Dream a Little Dream

Leaves,

Vibrant, brittle.

Falling, flourishing, developing.

Falling is never the end.

Life.


Lying,

Never ending.

Brutal and ugliness,

The truth of reality.

Lying.


Anger,

Cause: unknown,

Ready to explode.

How can you forgive?

Confusion.


A girl young of age,

With a dream to be,

The princess.

A girl young of age,

Now in school,

Her dream,

Now forgotten.

A girl now older,

Scared for the future,

With nowhere to go,

She hides in Books.

Pages are filled with her

Friends and Family.

Her dream has changed,

And never the same.

A girl,

With a dream to

Speak her mind.

Too scared to bear,

The judge of peers.

A girl young of age,

With a dream to be,

Her young little self.


Everyone grows up with a dream of some sort. Whether it’s to be a veterinarian, a doctor, a writer, a musician, or even a cook. At some time, those dreams fall away to the back of our minds and collect dust and become forgotten. Around seventy percent of people never dust off their childhood dreams and actually go to school to be that long forgotten person. Life gets in the way of the things we want to do in our spare time (whether it’s sitting down and reading a book; writing a blog; or going to school). Sometimes it’s better to take a break and do what makes you happy, than to continue to do what make you frustrated and angry. Take the time to dust off your childhood dreams, and dream a little dream. 🙂

The Westward Expansion

The Manifest Destiny was the westward expansion in the territories of Mexico City and California. The Manifest Destiny took place in James K. Polk’s presidency however, before the manifest Destiny occurred, many other events happened that greatly impacted the United States nation.

One of the main territories that the United States gained during the move westward, was the Oregon Country. The Oregon Country is located in the upper-westward United States. Before the Oregon territory became apart of the nation, many events took place that led to Oregon Country being apart of America. After the expedition of Meriwether Lewis and William Clark, many people starting, following the path they took, to settle west. The route that was taken became known as the Oregon Trail. On the path, there were many landmarks that kept the pioneers on track, such as Chimney Rock and Independence Rock. If the pioneers didn’t reach the landmarks and a certain point, many problems would arise. Traveling with the pioneers, were missionaries. Missionaries such as Marcus and Narcissa Whitman, traveled west in hopes of converting the Native Americans to Christianity. Another group of travelers were the Mountain men. The Mountain men were individual men that lived in the wild, and made a living trapping animals such as groundhogs, and selling their furs to fashion industries. This process is known as fur trading. At the time, fur clothing was a big fashion statement in parts of the world, such as China. Since fur clothing was a big hit in the fashion industry, fur was very expensive and rare to find. The Mountain men moved west, to trap and sell the fur animals in the new territory. The Oregon territory had multiple claims on the land. The United States, Great Britain, Russia, and Spain all had claims on the land. Russia and Spain had let go of their claim, knowing that they didn’t have very many settlers in the area. The U.S and Britain, however, kept their claims. The nations had agreed to share the territory however, a while later, more and more Americans were moving to Oregon, while it took longer for the British to arrive. This caused conflict with Great Britain. President Polk did not want to go to war with Britain, so they decided to split the land. Great Britain would get the northern part of Oregon while the United States would get the southern part.

In 1836, Mexico was in a revolution with Texas. It started out in 1821, after Mexico gained their independence.  Moses Austin received a land grant from the newly independent Mexico. However, Austin soon died and the grant was then handed down to his son, Stephen Austin. Austin then created a colony in Texas. He and many Americans moved to the new colony in Texas and Mexico granted the settlers: 320 acres of land each, plus sixty more acres if they were married, plus eighty more acres for every child, and forty acres for every slave. The land however, was to be exchanged for them to give up their religion and convert to the Mexican faith and to give up their slaves. A conflict with Mexico soon arose, with the Texans ignoring the new laws. At the time, the Mexican president, General Santa Ana, was throwing away the promise of a democracy by becoming a dictator. Santa Ana had vowed to take control of the Texas situation. However, the Texans starting forming committees of correspondence and militia forces, which started the Texas Revolution. With Sam Houston in command of the Texan army, many small battles broke out in October 1835. Later in early 1836, the Battle of the Alamo occurred. The Alamo is an old mission in Texas that had withstood a siege that had lasted for thirteen days. The Texans were able to hold off all assaults until the last one on March 6,1836. All Texans except for the women and slaves had died and a third of the Mexican army had died. After the Battle of San Jacinto, Texas gained their independence and stayed independent for about nine years. After gaining their independence, Texas became known as the Lone Star Republic. With Texas being an independent nation, there are positives as well as negatives. Because of the grant given to Stephen Austin, who started the colony, many foreigners and Americans now lived in Texas however, after the war, Texas was still terrified of Mexico and they were in huge debt. To solve their problems, Texas turned to the United States. After many discussions and arguments, the United States agreed to annex, or add on the land, to their nation.

