6 Word Memoir # 2

This is a 6 word memoir I did. I try to change myself for the better. So this is a memoir that kind of describes me most of the time.

 Don't wait-Be the change, now.

The Brother that Couldn't Hear

This is my play I wrote for Creative Writing class. I got my inspiration from my brother's godfather, he has to son's named Ryan and Paul and something similar happened to them. I wish I could've had a better plot to the play, but I worked with what I had.

 

Cast of Characters

PAUL-The eldest brother, he is 24. He wearing a blue shirt and khaki shorts with flip flops. He is visiting his younger brother at college. After a long week he is just ready to have a good time. Has never taken Sign Language in his life, but is fluent in many other languages.

RYAN-The younger brother, he is 21. He was wearing dark green polo and khaki shorts with Vans. He is excited to see his brother for the weekend and go out for a good time with his brother and two of his friends.

CHARLOTTE-Friend’s with Ryan. She is wearing a pink tank and jean shorts.

ASHLEY-She is a friend of both Ryan and Paul. She is wearing a yellow sun dress.

POLICE MAN 1-About 6 feet tall and looks as if he has been working out lately.

POLICE MAN 2-Police man 1’s back up.

POLICE WOMAN- Police man 1’s back up as well.

Scene 1

Lights come up on a street in, what looks like the middle of the night, the four are walking along the street after all the bars have closed in town and they have all had just one glass to many. Ashley has linked arms with Paul, while Charlotte and Ryan are walking hand in hand when a police car pulls over.

POLICE MAN 1: Good evening.

ASHLEY: (giggling) Good evening officer.

(Others laugh)

POLICE MAN 1: Had a bit too much to drink tonight? Would you like a ride anywhere?

RYAN: Hey man, she’s my brother’s girl, back off.

POLICE MAN 1: I was just asking if you guys needed a ride home. I wouldn’t want two young men and two beautiful women like yourselves to get caught up in anything that would get you into trouble.

RYAN: (becoming angry at the officer) We can handle ourselves.

POLICE MAN 1: (in a calm but stern voice) Sir, please calm down. I’m just trying to help you out, please calm down.

RYAN: (becoming more angry) Let’s go guys. (as walking away Ryan bumps into the officer) (shouting) Man! We are just trying to leave why do you have to bump into me. (pushes officer down)

End scene

Scene 2

Ryan is in the back of a police car, while his brother and friends are trying to figure out what to do to keep him from going to jail. Now there are three police officers, the man from before, a new man, and a woman. Paul, Ashley and Charlotte are getting nervous about the situation.

PAUL: (Moving his hands in a way to make it look like it is sign language)

CHARLOTTE: Officers our friend here is trying to tell you something

POLICE MAN 2: (speaking to Ryan) Well, what is it boy?

PAUL: (more movements with his hands)

POLICE MAN 2: Well, what is it? What’s wrong, cat’s got your tongue?

PAUL: (more movements with his hands)

CHARLOTTE: Officer, he can’t talk, he is deaf. He was born deaf.

ASHLEY: Yeah, and his brother was just trying to protect him, people are always picking on poor Paul or taking advantage of him because he can’t hear.

CHARLOTTE: Yes, please, you have to let our friend go, he was just trying to help his brother.

PAUL: (moving his hands in wild gestures)

CHARLOTTE: He is saying, “I’m so sorry for all the trouble I have been causing everyone tonight. It was my idea to come out tonight and my brother just wanted to keep me safe. It is entirely my fault for everything that happened tonight.”

POLICE MAN 2: Wow. What a hard life this poor kid must have had. I feel so bad for the kid; it looked like his brother was just trying to help him out. I have to let him go if he was just trying to protect his brother.

End scene

Scene 3

POLICE MAN 2: (un-cuffing Ryan) Hey man, I’m sorry for everything that happened tonight. It must be hard growing up with a brother who can’t hear.

RYAN: Uh..yeah man. Sure was.

POLICE MAN 2: Now you guys have a good night and try to stay out of trouble will you?

RYAN: Sure thing.

End scene

Scene 4

The four walking back to the college campus, they have all sobered up since the run in  with the police.

RYAN: Hey, what the hell just happened? One minute I’m sitting in the back of the cop car the next the guy is letting me out saying how sorry he is for me about have to grow up with a brother who can’t hear.

(Paul, Charlotte, and Ashley all burst out laughing)

PAUL: Well, it’s kind of a funny story…

Lights fade out on the backs of the four walking away.

End scene

6 Word Memoir

This is a 6 word memoir I made. It is a visual  memoir so I painted it. I wish I had more time to paint it so the pictures would look nicer.

