Growing up I was surrounded by people who were bad influences on me and who were the kind of people who took the easy way out. Growing up I was surrounded by gangs, drugs, violence, but I never got into those kind of things due to my parents and how they told me the real side of life. My dad told me his story of how he grew up as a kid who didn’t know how to speak English, and became someone who was fluent and to me was the smartest man alive. He told me that life is not easy for our people and that we need to bust our asses to get by in this world. My mom gave up and dropped out of high school. She grew up as someone surrounded by gangs, drugs, and violence, but the way she handle it was that so different from my dad. She gave up and regretted it years later. She told herself that she would have no future, no dreams, and not even kids to call her own. She told me that if I give up then what's the point of having dreams. My parents told me if I want to give up then they’ll let my or if I want to I could finish high school and be the first one in my mom’s family to graduate from high school. That would mean that I could be a role model for my little cousins, my little sister, and my little brother. I made the decision to go to high school and finish with a diploma. I started in K&E and busted my ass to get into mainstream classes. I worked to the point where I was actually sleep deprived from studying but when I finally got into grade twelve I was so happy I even remember picking up my mom and running around with her. I went into grad twelve with four classes and I’m writing this on my last day of class because Mrs. Gardner got mad at me and forced me to! So please, what ever you do don’t sleep in her class.
-Keenan Black Plume
Tuesday 22 January 2019
Thinking About Myself Using Courage and Hope
In this piece I will be reflecting on myself and my hockey career. It was hard for me to express myself online when I was in middle school and in person because I was unsure of how I looked and other people looked at me and thought of me. The people who I thought were judging me were like the monsters to me and I had to get through the monsters by worrying about what I thought and not what others thought. When I got to high school it got a lot easier because I didn’t care what other people thought of me and wasn’t scared of being myself because all of my friends accepted who I was from the start, I just had to learn to get the courage and hope to accept myself. With the courage and hope that I got in high school about my personal appearance, I began to not worry about that and started to worry about my life, like my schooling, work and how I was going to make myself better for myself and not care what other people want for me.
With my hockey career I was always the type to be super shy when I was younger and I only really had a few friends or even one friend, but recently I have opened myself up and tried to be friends with everyone on my hockey teams that I have been on. Doing this made me build my character to what it is today and make better friends and make my friend group a lot bigger than what it was. Hockey was my passion and nothing could ever stop me to pursue that passion. I never would have done this without the courage and hope to push me towards this goal of making new friends and being more open to others and even myself.
In my journals in courage and hope I reflect on how people have made an impact and on me to strive for whatever I want in life. My parents for example have been my biggest supporters like, when I wanted to go to Picture Butte High School for my last semester of high school, they were so supportive of what I wanted from it and where I wanted to graduate. I wanted to go to school in BC, but changed my mind to stay home for school and they were so supportive for both of those decisions. In the TED talk that I put in my blog the speakers says “write what you’re feeling, tell the truth, write like nobody's watching” I can relate to this a lot because I feel like in my earlier days in middle school, I felt like people were always judging and watching my every move, so that made me lie around things and not be truthful about who I really was. As time came in high school I came to realize that I don’t care what people have to say about me and started to tell the truth about who I really was and stopped caring about if someone was really watching my every move and did whatever it took to make myself happy and not others happy.
-Scott Oosterbroek
The Masks We Wear
Why do we wear a mask? Maybe because we are afraid of what society will think of our true selves. Society has taught us that to be vulnerable is to be weak, but this is not true. When we remove the masks we begin to feel a true sense of purpose and gain the courage to say “this is who I am if you don’t like me for who I am then deal with it because I am not gonna change for anyone.” We wear these masks in hope for acceptance from society because we are told that only cowards are vulnerable not the strong, but it actually is the other way around it is the strong who are vulnerable and the weak who hide their weaknesses. When we make a mistake is is our true selves that get blamed not the mask because we become the mask and when this happens reality will hit you like a .50 caliber bullet in the chest (which will hurt a lot) when your mask is removed. But when it is gone you will be able to feel true hope and gain true courage which one lacks when one is wearing a mask because fantasy and reality never mix. I remember removing my mask and it did hurt and was kind of a wake up call for my true self and a challenge because of people who tried to force the mask back on. The link below tells how one can be one step closer to happiness
When one removes that mask and shows their true colors.
