Sage Quintyne

Saturday, June 12, 2010

My Spanish Project

In spanish class we have been learning about Mexican Culture. We had to create a poster/brochure talking about the like of Mexicans. This is what i created.

Friday, June 11, 2010

My best work

This is a piece of work that i believe i did good in from my English class. We read short stories in our class and we had to compare them.

I consider this one of my best work because im dont consider myself a good essay writer, but i impressed myself with the work that i produced in this writing and my grade on it helps support that.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Creative Me

For the book Bodega Dreams, we had to create the next chapter. My chapter is about Blanca finding out about Chino's whereabouts and gave him an ultimatum.

The Poetry That Completes Me

When You Love Someone

When you love someone so deep inside,

It seems like it's so easy to hide.

You've loved him for so very long,

You would think he could do no wrong.

Every day you would hope and pray,

That he would always stay this way.

He treated you like you should be treated,

You thought your life was finally completed.

You thought your love was growing true,

And then one day it was all so blue.

He started putting you down and it hurt,

You thought all you were to him was dirt.

He started ignoring you and you wondered why,

All you wanted to do was curl up and die.

You thought your relationship would never end,

But that was all so fake and pretend.

One night he was so sweet to you,

You thought all those things were maybe untrue,

Two days later he was back the same,

You thought you were the one to blame.

He thought the relationship was getting too serious

And that you had become a little too curious.

By this time you knew it wouldn't last,

All the nice things he said were in the past.

You thought that you would marry him some day,

But this time God wanted to get his way.

You wanted things back how they were before,

But you knew this couldn't happen anymore.

It was a Saturday night about ten o'clock,

You heard the news and it wasn't a shock.

You knew this was going to happen soon,

As you laid there and cried in the pale lit moon.

This is one of my favorite poems because at some point of time every teenage girl finds a guy that she thinks is "The One". After a while you start to find out that he thinks something different and you are suddenly heart broken. Every girl goes throught this which is why it relates to me.

My Reflection