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I always have a plan.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Everything looks perfect from far away...
Dear Friends,
This is a story worth reading... I know a lot of you would usually skip over a long story like this, even when someone told you it was worth reading... I know I would! But this one really is a story that everyone needs to hear. I guess you can take away different things from the story... but what I understood was Perspective. Perspective, Patience, and the fact that Judging a situation can make you look like a fool if you don't have all of the facts... Mrs. Wallace read the whole Exec. class this story today, and I thought it was worth sharing. :)
Once there was an old man who lived in a tiny village. Although poor, he was envied by all, for he owned a beautiful white horse. Even the king coveted his treasure. A horse like this had never been seen before—such was its splendor, its majesty, its strength.
People offered fabulous prices for the steed, but the old man always refused. “This horse is not a horse to me,” he would tell them. “It is a person. How could you sell a person? He is a friend, not a possession. How could you sell a friend?” The man was poor and the temptation was great. But he never sold the horse.
One morning he found that the horse was not in the stable. All the village came to see him. “You old fool,” they scoffed, “we told you that someone would steal your horse. We warned you that you would be robbed. You are so poor. How could you ever hope to protect such a valuable animal? It would have been better to have sold him. You could have gotten whatever price you wanted. No amount would have been too high. Now the horse is gone, and you’ve been cursed with misfortune.”
The old man responded, “Don’t speak too quickly. Say only that the horse is not in the stable. That is all we know; the rest is judgment. If I’ve been cursed or not, how can you know? How can you judge?”
The people contested, “Don’t make us out to be fools! We may not be philosophers, but great philosophy is not needed. The simple fact that your horse is gone is a curse.”
The old man spoke again. “All I know is that the stable is empty, and the horse is gone. The rest I don’t know. Whether it be a curse or a blessing, I can’t say. All we can see is a fragment. Who can say what will come next?”
The people of the village laughed. They thought that the man was crazy. They had always thought he was a fool; if he wasn’t, he would have sold the horse and lived off the money. But instead, he was a poor woodcutter, an old man still cutting firewood and dragging it out of the forest and selling it. He lived hand to mouth in the misery of poverty. Now he had proven that he was, indeed, a fool.
After fifteen days, the horse returned. He hadn’t been stolen; he had run away into the forest. Not only had he returned, he had brought a dozen wild horses with him. Once again the village people gathered around the woodcutter and spoke. “Old man, you were right and we were wrong. What we thought was a curse was a blessing. Please forgive us.”
The man responded, “Once again, you go too far. Say only that the horse is back. State only that a dozen horses returned with him, but don’t judge. How do you know if this is a blessing or not? You see only a fragment. Unless you know the whole story, how can you judge? You read only one page of a book. Can you judge the whole book? You read only one word of a phrase. Can you understand the entire phrase?
“Life is so vast, yet you judge all of life with one page or one word. All you have is a fragment! Don’t say that this is a blessing. No one knows. I am content with what I know. I am not perturbed by what I don’t.”
“Maybe the old man is right,” they said to one another. So they said little. But down deep, they knew he was wrong. They knew it was a blessing. Twelve wild horses had returned with one horse. With a little bit of work, the animals could be broken and trained and sold for much money.
The old man had a son, an only son. The young man began to break the wild horses. After a few days, he fell from one of the horses and broke both legs. Once again the villagers gathered around the old man and cast their judgments.
“You were right,” they said. “You proved you were right. The dozen horses were not a blessing. They were a curse. Your only son has broken his legs, and now in your old age you have no one to help you. Now you are poorer than ever.”
The old man spoke again. “You people are obsessed with judging. Don’t go so far. Say only that my son broke his legs. Who knows if it is a blessing or a curse? No one knows. We only have a fragment. Life comes in fragments.”
It so happened that a few weeks later the country engaged in war against a neighboring country. All the young men of the village were required to join the army. Only the son of the old man was excluded, because he was injured. Once again the people gathered around the old man, crying and screaming because their sons had been taken. There was little chance that they would return. The enemy was strong, and the war would be a losing struggle. They would never see their sons again.
“You were right, old man,” they wept. “God knows you were right. This proves it. Your son’s accident was a blessing. His legs may be broken, but at least he is with you. Our sons are gone forever.”
The old man spoke again. “It is impossible to talk with you. You always draw conclusions. No one knows. Say only this: Your sons had to go to war, and mine did not. No one knows if it is a blessing or a curse. No one is wise enough to know. Only God knows.”