Affection

This is a poem about a trait. I had to giving a trait, such as affection, human qualities tell what they are like. This is the revised version, the first one was in paragraph form, but I thought this way looked nicer.

Affection walks around

 handing out her

 kisses and hugs.

  Loving almost much

as Love loves.

 Affeection’s favorite past time

 is cuddling with her boyfriend, Devotion.

 They are the really cute high school

 couple that stay together

 all through high school and college

 ending up getting married and

 having adorable kids together.

 Affection hangs around with

 Adore, Care, Kindness,

 Love and Passion,

 they all just happen to be

 the cheerleaders of the school,

 who show support to all the jocks,

 even the ones who scare them

 like Rage and Anger.

 Affection just wants to show everyone how much she cares.

Rain Rain Go Away

This is a vignette I wrote in class. I took it from a memoir start we did a few days earlier in class. This is something that happened to me when I was about 6 and my brother was about 3 or 4.

The rain poured down for days and days and felt like it would last forever. The clouds were a dark grey that usually means it isn’t going to stop raining for a while. But my grandparents insisted on going to the museum.

    Dressed in our rain coats and rain boots, my little and brother and I rain our little legs to the car. It smelled like the smell that you can only describe as grandma’s house. Sitting behind grandpa in the car I could smell the faint smell of his cigars that make my nose wrinkle and my head pound for the longest time until I can breathe fresh air, and that’s when the pounding in my head will stop. The silence in the car is loud until my brother turns to me and says, “Let’s count the green cars!”

    The streets were so flooded; I remember our car looking like a boat in water at certain times when the water got really high. I thought that maybe it would rain so hard that maybe our car would turn into a submarine, and how cool would that be? I would be able to go back to school and tell everyone that my car turned into a submarine because it was raining so hard.

    When I saw the car coming I didn’t know what would happen, but the next thing I knew it was sparing water up at our car. There was so much water it looked like an ocean wave crashing over me to my little six year old self.

    I’m not sure when the rain stopped, maybe three or four or maybe five days later, maybe a week later, but that car spraying water up, you couldn’t even classify it as spray because there was so much water all around.

My Burning House

This was a project for Creative Writing called the Burning House Project. I had to find more than 5 and fewer than 20 items in my house that I would take with me if my house was on fire. Here is the website to many other people's Burning House: http://theburninghouse.com/

Name: Heather Rosson

Age: 17

Location: Walnut Creek

Occupation: Student

Website: http://meatcat8950.blogspot.com/

List:             

·         My two dogs; Max (left) and Honey (right)

·         My four favorite books;  Just Listen and Lock and Key by Sarah Dessen and I’d Tell You I Love You, But then I’d have to Kill You and Cross my Heart and Hope to Spy by Ally Carter

·         Hairbrush

·         Foundation and mascara

·         The Seely Booth drawing from Jimena

·         My Kindle

·         NCS medal for water polo

·         Earthquakes scarf with win pins on it

·         Laptop

·         [not pictured] The baby blanket my grandma knitted me

Friends and Family

This is an essay I wrote for my English class. I wrote my essay about how friends and family help you through things. I wrote about the friends in the movie The Station Agent and family  in Win Win. And I wrote about a personal experience about how a family member helped me make a choice.

“A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked,” Bernard Meltzer. Friends are important in life, because they know when things are bad, and they want to help. Family is also important in life because they will always be there, even when friends are not. In both Win Win and The Station Agent, the main characters find that their friends are important in their lives.

            Finn, from The Station Agent, seems very simple in the beginning of the movie, having a routine that he does every day, but when his business partner dies he moves to Newfoundland, and he meets two unlikely friends who show him just what friendship is. “It’s funny how people see me and treat me, since I’m really just a simple, boring person.” When Finn says this he wishes he could just be left alone, because he never has had real friends before. So when Olivia and Joe’s friendship with Finn starts to grow, Finn does not know how to be a friend back to them. They want to be friends with him and want to help him in his struggle at be a dwarf. So at the end of the movie when Olivia says, “Would you do me a favor and not look at me right now,” Finn wants to help her with her depression.

            Kyle is a lost teenager who just wanted to get away from his mom and her boyfriend by staying with his grandfather, but when he finds the Flaherty family instead, he discovers what family really means. Mike’s wife is hesitant to trust Kyle because of his appearance: “We have kids, Mike. I’m not taking any chances with Eminem down there.” But when Kyle shows interest in the wrestling team, and turns out to be really good, the whole family starts to warm up to him and believe in him. “The kid’s got a chance to do something special, maybe even change his life,” Mike remarks regarding Kyle’s wrestling talent. But all goes wrong when Kyle’s mom shows up demanding he return to Ohio with her. Kyle lets it get inside his head right before the state championships and loses. After Kyle loses the wrestling match, he no longer trusts Mike because Mike had lied to his grandfather. Kyle starts to pack his bags to leave with his mother, whom he hates, when Jackie, Mike’s wife, tells him, “Kyle, we love you,” and that is when Kyle knows that, even though they are not blood related, the Flaherty’s love him as if he were their own child, and he loves them as if they were his parents.

