SPANISH Q1 BENCHMARK
By Aedan Will
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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