"Racist Killers"

Racism has been going on for years and years. If you look back to the 1900's you'll see that racism was one of this biggest problems. People died and fough for racism to end. Racism is one of the biggest problems that people have brought up. In social media, talking to their friends, writing stories and new articles, to even fighting for their lives just because they have a different skin color.
In Chicago, many people see policeman as racist killers. But you have think that not all policemen are like this. Many care for us and want to protect us. People can't out all policemen in a group if one policemen is being racist. For example, a white policeman shoots a black man because he goes and reaches out to his pocket. Everyone will assume that all of the policemen are like this. But people need to stop doing this. In that group one out of all the others did something racist, that doesn't mean all of them will do something that one did.

According to data from a survey taken by 8th grade students, 51.6% believe policeman are racist. 48.4% believe that policeman are not racist. This explains that many students think that policemen are racist and they judge people on their skin color, and even religion.

Other data form the survey shows that 15/32 students said that some policemen are racist but not all. This proves that many people think that policemen are being racist but a handful of them aren't. Many do care about us and want to protect us. Not all of them want to see others suffer. The other 17 say that policemen are racist but mainly in Chicago. This is showing us that a few people think that all policemen in Chicago are being racist.

While reviewing responses from the survey, one student said they were scared to wear a hoodie, scarf, and however a hat due to the "racist" policemen. Instead of helping us they are hurting us.
Even though data shows that more students think that policemen are racist. Many would agree that some are racist but not all. So if more people would take the survey they would all agree that some policemen are racist but not all. Many care for us and treat us kind and fair. So next time you think, are policemen really racist, not all are like this. So yes, policemen can be racist at times but not every single policemen are going to be racist.

I am Grateful For...

I am grateful for my family.  I know this sounds cliche, but I really am. I am thankful for them because the love me, care for me, make sure I'm okay, buy me the things I want/need. They love me and I love them.
 I am thankful for my grandma, she buys all the things I want, she loves me unconditionally, and I thank her for that. I am thankful for my mother, she cares for me, loves me, provides for me, for example, my house, my room, my clothes, my school supplies, she gets me the most important things, and especially she gave me life.
I am thankful for my sister, she played games with me when I was small, and showed me right from wrong as I grew older, she tells me what real friends are, and what fake ones are, she gives me advice, and even though we always get in fights, I still love her and I'm thankful to have her because if she wasn't in my life, I would be bored out of my mind.
I am thankful for my grandpa, he loves me, he spoils me, he fought for our country, I am very thankful for him. I am thankful for my uncle, he can be selfish at times, but when he isn't, he gives me and my sister money, and buys us things, even though he acts like a 3 year and is really 36, he makes things funny and fun, and I'm thankful for him.
I am thankful for all, my friends, because they helped shape the person I am today, they showed me what real friends are who friends were, who I should and shouldn't talked to, and I am thankful for each and everyone of them.
Last but not least, I am thankful for my best friend. Without her I would be know where, she makes me laugh, cry of laughter, she gets me mad, happy, sad, annoyed, but those are all the reasons of why I love her. So I can be thankful for many more things but I'd be writing a big book. So these are just a few things I'm thankful for.

News article: TWO 7TH GRADE STUDENTS GOT INTO A FIGHT?!

       June 1st 2016, Two heritage middle school students got into a fight. It was in the afternoon right after lunch when two 7th grade students got into it. Names were not released. One of the girls claims she was confronting the other. " So I heard that she was going around telling people that she was going to fight me on the last day of school. So I asked her why did she say this, and then when she made the first punch, so I ducked it and hit her back. My momma always told me that if anyone ever tries to hit me, then I should hit them back." Says one of the victims.      
         So after one of the girls made the first punch, the other ducked it and hit her back on the face, taking advice that her 34 year old mother gave too her. The same girl then grabbed the other by the hair then dragged her to the stairs. "I heard her hair ripping out because I was pulling it so hard. She kept trying to punch me and struggling to get out to fight me for real but she couldn't."
          A witness says "I thought they were going to knock me over and I would fall down the stairs. I left down the stairs as soon as I could." (Witness did not want to be named). Teachers tried to get the students off each other but it wasn't easy. A lunch lady at Heritage then got one of the girls off and calmed her down.
          Soon after the fight ended, the students parents came and talked to teachers and principals. According to the same victim "When I was in the office, the other girl got in trouble by her mom. We both had to stay on the office until our consequence was determined. My momma didn't have as much of a problem with this, because I was defending myself." The  student that was defending herself didn't get in trouble since she was defending herself. The other got suspended for the rest of the school year (only a school week). Most of the consequences were issued by parents and minor from the school their self.