-Liam Wolfe
Clouded By Doubts
A few more months from now and I will be graduating from high school. I’ve heard some of my friends lay out their future plans. Some will be pursuing university degrees, while others are ready to learn technical skills that interest them, and some will be working for a year before pursuing something else. I look at them and I’ve come to realize that I don’t really know what to do after June. My parents have suggested to pursue a career in healthcare and I have started the applications. I agreed since right now I am in a limbo and I can’t really say what I’d like to do after high school. All I know is I want to attend a university or a college and earn a degree. The future scares me and the lyrics from the song "Whisper": “Well I’ve got open eyes and an open door. But I don’t know what I’m searching for” sums up my feelings. Listening to my parents argue on why a career in healthcare is good makes sense, but is this what I want? Do I even know what I want? If I am being honest with myself what truly scares me is after I get a degree will I be successful in my field? Will I come close to being as successful as my father? Will I be earning enough to provide for a family? Will I be able to give my children a comfortable life like my parents gave me? My mom says I am too young to be worrying about those things, but when I think about the future these questions always enter my mind and it truly scares me. She is always saying that with age comes maturity and when it does come I will be ready. But will I? My dad once told me: “ All I want you to be is to be a better man than me.” My parents believe in me so much, but I always doubt myself and just like how the song says: “well it’s hard to find a reason, when all you have is doubts.” As I am writing down my thoughts about the future I have come to realize that maybe if I doubt myself less then I might be able to see a brighter future ahead of me. Why fear a page when it has not even been written yet? My future is what I make out of it. I am the author of my future and I will make sure that all the pages are written well because I believe in myself.
-Jacob Villar
You Need Hope to Have Passion
I'm a passionate about my job because it gives me money which then I can use for my personal uses such as my phone bill, gas and food. My job is not easy, but can be a good thing for me because it makes gives me hope and the courage to do my job well. Some difficulties is my schedule because I work on the weekdays and weekends 5 days a week and I only get 2 days off; I always feel tired and find myself no time to do homework or finish my assignments, but I try my best to do all my homework even though I am tired. I overcome this by asking for less hours and try to do my homework, even if I have to stay up till 12am. I am able to have the courage to motivate myself into doing what I need I am able to do. Another passion of mine is playing the drums, it is something that keeps be busy during my free time. There are also difficulties when playing such as trying to figure out how to play a new song or trying to learn a new beat. The way I overcome it is by simply practicing, like they say practice makes perfect. In work I want to do my best and show other people what I'm capable of and exceed expectations. I hope that one day everything I do pays off and I'm able to have a better job.
This link is about 5000 people who stay passionate about their jobs.
-Antonio Jaimes
Even if Fear Consumes You, You Don't Have to Overcome it to Help Others
When I was younger I was not the bravest kid, I never had much courage and I was never really the type of person to help people who were in danger because I was too scared to do anything about it. One time when I was a kid I used to live in a townhouse area and behind the townhouses there was this railway there and behind the railway was this little forest. After school or late evening kids would go in to the little forest and that was where everyone played hide and seek or just went there to get away from things. There were always people there and everyone who was there was always friendly and helpful to one another, but one evening me and some friends went to hang out there and everything was well. We were all playing, laughing, and having a fun times like friends do, but as it got later some of them had to leave and go home. Slowly no one was there but one of my friends and myself because all of my other friends had already left to go home. No one stayed this late because when people stayed late they would always end up going home injured or sometimes kids would even go missing; we knew it was not a good idea to stay there very late. Nevertheless, my friend and I decided to stay a little longer, but as we were going to leave we started hearing footsteps in the bushes, so we got a little creeped out and scared. We started to walk faster, but the faster we started to get the faster the footsteps followed. At this point we got so scared that we thought it was a good idea to start running, but as soon as we started to run we realized that we were being chased by this big dog that looked like it was hungry and rabid. The dog was still a good distance away from us so we knew if we ran fast enough that we could get away from it, but as we were running away from the dog my friend's foot got caught on this root that was sticking out of the ground and he ended up tripping over it and spraining his ankle. At this moment I was so scared that I didn’t really know what to do, so I continued to run away instead of helping him out. I saw the way out so I thought to myself that if I kept running I could get away safely, but then I felt a surge of guilt go through me. Normally I’m not one who is brave enough to go and help people because I’m just too scared to even try to help them, but this friend was someone who was really close to me and after feeling the guilt of almost leaving him behind I knew that I couldn’t just sit there and not help him because he had helped me through so much. I ended up running faster then before just to have time to help lift him up on my back and run with him out of there. We managed to get out of the forest, but we noticed that the dog was nowhere in sight even after peeking in to see if he was there. The dog had just disappeared, and we never knew what happened to the dog and we never did end up going back to the forest again. My friend ended up being okay, but he just had to walk around with a cast for a while. This was the first time that I ever had the courage to get up and go help someone who was in need of it, after that day I have tried my best to help people in any way I can even if it’s something small.-Stephen Harper
Legacy
Legacy can mean a lot of different things from your own family last name, to a legacy left behind in a sport like hockey - just like Wayne Gretzky breaking records in the NHL.
