Substance Abuse Blog Post

What are the dangers of using substances to alter body shape?  Give specific examples and consequences.  What are some healthy alternatives?

The dangers of using substances to alter body shape can vary drastically. It could be physical or mental consequences. Here is a list of some of the negative effects:

  • Insomnia.
  • Anxiety.
  • Weight loss.
  • Dependence and addiction.
  • Dehydration.
  • Tremors.
  • Increased heart rate and blood pressure.
  • Increased risk of stroke, heart attack, and cardiac arrhythmia.

The consequences can be unthinkable. Most of these drugs are performance-enhancing drugs, which means it boosts your performance in sports. Unfortunately, every drug has a side effect. The worst thing that can happen to you is to get fired from your profession. It could be the NBA, it could be club football. You can lose your income, or just die because of drug use. Since the effects of these drugs can cause anxiety, it can damage relationships and your life.

Some of the healthy alternatives to enhance performance is to live a healthy lifestyle. Don’t abuse or misuse things. At the end, the humans didn’t use artificial substances win.

Our One Day 2017 Project: The Cart

My friend Aiden and I were continuing to build on to our cart we made last year in ignite week. The cart was strong and it was pretty nice to sit on. The downside was, there were things that were coming loose and old. For One Day, we decided to replace things and add on to it to make sure it is safer and more comfortable to sit on.

At the end of One Day, we were able to add the protection in the back of the cart, do a maintenance check and tighten parts of the cart to make sure it doesn’t fall off.

We didn’t have many challenges throughout the day.

Here is our final project:

 

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Facing the Outside

Facing the Outside

 

It was a warm night in Cote d’Ivoire. I was walking on the dirt road next to my house with my parents. We were happy; we had enough food, and an education. Then I was going to tell my parents the best thing that happened to me in school.

“Mom, there something I want to sa…” CRACK! BOOM!

My ears rang, then I saw my parents lying on the ground, bleeding. My heart was empty, and I was confused. Then, my mouth was covered. I can’t breathe; I felt my vision backing up, then, Blackness.

I woke up, in the back of a car. I hear two men, talking and laughing. They were speaking French. I can’t really speak much French, but at least I still knew a little.

“Hey, we got a child with some muscle back there, we will earn so much money!”

I was alarmed, they’re selling me? To where? Am I going to see my parents? I couldn’t do anything about it. I only can stay in this filthy car.

“We got a big strong child there, how much do you give?”

“100 franc,” replied a man.

I was furious, how was I only worth 100? I wanted to scream in their face, saying that I was worth more than gold. I didn’t scream though. I didn’t want to risk a bullet in my body.

With all that thinking, I didn’t even notice what was happening. The two men carried me into the car, and they left. Leaving the driver and I.

“Hey, you back there!” he shouted, ”I’m the manager of the cocoa bean farm near here. This is what you should do when you get there: pick up the beans, plant the…”

He spoke for the whole ride. I fell asleep. I wish I regretted that though. Because for being “disrespectful” to him, he gave me a beating; and let me tell you, it was really painful.

It was a wooden whip, not a smooth one. One that gives you blisters. My whole back was bleeding. Even though the pain was incredible, I didn’t cry, I wanted to show the farmer that I was a man, a very useful one. Maybe he would be nicer to me in the future.

After the beating, I arrived at the cocoa bean farm entrance. It was dinner. My thought has been spoiled. The manager gave everybody rice porridge. No meat, no vegetables, no anything, just rice. Many newcomers complained, but the manager never listened into it. The complaining kids were sent to get a beating. My mind was literally bowing to them for they helped me not to complain about the food. But I felt sad for them. Most of the kids who complained were about 5 to 9 year old kids. A beating to them would hurt a lot more than me. So after the beating, I tried to make them feel better.

“Hey, kid, don’t worry about the pain, if you feel bad, you can always come to me,” I said softly.

“Thank you,” he said crying. He hugged me, even to me the hug felt better. Making me feel more confident for the next day.

The manager woke everybody up at five in the morning.

“WAKE UP! WAKE UP!” Screamed louder than a train.

He gave us orders, the kids who dry the beans, the kids who harvest the beans. Any unconfident kids made an automatic trip to the Drain. The Drain was the place we get a beating.

With only rice porridge everyday, I got skinnier and skinnier. And the burning temperature rose up to 95 degrees, made everybody feel miserable. But they couldn’t show it physically, we would get sent to the Drain.

Sometimes during work, I started thinking of my life weeks ago. I would go home from school, happily skipping home, and walking to the door and saying, I’m back! Mama would come and give me a big hug, and I coul play with Gail all afternoon. When I get back home, dinner was ready, I could smell the steaming soup, and spend my whole night with my family.

