I just finished this today. I took 88 pictures while I was babysitting the Haymores, then I put it all together and added animations and sounds. Prepare yourself.
Wow.
Ya I started writing in my journal about some of my memories. This is the whole thing:
6/7/09??
I have made the decision to pray, read my scriptures, and journal write every day. I have been actually been doing it for a few days now, but just in another journal. Summer has been here now for less than three weeks now. On Thursday, May twenty-something-or-other, was the last day of sixth grade (since I have a last b-day). When the day came, we had a lot of fun. Like everyyear, we had a bunch of field activities, including water games. We actually did a lot of fun stuff for the whole last week, including the yearky 6th-grade-vs.-staff softball game. Of course, staff won. It was still really awesome, though. After my last turn, I drained myself out singing out random songs ,including '80's songs, with friends (I wasn't even watching the game by that point.). Oh, and a bunch of people had to use the tee, even the really good people, cause it was a really hard pitch. We kids didn't have 3 tries, we just did it until we hit. When I hit (with the tee), I did a fronthand spring to first base! :) Anyway... I have been to that school since sometime in the beginning kindergarden after living in MA... so I have known those people forever! Very few are goiung to my junior high. My friends and I all were bawling! We have had so many , like, awesome times! I can't remember too much, but I remember having a debate over whether Alexander the Great was a hero or villain. I called him neither, but was just on the hero's side anyway. I guess I am very persuasive... I convinced a lot of undecided people! It's hard to decide, but if you really look into it, he is. Also, we wanted a debate over global warming or something very worldy like that, but Miss Cantafio said no since it would take two days and still not be over! I think we still had it though, since I know that I was one of the very few people (along with Brady) who thinks it is just plain STUPID!!!!!!!! but ya... Yes. Our class was very serious when it came to that kind of stuff. Gosh. There's so much more I could say, but I should stop.
For the past couple of months now, I have been totally obsessed with Greek mythology... mostly after I started the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series by Rick Riordan.
These are the first three.
The fourth.
The fifth and last.
Okay, I said The Last Olympian is the last, even though there's this one. This is more of a side-for-fun book. There are mini stories and also info about the characters in the characters' own points of view. I might be wrong, though, cause I've never really read it. I went to the library in hopes to get it, but there were only two copies in the whole district, both out, and eleven holds.
I would say who all of these characters are, but I don't want to spoil anything. I'll just say that the guy in the top-middle picture with the orange Camp Half-Blood shirt and celestrial bronze sword in Pery Jackson, who tells the story. These are only a few of the MANY characters throughout the series.
Let me just give you an idea of the series. The first book is about a troubled twelve-year-old named Percy Jackson who finds out that Greek mythology is real and still goes on and that his dad is one of the Greek gods. The rest of the series goes on because of one little problem that starts at the very end of The Lightning Thief.
For Halloween (even though that was before I read those books) I was Artemis (Mom's idea, but I so-o-o thank her. ). Artemis is the Greek goddess of the hunt, childbirth, the moon, the wild things, etc., and is the twin to the sun (etc.) god Apollo and daughter of Zeus and Leta (?????). I think since Hera was angry at Zeus (her HUSBAND) for having kids with Leta (?????), she banned Leta from the country, so as soon as Artemis was BORN, she helped her mother cross the channel and give birth to Apollo. And.... Artemis wanted to be free (without boys) and so she was "a maiden forever." Oh! Also she had the Hunters.
This is a REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY bad picture!! Like this photographer just came up to me at the party and, like, quickly took pics, even though I wasn't really ready.
Some important Aretmis stuff....
Okay, here is a picture of the Parthenon. It is an old temple to the goddess Athena in Athens, Greece and still stands today. See those columns? Those are an example to a very famous Greek style. Now every time I see columns like that (and other Greek stuff), I get all excited and stuff cause it's Greek. I probably annoy people like that, but it's just, like, so-o-o AWESOME!
Also, my name is Katherine. Guess what? It means pure in Greek!
Yes, I know. Greek stuff rules.
These are the first three.
The fourth.
The fifth and last.
Okay, I said The Last Olympian is the last, even though there's this one. This is more of a side-for-fun book. There are mini stories and also info about the characters in the characters' own points of view. I might be wrong, though, cause I've never really read it. I went to the library in hopes to get it, but there were only two copies in the whole district, both out, and eleven holds.