The old man was right. We only have a fragment. Life’s mishaps and horrors are only a page out of a grand book. We must be slow about drawing conclusions. We must reserve judgment on life’s storms until we know the whole story.
I don’t know where the woodcutter learned his patience. Perhaps from another woodcutter in Galilee. For it was the Carpenter who said it best:
“Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.” (Mt. 6:34)
This is a story worth reading... I know a lot of you would usually skip over a long story like this, even when someone told you it was worth reading... I know I would! But this one really is a story that everyone needs to hear. I guess you can take away different things from the story... but what I understood was Perspective. Perspective, Patience, and the fact that Judging a situation can make you look like a fool if you don't have all of the facts... Mrs. Wallace read the whole Exec. class this story today, and I thought it was worth sharing. :)
The Woodcutter's Wisdom
by Max LucadoOnce there was an old man who lived in a tiny village. Although poor, he was envied by all, for he owned a beautiful white horse. Even the king coveted his treasure. A horse like this had never been seen before—such was its splendor, its majesty, its strength.
People offered fabulous prices for the steed, but the old man always refused. “This horse is not a horse to me,” he would tell them. “It is a person. How could you sell a person? He is a friend, not a possession. How could you sell a friend?” The man was poor and the temptation was great. But he never sold the horse.
One morning he found that the horse was not in the stable. All the village came to see him. “You old fool,” they scoffed, “we told you that someone would steal your horse. We warned you that you would be robbed. You are so poor. How could you ever hope to protect such a valuable animal? It would have been better to have sold him. You could have gotten whatever price you wanted. No amount would have been too high. Now the horse is gone, and you’ve been cursed with misfortune.”
The old man responded, “Don’t speak too quickly. Say only that the horse is not in the stable. That is all we know; the rest is judgment. If I’ve been cursed or not, how can you know? How can you judge?”
The people contested, “Don’t make us out to be fools! We may not be philosophers, but great philosophy is not needed. The simple fact that your horse is gone is a curse.”
The old man spoke again. “All I know is that the stable is empty, and the horse is gone. The rest I don’t know. Whether it be a curse or a blessing, I can’t say. All we can see is a fragment. Who can say what will come next?”
The people of the village laughed. They thought that the man was crazy. They had always thought he was a fool; if he wasn’t, he would have sold the horse and lived off the money. But instead, he was a poor woodcutter, an old man still cutting firewood and dragging it out of the forest and selling it. He lived hand to mouth in the misery of poverty. Now he had proven that he was, indeed, a fool.
After fifteen days, the horse returned. He hadn’t been stolen; he had run away into the forest. Not only had he returned, he had brought a dozen wild horses with him. Once again the village people gathered around the woodcutter and spoke. “Old man, you were right and we were wrong. What we thought was a curse was a blessing. Please forgive us.”
The man responded, “Once again, you go too far. Say only that the horse is back. State only that a dozen horses returned with him, but don’t judge. How do you know if this is a blessing or not? You see only a fragment. Unless you know the whole story, how can you judge? You read only one page of a book. Can you judge the whole book? You read only one word of a phrase. Can you understand the entire phrase?
“Life is so vast, yet you judge all of life with one page or one word. All you have is a fragment! Don’t say that this is a blessing. No one knows. I am content with what I know. I am not perturbed by what I don’t.”
“Maybe the old man is right,” they said to one another. So they said little. But down deep, they knew he was wrong. They knew it was a blessing. Twelve wild horses had returned with one horse. With a little bit of work, the animals could be broken and trained and sold for much money.
The old man had a son, an only son. The young man began to break the wild horses. After a few days, he fell from one of the horses and broke both legs. Once again the villagers gathered around the old man and cast their judgments.
“You were right,” they said. “You proved you were right. The dozen horses were not a blessing. They were a curse. Your only son has broken his legs, and now in your old age you have no one to help you. Now you are poorer than ever.”
The old man spoke again. “You people are obsessed with judging. Don’t go so far. Say only that my son broke his legs. Who knows if it is a blessing or a curse? No one knows. We only have a fragment. Life comes in fragments.”
It so happened that a few weeks later the country engaged in war against a neighboring country. All the young men of the village were required to join the army. Only the son of the old man was excluded, because he was injured. Once again the people gathered around the old man, crying and screaming because their sons had been taken. There was little chance that they would return. The enemy was strong, and the war would be a losing struggle. They would never see their sons again.
