Lily

activity 3

2008-10-17T11:35:00.002-04:00

I live in Savannah, Georgia.
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I go to a decent sized private school in Savannah. A typical school day consicee of three periods and on extended. Then we have a break and have two periods and then go to lunch. After lunch we have the last two periods on the day.
boston is maybe the best place in the whole world! go there!

Obituary.

2008-09-22T09:45:00.001-04:00

The trip is now at its end. The fun started on July 20th and ended on the 26th, when we arrived in Jacksonville florida. They had many fun memories on this trip. They were supervised by Joey, Ray, The Bob, Kyle, Adam, Katie and Troy. There was a total of 3o people on this mission to help two poor Mexican families and there lifes. Throughout this trip they had many ups and downs that they soon got passes together. They will always remember this trip and how it changed there lifes forever.

song.

2008-09-22T09:28:00.000-04:00

Rebels are we, though heavy our hearts shall always be
Ah, no ball or chain no prison shall keep
We`re the rebels of the sacred heart.
Say anything, but say what you mean,
cause I'm caught in suspension.
And we fly like paper and get high like planes.
If it's not keeping you up nights
then what’s the point
Oh yeah, I'll tell you something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand
I'm waiting for excuses that deceive
I'll meet you in the back to see them through
And I'm free it all
I'm not gonna change till I want to
By the way she looked I should've calmed down
I went too far
Oh thats all I got to say
On the stereo
Listen as we go
Never let us drop,
Nothing's ever gonna stop.
Savannah here we come!

Story.

2008-09-22T09:16:00.002-04:00

In the middle of my 8th grade year my life changed. My mom decided to make me go on a church mission trip. Of course being the summer before my first year of high school i was not trillered to any extent that i had to go. Time past and the date we were leaving got closer and closer, to where it finally arvied. Before i knew it i was on a plane to El Paso, Texas with my youth group. I got off the plan and went we drove across the boarded to mexico. From there we went to the place that we would have to call home for the next week or so. We called it "the compound". The past passed and it was time to go to the spot where we would end up building a house for a family of six in Juarez, Mexico. We met the family and got pretty close to them throughout the build. We spent 5 whole days on this house making it suitable for this family. THe family really grabbed myself an deveryone on my trip by surprize. We had no idea that throughout this build how close we would become with all of these poor children. The family we made the house for had 4 kids. They also had 2 cousins that were always with them everyday that we were there. First there was Luz then bella, then then carlos and matteao and there cousins were Carla and Samuel. i became completly hooked on the 5 yearold boy named Carolos. Everyday i would end up with Carlos trying to help me with whatever i was doing with the house. On the detication day Carlos jumped in my arm's and we he saw taht i was crying he smiled and took his hand and wiped away my tears. "Olivia tu esta tirste? No mas amiga", He said over and over again. When my youth group and i arrived we knew that it was going to be something that we would take out of physically but we never realized how helping over could really effect us to the point that we took out more emotions than physical being.

poem.

2008-09-17T11:41:00.003-04:00

the sun is oh so hot, yet we still don't stop.
we hammer we nail, we start putting the whole house up
keep going! dont stop! just wait until the suns drops.
they need this more than we do.
the build is going faster and faster asd the trip proceeds.
walls and windows are going up. elecrical work still needs to be done.
the little kids laugh and run around us, bringing little treats for our own pleasures.
the sun is getting higher an dhigher of the hills.
the wind is loosing speed.
the water is running out.
the day is over and we go tothe coumpound and go to bed.
the next day we awake up and do it over again.
the week is done.
our mission is completed.
everyone is crying,smiling, and rejoycing.
and our work he is done.

2008-09-08T11:39:00.003-04:00

introduction

During the time of this paper i will be telling a story of a week in my life that impacted me the most out of anything. I will tell you about a life of a group of teenagers who deceided to spend there summer break trying to help people in a poor area of the world. It will tell the happy and sad moments of the trip and how it ended up benifiting not only the family we helped but also how it benifited our own life's. You will get to see sides of life that is never really seen by people in a county like our own.

Genres:

Poem:i am going to make this because of all of the emotions that you can take out of the amazing experience.

Story: i can do a story about how my day by day life on my trip went.

song: i have many songs that i have heard from people trip and i'm going to make up my own fo this trip.

picture:i will draw a picture of some of the amazing sights i rememeber from my trip

obituary: this will show the ending to some of my life after the trip had ended