That Day That Only Comes Once a Year

“I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky”

Figuratively, symbolically, and literally, flying has come to mean freedom. And we all know why to say the least. All of us at least one time in our lives have wanted to soar like the birds and glide through the air.

So let’s travel back to the early 1900’s on that very special day, December 17th (probably the best day ever:D).

“For some years, I have been afflicted with the belief that flight is possible to man. My disease has increased in severity and I feel that it will soon cost me an increased amount of money if not my life.” Orville and Wilbur Wright were two brothers with big dreams. They aspired to create the flying machine but had failed numerous times. Realizing they would need an engine, they designed their own, and in order to test potential models, they created their own wind tunnel. Their first designs were based off of kite and glider designs as the brothers tried to perfect their pilot skills. From there, the brothers experimented with innumerable models spanning from gliders with no tails and pointed up noses to biplanes.

Finally, on December 17, 1903 the brothers succeeded! On their fourth and last try, Wilbur flew 852 feet in 57 seconds, an amazing feat never been done before. As soon as they could, they sent this telegram to their father: “Success four flights Thursday morning all against twenty one mile wind started from level with engine power alone average speed through air thirty one miles longest 57 seconds inform Press home Christmas.”

Thanks to the Wright brothers, traveling has become a normal practice today. They paved the way for our trip to the moon and the connections we can make with those even halfway across the world. I will always remember to persevere, never give up, and to aim for the sky.

In honor of the Wright brothers…

Sentence Pattern 3: With the right qualities–passion, courage, and determination–anything is possible.

Sentence Pattern 4: For the Wright brothers, their discovery was merely an accomplishment of their dreams; for all of us, a new way to experience the world.


A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

I chose this amazing comic that you should check out by clicking on the link or looking below:)

Why did you choose it?

This comic reminded me of the many conflicts that we face today: racism, refugee crises, aggression… The list goes on forever. And, it kind of just re-sparked some of the thoughts I had a while back.

How does it speak to you?

Going back to my thoughts, I believe that this comic/quote depicts one of the most significant issues that we all face today. We all learn from quite a young age to love one another even those that are different from who we are, yet why does the world have such a hard time understanding this? It’s really quite sad how prejudices and discrimination of others are all inevitably a part of us. No one can live a life free of judgmental thoughts. Also, the fact that issues do not become a problem until we are directly affected by them shows how we automatically set others apart from ourselves. If we could just demolish these massive barriers and see those for who they truly were, we would discover so many similarities… We all just want to be happy:D

What is important about the text?

I love the simplicity and yet the deepness of this quote. I also feel that the way in which these words are expressed allows for all people to understand. Instead of writing in a vague and elaborate way, the conciseness of the text also parallels the straightforwardness of this observation on mankind. We often are not cognizant of the most important and apparent similarities that we all share.

What is important about the images?

The images definitely add a lot of substance to the quote. I personally would not have felt the same emotions if the text had been by itself or illustrated in a different way. The portrayal of the monk and the protector as such contrasting beings yet trying to secure the same sacred object further emphasizes how our outward differences can cause misconceptions of our beliefs. The actions and the facial expressions of the two characters also further pushes the reader to better comprehend what the words of the text are trying to portray. I love the last scene where the monk and the protector work together to fix the tower and I hope that someday we too, as all part of mankind, will achieve this!


In Honor of Those Who Served Us

Since today happens to be a pretty important day, I couldn’t help but to find a news article about 9/11. It’s not especially filled with text, but there are a lot of nice photographs that help to depict the effect of this event that happened only 14 years ago.

My favorite photographs have got to be numbers 6, 9, 14, and 16. I find it ironic for the flag in number 6 to be described as “a tiny American flag” because our flag has so much more symbolic meaning. I also found number 14 to be moving and very solemn in that a mother must “[carry] a lanter to place at her daughter’s name on the Wall of Names.” How frightened must here daughter have been to be flying in her last airplane without being able to see her mother for the last time…

I find it quite awe-inspiring that we still commemorate the victims and servers of 9/11 with the degree of respect and gratitude that we show today. We often make it a point to wear red, white, and blue to show our support for those families that were devastatingly hurt and torn apart by this land marked event.

Personally, I have very little to no memory of the terrorist attacks (I was lucky enough to have a picture taken of my parents and me on top of the twin towers before they were destroyed when I was really little:)); however, I still feel a strong connection to this moment that has been imprinted into American history.

I believe that there is something that we all often overlook during our busy lives: even the smallest attempts, the smallest considerations, and the smallest expressions of love can make greatly impactful changes. When commemorating days such as this one, I hope that we really take some time to reflect on not only the event itself, but the many things that we can learn from it and the possible ways in which we can truly help those people that have been affected:)

Thank you to those who risked their own lives to secure the lives of others (like mine) who they may have never known. Your sacrifices will never be forgotten. God bless America!

My Writing Life

My Writing Life Personal Interview

I write a lot because of school. Notes, college apps (ugh, possibly the worst things ever invented), projects, papers, homework, blog (right here, every week), English journal, summaries…

The list goes on FOREVER


What is your writing life besides the assignments you’re required to do for school?

I’ve got to say that I don’t actually write that much out of school even if I have some free time (once in a lifetime:)). When I do though, I like to simply write my thoughts down concerning the day, school, or just life in general and poems. They’re not exactly poems but I enjoy fusing free verse into acrostics (usually I’m the only one who understands them though…) once in a while. I like writing normal poems too:)

What do you write?

Any special/unique thoughts that happen to come to mind that I want to continue remembering, questions about my life and life in general, prayers

Where do you write it?

In a number of different journals (I can’t seem to fill up a whole journal. Before I know it I’m starting in a new notebook), any scrap pieces of paper, plain notebook paper… basically on anything close by that could possibly withstand some shoving into drawers/closets/shelves/folders:)

Do you share your writing with anyone? If so, who? 

Sometimes I share my writing with my parents (though sadly they often have a difficult time deciphering my vague and abstract thoughts:D). If I have something very personal though, I usually keep it to myself.

Why do you write?

It’s simply amazing!

What does writing do for you?

Writing expands my very limited means of communicating my true thoughts, allows me to be artistic, helps me to better understand how I actually think (my brain is a pretty jumbled mess), organize my thoughts, bring out the true me

Would you like to expand your writing life?

Yes and no.

Yes because I truly believe that having the ability to write is an amazing talent and asset. It allows you to open up and provides you with an opportunity to mask yet express your deepest, darkest secrets/concerns.

No because I think that sometimes its best just to write when you gain a sudden spark of inspiration or have learned something significant in your life even if it means you only seriously write a couple of times a year (we write a lot in school anyway:)). These moments don’t just pop out daily.

If you could invest time in writing seriously on any subject or in any genre, what would you choose? Why?

I’d love to write about humanity:)

It’s something I’ve always been interested in and pondered since I was quite young. Why does the world work the way it does? I’d really enjoy being able to write about everything that I have learned (even though I’ve still got a long way to go) and share/discuss it with others. My Odd Hope, my dreams, my thoughts, and what continues to push me forward:D