In 1844, the election of 1844 between democratic candidate James K. Polk and the Whig candidate Henry Clay, took place. Polk won the election and then vowed to fulfill the idea of Manifest Destiny, annex Texas, gain control of the Oregon territory, and to gain control of the New Mexican Territory, which consisted of California and current-day Arizona, New Mexico, Nevada, Utah, and Colorado. William Becknell, a farmer from Missouri, traveled to Santa Fe with $300 worth of equipment to sell to pay back his debt to the bank. After traveling the 772 miles in sixty-two days, Becknell comes back with $6000. The second time Becknell takes the route to Santa Fe he takes more people along with him. The route that Becknell takes is later called the Santa Fe Trail.

After Congress agrees to annex Texas, conflict with Mexico starts to arise. The United States and Mexico can’t seem to agree on what the borderline for Texas is. The U.S thinks its farther south while Mexico thinks its north. Polk dispatches soldiers in the disputed area and goes before Congress and tells them Mexico has crossed the American boundary and killed our soldiers. Congress then declares war and Mexico, which starts the beginning of the Mexican War. After many American victories, the Treaty of Guadalupe-Hidalgo is signed and ends the war. The treaty states that the United States gets the Mexican Cession, which includes the New Mexican Territory and California, and Mexico receives $15 million dollars.

In 1839, a swiss immigrant, John Sutter, arrives in San Francisco, Mexico. He builds a farm and a trading post in the Central Valley. The Mexican governor at the time grants Sutter with 49000 acres of land, which Sutter uses to build a fort that later becomes the most important trading post in northern California. In 1847, Sutter hired a group of men to build a water-powered sawmill that later resulted in the discovery of gold. Sutter doesn’t tell anyone about the discovery but goes to the U.S army for help. Lieutenant William T. Sherman tells Sutter, they are unable to help him. Somehow, word of gold gets around and Sutter’s land gets overrun by claim jumpers and pioneers start moving west, toward California in hopes of finding gold. This starts The Gold Rush of 1849. Many foreigners such as the Chinese, British, Australian, and even escaped slaves and Native Americans travel to California in hopes of finding gold. Because of the many different races traveling to the United States, the nation gains a more diverse population, which greatly impacts the future generations. People didn’t just travel west to dig for gold, they also traveled west to start businesses that would get them just as much money. Levi Stratus arrived in California in 1850 as a tailor. He designed strong pants for the miners, with just his canvas. Henry Wells and William Fargo created the Wells Fargo Company for banking, mail, and also stage coach services.

The idea of Manifest Destiny, the annexation of Texas, gaining California and the New Mexican Territory, and the Gold Rush have all greatly impacted the United States nation. President James K. Polk was able to fulfill all of his goals that he had created when he took office and is greatly responsible for the large territory the United States now includes. During Polk’s presidency, there were five events that occurred that largely impacted the United States nation and those events are Oregon Country, The Republic of Texas, California and the Southwest, The Mexican War, and the American Rush West.

A Day to Never Forget

Flag flying on cloudy day

May 13, 1966.

A boy is born.

The boy quiet and kind,

But one not lost in the crowd.

A boy full of adventure.

A boy who loves his family,

And not afraid to show his sense of humor.

The downward slope with his skis became his passion.

The Colorado Mountains became his home.

The firehouse, family, and friends

Soon called the young boy back to New York.

Sports were taught, games were played, trips were taken.

The people of New York soon called to the young boy.

The boy, now a man full of courage.

A building full of danger.

The young man, however, was only able to return in the hearts of those who have lost.

George Cain

A godfather, an uncle, a brother, and a son.

A young boy, who lives in the hearts of those who will never forget.

On September 11, 2001 nineteen terrorists, part of the Al-Qaeda terrorist group, hijacked four airlines shortly after departing. Unfortunately, the hijackers were successful in flying the planes into the two World Trade Centers and one plane into the Pentagon. However, the passengers of United Airlines Flight 93, fought back against the hijackers and were able to crash the plane near Shanksville, Pennsylvania in Somerset County, Pennsylvania. Nearly 3,000 people were killed in one single day and 343 firefighters, including George Cain, died in the 9/11 terrorist attacks.