“Hey! Get back to work, you will get a beating and no food tomorrow!” He said furiously, “Follow me lad, to the Drain.”

Scream! Whip! At the Drain there were many kids. Especially the newcomers like me. Wooden whips were beating them all up; all of them had bloody backs. This scene was a scene I could never forget, the innocent kids getting beaten up, crying for their family. And for the first time in six years, I dropped a tear onto the ground, and started sobbing.

“GET UP KIDS! GET UP OR I WILL WHIP YOU!” The manager’s sound was again loud, but even louder. He was holding a thing shaped like a cone. It looked futuristic. It had many buttons, I was curious; I wanted to touch the cone-like gadget. Remember, son, don’t get too curious. Curiosity killed the cat. Mom’s words flowed past me. So I didn’t bother to look at it closely.

I worked hard, because when I get paid, I will buy some food and finally have something good to eat! I told my thoughts to some people.

“Hey, what will you do when you get paid by the farmer?” I asked.

“Are you dumb? The manager doesn’t pay you money,” a 15-year-old boy snorted.

I was so angry, I decided to march up to the manager’s house and protest. When I was walking to the manager’s house, I found a few other protesters. We all marched like soldiers into the farmer’s yard.

“Manager! Open the door!” I screamed on the top of my lungs.

When the manager opened the door, I could smell chocking smell of a cigarette, making me cough.

“What do you want?” The manager angrily.

“I want money,” I said firmly.

“No money, now get back to work, or to the Drain for all of you!”

I walked back to the farm. I saw this kid. I recognized him, and I walked towards him. Aman. It was Aman! I ran up to him,
“It’s so nice to see you Aman!”

“Me too,” said Aman, happily.

I was first very confused that Aman was here, but he told me that he was kidnapped and was sent here about a month ago. Aman also said that he found a secret exit and we can escape. I was so excited. I wanted to go now, to the outside, no slavery anymore! Aman told me to calm down. There were many guards and a fence. It would take a long time to get up. But the guards doesn’t matter, escaping was key!

 

 

 

After many trials, we still couldn’t get up the fence. It was three meters tall with seven guards. It was nearly impossible to escape.

One rainy night, there were no guards. Maybe because of the rain caused the guards to go back to their homes.

So we went under the cover of darkness, to the fence. After thinking about the escape plan for weeks, we thought we were experts. In seconds, we were over the fence and outside. We stared at each other, then at the forest ahead. Now I had a choice. Turn myself in, or disappear in to the forest.

We looked ahead and ran.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A War Between Two Nations

 

I was at Zimu’s house when I felt a tight grip in my head. It felt like it wanted to tell me something. What is it? I wondered.

***

At dinnertime, I finally knew what the message meant. Chess. Now I knew what I wanted to do.

 

So I asked Zimu, ”Do you want to play chess?”

 

He gave me a sour face, but he still went for it. We went upstairs, and he got his chess set.

 

After that, we started playing, I actually didn’t know that Zimu was that good at chess. He started checking me only a few minutes into the game. Every time his vicious queen stares into the eyes of my loyal king, I either run off, or call for defenses. The first time I ran. I ran into the defense of my knights. Geez. This is a hard game.

Unexpectedly, Zimu’s Mom called us, ”Come downstairs to eat some ice-cream!” I was so scared that I jumped up and almost knocked over the chessboard.

 

“You better be careful Davin, I hate to clean up things,” said Zimu.

 

When we went downstairs, we enjoyed one of the best ice-cream sandwiches I’ve ever tasted.

 

Zimu said with a mouthful, ”Mmm! This is the best ice-cream sandwich ever!”

 

“Let’s go upstairs, shall we? I want to continue, anyway.”

 

Zimu shook his head in disagreement. He wanted to play something else, like play video games for a little while then we continue.

 

“Okay,” I said.

 

The war continued, I first tried to check him but he escaped my hand of death. With Zimu’s skills, some of my pawns died. When my rook and bishop died, I got weaker and weaker. I had to stay alive. But I used a strategy and took over the center. This can maker the opponent has less space to move to. I started gaining power. I killed some of his pieces, and he killed some of mine. It was getting late after that. We needed to sleep.

***

Yawn! I made one of the biggest yawns I’ve ever made. Zimu and I prepared for the day. At breakfast, Zimu and I were looking at each other like enemies. After breakfast, we ran upstairs and continued our chess game. I started to lead. I was almost won but Zimu got past it. The game was getting more challenging while our pieces were getting killed. So that ended up having many empty spaces so Zimu can escape very easily.

 

“No! No No No! I am going to die!” Zimu cried.

 

“Don’t worry, you might win.”

 

“Okay, I’ll try,” Zimu said with bravery.

