I Am Poem For Soldier

I am the stethoscope to the beating of your heart
I wonder if your heart will stop
I hear the wind stop
I see the soldiers fall
I want to beat death
I am the stethoscope to the beating of your heart

I pretend to be like a superman
I feel the coldness of your skin
I touch the hardness of your bones
I worry I can't help in time
I cry for the dead
I am the stethoscope to the beating of your heart

I understand I am one person
I say keep fighting for your life
I dream of the birds flying towards heaven
I try everything I can to keep you in this world
I hope I did not have my own kriptonite
I am the stethoscope to the beating of your heart

I Am Poem

I AM

I am the key to the locked chest
I wonder why people always try to open the chest
I hear the machines drilling
I see the people trying
I want it to stop
I am the key to the locked chest

I pretend that people mind their own business
I fell mad that they keep they never stop
I touch the chest to close it harder
I worry they might get in
I cry to make them stop
I am the key to the locked chest

I understand that they are just curious
I say the curiosity killed the cat
I dream for all this to end
I try to understand them
I hope the chest never opens
I am the key to the locked chest

the journey to happiness

short letter

Dear,
Corporal Dewey, Duane E. I would like to thank you for your bravery in the battlefield. By absorbing the full blast from the grenade you risked your life. Not many people would do that and you did. You helped your nation fight for ther freedom and safety of the people. You have set an example of the perfect person, the perfect American. You have also helped me to show me to fight for the lives of others because it is the right thing. I wish there could be a parade for all Medal of Honor recipeins. Or to be an official holiday. Once agian thankyou for all you have done.

Sincerely, Vicente Diaz

Medal Of Honor

DEWEY, DUANE E.

Rank and organization: Corporal, U.S. Marine Corps Reserve, Company E, 2d Battalion, 5th Marines, 1st Marine Division (Rein.).
Place and date: Near Panmunjom, Korea, 16 April 1952.
Entered service at: Muskegon, Mich. Born: 16 November 1931, Grand Rapids, Mich.
Citation:
For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at the risk of his life above and beyond the call of duty while serving as a gunner in a machinegun platoon of Company E, in action against enemy aggressor forces. When an enemy grenade landed close to his position while he and his assistant gunner were receiving medical attention for their wounds during a fierce night attack by numerically superior hostile forces, Cpl. Dewey, although suffering intense pain, immediately pulled the corpsman to the ground and, shouting a warning to the other marines around him. bravery smothered the deadly missile with his body, personally absorbing the full force of the explosion to save his comrades from possible injury or death. His indomitable courage, outstanding initiative, and valiant efforts in behalf of others in the face of almost certain death reflect the highest credit upon Cpl. Dewey and enhance the finest traditions of the U.S. Naval Service.
I have a difficult time in thanking Corporal Dewey, Duane. E for his great service and bravery for his nation. I don’t think that even the Medal Of Honor is enough to thank Corporal Dewey, Duane. E. I just want to say thank you.

new goals accomplished

Well first of all I have not accomplished as many goals as last time. One that I have accomplished is to play the drums in DMB better. I used to have problems playing some of the beats. Now I even help other people learn to play the drum. I hope to learn how to play other drums now.

The sad part is that there are some goals that I will not be able to accomplish anymore. Some of those goals are to not get any homework letters. The weird thing is that the only class I have gotten homework letters is my English class. Which is the reason why I am writing this blog. I am kind of forced to do my homework because if I don't do it and get more than 4 homework letter I get a parent conference. Another goal that I will not be able to accomplish is not get any detentions. I have already gotten 1 detention for untucking my shirt.

Dreams and more Dreams

"Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring." by Martin Luther king J.R.

This quote really meant a lot for the audience because that is what the audience really wanted. What Martin Luther King J.R. meant in that speech was that he wanted free everywhere. He did not just whant freedom in one state or in the U. S. he whanted freedom everywhere, the whole world. His audience, the black people, were really happy because they would love to be free anywhere they go. They share the same dream as Martin Luther King J.R.

What this quote meant to me was basically the same thing that the quote mentioned. To be able for one to have freedom everywhere. In this case it was for the black people. I think that the quote is something that has come true for in the U.S. but probably not for in the whole world. There are probably still places in where not just black people but probably some other people are not free. I hope one day that dream will come true.

A Dream Deferred
by Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up

like a raisin in the sun?

Or fester like a sore-

And then run?

Does it stink like rotten meat?

Or crust and sugar over-

like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags

like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?

What happens to a depressed soul?

by Vicente Diaz

Does it crumble

Like a dry leaf being stepped on?

Or digs a hole deeper inside

And then sink in it?

Does it smell like the stench of blood?

Or taste like the chanse of hope?

Maybe it just tears you inside

Like bullet throught your heart?

Or does it collapse on you

Like a rocket crashing down on solid rock?