“You were right, old man,” they wept. “God knows you were right. This proves it. Your son’s accident was a blessing. His legs may be broken, but at least he is with you. Our sons are gone forever.”
The old man spoke again. “It is impossible to talk with you. You always draw conclusions. No one knows. Say only this: Your sons had to go to war, and mine did not. No one knows if it is a blessing or a curse. No one is wise enough to know. Only God knows.”
The old man was right. We only have a fragment. Life’s mishaps and horrors are only a page out of a grand book. We must be slow about drawing conclusions. We must reserve judgment on life’s storms until we know the whole story.
I don’t know where the woodcutter learned his patience. Perhaps from another woodcutter in Galilee. For it was the Carpenter who said it best:
“Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.” (Mt. 6:34)
Monday, August 29, 2011
Ok-uard. ♥
So what? Caity's seeing Double Vision from the pain of almost chopping off her fingers. ha. It's so awk I love it.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Did you ever lose yourself to get what you want?
I'm not gonna stop, that's who I am.
Today is the day.
10 points to whoever can name this song. ♥
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Piggy Bankkk numero 16.
Now my arm's in your Facebook! -Caity
Pretty sure (Insert name here) Is telestial. - Caity
I have like, chlorine or a fish or something in my eye! - Caity
These straws suck! - Caity
I don't like it like you like it. - Chandler
One time I ran into my dad's BMW. - Chandler
With what? Your truck? - Nicole
No. With my mom's BMW. - Chandler
Pretty sure (Insert name here) Is telestial. - Caity
I have like, chlorine or a fish or something in my eye! - Caity
These straws suck! - Caity
I don't like it like you like it. - Chandler
One time I ran into my dad's BMW. - Chandler
With what? Your truck? - Nicole
No. With my mom's BMW. - Chandler
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Amazing.
A-MAZE-ING.
That's all I can say about this year. It's been stressful. It's been full. It's been busy.
It has been so much fun.
Exec. is in the middle of planning homecoming right now, and I am just so excited about it! No matter what happens Homecoming week is going to be the best. I'm so stoked for it! I'm just so stoked. I'm excited to see who makes Royalty, I'm excited to see who gets asked by who, I'm excited to see what everyone wears... I'm just excited!
It's seriously going to be one of the best weeks of senior year. I hope that everyone is excited for it. :)
Monday, August 22, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
If that's fun... then I want to be bored.
You don't have to like what I say, but in order for me to like myself I have to say it.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
The Weekly Holler ::: Explore your options.
Holler at Swig.
Holler at working.
Holler at ditching the sweatshop!
Holler at boho wear.
Holler at Exec. Council!
Holler at field trips.
Holler at senior parking spots.
Holler at cool kids talking to you.
Holler at Abby Doman's heart!
Holler at going to cool kids parties.
Holler at seeing my best friend again every single day!
Holler at meeting new people.
Holler at days off.
Holler at Durango's.
Holler at Brittany Doman being back in town!
Holler at being able to drive.
Holler at Seminary.
Holler at boating.
Holler at summer tan's.
Holler at life.
Don't Holler at not seeing the Johners hardly at all. :(
That's all I have to say.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Your words might come back and bite you...
First day of School!
Even through all of it's craziness, it turned out to be a great day! The first half of the day was spent on sophomore orientation, and other than the outfits we were forced to wear, I thought it was great! The exec. was split up into teams of leaders to guide groups of the sophomores around the school. My group was Chandler, Cody, and I... so obviously it was the greatest. haha.
After dealing with sophys, Cait and I ran over to Frostop to grab a bite with some Johners, and other various peeps who were there. Then we went back to school... blahh de blahh I love all of my classes (Minus Government) That's all great.
Really, the first day of school was nothing spesh. I feel like it was just another one of my busy days of Summer. :)
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Remember When? (Ugly School Photos Included!)
Remember When we would always play tag at recess? Remember how you went to East, East, East Elementary Broncos are we! Remember Mrs. Thiriot? Remember singing at her funeral? Remember your best Kindergarten friend Bailey? Remember your favorite kiwi dress that you wanted to wear every day? Remember the kissy boy, Preston? Remember how you would always sit on the bus with Krista? Remember how your classroom had a green door? Remember that one time that you made your dad come fix the classroom kitchen play set, because you really wanted to play with it? Remember how you always had SO many substitutes because your teacher was always in the hospital?