Childhood Memory

In the summer when I was younger, my sister and I would always run around outside and play with our neighborhood friends. We would run in and out of my grandmothers house, to the back yard and back. Our favorite game was kick the can. If you never heard of it, here is a brief summary. It's basically like hide and seek but with a can. One person is it and the others hide. When you see someone you say "1, 2, 3, I see____" and then that person is out. But if you don't see anybody then you walk around and look for them. Or at anytime in the game, someone can run out and kick the can. But the finder can beat them to Then that person gets out. That's basically it. But when we played, we went in the backyards of others, their stairs, bushes, trees, down the block, we went eveywhere. That's one of the best memories I have ever had. Then after we got tired we would go inside and drink water, watch TV, draw, talk to our friends, but then as we grow up, we got more into phones and technology, so we really never did anything like that anymore. Now me and my sister barely talk to those friends, we rarely ever play kick the can. But I will always have those memories.

Paper Towns Summer Blog

The book Paper Towns, written by John Green, is  about a 17 year old boy named Quentin Jacobson who has lived across the street from Margo Roth Spiegelman, who he has admired for most of his life. But she never knew that.  Until one day "Margo cracks open a window and climbs back into his life"  she asked him to help her with a number of clever pranks on friends that turn their back on her.  But the very next day, after the pranks were completed. Margo disappears and doesn't return to school the next day. She left for Algoe, New York which is a "Paper Town" which is a fake town that map makers created to catch copyrights. So when Quentin and a few of his friends skip their high school graduation to find Margo. They discover that she doesn't want to be want to be found, she wants to get to know herself more than she already knows. So now Quentin needs to learn how to forget someone he thought he loved but never really knew.

Where Would I Like to go?

I love to travel. If you read my other blogs you would know that.  I want to go everywhere but one step at a time. Once I graduate high school I'm thinking about taking a year off to travel, then go back to school. But if I do that then I won't want to go back to school. But I just want to travel anywhere and everywhere. Next year (2017) there is a 70% chance that I might go to Canćun. I am so excited and I might never want to leave there once I go. I have never been to Mexico even though I'm Mexican and every time I tell someone that, they get so shocked. But not every Mexican has been to Mexico, and I also never learned Spanish. But I really hope we can go. If I do go, I will be going with my uncle, sister, mom, my moms friend and her husband, along with their son. But I am mostly excited about how many beautifull sights and pictures I can take. But I'm not very excited about the plane ride. Like I said before in my other blog, I look around at the people and my surroundings, not that it's a bad thing. You should always look at your surroundings. So when I go I'm just going to have as much fun as I can and take beautiful pictures. So now you know more about my love for traveling.

In ten years......

In ten years I see myself out of school from cosmetics and traveling the world and seeing things I've never seen before. I see myself going to bora bora, Barcelona, Spain, pureto rico, Israel, and so many more places. I just get so excited when I talk or write about traveling. I really want to follow in my great grandmas footsteps. I want to take so many beautiful pictures and walk on the places I've never thought I would be. For school I would like to attend Stanford university. Graduate with a medical degree and work in a hospital. Yes, I know that is a whole lot of school but I want to go to a good collage. If this whole surgeaon thing doesn't work out I hope to go to school for cosmetics. I found my love for makeup when I was about 11 or 12 years old. I watch makeup tutorials 24/7 and know how to do most of the styles. When I get bored I do my makeup, or just watch makeup tutorials on YouTube. But that's what I hope to go for....so I gues I can call that plan B. I also hope to be close to my church and god. Thanking him for me still being alive and doing the things I love. But my ultimate dream is to go on a cruise for 200+ days and it takes you all over the world. But that is way to expensive. I really don't care where I go, as long as I travel. But the one thing I don't get is how people hate to travel. I love it!! Like how can you not? So in ten years I want to be traveling and doing all the things I love.