In life it is important to leave a mark in your life time. Maybe it is a story that would be carried down from generation to generation, or a song that was your life’s soundtrack. For me I believe that carrying a family last name is the best thing you can possibly do. The last name from your family has stories that you may never be aware of until a stranger who saw your last name somewhere in history sees it now on a pamphlet from a hockey game that your brother left. When I hear my last name I carry such pride that in this one life time I was given the chance to carry it.
I remember in elementary school some kid didn't think my name was cool and he bullied me for it until I hit him. I remember just standing over him and I looked at him in the eyes and said, “ Thunderchief is my last name and I would not have it any other way. You can call it what you want, but the history behind my name has great respect whether it is from other tribes telling story about Thunderchief ending wars, to hearing a white man tell a story about my brother hitting a kid center ice (and incidentally making him quit hockey) which gave him the name 'Thunder'". Ever since that day I have carried the word Thunderchief with a meaning that I continue to create. I am still making and leaving my own mark in this life - a legacy for myself.
I could tell you stories that were passed down from my grandfather who has passed, but that I still remember. His legacy was as a working man whose heart was with the rodeo. Then the legacy transforms to my father telling me his own choice that he started playing hockey, but turned it down to live taking care of the farm ranch, but he had a rodeo buckle under his belt that he won back to back times. Having a legacy is a great pride that should never be forgotten.- I have chosen this picture because it shows a legacy that I have left playing hockey with my family number and last name on a hockey jersey that I earned.
Dierks Bentley - My last name - I have put a link to a song entitled, "My Last Name". In the song the singer Dierks Bently talk about how proud he his to have his last name and what it have been made into.
-Nakoda Thunderchief
Monday 21 January 2019
Knowing
Passion is something we all need in order to keep going in life. For me, my passions or things I consider most sacred are my family, friends, culture and education. My family and friends are the reason why I am who I am to this day. They help me through hard times and remind me of who I am in case I may have forgotten. My culture is something I am also very passionate about because it is a big part of who I am, and who my people are. When I am attending or helping out at a ceremony or at the Sundance, that is when I really feel at home. People like to be racist towards my culture and my people which is something we -as in my people- struggle with. Education is something we stress on our youth because in today's society, education is power and that's what we need to succeed.
My family and friends give me the passion and courage to move further and continue my education. They remind me of what I am capable of and what education can do for me and my people in the long run. My people have always been the reason why I try as hard as I can because I know we are more capable than we are seen to be. Just knowing what or who you are passionate about, helps drive you to places you wouldn’t have gone to on your own. Passion gives us the hope and courage we need in order to make help ourselves see who we really are and what we are capable of. All we need is to know what or who does that for us.
"The Power of Passion| article.
-Nola Shade
Worst Day of My Life
When I was younger, I felt like I had a lot of problems. I was too scared to tell anyone how I really felt. I was scared that they were just going to tell me that I was being soft. One time while I was at my grandparent’s house for the night, my grandma noticed that I was acting different than normal. She looked at me and said, “Kyle, how is everything?” I gave her the same reply that I normally gave her that I was “Ok”. After a while when it was just the two of us, I broke out into tears and told her everything that was going on in my life. I expected her to give me the same answer that everyone else gave me - just suck it up. Instead, she looked at me and gave me a little grin. She told me that everything was going to be okay and comforted me and told me that if I ever needed someone to talk to who I wouldn’t feel judged by, that I could always talk to her. After that night, I started talking to her all the time and she kept her promise and continued to comfort me for a little less than three years.
One night, the house phone rang and all I remember hearing was the door to the house swinging open and slamming shut. My brother and I walked into my mom’s room and asked her what happened. She told us, while trying to hold in her tears, that our Grandma passed away. I was nine at the time, so I didn't know how to take it. All I remember was our last conversation about what we normally talked about - how I was doing in school. Looking back on it now, I should have been asking her how she was doing instead of focusing on myself. She always put me first over herself and I will bring that to my children because that's what she taught me. She also gave me hope in the way that since her death I don't hold in how I really feel because it would be more painful than telling the people who are there for me. I also gained courage from all those times when she told me to push myself and to stop staying in my shell because I was a shy kid when I was younger. I always remembered what she told me and as I grew up, and I became more social, all thanks to my grandma.