I would say who all of these characters are, but I don't want to spoil anything. I'll just say that the guy in the top-middle picture with the orange Camp Half-Blood shirt and celestrial bronze sword in Pery Jackson, who tells the story. These are only a few of the MANY characters throughout the series.Let me just give you an idea of the series. The first book is about a troubled twelve-year-old named Percy Jackson who finds out that Greek mythology is real and still goes on and that his dad is one of the Greek gods. The rest of the series goes on because of one little problem that starts at the very end of The Lightning Thief.
For Halloween (even though that was before I read those books) I was Artemis (Mom's idea, but I so-o-o thank her. ). Artemis is the Greek goddess of the hunt, childbirth, the moon, the wild things, etc., and is the twin to the sun (etc.) god Apollo and daughter of Zeus and Leta (?????). I think since Hera was angry at Zeus (her HUSBAND) for having kids with Leta (?????), she banned Leta from the country, so as soon as Artemis was BORN, she helped her mother cross the channel and give birth to Apollo. And.... Artemis wanted to be free (without boys) and so she was "a maiden forever." Oh! Also she had the Hunters.This is a REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY bad picture!! Like this photographer just came up to me at the party and, like, quickly took pics, even though I wasn't really ready.
Some important Aretmis stuff....
Okay, here is a picture of the Parthenon. It is an old temple to the goddess Athena in Athens, Greece and still stands today. See those columns? Those are an example to a very famous Greek style. Now every time I see columns like that (and other Greek stuff), I get all excited and stuff cause it's Greek. I probably annoy people like that, but it's just, like, so-o-o AWESOME!Also, my name is Katherine. Guess what? It means pure in Greek!
Yes, I know. Greek stuff rules.
You know what's annoying? A five-year-old and an eight-year-old brother both singing opera.
So I have to give a talk today in Sacrament Meeting, and this is it:
Many kids dream about their future careers. When I am older, I want to be an author, work with animals or maybe be an illustrator. But I would throw all of that away to have a family of my own.
Our church really stresses the importance of family. Having a family is part of our Heavenly Father’s plan.
If you read the Strength of Youth pamphlet, it talks about how you can be blessed with a family.… How you can learn to really help and be a part of your family’s lives. I’m not sure if they had anything like the Strength of Youth pamphlet when she was alive, but my great grandmother Hannah was an amazing example of what a daughter of god should strive to be.
This may sound familiar to those of you who heard my sister’s talk in Primary. Anna Johanna Nielsen (known as Hannah) was born in Denmark in 1853 and was one of six children. Her family joined the church when she was 19 and they moved to America when she was 22. They had been trying to get to America for quite a while, and there were times when Hannah turned down opportunities to go just so her mother wouldn’t be alone. When she was on the voyage to America, she would sleep upright on a chest instead of the bed so that she could help her mother when needed. In fact, Hannah did this so much for her mother that her legs became swollen.
Hannah married Christian Christensen Brown two years later. They were blessed to have children. Even with such a busy life with so many kids, she would travel by horse and buggy to her crippled mother in Richfield, Utah, as often as possible, to care for her until her death.
There were many times of sorrow for their family. Out of 9 kids, only five made it past their twenties. Two-year-old Dorothy was following her father one day, probably without anyone knowing. While trying to cross the bridge over a ditch, she fell in and drowned. Two years later, twelve-year-old Christian died. An epidemic of Diphtheria haunted quite a few lives in that area, and he was not the only child in the area to die from it. Their third son, Hans, died at age eighteen. He would often chase around with a group of boys that, in joke, called themselves “The Dirty Dozen.” His went with his friends to Marysvile to work, and somehow came down with Typhoid. His friends brought him home to Monroe, and he died one week later. In 1909, their fourth child and oldest daughter, Kisty Marie, married Eugene Gray. She was age 23. Kistie was a special young woman, because somehow she was really close to the other side of the veil. Hannah was actually Christian’s second wife; he had had two children with another woman who had died. Kistie had seen the spirit of one Christian’s two other children who had died at age nine. That’s another story to tell. But right before Kistie gave birth to her first child, Crystal, she had a vision that she would die. So she asked her mother, Hannah, to care for her child. And, sure enough, Kistie died of childbirth fever right after Crystal was born. So at the age of 54 my great grandmother now had a new baby that she happily raised as her own.
