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North vs. South

I believe that North Korea did shoot down the South Korean ship.

I believe that if the missile matches the North Korean weapon as the article says than it makes it very hard for the North Koreans to not be responsible. On top of that the two countries constantly go back and forth with each other. Even if it was somehow a rebel group and not a government action the blame still lands with North Korea.

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Sindey Crosby

Once upon a time there was a young boy named Sindey Crosby. Sindey was the most talented hockey player who was ever born, however he was a complete spoiled brat. Ever since he was a kid his wealthy dad got him anything and everything he could to make Sindey Happy. Anything intangibles that Sindey’s dad couldn’t get his son, generally Sindey’s talent would allow him to receive. However by the time he was a sophomore in Bender High School, he began to abuse his talent.

You see Sindey’s talent had gotten him to be the most popular kid in Canada. Along with the popularity came power. But Sindey abused his power, and eventually was infected with what was eventually called the Pinocchio effect. You see every fifth time Sindey abused his power, he grew pigtails. Longer, and longer they got, but Sindey’s talent only grew. At almost the same rate as his pigtail growth was his talent growth.

By his junior year Crosby was drafted by the Pittsburg Penguins, and by his third year he won his first Stanley Cup. This made him the youngest captain to ever win the Stanley Cup. Then by his fourth year he won the gold medal inn women’s Ice hockey. The problem was that Sindey had only one friend and that was the commissioner of the National Hockey League named Gary Bettman.

Bettman would fix so many of Sindey’s games, and Sindey had begun to set so many records. The problem was all the players in the NHL were getting mad about how Sindey was set up to be the best and none of them were ever given a chance. On top of that he was a complete stuck up weirdo. SO all of the players decided that they were going to get rid of him in one game. They decided that the best way would be in a game versus their arch rival the Washington Capitals. Since the Capitals captain was Sindey’s worst enemy. His name was Alex Ovechkin, and he was truly the most popular hockey player. So in their last game of the year against each other the deed was done.

After that night the sport was so much better.

SIMUN

All around I felt that SIMUN was a great experience. It taught me that it is not about being the best every time, but to come up with a resolution that successfully solved the problem. Another thing I learned was that no solution was going to be good for every country. The whole SIMUN process reminded me of a jury in a case. However in this case there was 15 defendants, and when you spoke the other 14 countries were the prosecutors. However when we were in caucus writing resolutions each country was a jury member, if you wanted to pass your resolution all you had to do was persuade enough people (8) and the other caucus group would have no chance. Another reason that SIMUN felt like a court case was because news flashes would come up and your country would do something stupid like torpedo a fishing ship. Then you would have to either defend yourself by bending the truth, or by just admitting.

I was Russia, and in all three scenarios I was involved. Even though I was most involved in the first scenario, I felt that my best day was the third day. I felt this way, because in the first two days I was more hesitant to get on the speaker list. This was probably because I was nervous and every time you spoke it felt like there was at least 5 countries breathing down your back with questions. However on the third day I actually wanted to get on the speakers list, and ask questions. I think that next year already having one year under my belt I will do much better.

I prepared by doing the questions, and researching how each scenario effected my country. This helped me defend myself, however I was missing one aspect. I didn’t have the other countries perspectives. Next year I believe that I should look up allies before SIMUN. That way I will have an idea of which countries will go which way. Also I will be able to formulate better questions, because I will have an idea of their answer. On top of seeing how the scenarios affect other countries and who they will side with I need to do one more important thing that I saw. Even if I am not a big factor in the scenario I need to speak. The delegate of Sudan in my group did this very well, and I believe it is one thing I need to do to improve my SIMUN grade.