On the morning of September 11th, the New York fire department company Engine 16, Ladder 7 rushed to the World Trade Centers at the call of the North Tower being hit. The men of Ladder 7 left their truck on West Street and were then directed to evacuate the Marriott hotel, which stood between the towers. The Marriott was a 25-story building and was cut in half by the South Tower collapsing. After the North Tower collapsed, the hotel was completely demolished. All Ladder 7 firefighters were killed in the collapse of the hotel. However, the men of Engine 16 were miraculously saved. The 343 firefighters that had laid down their lives for the people of New York City will never be forgotten. They will continue to live and thrive in the hearts of all the citizens and people who continue to remember and to teach others of 9/11. 

At 7:59 am, American Airlines Flight 11 takes off from Logan International Airport with the intent of successfully leaving Boston and arriving in Los Angeles. There were 76 passengers, 11 crew members, and five hijackers on board.

At 8:14 am, United Airlines Flight 175 takes off from Logan International Airport with the intent of successfully leaving Boston and arriving in Los Angeles. There were 51 passengers, nine crew members, and five hijackers on board.

At 8:20 am and 8:42 am, both American Airlines Flight 77 and United Airlines Flight 93 take off from Washington Dulles International Airport and Newark International Airport. Flight 77 had 53 passengers, six crew members, and five hijackers on board and flight 93 had 33 passengers, seven crew members and four hijackers.

At 8:46 am, American Airlines Flight 77 is crashed into the North World Trade Center.

At 9:03 am, United Airlines flight 175 is crashed into the South World Trade Center.

At 9:37 am, American Airlines Flight 77 is crashed into the Pentagon, near Washington D.C.

At 9:59 am, the South World Trade Center collapses.

At 10:03 am, United Airlines Flight 93 crashes in Somerset County, Pennsylvania after the passengers hear about the attacks on the World Trade centers and the Pentagon.

At 10:28 am, the North World Trade Center collapses.

Those lost on September 11, 2001 live in our hearts, the hearts of those who will never forget what happened on the morning of September 11th.

Memory-Bound Chapter 2

There’s a sound. Almost like a clock ticking, but too loud and too close to be a clock. Maybe it’s a metronome keeping time with the beats. But there’s no musician. And what beats?

I crack my eyes open and the light pores in. The same beige-yellow walls and the same window. And that weird, annoying sound! I look to the right of my bed to see the heart monitor keeping beat with my heart. Oh, right, I knew that.

“Ah, Miss Julie, Welcome back,” says the short doctor who’s name I have forgotten. I continue to stare at her until she gets too uncomfortable, and starts ruffling through her papers. “So it seems that your temperature is normal, your pulse is normal, you’re all good!” the doctors smiles. I don’t smile back.

A nurse comes in–the same boy nurse as yesterday or whatever day it was when I passed out or fainted or whatever they want to call it.

“Miss Julie, it–it’s–um time for examinations,” the nurse stampers.

I look at him like he just said the sky was black. Why does he seem so scared? What exactly happened?

“It’s alright, Tyler. Just go slowly and talk to her the whole time,” instructs the short doctor.

The nurse walks over to the side of my bed and tells me to roll over so he can check my heart beat. When he is done, he goes to reach for my arm but pulls back with a look of guiltiness. “Miss, may I please see your arm? I’m must draw blood for a blood test.” I hesitate before giving him my arm.

After he is done with the examination, both the doctor and the nurse leave, however, they look more like they were two mice scurrying away from a cat.


“Good afternoon, Margie!”

“Well hello there Tyler. Do you finally have the blood samples?”

“I do,” says Tyler, “she has finally woken up–again.” Tyler hands the patient’s blood samples to the doctor. “She looks scared but brave at the same time. You know what I mean?”

“Yeah, well she probably just has Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder. Her blood is normal. Good luck,” snorts Margie.

“Thanks as always Margie!”

“Whose that?” a patient, near by, asks his nurse.

“Tyler,” the nurse answers. “His patient was in a coma when she came in and she has only been awake for an hour or two combined.”

“Really? Wow. What happened to her?” the patient asks.

“No really knows exactly. We just know that the police brought her in and she was in a coma with a few bumps and bruises.”

“Wow. Um… What’s her name again?”

“Huh?” The nurse distracted by the papers on his clipboard. “Oh his patient’s name is Julie.”