She became a widow at age 53. Even with so many tragedies, Hannah continued to stay strong and help all she could. Her second son, Jim, married a woman named Annie. They had four daughters. Sadly, Annie died after the birth of their fifth child. Now age 70, Hannah left her own home and moved in with Jim to care for his 5 motherless daughters, including a new baby.
I think Hannah was an amazing example. So many lives would have been different without her help. She knew exactly how to have a wonderful family. Hannah lived an honorable life and was remembered by all that knew her as a strong woman physically, mentally, and spiritually.
I want to follow her example, even now when I’m only twelve.
God is there and He helps us and answers our prayers. Jesus Christ DID come to Earth and die for EACH AND EVERY ONE of us. I love my church, I love my God and Savior, and I love my family, and I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.
Many kids dream about their future careers. When I am older, I want to be an author, work with animals or maybe be an illustrator. But I would throw all of that away to have a family of my own.
Our church really stresses the importance of family. Having a family is part of our Heavenly Father’s plan.
If you read the Strength of Youth pamphlet, it talks about how you can be blessed with a family.… How you can learn to really help and be a part of your family’s lives. I’m not sure if they had anything like the Strength of Youth pamphlet when she was alive, but my great grandmother Hannah was an amazing example of what a daughter of god should strive to be.
This may sound familiar to those of you who heard my sister’s talk in Primary. Anna Johanna Nielsen (known as Hannah) was born in Denmark in 1853 and was one of six children. Her family joined the church when she was 19 and they moved to America when she was 22. They had been trying to get to America for quite a while, and there were times when Hannah turned down opportunities to go just so her mother wouldn’t be alone. When she was on the voyage to America, she would sleep upright on a chest instead of the bed so that she could help her mother when needed. In fact, Hannah did this so much for her mother that her legs became swollen.
Hannah married Christian Christensen Brown two years later. They were blessed to have children. Even with such a busy life with so many kids, she would travel by horse and buggy to her crippled mother in Richfield, Utah, as often as possible, to care for her until her death.
There were many times of sorrow for their family. Out of 9 kids, only five made it past their twenties. Two-year-old Dorothy was following her father one day, probably without anyone knowing. While trying to cross the bridge over a ditch, she fell in and drowned. Two years later, twelve-year-old Christian died. An epidemic of Diphtheria haunted quite a few lives in that area, and he was not the only child in the area to die from it. Their third son, Hans, died at age eighteen. He would often chase around with a group of boys that, in joke, called themselves “The Dirty Dozen.” His went with his friends to Marysvile to work, and somehow came down with Typhoid. His friends brought him home to Monroe, and he died one week later. In 1909, their fourth child and oldest daughter, Kisty Marie, married Eugene Gray. She was age 23. Kistie was a special young woman, because somehow she was really close to the other side of the veil. Hannah was actually Christian’s second wife; he had had two children with another woman who had died. Kistie had seen the spirit of one Christian’s two other children who had died at age nine. That’s another story to tell. But right before Kistie gave birth to her first child, Crystal, she had a vision that she would die. So she asked her mother, Hannah, to care for her child. And, sure enough, Kistie died of childbirth fever right after Crystal was born. So at the age of 54 my great grandmother now had a new baby that she happily raised as her own.
She became a widow at age 53. Even with so many tragedies, Hannah continued to stay strong and help all she could. Her second son, Jim, married a woman named Annie. They had four daughters. Sadly, Annie died after the birth of their fifth child. Now age 70, Hannah left her own home and moved in with Jim to care for his 5 motherless daughters, including a new baby.
I think Hannah was an amazing example. So many lives would have been different without her help. She knew exactly how to have a wonderful family. Hannah lived an honorable life and was remembered by all that knew her as a strong woman physically, mentally, and spiritually.
I want to follow her example, even now when I’m only twelve.
God is there and He helps us and answers our prayers. Jesus Christ DID come to Earth and die for EACH AND EVERY ONE of us. I love my church, I love my God and Savior, and I love my family, and I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.
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