HOW WILL LIFE BE TWENTY YEARS FROM NOW?

TWENTY YEARS FROM NOW I WILL BE A REGISTERED NURSE LIVING IN SACRAMENTO MAYBE. MY SON WILL BE TWENTY SIX AND MY DAUGHTER WILL BE TWENTY THREE. MY SON WILL PROBALLY BE DONE WITH COLLEGE DEPENDING ON WHAT HE WANTS TO BE. MY DAUGHTER WILL BE GOING TO COLLEGE STILL. I DON'T KNOW IF SHE WILL STILL BE LIVING AT HOME, ATTENDING COLLEG BUT THAT'S FINE BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW IF I'LL HAVE OTHER KIDS IN THE HOME. I'LL BE WELL OFF FINANCIALLY SO ALL MY TIME WILL BE DEVOTED TO GOD, FAMILY, AND WORK

IF YOU HAD THE POWER TO CHANGE THE LAW, WHAT LAW(S) WOULD YOU CHANGE ? WHY?

I'M NOT SURE IF THIS IS AN ACTUAL LAW BUT I HEARD THAT EVERY INMATE WITH AN "L" AT THE END OF THEIR SENTENCE IS NOT GETTING OUT. MY DAD GOT A SENTENCE OF FIFTEEN TO LIFE. HE HAS ALREADY SERVED HIS FIFTEEN BUT IS BEING DENIED PAROLE. I BELEIVE THAT IF HE WAS TO GET OUT HE WOULD NOT MESS UP. I BELIEVE HE IS A DIFFERENT PERSON. I WOULD CHANGE THE LAW TO IF YOU SERVED ALL YOUR TIME AND HAVN'T GOTTEN IN ANY TROUBLE, AND YOU ARE A TRULY DIFFERENT PERSON THAN YOU SHOULD GET A SECOND CHANCE.

"WHEN WORDS GET IN THE WAY"

LIVING IN AMERICA CLARK FEELS AS IF HE IS "LOOKING IN A MIRROR WHERE EVERYTHING APPEARS THE SAME, EXCEPT IT'S REVERSED." CLARK FEELS THIS WAY BECAUSE "BACK HOME ON THE ISELAND, GREETINGS ARE USUALLY INFORMALL AND TAKEN AT FACE VALUE." HE GAVE AN EXAMPLE OF HIS NEIGHBOR MR.GABINSKY, OF HOW HE GREETED HIM. HE REFERED TO HIM AS "BOY" WHICH DID NOT BOTHER CLARK BECAUSE BACK HOME IT WAS ORDINARY FOR ELDER PEOPLE TO REFER TO YOUNG ADULTS AS "BOY" OR "GIRL". BUT ANOTHER NEIGHBOR AL WHO IS AFRICAN AMERICAN INFORMED CLARK THAT MR. GABINSKY WAS "DISRESPECTING HIM IN A BIG WAY." AL EXPLAINED THAT IT WAS DIFFERENT HERE IN AMERICA, THAT THE "B" WORD WAS WHAT THE WHITES REFERRED TO THE SLAVE BY AND WAS TO BE DEEMED DEGRADING. CLARK LEARNED THAT EVEN THOUGH WE SPEAK THE SAME LANGUAGE THEY MAY HAVE DIFFERENT MEANING FOR EACH OF US.

Grandma and Grandpa's House

I remember always wanting to go to grandma and grandpas. I grew up in Quincy a little town in the mountains. We lived in town and my grandparents lived on the outskirts of town. After school me and my little brother would go to my grandparents house to play They owned a couple acres so we would spend hours outside playing in the hills. My cousins lived with my grandparents so we would always have kids to play with, sometimes for holidays our other cousins would come up so there would be a lot of kids.We would build forts in the mountains, go sledding on the hill with an old tin from the hen house roof and have pine cone wars with the boys. It was always boys vs girls when we would play baseball, kickball, vollyball even though we didn't have a net we would use the wire that the dog was chained up to as a divider, you just had to be carefull that you didn't get tackled by the dog. I remember my grandma had a goose and we would see who can get the closest without getting bit. We would hate it when my uncle would let fat albert( his dog) off his chain you would see kids running toward the house and if you couldn't make it you would climb a tree and stay untill you found an oppertunity to make a dash for the house. We would spend hours in the hills playin Indians trying to imagine how it was back in the days. We would go exploring in the mountains our favorite spot was "crystal mountain" that was a spot on the mountain where we would get our crystals we would be in compatition to see who could find the best crystal, we would let grandma be the judge and of course she liked them all. It was always a race when we would hear someone call time for dinner, you would see kids coming from every direction trying to get in line for dinner. We would wash our hands and line up so grandma could check to see if we used soap, once you got the ok you would get your food and find a spot to eat the best spot was in front of the tv. I remember in august we would post up on the hill and watch the rides go by. We would ask grandpa if he had any work to do around the house so we could go to the fair. There would be leaves to rake for days. So I guess you could say that my whole memories of being at grandma and grandpas was good.

"The Perfect Day"

The perfect day for me would be a rainy day inside with my kids. A day where I can just relax. It probally would be on a weekend. I would normally be doing laundry but since it's raining outside me and my kids would build a fort and play what ever they could imagine. My son is five years old and he loves dinosours,warriors, and swords, so we would probally play some kind of fighting game. It's cool to pretend and make believe, especially when your thoughts are on serious matters all the time. Sometimes it's hard to think like a little kid, but when I do get down on my kids level I always have fun. We would play board games like candy land and the ice cream truck. My daughter got a paint set awhile ago and she always wants to paint, but I always tell her later because it's too much mess or I have other things to do, so we would paint and have fun no matter how messy.(well not too messy) We would bake cookies; I would let them help mix and add the chocolate chips. After we would settle down, snuggle up on the couch, and watch a movie.