This was one of my grandma's favorite songs and when I hear it I think about her.
-Kyle Schreiber
Life
We started to cry on the day we were born, and stopped crying after we felt the warmth from our mother besides us. We were growing up day by day. We went to school, made friends, and learned to communicate with others, which made us feel like everything around us was going smooth, like nothing bad would ever happen. We had a place to live, a place to learn, a place to play, and especially a place to whisper to ourselves - our own room. The more we grow the more we learn, and also the more we realize. When we reach the world outside we finally realize that the world isn't as easy as we thought. As teenagers, we feel annoyed by everything, stressed from our family, our work, and from the people around us. Everything around is frustrating. At the time we realize that nothing on earth is perfect. We realize that our ‘luxury’ birthday presents (gaming PC, smart phone, PS4, a bike, or a lot of pretty clothes, etc…) from our beloved parents are earned from their sweat, blood and tears. However, now somewhere in the house, there are the arguments between us and our parents because of our stubborn heads, and childish ways. Or now we might be asking ourselves "how is that stranger doing?" ...that person who we used to think would be our best friend forever. We had a good life in the early years, and now it is the time to learn and to face the reality: our parents divorce, we fight with classmates, we are judged by others, we fail a class, we do drugs, etc. All kinds of things can make us feel down and depressed, and that’s why we have to become stronger and become a fighter in life. We may make mistakes, but there is nothing to be worried about, because we can learn and move forward. Also, we have to learn that the most important thing is to hold back our anger and stay calm in every situation. We can enjoy our imperfect life every single moment, even though it may be full of hardships, and turn it into a perfectly imperfect life.
This photo is showing a pawn, which represents our early life and the king represents what we would deserve after the hardship.
I love this song because of the instruments. It is very catchy and sounds happy...like that perfectly imperfect life.
-Nghi Nguyen
Passion and Courage
The passion I have for basketball is what motivates me. I believe that I can excel in anything if I can play my favourite sport in the process. If you have something that drives and motivates you, then keep it. This is a trait/skill that you would want to keep for the rest of your life because it helps you improve yourself. Ever since I held a basketball in my hand in grade seven, I started to motivate myself to get better each day and I put in the work and time to do so. It took six years for me to get this good and to be able to play for an amazing sports program at Catholic Central High School. The people around me and the sport have influenced life since grade seven in such a positive way. I've met tons of new people through the sport, who still encourage me to get better. These are people who have trained me, been my coach, or people that I play basketball with, that have made me successful to this day. I wouldn’t be at this level without them in my life, encouraging me to want something better. The next chapter in my life that I am hoping for, is to play post-secondary basketball and even acquire more knowledge and skills about the game I worship so much. If you have something that motivates you to do your best everyday and you are willing to improve yourself for the greater good then keep that something close to your heart and someday you will achieve greatness.
In the photo, I can say that this was the best year I had in basketball. I won awards, met new people and can say that I definitely got better. I was selected to play in the all-star game before zones started and at the time, I felt so accomplished due to the fact that I improved greatly. Players and coaches on different teams started to recognize who I was and how good I was. I would say I’m always going to love basketball until I die.
In the photo, I can say that this was the best year I had in basketball. I won awards, met new people and can say that I definitely got better. I was selected to play in the all-star game before zones started and at the time, I felt so accomplished due to the fact that I improved greatly. Players and coaches on different teams started to recognize who I was and how good I was. I would say I’m always going to love basketball until I die.
-Nate Moreira
The List Goes On...
I was born in Abbotsford BC along with my twin sister Alyssa. Our father left before we were born, but we had an amazing step dad fill that emotional gap. We moved to Chilliwack BC, only 30 minutes away from where we were born, so my parents could find better jobs, and they did. My mother had 3 more kids. The 3rd child was 3 years apart from Alyssa and I, the 4th was 4 years apart, and the 5th was 6 years apart.
