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The person that I am writing about for Dia De Los Muertos is my great-grandmother, her name was Rosa-Lee Nixon. SHe is my grandmother’s mom and my mother’s grandma. She was 83 years old when she died. Rosa died in 2005 from a health condition that I don’t know about. She meant a lot to me because she was my great grandmother, and even though I didn’t really get to see her as often because she lived in another state, she was still very close to me. She held me when I was a couple days old, when we went to visit her in North Carolina. She was a very loving mother, grandmother and great-grandmother to us and as rich as gold, that’s why I am making this skull and mask in remembrance of her. She showed the most care and love to each of her nine children. Rosa-Lee did whatever she could to support her family. She didn’t have too big of an impact on me, but she for sure did on my grandma. They were very close, and she named my grandmother after her. My sugar skull reflects my great grandmother because the mask and skull are mostly red. Her name is Rosa so I think of a rose every time I hear her name. On the sugar skull I put a ring because she was married and loved jewelry especially rings. On the back of the skull I tried to draw the flag of North Carolina because that is where she was born. Rosa took care of anybody, no matter if you were a stranger or not. I have red flower that resembles a rose for her name. She loved jewelry so I put glitter on the mask and skull to resemble diamonds and gold. Every year in August we celebrate her life and my great grandfather’s life. We have a memorial in remembrance of their lives. So it’s like I’m celebrating Day of the Dead, but without the skulls, and masks, and other decorations, just with my family and family friends and food. She was a blessing to us.

 Dia de los Muertos has opened my mind up about celebrating loved ones because it shows that I don’t have to just cry and be really sad that this person passed away. We can celebrate their life and their accomplishments to remember them. No matter what religion you are, you can celebrate Day of the Day because here in America we don’t really have a way of celebrating someone’s life when they die.

Spanish Eulogy

Buenos tardes, mi nombre es Egipto Bracey y yo tengo dieciséis años. Yo soy la bisnieta de Rosa-Lee Nixon. Rosa-Lee Nixon fue de Plymouth, North Carolina, y ella se modo a Washington County, North Carolina en 1993. Mis bisabuelos construido una casa para sus hijos en Plymouth, NC. Ella es afroamericano mujure. Rosa fue a niño adoptado y ella es la hermana fuera de diez hijos. Ella es la abuela de mi madre, Tiffany, y mamá de mi abuela Rosa. Rosa fue a muy fuerte mujer y ella siempre tomé cuidando de se. Ella esta un muy cariñoso persona y nosotros encantados ella. Yo soy en un positivo juego de mente. Cuando yo fui más joven, yo fui muy emocional porque ella fue mi bisabuela y yo encantado ella. Esto mujer fue un bendición para mi. Yo no estoy triste, pero yo estoy cuando nosotros tenemos nuestra reunión de familia, yo lloro.

En conclusión, mi bisabuela fue una bendición para mi y yo encantado ella. Yo soy muy feliz de celebrar su vida. Dia de los Muertos abierto mi mente sobre de celebración mi seres queridos porque yo gusto apreciar ella.

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Just a few months ago I had to put my cat to sleep. She was very sick and you could tell that she wasn’t at all happy. She wouldn’t eat. She wouldn’t drink. And she wasn’t using her litter box at all. She wouldn’t even clean herself. So we decided to take her to the vet. It turned out that she had a hole in the roof of her mouth. The veterinarian told my dad and I that mucus was dripping down from her nasal cavity into her digestive track causing her to become sick. He also told us that she possibly could have a tumor in there as well causing the hole to not properly heal. If we were to give our cat treatment it would have put her in a lot of pain, it would have cost thousands of dollars, and we didn’t know how many years she had left in her either. So we had to make the very tough decision of putting her to sleep. This was a extremely sad moment in my life that I will never forget, especially since I chose to be in the room while she was put under.

