry bumble bee, well knitting a 30 foot scarf. I love to dance in Rome, sing in Paris, and sleep in my bed. I can see through walls, tie my shoes, and lift mountains. I once knew the where abouts of Amelia Earhart, but promised I wouldn't tell. I can write a 5 paragraph essay in 3 minutes, read "Of Mice and Men" in a month, and run across Alberta in one afternoon. I never forget anything. I have won the Noble Peace Prize, sailed around the world, and received 100% on my socials test.
I am a majestic, trustful, wonderful human being, but yet no university has had the pleasure of accepting me.

The Copycat Film

The film Of Mice and Men, is an excellent portrayal of the novel "Of Mice and Men", by John Steinbeck. The book and film are about two traveling companies, looking for work, during the Great Depression. Gary Sinise brings the role of George Milton to life. Sinise really gets down deep, connects with his character, and lifts George right off the pages of his story, onto the big screen. Sinise, although not as harsh as in the novel, really reveals the bond the George and Lennie share together, with the help of John Malkovich as Lennie Small. Sinise stayed true to his character throughout the entire film, and ended the movie with a BANG. Sinise played his character as if it was wrote for him. Sadly, other actors did not fill the entire shoe of their roles, leaving the film lacking a little life. Sherilyn Fenn did a great job portraying one of the only female roles, Curley's wife. A role that wasn't even worth a full name; Sherilyn Fenn changed into something more. Fenn did an excellent job of making the audience feel the pain and loneliness Curley's wife suffered. Lurking in the background, Curley's wife popped up in every scene possible. Although the film is not entirely exact to the novel, it is the closest representation I have ever seen between novel and film; I congratulate director Gary Sinise, on his portrayal of the novel and the novels beloved George.

A One Time Thing

     She sighed and looked angrily at her husband. Just sitting there flipping through he paper, as if nothing had happened.  "Can't you just put down the paper and let us talk about this!" she cried, breaking the silence.
     "About what?" he replied entirely to calmly.
     "You know what, it's been the problem all day and you just continue on as if nothing is wrong." She rolled out of bed and stood up.
     Her husband argued, "I have continued with my day because, I wasn't aware there was a problem to be worried about." He put the paper on his lap, and looked over to his wife, who was now angrily pacing the floor.
     "This is so topical," she yelled, "just topical! It's just like you to forget something as important as this."
     "It might help if you told me what I have forgotten. Then maybe I would be able to fix the problem." His eyes looked hopefully at her; he would do anything to avoid a fight. 
     She shouted, "That's the problem, you forgot!"
     "I'm sorry."
     "No your not," she screamed, "you just want to drop the subject!"
     "I truly am sorry. I'm sorry that your mad but I can't remember what I forgot."
     The wife softly whispered, "You forgot our anniversary." Now her tone had softened and she looked sadly into his eyes. The husband grabbed her hand.
     "Wait, this is what your upset about," he answer a little stunned.
     "Yes, this is what I am upset about." she replied her voice growing louder, "Is this not a good enough reason for you." Now the anger mounted again.
     "It would be a good reason," he respond, "if I actually forgot it." His wife pulled away from him applaud.
     "What do you mean IF you forgot. You did forget."
     "No, I did not. Our anniversary is on the 6th of April," he declared, "and it is only the 3rd."
     "No, we were married on the 3rd, we had just come back from a trip to Paris."
     "Yes, and we came back from the trip on the 3rd and got married on the 6th," her husband reported.
     "No, no we....we....OH My Gosh!" she exclaimed, "we didn't get married on the 3rd, I am so sorry." She was startled by this realization. Her husband just leaned back in the bed and picked up his paper once more.
     "I forgive you," he said promptly. He didn't say anything else, for he knew, a victory like this didn't last very long.

A New Found Love of Mice and Men

George walked into the barn and the horses followed. George turns and there in the doorway stood Curley's wife. At that moment she fell head over heels in love, with him. Curley's wife starred at the face only a mother could love, and she moves closer to George.
     "You shouldn't be in here," George called, frozen to the spot.
     "I was just looking for Curley," she teased, "Have you seen him."
     "No, he's not here," George replied quickly.
     "Oh, well that's too bad, because misery loves company. Mind if I stay with you," the words playful came out of her mouth.
      "I don't want no trouble," George said sheepishly.
      "Oh, I won't cause no trouble. You know a good man is hard to find." She sat beside him on a pile of hay.
     "I don't want to trouble," repeated George. Love was in the air, George couldn't take his eyes off her.  "What if Curley shows up."
     "All is fair in love and war," she smiled, "Every man for himself."
    "But Curley will kill us," George replied. George looked around as if Curley was hiding in the barn.
     "Isn't it better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all," she muttered, "Please George live a little."
     "I can't, you'll get me fired, if you love something set it free." Curley's wife knelt on the floor,
     "How do I love thee, let me count the ways."
     "You have to stop, Curley might hear you," pleaded George. "We can't be together."
     "Love is blind, I have to be with you," she cried, "the heart wants what the heart wants."
     "I can't, I'll let down Lennie, and Candy," George stumbled, "I have dreams, that I am not going to give up for you."
     "Love conquers all, George please," she shouted, "don't leave me." George turned to go, he stopped in the doorway. He turned to look at Curley's wife. She was curled up on the ground, tears were streaming down her face. As George turned out of the barn he whispered to himself,
     "A faint heart never a true love knows." With that George met up with the rest of the guys to head to town.