We grew up in Chilliwack. Alyssa and I attended Vedder Elementary and Tyson Elementary. My 3 other siblings only went to Tyson Elementary. We all grew up with amazing/sad memories, countless friends and loving animals. Every time my family would go on trips to our favorite resort, Kimberley BC, we would always listen to Linkin Park because it was our favorite family song, it explained us. My favourite memory one was a time 7 years ago. It was a rainy Saturday night and my father went to work his night shift. Before he left, he was standing in front of the front door going through his phone when my little brother Conner started running down the stairs, he wanted to give our father a hug before he left, as he was working 12 hours. As he was running down the last step he turned wrong and... well you know the rest. He ended up slicing his knee directly open. An irrevocable memory, I won’t go into depth. It was a long night in the hospital and that’s all I have to say for that gruesome experience.
2011, our family packed our stuff and moved to Lethbridge, AB. We decided to move because my parents were laid off because it was hard for them to make it on time for work. It was hard finding a babysitter to babysit 5 kids, especially since we were all under the age of 10. That being said, moving to Lethbridge was a rough situation I had to accept. Leaving all our broken and loving memories was difficult. The first year I had sleep paralysis almost every night, it happens to me every time we move to a new home. The next 2 following years was difficult, but not too hard for me to handle...but I still fell through the cracks of intelligence and ended up in K&E for 3 years until grade 9. It wasn’t hard, and that bothered me. I knew if it was easy for me than it would be nothing to others, but that wasn’t the only emotional trauma I went through. On June 11th, 2016. My best friend passed away. I was working when the principle and my teacher came into my work. They told me it was best if they explain what was going on in private. I left my shift early and got into the car with them and they told me what happened the night before - she was run over. She had slept underneath a truck because a man had been following her the whole time she was walking home and she was too scared to go any further, fearing he was already there, so she stayed under a truck. The man who owned the truck was going to work that early morning and she was still under the truck, not knowing what was coming next. I don’t want to go into description because I’m still emotionally traumatized to this day, but you should already understand what happened. All I will say is, I had to see a counselor the rest of that year.
It was summer going into grade 10 and I decided to switch schools. I attended Catholic Central High, and the first year went pretty smooth other than my emotions, but they later became jubilant, in which case I took my emotions by hand and became querulous until I felt nothing but happiness and sang that entire night. I got pretty high grades for going into full mainstream 3 hours a class. The following year was the same and for grade 12… well let’s just say that’s present.
Throughout the years I’ve lived I've experienced hate and anger, wealth and poverty, but I wouldn’t trade this life for anyone’s. You may not realize it when you’re little, but you will realize eventually that our parents are the most important people in our lives. They gave up their years to build us instead of themselves. They sacrificed everything for us. They love and put us before themselves. My life is full of crazy emotions. The list goes on, and I would live through it everyday if it meant my family were by my side.
Kimberly, British Columbia ( Our vacation resort )
( This link contrasts with my story because going on family trips it would bring peace to our mind when we listened to it. It is our symbol of reassurance that we are in not just good hands, but God's hands )
-Julia Komm
My Flaws and Passion
I still remember that day when my friend stared at me and she said, “Your eyes are small.” That was the first time I realized that I might not look good enough, and I started to care about what other people think about my exterior. I started to lose weight, do my makeup, and even got a cosmetic surgery when I was 16, because I wanted to use those tools to hide my imperfections. However, every time when others complimented my looks, I didn’t think those compliments for me, because all my beauty is artificial. As time passed by and I’m grew up, I recognized that everyone is beautiful in their own way, and nobody’s perfect. In the process of discovering my own beauty, I found my passion in makeup. I love to make myself look better, and I have a sense of achievement every time I see the transformation happening on my face. My definition of passion, is “something I would love to do every single day”, and I believe that I have passion in makeup artistry. Once I found the direction, my view of my future is not blurry anymore, it became more and more clear, because my passion is motivating me to move forward. I have no regrets for every decision I made, although in hindsight that surgery now seems unnecessary. Every move I made, helped me regain my confidence, and helped me find my passion, but most importantly, I learned how to accept my flaws and vulnerability.
"Scars to Your Beautiful" is a song I was listening to. The lyrics encouraged me and it helped me went through that period of time.