Remember how you went to a brand new school? Remember how you would always have story time on the next door teacher's play ship in her classroom? Remember how you had two teachers instead of one! Remember the kissy girl! haha. Remember those fun dinosaur spring things in the kindergarten play ground? Remember how you weren't allowed to go to the big kid playground? Remember your very favorite pair of white cloggs with the butterflies on them?
Remember Mrs. Clove? Remember staying after school to help Abby and Mrs. C with work? Remember when your family was sealed in the temple? Remember how the only reason you got glasses was because you were jealous of Krista's? Remember how you broke your arm for the first time this year? Remember how mean kids would graffiti the big kid playground? Remember how Mrs. Clove was proposed to this year?
Remember Mr. Richardson? Remember how four square was the koolest game ever? Remember playing king of the hill? Remember when Taylor ran into the wall and burst his ear drum? Remember 9-11? Remember how you made your mom take you to the doctor because you had "Asthma" because Krista got it? Remember how this was your very last year ever in a school with Krista? Remember when you moved away?
Remember Mrs. Sullivan? Remember the cow tails? Remember how you went to a brand new school? Remember how Delon was your best friend? Remember that you threw a fit because you hated your yearbook picture so much, and your mom wouldn't let you get re-takes? Remember how you got 1st place in the science fair? Remember playing softball with Meg, Court, Jandee, and Em? Remember how Dakota T was your other best friend? Remember throwing Mrs. Sullivan a retirement party with Katie and Jocelyn? Remember how Emily started Kindergarten this year?
Remember your favorite teacher ever, Mrs. Johnson? Remember when you leaned over the stove and caught your soccer jersey on fire? Remember playing Intermurals? Remember how kick ball was the boss this year? Remember how dad let you work at the plant for one day during Christmas break and you thought it was so cool? Remember hanging out with people like Ian, Alex, and Jacky? Remember how you were in love with Good Charlotte and Fall Out Boy? Remember how you started to play the violin?
Remember how this was the very first year of ever having more than one classroom? Remember shop class? Remember how you started Young Womens this year? Remember Girls Camp? Remember having to eat a whole disgusting jar of baby food as a greenie? Remember your friend Bree? Remember Angela, Maxine, Anna, Dasya, Ashley, and all of your other friends?
Remember how you thought wearing your necklace like that was cool? (Awk) Remember how 'pine view' kids were mixed in with the 'dixie kids' this year at DHIS? Remember how we were the Desert Hills Intermediate School Hawks? Remember how they decided they were going to build a new High School and split you away from all of your friends? Remember math with Hospo? Remember Coach B.? Remember going to the Dixie Football games? Remember 'Macaroni'? Remember your very first ever teenager birthday party?
Remember how all of the Pine View kids came to DHMS this year? Remember how 8th, 7th, and 6th grades were all at the Middle school this year? Remember how they took away our kick ball and soccer field area to build the brand new Football field? Remember Meghan and Emily 'cursing' the opposing side bleachers? Remember how you made the boarder league volleyball team this year? Remember playing night games every single night? Remember your best birthday party EVER?! Still remember Macaroni? Remember how you hit your very first spike EVER against Dixie at Pine View? REMEMBER HOW YOU GOT YOUR VERY FIRST CAMERA EVER?! ♥ Martin.
Remember how you couldn't stand Winfree, so you switched into Reevis's class? Remember the Quad? Remember salmonella with Mynie? Remember sleepovers with Ashley and Myrranda? Remember CAITY ROSE SULLIVAN?! Remember bowling club? Remember Kendrek and Skyler? Remember hanging out with Tim? Remember throwing acorns in Orchestra class? Remember how you actually used to be good friends with Tanner? Remember your first year of Seminary? Remember how you went to California for the first time ever this summer? Remember how you were on the golf team? Remember how you wanted to be on the color guard team so bad? Remember getting your permit? Remember how you were T.A. for Mr. Bundy?
Remember turning 16 years old? Remember being in High School for the first year ever? Remember going to Sadies with Emma and Caity? Remember joining FFA? Remember going to all of the football games and creating the THUNDER FAMILY? Remember your first ever movie projector screen birthday party? Remember getting your young womanhood recognition award? Remember having the best Seminary class ever? Remember the wishbox assembly where you got a goldfish? Remember going to preference with Zac and Caity and Brandon? Remember iceblocking on the middle school hill? Remember how Krista Graduated? Remember playing pomp and circumstance at the Des. Hills Graduation? Remember Dollhouse? Remember winterguard comps? Remember meeting Riverton? Remember how you didn't go on the Disney land trip and you ditched with Meghan instead? Remember your very first ever photo shoot with Austin, Mike, Chase, Jake, Zach, and Michael?