            Entering Las Lomas was a scary thing for me because at my middle school we only had 24 people in our eighth grade graduating class. I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to fit in at Las Lomas and was scared that it was going to be hard to make friends. One thing that really helped me make friends was deciding to play a fall sport, water polo, which started the week before school started. The person who helped me decide to play water polo was my mom. I can always count on her to help me decide what to do to further my education or to help me with a friend problem or even help me pick out my Prom dress. I also trust my friends’ opinions but not as much as my mom’s.

            Without Olivia and Joe, Finn would have never been able to learn how to be a true friend, and Kyle would not know what a real family was without the Flahertys. Friends are just important as family, and considering their opinions is something I do all the time. Without my mom, I would not have made some of the greatest friends that I have today. With family and friends, Finn, Kyle, and I have all been able to do great things, such as saving a friend’s life, learning to accept that all people are not the same, and making a major choice that will affect the rest of my life.

"I Never Knew They Could Do That with Ordinary String"

This is a story I wrote and the first line had to start with "I never knew they could do that with ordinary string." It is an essay prompt for a college application in Chicago. This is the story I came up with:

"I never knew they could do that with ordinary string" was the headline of the article I randomly turned to one day. I was intrigued by this and started to read, little did I know that it had nothing to do with an ordinary string, but rather of a college that did things a little different than other colleges. For your application essay you would have to write a story with the starting line, "I never knew they could do that with ordinary string." After reading the article I clipped it out of the newspaper to hang on the wall because I was to intrigued by it. When friends and family came over and they would ask me more and more questions about the college, which I did not have the answers too. As the article became older and the paper became browner and wrinklier.

When it was finally time for my daughter to apply to a college she only wanted to go to one place, University of Chicago, the place she grew up knowing as "the string essay college." When her essay topic came, it was none other than "I never knew they could do that with ordinary string." She took it and flew with it, writing the story of her ordinary life leading to her to apply to UC because she grew up with this article posted on her father's office wall. When her acceptance letter came we were more than thrilled. That fall we were all on our way to drop her, including her life long friend, Mr. Fuzzicle, the big fat tabby she had since about she was five.

Getting to the college is a whole different story and how many times we got lost I can't even count on all three of our hands. But finally getting to this college that I had spent the last half of my life learning so much about because of one article, it was a great moment in my life. Learning all I could about this college and their unusual methods, it was amazing to finally be there and stand in front of their doors.

My daughter spent all four years of college at the University of Chicago. Towards the end of the third year of her college she met and boy who she would now looking back call "the one," but I just call him son-in-law. They fell in love and two years after they graduated (with honors) got married and moved 20 minutes away from us and had three beautiful kids. While they wished for all three of them to go to University of Chicago only one did,the youngest, the other two claimed they wanted to direct their own future and not follow in their parents footsteps. He, just like his parents, graduated with honors, his older sisters didn't.

When all is said and done, and I am looking down on my family from where ever I will be in the end, I know how lucky I am to have picked up the newspaper that day and read that one article. Without that I would never have had my three beautiful grandchildren and a son-in-law who loves my daughter the way she deserves to be loved. Who knows the life I would have had if I had not picked up that article that day, maybe someone out there is living that life because they did not pick up the article.We make life changing decisions every day, but are we making the right ones?

The Twisted Tale of Cindy

This is a revised fairy tale of Cinderella . We had to keep the basics of the fairy tale in the story but could take the story where ever we wanted. So my story is a little twisted with the "evil stepsisters" being loveable stepbrothers and Cindy's mom running away instead of dying.

Cindy was a semi-normal 17 year old girl, with a mother and a father. But Cindy’s dad was not the greatest person, he had cheated on his wife with another woman, so one day when she came home to find that her mother was gone and her father’s mistress, Kendra, in the kitchen, Cindy was not even upset. She didn’t really like her mother because she would not let her participate in beauty pageants, for her mother thought those girls were shallow and did not help with the serious problem of sexism. But Kendra on the other hand had been crowned Miss Virginia twice, so Cindy knew she was going to get to participate in pageants now since Kendra only had two sons, one 18 and the other 20, she was going to love taking Cindy to pageants.

