When I think of top colleges, Harvard and Yale come to mind. Coincidentally, they are the top colleges in the country. That is part if the reasons I think that they are the top colleges. These are also the colleges that my extended family went to for some school and now they are successful doctors. Harvard and Yale are special because they are both Ivy League schools. Ivy league schools are known for how hard they are to get into and the level of intelligence of people that go to them. When most people hear that someone graduated from an Ivy League school they instantly assume that they are of high intelligence.
My dream University would be a social campus but also have strong academics. I would also prefer a modern looking campus with updated technology and professors that enjoy teaching. I would want the college to be located close to home but far enough away so I could live in an apartment or dormitory. On the other hand, I would love to go to school near the snow so I could be a snowboarding instructor or ski patrol. My dream university would be near a good ski resort. I would want the college to have courses relating to computers and programming or cinematography. The college would have a good student center to do homework and get supplies for college life. During my four years of college, I would hope to decide want I would want my profession to be and which graduate schoo1 I would go to. I would also like to make a tight group of friends that were interested in the same line of work as me, so we could go to the same classes, study together, and maybe even look for work together. I would also like to enjoy some safe, legal, celebrations after big events in the college world.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Enders Game Post 3
The science fiction novel, Ender’s Game, is about a futuristic society where Earth fights wars with alien planets. The main character, Ender, was only permitted to be born because he has the potential to be a military genius. His older sister was too nice, and his older brother was too mean, the government expected Ender to be the perfect balance. As soon as he turns six and his monitor was removed, Ender was shipped off to battle school to become a commander. During battle school, he starts in the lowest class, launchies or people that just came to battle school, and gets drafted to a practice army. During his time at battle school, he works his way up the ranks all the way to commander of his own practice army. While reading this book, you also hear about Ender’s siblings as they command the “nets” with their ghost writings about politics.
Ender is a very interesting character because he is so different from other people is age. He is a child genius, just like his brother and sister. A post about them can be found here. Because Ender is such a genius, he gets oppressed by people that are jealous of him. For example, most other commanders are not anywhere near as skilled as Ender and he easily crushes them in completely unfair battles. Most of the commanders envy his ability to control the battle and always win and they are nice and try to learn his secrets. But some feel bad that they aren't as good as him and they try to hurt him and isolate him.
“Bonzo stopped smiling. It was the thing that he hated most about Ender, that Ender matttered to other people, and in the end, Bonzo did not. You have killed me with those words, Dink. Bonzo does not want to hear that I might save the world.”
In this quote, Ender is talking to Bonzo about how he is jealous because Ender has the potential to win the war. Ender is very good at playing mind games to make Bonzo feel inferior.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Trouble in the Water Narritive
It was a tropical day on the beautiful main island of Hawaii and I just arrived at Magic Sands beach with my family. I later learned that the beach had earned its name due to its constantly changing conditions. The sand moves where the waves break and uncovers dangerous rocks that often give swimmers cuts on their feet. The white sand reflected the blinding rays of the sun and burned the image of the beach in my head. The waves towered over any boogie boarder and smashed down with a deafening sound. As soon as my protective mom saw the treachery of the waves, she strictly said that my ten year old sister could only go in the water up to her ankle and my two year old sister couldn't put her big toe in the water. I was the oldest child in the family, so my mom had no restrictions except a weary warning to be careful. I didn't give much thought to it as I recklessly dived in to the raging ocean.
As soon as my body adjusted to the pleasantly cool water, I noticed the strong under-toe, but quickly put it in the back of my mind. Soon, my dad and I started to frolic in the water. We raced from one side of the beach to the other, constantly fighting the current but not taking much notice because of all the fun we were having. I was having an amazing time, until things turned dangerous.
With every time we crossed the water, the brutality of the waves seemed to increase. I found myself struggling to stay above the water. As soon as my dad recognized the trouble I was having, he suggested that we get out of the water soon. I knew that the surf was getting extreme when the local boogie boarders started to head to the shore due to the exceedingly rough conditions. As I glanced to the shore, I saw a frantic expression coming from my mom, at that time I felt guilty for putting myself in this situation.
As my dad signaled me to make my way back to the beach, I started to take a couple strokes toward the shore. Before I could make it half way back to the coast, a violent set of waves assaulted me, slamming me against the rocks on the seafloor. I was flailing on in the water, when I felt the clench of my father`s hand, but with another crashing wave there was one hundred yards of water between us.
As soon as my body adjusted to the pleasantly cool water, I noticed the strong under-toe, but quickly put it in the back of my mind. Soon, my dad and I started to frolic in the water. We raced from one side of the beach to the other, constantly fighting the current but not taking much notice because of all the fun we were having. I was having an amazing time, until things turned dangerous.
With every time we crossed the water, the brutality of the waves seemed to increase. I found myself struggling to stay above the water. As soon as my dad recognized the trouble I was having, he suggested that we get out of the water soon. I knew that the surf was getting extreme when the local boogie boarders started to head to the shore due to the exceedingly rough conditions. As I glanced to the shore, I saw a frantic expression coming from my mom, at that time I felt guilty for putting myself in this situation.
As my dad signaled me to make my way back to the beach, I started to take a couple strokes toward the shore. Before I could make it half way back to the coast, a violent set of waves assaulted me, slamming me against the rocks on the seafloor. I was flailing on in the water, when I felt the clench of my father`s hand, but with another crashing wave there was one hundred yards of water between us.
