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here's my paper on me for language arts so i can show you:
Jason Radford
8RS-1st Hour
October 14, 2005
Draft Four: All About Me
I think about other people too much. Maybe that’s why I never paid any attention to myself. When I showed a few friends my home, they couldn’t stop talking about how my family smells like flowers! I never recognized how I smelled because I was so used to living with it.
For my name, I can’t tell you much because there isn’t much behind it. “Jason” is of Greek origin, and I am a partially Greek on my mother’s side. But when my name was chosen nobody really considered using origins. Just whatever name anyone could agree on. When you think about it, it’s just plain and simple: Jason Radford.
If I’ve ever tasted something ordinary everyday average taste, it wouldn’t be something I really recall. I can’t really remember certain tastes if they don’t pop out at me. To name a few foods that I could eat but wouldn’t prefer, plain noodles, saltine crackers, steak (I know it’s normally considered delicacy but the taste doesn’t pop out), bananas, and even milk and water are a few.
My name is…I have no clue what my name is. It feels like no one cares about it. I don’t think it’s a name that people think “I like that name” when they hear it. From all the dinette fancy assorted choices for a spoon (a spoon chosen because spoons just plain rock), my spoon is the not-too-long, not-too-short, not-too-flat or round, just the average ordinary everyday spoon like most other spoons. It’s not a common spoon because nobody wants a perfectly regular spoon.
Even though it may be a negative thing that my name is boring and average, in some ways it’s a good thing that it’s normal. That’s because being normal qualifies that it will never be pondered about. It’s not a name chosen to be thought about. Some people with names that appeal or stick out are loved because of a good name and hated for having a bad name. What I’m saying is that if you have an odd name, you are vulnerable to be thought about, which means it could be judged as good or bad. The thing is, people have to think beyond my name if they choose to judge me.
What’s unique about me is that I have variety about myself. Even though I’m fun, I can be sad too. What’s unique about me is that most boys my age will be alike: skater, gangster, sportsmen, but I’m one of the few whose none of the above. Even at recess, I’m the only boy who doesn’t play football and would rather socialize. I’m the only boy who doesn’t hate Kelly Clarkson, better yet I obsess about her. I’m unique, that’s all. It seems normal to me, maybe not to other people.
I know I’m not tough so I don’t try to be tough, I’m not mean so I don’t try to be mean. It’s just so easy to be me! Be yourself and your whole life stays normal, it’s just that simple. Some people might have to flex their arms or bruise themselves to make them look tough or strong. I enjoy being me, being normal, and it’s fun!.
Recently my family needed to visit a college to prepare my senior sister for the choice of where to go, and it made me ponder about what I want to do. And really, teaching kind of surprised my thoughts. I told my parents my discovery and they said that I’d risk having a low paycheck, but if you’re dedicated to helping others’ lives, money isn’t a factor of decision. As long as you love what you’re doing, everything should be okay. When people think of me, they should think of me as relief, because I’m easy-going, and fun to be around, like an oasis in the desert. I try to keep it simple, easy, and fun!
Maybe my name represents a leaf on a tree. This tree is an ordinary average tree. If someone wanted to choose one leaf off the tree to pick, they wouldn’t choose this leaf because it looks like all the other leaves, but you might choose it over more ugly ones with bumps or holes, just the every day leaf-on-a-tree, average name. The name says it all by itself: the so-easy-to-say, don’t-touch-me-please type delicateness, and the so-boring-you-could-fall-asleep-while-saying-it type sense when saying and hearing it. It would never pop out at you; never scream “say me out loud!” Just Jason Radford, an ordinary name.
hope you like it...
here's my paper on me for language arts so i can show you:
Jason Radford
8RS-1st Hour
October 14, 2005
Draft Four: All About Me
I think about other people too much. Maybe that’s why I never paid any attention to myself. When I showed a few friends my home, they couldn’t stop talking about how my family smells like flowers! I never recognized how I smelled because I was so used to living with it.
For my name, I can’t tell you much because there isn’t much behind it. “Jason” is of Greek origin, and I am a partially Greek on my mother’s side. But when my name was chosen nobody really considered using origins. Just whatever name anyone could agree on. When you think about it, it’s just plain and simple: Jason Radford.
If I’ve ever tasted something ordinary everyday average taste, it wouldn’t be something I really recall. I can’t really remember certain tastes if they don’t pop out at me. To name a few foods that I could eat but wouldn’t prefer, plain noodles, saltine crackers, steak (I know it’s normally considered delicacy but the taste doesn’t pop out), bananas, and even milk and water are a few.
My name is…I have no clue what my name is. It feels like no one cares about it. I don’t think it’s a name that people think “I like that name” when they hear it. From all the dinette fancy assorted choices for a spoon (a spoon chosen because spoons just plain rock), my spoon is the not-too-long, not-too-short, not-too-flat or round, just the average ordinary everyday spoon like most other spoons. It’s not a common spoon because nobody wants a perfectly regular spoon.
Even though it may be a negative thing that my name is boring and average, in some ways it’s a good thing that it’s normal. That’s because being normal qualifies that it will never be pondered about. It’s not a name chosen to be thought about. Some people with names that appeal or stick out are loved because of a good name and hated for having a bad name. What I’m saying is that if you have an odd name, you are vulnerable to be thought about, which means it could be judged as good or bad. The thing is, people have to think beyond my name if they choose to judge me.
What’s unique about me is that I have variety about myself. Even though I’m fun, I can be sad too. What’s unique about me is that most boys my age will be alike: skater, gangster, sportsmen, but I’m one of the few whose none of the above. Even at recess, I’m the only boy who doesn’t play football and would rather socialize. I’m the only boy who doesn’t hate Kelly Clarkson, better yet I obsess about her. I’m unique, that’s all. It seems normal to me, maybe not to other people.
I know I’m not tough so I don’t try to be tough, I’m not mean so I don’t try to be mean. It’s just so easy to be me! Be yourself and your whole life stays normal, it’s just that simple. Some people might have to flex their arms or bruise themselves to make them look tough or strong. I enjoy being me, being normal, and it’s fun!.
Recently my family needed to visit a college to prepare my senior sister for the choice of where to go, and it made me ponder about what I want to do. And really, teaching kind of surprised my thoughts. I told my parents my discovery and they said that I’d risk having a low paycheck, but if you’re dedicated to helping others’ lives, money isn’t a factor of decision. As long as you love what you’re doing, everything should be okay. When people think of me, they should think of me as relief, because I’m easy-going, and fun to be around, like an oasis in the desert. I try to keep it simple, easy, and fun!
Maybe my name represents a leaf on a tree. This tree is an ordinary average tree. If someone wanted to choose one leaf off the tree to pick, they wouldn’t choose this leaf because it looks like all the other leaves, but you might choose it over more ugly ones with bumps or holes, just the every day leaf-on-a-tree, average name. The name says it all by itself: the so-easy-to-say, don’t-touch-me-please type delicateness, and the so-boring-you-could-fall-asleep-while-saying-it type sense when saying and hearing it. It would never pop out at you; never scream “say me out loud!” Just Jason Radford, an ordinary name.
hope you like it...