I am currently reading the book the Kite Runner. The book is a fictional story based on the life of a young Afghan boy. The story is very interesting, however it has many sad parts and times when you truly appreciate the life we live in America. For instance the boy in the story got raped by another kid, and on top of that he wouldn’t tell anyone what happened. Even though many people all across the world don’t tell the fact that it happened in the story make me wonder if this happens often in Afghanistan. I think that it must be more common because I see no real reason to put it in the book

Crash; I heard something glass shatter. What was that I thought? Where was it, upstairs? “Hello” I cried. Tip toe, tip toe, tip toe, I slowly began to walk down the hallway. “Hello” I said again. I heard another loud pounding, almost as if something had hit the floor. Faster, harder, rapidly my chest began to beat. Heavier and heavier I began to breathe.

I looked over, and saw the open closet, inside a broom. I looked up the stairs, bolted for the broom, slid across the floor into the front room. It was so quiet, but the faint noise of a breeze whistled in the air. Upstairs, through the window, that’s where it is coming from I thought. I slowly crept up the stairs on all fours—a silent skill that I had learned over the years from sneaking out—I stopped two stairs from the landing.

I peered into the room, my eyes twitched, my heart raced, my breath depend, I could not believe what I was looking at. There in the middle of my parents room lying on the floor was giant man. I knew right away that he must be Esteban. There was no other name that this perfect man covered in seaweed and mud and scales could possibly have. To give him any other name would only be to take away from his perfectness. Just looking at him on the floor he was glowing with Anglican lights.

My first thought was I must find other people, and we must build him a house, and give him a family. I quickly gathered up all of the neighbors and we headed straight to the forest after I showed them Esteban. We immediately began to cut down trees, and cut out logs. After a long three days of work we had built him the most beautiful fort ever created in the history of neighborhood forts. People from all over the state came to visit him at the funeral.

I remember the priest was just about done with his reading win all of a sudden we heard a voice calling from the neighborhood well. “Is there anybody there? Help I’m stuck down here”. We started to ask the person in the well question, but he did not answer any of them. After a while we had grown tired of getting no answers and disgracing Esteban at his funeral.

We told him that Esteban was going to get help, and when he came back he would be safe. After that we went to the reception. It rained that night, so you do the math.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Dwayne Michael Carter Jr.

Lil Wayne is by far the most talented rapper alive, and maybe the greatest of all time.

Big Fish

One time in 9th grade I had to right a paper about a story that I changed to be like a story from this movie we watched in class. The problem was I had no clue what to right about. I was tempted not to right this story but I realized I couldn’t because of my teacher. You see my teacher was a nine foot tall monster who intimidated the crap out of you. He was mean and harsh, and enjoyed to see people struggle. Not only would he like to see you struggle, but he would rub it in your face when you did bad, by giving you grades worse than an E, like “Crap”, and “Fart” minus grades. He didn’t even give out A’s, no matter how good you did.

There was also this old witch who would always be in his room, and they would always be conversing about how to make the students life more miserable. One thing they liked to do was not tell you when the class was in the computer lab, and then give you a tardy when you got their late. He also coached freshman basketball, and JV football. So if he had you in one of his classes and you played on one of his teams, you got benched almost the whole year. The weirdest thing he did was not let you drink bottled water, but he would drink it himself even though he said he wouldn’t.

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FDLR

The FDLR (Democratic Forces for the Liberation of Rwanda) are the enemy/opposition of the RPF (Rwandan Patriotic Front). The FDLR is a group of Hutu exiles from the Rwandan Genocide, and they work against the FARDC (Congo Armed Forces), but wreak havoc together in the eastern part of Congo. These attacks are partially aided by the UN who believes that they should move out, and have also said “the joint military operations were catastrophic” (globalsecurity.org). The FDLR are also partially responsible for the 3.8 million people who were killed in 6 years (1998-2004). Even though many of those deaths were caused by starvation, and disease the FDLR, and FARDC often go on rants looking for food, and supplies, while raping and killing on their way through villages.

The FDLR and FARDC are also enemies of the LRA (Lords Resistance Army) led by Joseph Kony. I believe that the UN needs to get out, because if they don’t they will end up supporting the wrong group any way they go. The FARDC, FDLR, and LRA all commit human rights violations, and for the UN to support them is doing the wrong thing. If the UN wants to stay in they should fight separately for the people, or alongside the RPF who have sent some forces into Congo to help protect the civilians (globalsecurity.org). If the UN does not want to do either of the two they should just pull out.