Remember getting on Junior Class Student Council? Remember FFA Judging in Ephraim? Remember going out to lunch with caity every day instead of staying at the school because we could drive? Remember meeting the Bragade? Remember how you had the hardest classes ever? Remember becoming friends with Chandler and Josh? Remember getting your very first ever B? Remember having the funnest time at Sadies with all of your best friends? Remember Michael Jackson Dance Game? Remember Football and Basketball games? Remember becoming friends with the Johners? Remember when we made boys Janers? Remember all of the facebook groups that came to be? Remember doing Elena's hair for Senior Ball? Remember going to Junior prom with Josh? Remember when Elena lived with you for one day? Remember when you fell off the stage and broke your arm? Remember how this was the first year you became very serious about photography? Remember how you had the best friends in the whole world?
I hope you enjoyed all of my TERRIBLE School photos. I also hope you enjoyed all of my Remembers. :) I'm sooo excited for school tomorrow! I can't believe how much I've done in these years! I'm so excited to see what happens in the future!
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Limitless.
- I'm done working at the 'sweatshop'.
- I started my new job.
- The worst/funnest summer of my life is coming to a close.
- I have the best classes EVER.
- I still have the best friends in the whole wide world.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Can I be proud of myself?
These are my four teaser photos from the Color Guard photo shoot tonight. They're the photos that I uploaded to my NSW Facebook page. I'm SO happy with the way that they turned out! I'm not going to lie... when I first heard that we were going to the Carousel in the middle of town, I was excited but a little bit skeptical, and worried. I didn't know how they would turn out with the lights, and the motion, AND the annoying fence around it, but I think they turned out really well. :) Be excited to see the rest!
Saturday, August 6, 2011
That's a soup bowl, not a cereal bowl....
:SENIOR YEAR:
I really cannot believe that it's here. I've been in school for twelve years, and I'm about to start my thirteenth! I'm so excited, and scared, but mostly excited for this year. So many changes are happening. So many decisions are going to have to be made, but I'm so up for it! I know I can do it. I have two goals for this year...
- Keep my life Organized, and on track.
- Make a difference in the lives of the kids at DHHS.
2 - I know I'm not the koolest kid on the block, but I know that I can make a difference in the lives of the students at my school. Every time I think about the fact that I'm on exec. I think back to my Sophomore year, and how cool I felt because one kid on exec. knew my name, and said hi to me. I felt cool because a senior knew who I was, and wasn't too stuck up, or cool to know who I was. I feel like that's a really big problem in my school, and probably every school. My goal is to get to know more people. I would love to say that I want to get to know every student in the school, but I don't know how I could possibly do that.... I just want to get to know as many as possible. I want to be able to walk down the hall every day and say Hi to someone that I met the day before. I want to make someone else feel included like I felt when I was a Sophy.
I'm really so excited for this year, and I already know that it's going to be so much fun.
Could this get any better?
| 1 (A) Plant and Soil Science (Floriculture)- Bleak | |
| 2 (A) Individual Lifetime Activities - Swaney | |
| 3 (A) Ceramics - Deschamps | |
| 4 (A) Exec & Leadership - Wallace | |
| 5 (B) U.S. Government and Citizenship - Melessa | |
| 6 (B) A.P. Literature - Lowe | |
| 7 (B) Advanced Orchestra - Candland |
Who's excited about her schedule? This girl! Freak yeah!
Thursday, August 4, 2011
San Diego {day one} ♥
This is day one of San Diego. :) We went to the S.D. Zoo, and it was way fun! It's such an amazing zoo with so many animals! I'm way bummed I was so sick. :( It was still the best zoo ever!
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| Remember these??? Fly River Turtle! Yeah! |
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| Two headed snake! No joke! So sick! |
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| This was a cool story... I def. recommend clicking the image to enlarge it and reading the print. :) |
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| Coolest plant ever! |
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| Best machine of my life. ♥ |
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| The park has escalators! |
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| Love my dad... sooo much. |
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| NBD, right? |
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| Best friend Otters! |
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| Love this! |
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