-Bella (Jiajie) He
I Need Help, I Need Guidance, I Need Love
I can imagine myself working in the psychological/medical field as a registered psychiatric nurse. In recent years I have discovered that I have a deep sense of empathy, especially for those who have suffered psychological trauma or those who struggle with addiction. Though it may not seem like it, but I have been there at least once in my life and I’m struggling with my own problems. I’m completely content with listening to others and their problems, in order to set them on the right path. I plan on using my underlying gift of empathy to give someone who is lost, a sense of direction, a sense of purpose, a reason to keep going in life. The problem is that first I have to overcome my own problems and I keep hurting myself because I don’t have the courage to do so. I’ve been so caught up in other people's problems that I’ve been ignoring my feelings which I’ve just been bottling up all the time. Because of this I suffer from severe mood swings even though I’m well past the stage of adolescence where such a thing is prevalent. One minute I can be utterly depressed and in another I’m in a fury, insulting my family, destroying various items, and a few times I’ve even turned to alcohol and cigarettes. With this I realized that in paying full attention to others and not caring for myself, I’m only hurting myself and throwing myself down a spiral of self-destruction. I am fully aware that I lack the courage to face my repressed memories and bottled-up feelings and lack hope for my future because if I can’t care for myself, what chance do I have of caring for someone else? In the end my mind is rattled with doubts and fears that I’ll never succeed in my pursuit for my dream career, or that I’m not cut out for my ideal job. In order for me to achieve that courage and hope I need to face my inner demons, I need help, I need guidance, I need love.
The reason I chose this list/article is because I match every single item on the list.
-Aidin Eagle Child
To Overcome Our Fears
When I was a little kid I was terrified of roller coasters. I would not get on them and just the thought of them freaked me out. Then eventually my parents convinced me to get on one and ever since then I couldn’t wait to ride them again. Then I realized that fear was the only thing that was holding me back from experiencing the fun I had been missing out on. Fear is the thing that dominates us and holds us back from achieving our true potential, whether that's something you’ve always wanted to try or the career you’ve always dreamed of having. Sometimes we just have to overcome our fears and follow our dreams. I always used to fear the thought of failing and if I was really choosing the right career path, but then I realized that I’m going to fail no matter what I do and that’s okay, because if you don’t fail you can’t learn and better yourself. Just like Elon Musk once said: “It’s only a failure if you don’t learn anything from it”. Failure is something that we should should embrace rather than fear. This is why it’s important to follow your dreams and never give up because you feel as if it won't work out or things get too difficult, but in reality life isn’t always easy and sometimes you just have to have the courage to overcome the difficulties life will throw your way. If you are truly passionate about something you will not give up, and you should never give up on your dreams because they are the true key to happiness. In my opinion you're not successful if you aren't truly happy and passionate about what you do.
I chose this link because it describes the things that most people allow to set them back and some of the issues I know have set me back at one point or another.
-Ethan Bourgeois
Someone is Always Watching
In my eyes my grandpa is a hero and he's also my family's hero. If anyone had a problem he would listen, he would be there on a troubling day just so they had someone to talk to. I don't know him as much as I would like to, but I can't change what happened, he passed away 15 years ago. I've always heard good things about him; he was the family stone, helping everyone in his sight. My mom would tell me that after she and my father separated she would still ask for m grandpa's help, and not once did he say no as it filled him with joy. As we both grow older I stayed healthy and he started to have health problems, but through all the hard times somehow he would still put others first and made sure that everyone smiled once through the day and most of the time it would come from him making jokes or funny faces. Through his tough times he taught me a very big lesson that we should help people no matter what others say because one good act can make the biggest difference in the world. I don't know if the lesson went on to the rest of my family, but I hope it did because if one little act can change the world, imagine what 8 or 10 little acts can do to the world.
When it was getting closer for him to meet the big man in the sky he showed his gratitude to all of those who stayed by his side, and to his family. He also showed lots of love, and the pain never stopped him from making someone smile. As I grow up I've always heard stories about him and how people could rely on him as he told you the truth and always knew the right thing to do. I’ve always wanted to be like him where people could rely on me, but for now I think it’s too much weight on my shoulders to consider this for a big group of people. I would like to see my grandpa again and the hope that I will one day brings me the courage I need to get through the rest of my life. As I was growing up I always heard about this awesome person and all the wonderful things he did, but all I can remember is him always sitting in a chair rocking back and forth and even that is a cloudy memory. As I hear more and more about him, I became more sad that this awesome person did so much and yet I remember so little about him. I still look up at the sky hoping that my grandpa is looking over me watching and helping me make the right choice. I never had the courage to talk about my grandpa until I was told how proud he would be to hear my words, and that finally gave me the courage to talk about him.
I chose this song because it helps me remember that I will see my grandpa and I can tell him my life story and how importation family is.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWfFm-fsXIc
-Mason Araki
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