Global Security

Native Blog

If I had to be a Native from America, South Africa, Rwanda, or Australia I would want to be from Rwanda. I would want to be from Rwanda, because the Rwandan Natives weren’t forced to move, and even though both of their major ethnic groups were discriminated against, it was at different times.

It would be better to be a Rwandan Native, because they were not forced to leave their homeland. In all three of the other countries (Australia, South Africa, America) the Natives were forced to move when the Europeans arrived. In America the Natives were forced to move when the Europeans wanted to expand the United States, they were even forced to walk thousands of miles, and were eventually driven out. In South Africa the Natives were a little bit more resistant, however it led to various battles many of which they lost. Then In Australia the Natives were not only forced to live in certain places, but they were also abducted as children and taught to be more like white “proper” children.

Some people may say that the Rwandan Natives were discriminated against the most, but I think that they actually had less. If you think about it pretty much every Native in America, South Africa, and Australia were treated, and discriminated against the same. This was not true in Rwanda. In the beginning the majority Hutu were discriminated against. This would mean that if I were a Native Born in that time I would have an 11% chance of being the more privileged (Tutsi) Native, and an 88% chance of being a less fortunate Native. If I was born in the later times I would have had a flipped chance (88% good, 11% bad). Either way you put it you still have a better chance than if you were from another country.

The bottom line is that the Rwandan Natives had less discrimination (of people) than in Australia, South Africa, or America. Even though there was much more drama over races there the Natives still had a better chance of not being discriminated against. That is why I would chose to be a Native from Rwanda instead of Australia, South Africa, or America.

Final Blog

Over the course of this year I have learned many things in Global Education (Language Arts) the first was learning about the life of an aboriginal boy close to my age. I learned how they must travel across the land of Australia from one side to the other to get to the river and manhood. If they don’t they die. I also learned about the capturing of Aboriginal children, and how they were mistreated, even though the Europeans thought that they were doing the right thing. It showed me how when you are taught one thing that you truly believe it is right (like the movie I’m Normal you’re Weird).

I also got to see the tragic of the Rwandan Genocide from the view of Paul Rusesabagina. I viewed how even a Hutu man with plenty of connections could get caught in a world of trouble during the Genocide. The Hotel Rwanda showed me how influencing a radio station can be (MRND) and how terrible things can get if no one can stop a group of extremist like the Interahamwe. One of the major things that I learned in the movie was how dysfunctional the United Nations is, and how passive a lot of countries really are when another is in a crisis.

My favorite thing that I learned so far this year was when we did a Mock United Nations practice in class. There I learned how much patience you have to have to be on a committee of that sort, and how frustrating it can be when you can’t speak.

Another crucial thing I learned was the importance of more than one point of view. In discussions I would always go into believing what I thought was right. However when you hear what others have to say it persuades you to change your mind. I learned that more perspectives make the whole situation make much more sense.

The big thing I learned was about power, and how big it is. Everybody wants power, and doesn’t want to give it up. It was in the Rwandan Genocide, it was in the Apartheid in South Africa. In almost every single thing we looked you can find a struggle for power and it showed me how No matter what might be right, whoever is in power decides what goes on.

So I would think that everyone would have watched the Bowl Championship Series National Championship Game. I thought that it was interesting how the coaches kept Colt McCoy out of the game after sustaining and injury. I mean sure they of coarse have to take in to consideration the fact that he will be playing in the NFL too, but it was just a sprain.
The Jedi Master Yoda once said that you should worry about where you are now and live in the moment. If you think about Colt McCoy was playing in the biggest game of his career so far, and he sprained his shoulder, but wasn’t let back in by the coaches. I think that they shouldn’t worry about the future so much. I mean to be a good athlete, or coach, you have to be greedy. If I was the coach and if he wanted to play I would want him to play too. I mean you have a guy who can play, but instead of playing him you go super conservative,