Enders Game Book Post
The science fiction novel, Ender’s Game, is about a futuristic society where Earth fights wars with alien planets. The main character, Ender, was only permitted to be born because he has the potential to be a military genius. His older sister was too nice, and his older brother was too mean, the government expected Ender to be the perfect balance. As soon as he turns six and his monitor was removed, Ender was shipped off to battle school to become a commander. During battle school, he starts in the lowest class, launchies or people that just came to battle school, and gets drafted to a practice army. During his time at battle school, he works his way up the ranks all the way to commander of his own practice army. While reading this book, you also hear about Ender’s siblings as they command the “nets” with their ghost writings about politics.
I think the authors purpose of this book is to show how different Ender and his siblings are from the rest of people in their age group because they are child geniuses. The only way Ender’s brother and sister can express their advanced political feelings is by creating fake names and writing columns. At first they used their father’s internet access, but as they came more popular they got sponsored. The way they can afford the service of the “nets” is that the companies that hire them pay for their column with net service because they are minors and can’t buy it themselves. “With their identities now fully supported by their income from writing columns, they used fathers access now only for the throwaway identities”
This quote shows how the kids used their money to pay for their identities and not other things other kids their age would. They spend so much time on the internet managing their alter egos that they dont get out and play, like other, non-genius kids. Ender’s siblings are very different from other kids because they think so advanced for anyone their age, so they can relate more to adults that they write for on the nets.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Ender's Game Book Post
The science fiction novel, Ender’s Game, is about a futuristic society where Earth fights wars with alien planets. The main character, Ender, was only permitted to be born because he has the potential to be a military genius. His older sister was too nice, and his older brother was too mean, the government expected Ender to be the perfect balance. As soon as he turns six and his monitor was removed, Ender was shipped off to battle school to become a commander. During battle school, he starts in the lowest class, launchies or people that just came to battle school, and gets drafted to a practice army. During his time at battle school, he works his way up the ranks all the way to commander of his own practice army.
I think the authors purpose in writing this book is to show how affective good leadership skills and smarts is for leading a group. In Ender’s Game, Ender is given an army of very unskilled students - most of them were launchies. The principals of the school don’t even allow him to trade away players that he doesn't get along with.
“Almost thirty of his soldiers were new, straight out of their launch group, completly inexperienced in battle. Some were even underage, the ones... were pathetically small. Ender reminded himself that that’s how he must have looked to Bonzo Madrid when he first arrived.”
Even though almost all of his army is small and young, Ender can still understand how they feel because he was in the same situation. This is a very important quality for a leader to have, especially in Ender’s situation. He strives to be different from Bonzo Madrid because he was such a tyrant of a leader.
The principals of the school make it very unfair because Ender cant perform trades to get rid of weaker players that are unable to listen. Ender can easily overcome this obstacle by getting along with everybody and using good management skills. I think this is a way of showing the principals that they cant do anything to make Ender fail.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Narritive of Meeting my New Sister
My sister and I sensed some big news as we ate spaghetti and meatballs at the kitchen table. My dad`s fidgeting and my mom`s unusual silence signaled the coming changes. In the days before, my parents dropped subtle hints about the special surprise but my sister and I did not understand them. When my dad noticed my puzzled expression, he said, “We are having a baby!”. Screams and cheers of approval and sheer happiness erupted from the kid’s side of the table while my parents beamed at the positive reaction. When he said that, I knew a monumental transformation would enter my life. My mind raced. Would it be a boy or a girl? Would it look like me? Would we have to share a room? Would I have to change diapers!?!
Before I knew it, my mom turned into even more of a health nut. She dragged me and any other unsuspecting family member on vigorous walks, ate strangely named vitamins that I recognized from aggressive commercials and drank lots of weird smelling herbal tea to coax the baby out. Instead of watching television, our family past time turned into feeling my mom’s belly for kicks and movements.
In a flash, the eve of the big day arrived, the arrangements were made and everyone was ready for the arrival of the newest Noble. We did not know if she would arrive on her due date. We eagerly awaited her arrival. On the Friday before her due date, my mom walked us to school before her doctor’s appointment. She did not come to pick us up after school as usual. Our neighbor picked us up and told us that our mom was in the hospital having the baby.
Early next morning my dad picked my sister and me up to go visit my mom and new sister. My dad asked us if we wanted to get balloons to make the new baby feel welcome but my sister and I quickly refused because we did not want to wait any longer. On the drive to the hospital I interrogated my dad on the labor, he said it was quick and easy (for him at least, my mom had a different story).
When we got to the hospital room, her tinyness and fragileness confounded me; afraid to even touch her for fear of hurting her. I could tell from the sweet innocent look on her face as I held her that we were going to be very close. At that moment I was genuinely happy to have a baby sister. Nowadays Im not so sure. ;)
Before I knew it, my mom turned into even more of a health nut. She dragged me and any other unsuspecting family member on vigorous walks, ate strangely named vitamins that I recognized from aggressive commercials and drank lots of weird smelling herbal tea to coax the baby out. Instead of watching television, our family past time turned into feeling my mom’s belly for kicks and movements.
In a flash, the eve of the big day arrived, the arrangements were made and everyone was ready for the arrival of the newest Noble. We did not know if she would arrive on her due date. We eagerly awaited her arrival. On the Friday before her due date, my mom walked us to school before her doctor’s appointment. She did not come to pick us up after school as usual. Our neighbor picked us up and told us that our mom was in the hospital having the baby.
Early next morning my dad picked my sister and me up to go visit my mom and new sister. My dad asked us if we wanted to get balloons to make the new baby feel welcome but my sister and I quickly refused because we did not want to wait any longer. On the drive to the hospital I interrogated my dad on the labor, he said it was quick and easy (for him at least, my mom had a different story).
When we got to the hospital room, her tinyness and fragileness confounded me; afraid to even touch her for fear of hurting her. I could tell from the sweet innocent look on her face as I held her that we were going to be very close. At that moment I was genuinely happy to have a baby sister. Nowadays Im not so sure. ;)
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