Writing for HS, AM (Scalice, '07)
Brian Huynh
Posted by bhuynh at 2007/07/07 21:35:16 PDT
Edited at 2007/07/08 16:26:06 PDT

The Response:

The essay is an interesting read. I didn't understand some of it, incuding the part about Nazareth, and the "words of Ezekiel". It was much more of a rant than a persuasive essay. The author drones on and on about how the rich people drink $100 bottles of champagne, have Hummers and great big mansions while others are suffering and dying. I realize that this is an important issue throughout the world, but I've read one to many articles like this. It merely seems like twenty six different letters rearranged into hundreds of different combinations.

I am not persuaded into thinking that the world is wrong and that we need to change the world. I realize that the world is corrupt and full of selfish dipwads that only want money for themselves, but there's not much we can do. Jose Porfirio Miranda's quote was confusing because I do not know who "Sarte" is. Despite that fact, I do agree with what he says. But as Fromm said, humans are part of the animal kingdom, and we do have some animal-like characteristics, although we have shed most of our instincts away. Miranda's quote is merely an example of how humans compete for whatever we need and want; a distant relationship with animals and their competition for food and water when their population exceeds the carrying capacity.


Posted by bhuynh at 2007/07/05 11:54:34 PDT
July 5th, 2007

Excercise #1
I swung and I heard a crack of the bat as I whipped the aluminum bat around.

I swung, with all my strength, and I heard a loud distinct crack of the bat as I quickly whipped the slender aluminum bat around.

Excercise #2
Tangible Nouns:
Laptops
Baseballs
Converse shoes
Green pastels
Arrowhead water bottles
Blackboard
Cheesecake
Green stick-note
Bushes
Fireworks
Fire
Fuse

Intangible Nouns:
Democracy
Communism
Diversity
Love
Hatred
Similarities
Religion
the Force
Emotion
Happy

Metaphors:
The fireworks of happiness.
The fire of emotions.
The fireworks of diversity.


Posted by bhuynh at 2007/06/28 10:43:00 PDT
Edited at 2007/07/05 09:43:55 PDT
I love baseball...

Baseball is my favorite sport. I have been playing for three years and hopefully for a fourth year for my high school baseball team. I have had many different, embarrassing, but fun experiences from playing baseball. One of the most memorable times of my baseball career was when I hit my first over-the-fence run. Despite the fact that it was a foul, and not a home run, I had still cleared the outfield fence and the ball had flown a good way past it.

It was my second at bat for that game, and I had a two - two count on me. The muddied baseball came hurtling at me for the fifth pitch and I readied my bat. I swung and I heard a crack of the bat as I whipped the aluminum bat around. The adrenaline in my blood spiked and with the small crowd and my team in the dugout roaring for me, I dropped the gray, metal bat, and sprinted towards first. I turned my head to see the baseball in mid-air, just barely clearing the left-hand side of the yellow left field foul post. My black cleats hit first base as I heard the umpire yell,"FOUL!" I glanced over my shoulder and saw my coaches running outside the chain-linked fence to pick up the beaten baseball. Although I was dissapointed that it wasn't a home run, I grudgingly went back to home plate for another hit and got a double.

Another unforgettable moment I have had from playing baseball was a few years ago when I was playing shortstop. There was a man on first, who was leading off, and the batter hit a pop-up to me. It was an easy catch, no blinding sun in my eyes, but yet, as it landed in my leather, eleven-and-a-half inch glove, I fumbled it. I can clearly remember watching my hands juggle the ball as the runner on first base tore from his spot and ran to second. I kept desperately trying to toss the ball to the second baseman, but it did not work. My coach yelled, clutching the chain-linked fence, "It's not a bar of soap!"

Eventually, I chucked the ball at the first baseman, but it was too late for an out. I was furious at myself for making that error, but eventually I let it go. I have made better plays in my life, but these memories will always stay with me.

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