 

There were only 4 pieces on the board. But Zimu’s Dad said we were boys and we had to go outside and play sports. So we did that. We rode our bikes to the soccer field to play soccer. It was no fun playing with only two people. So Zimu called another friend called Jamie to come play with us. Zimu and Jamie were better at soccer than me. That ended up me losing badly in the small soccer match we played.

 

“I’m so thirsty,” I said. “Do you want to buy some drinks?” Zimu and Jamie both nodded in agreement.

 

We bought some energy drinks and went back home.

 

We ran upstairs, panting like a dog.­­­­­­ When we got to the Zimu’s room, we were sweating so badly. Like two people on an empty battlefield, just finding an enemy after hours of searching. Staring at each other, ready to attack them with their bare hands.

 

There were only 3 pieces left. I managed to corner Zimu’s king, and it was a checkmate. Zimu had nowhere to go anymore. I put my queen on his king and declared victory. I won! I won! Yes!!! But Zimu sighed in frustration.

 

So I patted him and the back and said, ” So, you want to watch the movie now?”

 

Then, I saw his face light up, like a newborn star.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A War Against Two Nations

A War Against Two Nations

 

I was at Zimu’s house when I felt a tight grip in my head. It felt like it wanted to tell me something. What is it? I wondered.

***

At dinnertime, I finally knew what the message meant. Chess. Now I knew what I wanted to do.

 

So I asked Zimu, ”Do you want to play chess?”

 

He gave me a sour face, but he still went for it. We went upstairs, and he got his chess set.

 

After that, we started playing, I actually didn’t know that Zimu was that good at chess. He started checking me only a few minutes into the game. Every time his vicious queen stares into the eyes of my loyal king, I either run off, or call for defenses. The first time I ran. I ran into the defense of my knights. Geez. This is a hard game.

Unexpectedly, Zimu’s Mom called us, ”Come downstairs to eat some ice-cream!” I was so scared that I jumped up and almost knocked over the chessboard.

 

“You better be careful Davin, I hate to clean up things,” said Zimu.

 

When we went downstairs, we enjoyed one of the best ice-cream sandwiches I’ve ever tasted.

 

Zimu said with a mouthful, ”Mmm! This is the best ice-cream sandwich ever!”

 

“Let’s go upstairs, shall we? I want to continue, anyway.”

 

Zimu shook his head in disagreement. He wanted to play something else, like play video games for a little while then we continue.

 

“Okay.” I said.

 

The war begun, I first tried to check him but he escaped my hand of death. With Zimu’s skills, some of my pawns died. When my rook and bishop died, I got weaker and weaker. I had to stay alive. But I used a strategy and took over the center. This can maker the opponent has less space to move to. I started gaining power. I killed some of his pieces, and he killed some of mine. It was getting late after that. We needed to sleep.

***

Yawn! I made one of the biggest yawns I’ve ever made. Zimu and I prepared for the day. At breakfast, Zimu and I were looking at each other like enemies. After breakfast, we ran upstairs and started our chess game. I started to lead. I was almost won but Zimu got past it. The game was getting more challenging while our pieces were getting killed. So that ended up having many empty spaces so Zimu can escape very easily.

 

“No! No No No! I am going to die!” Zimu cried.

 

“Don’t worry, you might win.”

 

“Okay, I’ll try,” Zimu said with bravery.

 

There were only 4 pieces on the board. But Zimu’s Dad said we were boys and we had to go outside. So we did that. We rode our bikes to the soccer field to play soccer. It was no fun playing with only two people. So Zimu called another friend called Jamie to come play with us. Zimu and Jamie were better at soccer than me. That ended up me losing badly in the small soccer match we played.

 

“I’m so thirsty,” I said. “Do you want to buy some drinks?” Zimu and Jamie both nodded in agreement.

 

We bought some energy drinks and went back home.

 

We ran upstairs, panting like a dog.­­­­­­ When we got to the Zimu’s room, we were sweating so badly. Like two people on an empty battlefield, just finding an enemy after hours of searching. Staring at each other, ready to attack them with their bare hands.

 

There were only 3 pieces left. I managed to corner Zimu’s king, and it was a checkmate. Zimu had nowhere to go anymore. I put my queen on his king and declared victory. I won! I won! Yes!!! But Zimu sighed in frustration.

 

So I patted him and the back and said, ” So, you want to watch the movie now?”

 

Then, I saw his face light up, like a newborn star.

 

 

 

 

 

 

How Can Accessing Clean Water Change the World

 

 

Having access to clean water makes a huge impact on human beings.