“Miss Julie?”

The terrified nurse is back. Is he here for more “examinations”? Or more tests? Or is he here to just be in the way?

“I have your blood test results back.”

Oh

I slowly sit up and face the nurse. He looks almost nervous and like a five year old little boy that did something wrong and is scared to be punished.

“So um… Miss Julie… your results came back normal,” the nurse stampers out.

I squint at him. Why is he so nervous and scared if my results came back normal? Did a different test come back with a concerning or bad result? Am I contagious with something?

I start to feel a little dizzy and weak from sitting up. I start to close my eyes but then suddenly pain spikes up my back and I scream. Everything around me goes black.

The Truth of Reality

Crown

The told truths,

And the found lies,

Poison the air around.

The truth of reality

Is the friends that support,

And the enemies who devour.

The feelings of happiness

When antics are shared.

The pain, the anguish,

And the humiliation.

The thrill of being superior

Around the peers of society.

A black hole of society,

That feasts on the anguish

And degradation of all.

The truth of reality,

A blanket of untruths,

That obscures truth,

That is ambiguous

To the human eye.

Never true contentment.

Thoughts of hated oppressors,

Attack! Attack! Attack!

The minds of all.

With nowhere,

Nowhere to hide.

The truth of reality,

Is never truly seen,

The truth of reality,

Is that society,

Is King!

Memory-Bound

The beeping of the heart rate monitor, sitting a few inches away from my bed, keeping track and keeping steady along with the beats of my heart. Foot-steps, coming and going; papers ruffling and data being written. All muffled; subdued.

*                                                         *                                                      *

I hear everything. Before, everything sounded muffled but now the beep beeping of the heart rate monitor, the voices of the doctors, all of it was now crystal clear. I understand and hear everything. Well, almost everything.

“Welcome back, Miss Julie Rose,” said a short, brown haired doctor. The doctor stared at me, expecting me to say something like, Good morning doctor or Yea, its great to be back. Instead, I just stared right back, leaving an awkward silence.

Looking at her clipboard and ruffling through the pages, the doctor says, “Okay, um… Miss Rose, since you are now awake we will need to examine your injuries we will need to do some research.” With that, the doctor leaves the room at a pace faster than the normal walking speed.

With the awkward doctor now out of the room, I look around my room. Ugly, green-beige walls; dark, yellow curtains with dusty blinds on the windows. Yellow covers on the bed with rusty orange pillowcases. A heart monitor, keeping constant beats with my heart near the side of my bed. The window that is about four feet from my bed, overlooks the tops of a few trees, meaning I am on either the third or forth floor. I am in a hospital, but how and why?

A nurse walks in, diverting my eyes from the window. “Miss Rose, I’m sorry to bother you, but we need to take some tests if that’s alright with you.” The nurse stares at me waiting for me to tell him that I don’t mind the tests or sure or even a nod, instead I stare at him blankly just as I did the short doctor. The nurse waits a few more seconds before he moves towards the bed to start examinations. “So, um… Miss, I have to um… check your heart beat so if you could, maybe turn over?” I continue to stare blankly at the nurse. My eyes follow him as he moves toward me. I turn on my side to let him examine me, but I continue to follow his every move.

When the nurse finishes he goes to reach for my arm to draw blood. I flinch and pull my arm away from him as fast as I can. I am suddenly terrified. The beeping from the heart machine quickens as my heart beat accelerates. The nurse’s eyes widen and he grows pale.

“Doctor Bell! Code!” the nurse cries.

That must be the name of the short, brown haired doctor. I don’t need a doctor, I don’t need anymore pokes and prods. Anger mixes in with terror, as my heartbeat accelerates the Doctor Bell rushes in; concern and worry written all over her face.

“What are you just standing there for!?” The she snaps and the nurses that have gathered around, “Get the cart! Julie, you have got to breath. If you do not breath and calm down, you will injure yourself even more or even die!”

That stilled my panic, what were the extent of my injuries? Could I really die? How did I even injure myself? With every thought, I continued to panic. Black spots clouded my view; clear, rushing doctors became blurry blobs with loud voices and sounds that have no meaning. What was the point of yelling? It only made things worse. With that thought, I blacked out. * * *

Cold, strong hands. Fear rushing through my veins. Wind blowing, or maybe its the air conditioner or maybe fans? The rough ground biting in my feet. Air rushing past; no longer feeling the rough ground below me. I am confused and scared and angry. I’m falling. Then nothing, everything is black.