Her whole life she couldn’t see very well because she was born cross eyed. Even though she was cross eyed she had deep blue eyes with what looked like very dull sparkles of red and yellow. Near the end of her life her vision worsened to the point where she could barely see to the point where she could only see the distinction of shapes right in front of her. And on top of that her hearing was going as well. You would have to be at least 5 feet away from her so that she could hear your voice.

Every night in the middle of the night she would yowl as if she was lost in hallway and couldn’t find her way to my room. I would have to loudly coax her into my room so that she would stop. Sometimes she wouldn’t even come into my room though. So I would either have to hiss at her until she would go away or go get her and bring her back into my room.

Every day after I would come home from school she would hop up on my lap and stay there for as long as I would let her. She would purr up a storm and feel like a warm puffball laying in my lap. She would also come and snuggle up next to me in bed at night. She had a thing for getting as close to your face as she could. Sometimes to the point where she would be directly on your pillow. She was always just happy to be around people.

I decided to use my cat as my topic for this project because she was a very big part of my life. She was always there as long as I could remember even when I was little. Infact my dad had actually had her since before I was even born. In all my memories of my dad’s house she was always laying on the couch, someone’s bed, or someone’s lap. She wasn’t a very active cat and would never play with a toy either. She didn’t even care much for catnip. But she would always cheer you up by laying on your lap if you had a bad day. Her climbing into your lap and laying there would always relieve you of stress and anxiety.

My sugar skull reflects my cat because it is painted red, yellow, and blue to represent the colors of her eyes. These colors represent her eyes. Even though her eyes were very blue I could always notice very dull sprinks of yellow and red in them as well. I decided not to include any gray on my skull because I never felt that the color of her fur fit her personality even though it was a very pretty tone of grey.

Día de los Muertos has made me realize that we shouldn’t mourn the passing of our loved ones. Is that what they would have wanted? For us to cry over them? For us to only think that we will never see them again? I personally don’t think so. I think that they would have wanted us to celebrate all of the good times that we had with them. To remember who they were and what they meant to us, what the did for us, and how they were apart of our lives. To cherish the time we were able to spend with them. I will always remember my cat fondly, And I will never forget her. I hope that she is in a better place and isn’t in pain any more. Her name was cat and she lived to be sixteen years old.

Panegírico

Mi nombre es Aedan Will. Mi proyecto es acerca mi gata. Ella fue un grande parte de la familia. Ella fue muy perezoso. Ella tuvo gris piel. Ella tuvo azules ojos. Ella fue de wisconsin. Ella fue siempre en el tercero piso de mi casa. A el fin de ella vida, ella fue muy enfermo. Ella no comer. Este hecho me muy triste. Ella fue una larga parte de mi vida. Yo voluntad nunca olvido ella.

Abdulmar Tucker                                                                              November 11, 2015

                   My Grandma

The person that passed was my beloved grandma Haja Baindu. She was born December 5, 1942 and passed away June 15, 2003. She meant the world to me. She took care of me from a very young  age until I she died. She was a very moderate , friendly,  multicultural , and really easy going woman .Her  heart  was  big  enough  to  fill  a  room . At  a  young  age  I  recognized  her  as  my  2nd   mother  and  treated  her  as  so . Even  though  her  heart  was  big  and  was  a  caring  person ,  she wasn’t  to  tolerate  nonsense . She  disciplined  me  and  my  other  two  cousins  all  the  time . We  gave  her  a  huge  headache . She  didn’t  really  have  a  job ,  but  she  loved  taking  care  of  kids  as if  it  were  her  passion . Some   would  say  she  was  a  personal  babysitter .  We  shared  a lot  of  things  such  as  our  favorite  color  and  food .Not  only  was  she  like  a  mother  to  me ,  but  she  was  an  important  pillar  in  the  family . It  was  a  grim  day  for  non-family  and  family.