            When Cindy’s father and Kendra got married they were so happy to be one mixed happy family. But the happiness didn’t last long, for only about a month later Cindy’s father was taken to jail for being a conman and coning people out of their money. Kendra was so distraught that she left the three kids at home and went on a trip to Denver, Colorado to go skiing o make herself feel better. After their mother left, Cindy and her stepbrothers decided to throw a massive party inviting all the rich popular kids at their elite private school. Cindy was so excited to invite Preston Chandler, the most popular attractive boy(according to Cindy) at their school, that she had complete forgot her mother had ran away from her and her father was in jail.

            Before the party Cindy wanted to find the perfect outfit, so she took her stepmom’s extra credit card and went shopping. When she found the perfect dress she bought it and went to get a pretzel because she was starving. When Cindy got home and put on the dress it ripped and Cindy started to cry. Not knowing what to do, she called her good friend Fairley who could most likely fix the dress all up. After Fairley came and fixed the dress making it look even better than before, Cindy and Fairley headed down stairs.

            As the night went on, more and more people should up to the party, but not Preston. Cindy waited and waited, but while waiting she became border and border. So when her stepbrother, Jeff asked her if she wanted to play a game with him and his friends, she said yes because she had nothing better to do. They all ended up getting totally wasted and Cindy wasn’t positive but she was pretty sure when Preston arrived at around 12 she told him to leave because he was not welcome there anymore. But when Cindy woke up she wasn’t alone in her, Jeff was there. But then it was all coming back to her, Preston had shown up with another girl very late to her party and to get back at him she had kissed Jeff in front of him and then ran him off the property. And his shoe had fallen off, so she threw it at him. But why had she gone up to her room after that.

            But then she remembered going to her room and people being in there, and after that she just lost it and started crying, when Jeff found her, he sent everyone out of her room and Jeff sat there and listened to her cry and tell him about her crush on Preston and then she apologized for kissing him. He told her it was okay and that he didn’t mind kissing pretty girls. She then laid there with him next to her telling her about how stupid Preston was for showing up to her party with another girl and how he shouldn’t worth her time. And then the last thing she remembers was kissing him for real and falling asleep.

            When he woke up she told him that she really liked him and that the second kiss was for real. He told her he knew. They then proceeded to pack all the things they would need and left Mark (the other stepbrother) passed out on the floor. As Cindy closed the door to the house for the last time she thought, “I must have the most dysfunctional family in the world.” No one ever heard from Jeff and Cindy ever again, so they must have lived happily ever after.

Under The Rug

    This is a picture story. I choose a picture that had a name and a line and had to use the line in the story. The title also had to be the same that was given. There are many of these out in the world.

One day Mr. Reynolds, who was 73 and had lived alone since his wife had died, found a bump in the rug. Unaware of the happenings that would follow, Mr. Reynolds stepped on the bump. The moment he did hundreds of bumps appeared. The more he stepped on the bumps, the more bumps appeared. But that is not what made Mr. Reynolds was nervous . No, it was when the bumps stared to move. He tried and tried to get rid of the bumps, he vacuumed them, he hit them with a broom and he poured water on the mysterious bumps, until finally he gave up on getting rid of the bumps. He went to bed and when he woke up the bumps were all gone.

Two weeks passed and it happened again. Except this time it was worse, there was double the bumps on the floor. He didn’t even know how it was possible for so many bumps to fit into his small house. But just like the last time, the next morning when he awoke, the bumps were all gone. The bumps came and went as they pleased, and after a while the bumps started appearing on the walls and as they came and gone, Mr. Reynolds got a little crazier each time.

People wouldn’t believe him when he told them about the bumps. The people in the town started to talk, but he didn’t care, he knew they were real. When his children found out that their father was seeing bumps they didn’t think twice about sending him to an old folk’s home. Mr. Reynolds fought his children through the whole ordeal, he didn’t want to leave his home, it was the only place he felt safe anymore and the bumps were his only friends anymore. The only fond memory he had of his new “home” was that this is where he used to come visit his grandfather.

The third day Mr. Reynolds was at the old folk’s home the bumps started to appear in his room when no one else was around. When he mentioned them to a nurse she quickly told a doctor who put on some heavy medication for a few days. The next time the bumps came back he told no one out of fear that they would put him on the heavy medication again. These bumps became his only friends in the home and he started to keep to himself more and more. The others just did not understand the bumps. He was not hallucinating, the bumps were real and he knew it.

When the leaves started to turn that ugly color of brown and fall to the ground where children would jump and stomp on them to make them crunch, Mr. Reynolds was found in his room. When the nurse found him he was stone cold with bumps all over his skin. They never determined what had killed him, they simple said it was of old age. His children found it hard to believe that now both their parents were dead.

When Mr. Reynolds youngest grandson came home after his grandfather’s funeral he was playing in his room when a strange bump appeared on the floor near his bed.