Feature Story on Family

I'm sitting against the wall in my sister's kitchen, watching everybody. It's my niece's 11th birthday party. She's opening her gifts and thanking everyone. The room is filled with her immediate family. She's too old to have big birthday parties anymore. At least, that's what she thinks. Kids.. Everyone's talking, catching up on things. Jamie is having another brother or sister in 9 months. Hearing this makes me think about family and how important it is. So that's what I'll do my feature story on.

No matter what you've done or where you've been, you have your family. You mess things up, and they help put it back together. You fall apart, and they pick up the pieces. Family is always there for you. You may think your best friend is your family or your boyfriend or girlfriend who means so much is your world, but for me , it's always been my family. Because even if things with my best friend or boyfriend fell apart, my family remained.

It's a great gift God gives us. You know, it's like they say, you're stuck with your family so you better love them. It seems like a lot of times we treat our family the worst out of everyone we know. We know they'll be there, because they have to. So our harsh words or behavior is acceptable. But really, it's not. We gotta treat our family for what they really are - a gift. We have to appreciate them and be there for them like they are for us. We have to watch what we say, because hurtful words can't be taken back, just forgiven.

For me, my mom has always been the most important person in my life. And my sister, Leanne, has always been that person that really got to me. When she would tell me she understood my situation and that it would get better, I believed her the most. Anyone else could have said it, but coming from her, it would actually get through to me. And my mom hurts when I hurt. She's happy when I'm happy. That's true love for a person. That's family.

I think about how important my family is to me. And I wish that everyone stopped for a second sometimes, just to think of what their family means to them. I still say hurtful words or forget to thank the people that do the most for me. It seems like we teenagers do this the most. But lately, I've just realized that it's not okay to do that. It's never okay to hurt the people who love you unconditionally. Because the most important thing in our life, is our family.

Me, Myself, and the funny little voice in my head

Powerpoints.

Caleb's was the best! I've been wanting to beat Minesweeper for a very long time! It was quick and to the point. I now know the secret to being a winner!

Chase's was cool because of his use with the "uke". I had no idea how to play it. Chase played us part of a really cool song and he did pretty good. I was so mesmerized by the uke that I didn't take notes. Woops. At the end, we listened to "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" by that famous Hawaiian guy. It was great.

Sarah's was the funniest! She was so serious about it and i applaude her for keeping a straight face...well, most of the time. The pictures of her and Nathan were great. Who knew the potential of Nathan's hair!?

5 High School Nespapers

1. The Feather
Fresno Christian High School
http://www.thefeather.com/
Fresno, California

2. Knight Errant
Benilde-St. Margaret's School
http://bsmknighterrant.org/
Saint Louis Park, Minnesota

3. Wayland Student Press
Wayland Union High School
http://waylandstudentpress.com/
Wayland, Missouri

4. The Harbinger
Shawnee Mission East High School
http://smeharbinger.net/
Shawnee Mission, Kansas

5. The Online Gargoyle
University Laboratory High School
http://www.uni.illinois.edu//og/
Urbana, Illinios

Besto Threeo

#1 Puns
The puns blog was actually fun. Eveyone had a great time telling each other corny or clever ones. I love witty things like that so I really enjoyed it. I'll give you an example. 'I relish the fact that you've mustard the strength to ketchup to me.' It was the best!
#2 Crazy Sandwiches
This blog assignment was very easy! That's a huge reason I loved it. It was just interesting how people actually spend there time crafting these sandwiches. Some looked disgusting but funny. Some were a thing of beauty. Others were just weird! I think just about everybody liked this one because it was just fun!
#3 eHow
How To Write a Paragraph about Liking Blogs. The instructions are simple - It's impossible to like blogging. Haha, I'm only kidding Ms. Melancon. This blog was so crazy. There are How To's for almost everything! So it gets third place!
#Last - 50 NP ideas
It was too long. After I while I was throwing out such crazy ideas! I have so many ideas about Caleb and random people. It got to the point where it was pointless. I mean, I'm not going to blog about any of them except maybe three. You're just silly Ms. Melancon, and you like reading our insane ideas. It has no benefit for the paper, admit it! :P

Autobiography

Hiii, :) I'm Araul Yeniag. I was born in Czek but raised in the States. Currently I live in a box. The birds feed me biscuits. I have named each bird accordingly: Ohh, Pretty, and Bird. People don't particulary like me. I think it's because I throw volleyballs at their cars as they pass my lonely box.

My friend, Belac Regal, and I travel under the sea to his hometown together. It's really nice in Seashell City. His parents get quite absorbed in their coversations. I guess this makes sense being that they are sponges. Sometimes it's rather difficult to look at Belac. He has these really big teeth and holes everywhere.

Anyways, back before my school burned down during a tragic sporting event, my life was good. I lived in a dumpster then. It was warmer during the winter. My favorite teacher, Mrs. (enter Greek last name here), really had a way of teaching. Her biggest downfall however, was her obsession with blogs. A few students were sent to the hospital because of broken fingers.

I'm sitting next to Belac now. He hasn't changed much over the years. He won't quit whining about how terrible he feels. I keep explaining to him that he takes a soak he'll feel very moisturized and refreshed. No matter though, because he doesn't listen. It's not very suprising. He doesn't have ears, just holes on the side of his head.

I have now realized how often I talk about Belac. I think I'm in love with him...

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