I  chose  to  do  the  sugar  skull  on  my  grandma  hadja  because  she  is  the  one  of  the  few  people  I  was  affected  by  when  she  died . When  she  died  I  was  four  and  I  remained  calmed  until  they  brought  out  the  casket . Some  would  say  I  was  in   a  state  of  shock . I convinced  my  brother  to  tell  them  to  open   the  casket .  Once  I  saw  her  body  I  began shouting  ,  kicking   and  screaming   for  her . I  even  reached  in  to  feel   her  cold  ,  now  lifeless  hand .  I  gazed  at   her  5’3 ,  big  boned  body  with  dreary  eyes . She   was  80  when  she   died . They  buried   her  body  in   her  home  town   of  sierra  leone . After  she  died  I  didn’t  look  at  death  the  same  or  take  it  serious .  I  lost  lots  of  people  in  my  life ,  but  never  would  I  cry . That  was  the  last  day  I  cried  over  anyone . When  Ms.Moran  brought  up  this  project ,  she  was   the  first  person  I  thought  of  for  this  project .  I  decided  I  wanted  to  show  my  love  and  appreciation  for  her  through  this  creative  project .Dia  de  los  muertos  is  a  happy  time  after  all.

My  Sugar skull  reflects  my  grandmother  by  incorporating   things  about  her .  I  had  made  the  rings   around  her  eyes  blue  because  that  was  her  favorite  color (mine too). That  wasn’t  the  only   purpose  for  the  blue . It  also  represented  one  of  the  three  sierra leonean  colors ( blue, white , and green),  which  are  all  included .  The  colors  on  the   flag  mean  green  symbolizes   agriculture ,  mountains ,  and  natural  resources ,  white  represents  unity  and  justice ,  and  blue  the  sea  and   the  natural   harbor  in  Freetown . I  added  them  because  she  was  a  little  patriotic . I added  the  google  eyes  to  show  off  her  beautiful  eyes .  I  added  the  brown  to  show  her  skin and  how  down  to  earth  she  was . Even  Though  she  was  down  to  earth  and  well  rounded , she was  able  to  dazzle  up . She  loved  to  dress  me  up  all  the  time   even  if  I  wasn’t  gonna  go  anywhere .  I  also  added  yellow  to  represent  the  color  of  the  oil  of  our  favorite  african  dish , potato   leaf.

On  the  skull ,  I  tried  to  paint  a  brown  hijab  to  represent  that  she  was  a  muslim  and  I  painted  a  crescent  and  star  to  represent  that  she  made  haj . Haj  is  the  pilgrimage  to  the  kabba .

Día  de  los  Muertos  has  opened  my  mind  to  the  celebration  of  my  loved  ones ,  by  showing  me  that  there  are  greater  things  to  do  when  a  loved  one  passes  then   my  own  traditions .

Eulogy

Mi  llamo  es  Abdulomar  Tucker .  Yo  soy  actualmente  inscribirse  en  Academia  de  liderazgo  de  ciencia  @Beeber  escuela  secundaria .  Mi  abuela  es  de  Sierra  Leona . Ellá  entonces  venir  a  vivir  en  waterford , new  jersey  a  venir  con  mi  tio  Ali  en  diciembre  diecisiete ,  1985 .  Ella  era una  persona  a  la  tierra  con  una  personalidad  cariñosa ,  pero  ella  no  tenía  Mieda  a  la  disciplina .  Ella  también  amaba  a  leer  y  escribir  Árabe .  Mentalmente  estoy  en  un  estado  donde  estoy  simplemente  bien . Para  tener  exactos  no  tengo  miedo  de  la  muerte  ni  hacer  verlo  como  un  gran  problema . Cuando  la  gente  muere  ahora  y  todo  el  mundo  está  llorando  que  sólo  no  faze  me .  Yo  no  incluso  como  a  tener  alrededor .  Corazón   que   no   la   vista  , corazón  que   no  siente.En general, creo que esto me hizo pensar si no estoy conectado a mis sentimientos en general. Este proyecto me hizo quieres aprender más sobre mi abuela. Fui deseo saber más.  Tal vez fui  acostumbrará a compartir mis sentimientos y me ayudará a ser una persona más saludable.

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