Firstly, a big reason of you getting so many diseases are eating or drinking a contaminated substance. Many people living in South East Asia, Africa, and South America lacks clean potable water. According to charitywater.org, they observe that sickness affects babies most. “Every 19 seconds a baby is lost to a water-related disease.” (charitywater.org) E. Coli is a disease found in contaminated food and water. E. Coli is a stomach disease and there is a chance of death. Also drinking contaminated water can make you catch other diseases too. This illuminates the importance clean water makes you healthy.

Secondly, girls spend most of their time to fetching water. Linda Sue Park states that girls spend half of the morning fetching water. “It would take her half a morning if she didn’t stop on the way…” (Park, page 1) If the water crisis were solved, girls can spend more time on other things, like finding an education, get a job, and create a family! This shows that the importance of clean water can save you time.

Lastly, with clean water, we can be capable of improving villages and growing crops. So people would want to move there to live. charitywater.org states, “Feeding our world takes 90% of our freshwater…” This illuminates the how importance water is overall.

In conclusion, water is a very important resource. Imagine having to drink weird tasting water everyday and not getting enough. We have to take of care it and don’t waste it. Your actions can make a lot of people look towards a better future.

Water is the Most Precious Resource

 

I think that water is the most precious resource. We should be more aware of it and learn how to protect it. Firstly, water is the most precious resource because we need it to live. We need to drink water to keep our bodies hydrated. For example, in A Long Walk to Water, Nya had to fetch water everyday so everybody in her family can drink water. Secondly, water created life. The first single-celled organisms were created and lived in the ocean. Plants and animals drink water too. For example, that’s why you see people watering plants and animals drinking water. Lastly, water is hard to make. For example, you must put two hydrogen molecules and one oxygen molecule under pressure to create water. So it’s better to just conse rve and save it. In conclusion, we should care about water and make it stay as long as possible.

Disclaimer: This writing piece only been written in the context of studying a book entitled A Long Walk to Water about the 21-year civil war in Sudan and the refugee crisis that accompanied to it.

 

Sep 24, 2015

Davin P 6-2

I am From

Where I’m From

I’m from LEGO® bricks as small as atoms
and bricks as big as the Earth.
I’m from toy car land,
cars zooming past me.

I’m from being a hero,
saving the world.
Rescuing humankind,
from dangerous alien attacks.
Like saving ants from a flood.
I’m the
king of the chess board,
commanding all
my troops
to battle.

I’m a side of Mac and Cheese on a scrumptious piece of BBQ.
The melting cheese
And the steaming BBQ,
Makes the ultimate,
heart-stopping combo.

I’m from people that say unruly things like
“LOL!” while sticking tongues out.
It’s a way to laugh,
but also a way to be rude and disrespectful.

I’m from a mad scientist
that likes to explore the mind-blowing universe.
I’m also an astronaut, who explores planets in deep space.
I’m from all these fascinating things

Duma Analysis

Duma is a cheetah that was adopted by a child named Xan when Duma was still a cub. Duma’s mom was ambushed by lions. Duma’s siblings were also killed. Xan trained Duma. So Duma won’t hurt Xan. Xan’s dad is helped Xan too with training. After Xan’s dad died, Xan and his Mom moved into the city. And Duma was sent to a preserve.

Rif is a man that Xan met when he ran away from home. He is an African and he is very nice. How is he nice? Well when Xan ditched Rif, Rif found Xan and saved him. He is a very unusual character. He also loves money.

I think this story is a story filled with adventure. I knew that the story would end with Duma was released.  This story could have been better if they exaggerated the story.

 

A Year Down Yonder

1.  Explain the changes in your character during the story of the book.  Relate these to what happened in the story.

At first Mary Alice didn’t want to go to grandma’s house. But after she wanted to because of all the fun things that happened. Like hunting, the winter play, valentines day, and falling in love.

2.  Summarize the plot of the story (Introduction, Rising Action, Climax, Conclusion)
     Mary Alice doesn’t want to go to grandma’s house and go to school. Mary is in 10th grade. And this book is about all the stuff that’s happening to her. She started liking to stay at grandma’s because of the winter play, followed by valentines day, hunting, and falling in love.
3.  Describe a character from the story other than the one you answer question #1 to.
   John Green is a lodger and paints houses in Chicago. He is from New York. He lives in grandma’s for a while. And he is not a normal guy because he does some weird things.
4.  Make three connections – text to text, text to self and text to world.  Describe each one completely.
      The text to text connection is that all of these books I read: So Far From the Bamboo GroveDragon Keeper, and A Year Down Yonder. All the main characters in these books, Yoko, Ping, and Mary Alice. All live in poor conditions, and don’t have much money.
      The text to self connection is that they Yoko and Mary Alice both went to school. But definitely not as good as ISB.
      The text to world connection is that all of these characters, lives in real places on Earth. Yoko was Korea and Japan, Ping was China, and Mary was Chicago.

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