A Single Night Can Change Everything

     On the aphotic night of November 22, 2010 my grandmother was sitting in our living room watching television with my grandfather. Suddenly her body began to react to something and she began twitching. My grandfather was lost in confusion and did not know what to do other than help her out and call us for help. My mother and I rushed into the living room and found my grandmother twitching. We immediately called 911 and waited impatiently until they arrived. When they came my grandmother seemed to have calmed down already and the parademics told us that she had a ceisure that might have led from something she ate. We wanted to see if her mind was still working normally so they asked her what they it was and she replied "Monday". They then took her to the hospital and my mom went along. We called my aunt's house to let them know of this incident. My aunt and her husband rushed to the hospital while my cousins came to take us to their house. That was the first day I experienced such fear and sadness. I had been crying for hours, along with my grandpa, having my cousins tell us that everything will be fine. Everything was not fine, however. The next day when we went to the hospital my grandmother was not herself anymore. Her mind was not working normally, although she recognized who we were, and she thought the hospital room was our living room. I then realized that I may never live another hour with my grandma the way she used to be before this ceisure. The doctors informed us that my grandmother had a cancerous brain tumor and the best option would be to have it surgically removed. We, as a family, agreed and a day or two later the surgery began, before the tumor can result in further damage. After the surgery, we went to visit my grandmother and the picture of how she had looked will never leave my mind. She looked completely different and the only thing that had stayed was her incredible smile. That smile stayed on her face until the end. She was slowly recovering and after a few months we brought her back home. For a whole year I saw how much my mother and aunt were suffering in order to take care of her twenty four hours, seven days a week. Of course all of us family members helped out, but it could not be compared to my mother's and aunt's troubles. We enjoyed every minute we had with her, watching her slowly speak, say our names, eat, laugh, and sometimes walk. After a year we began to notice how much she had gotten worse. She started off not well, then improved hugely, and finally sadly weakened. We took her to the nursing home a week before she passed away. We stayed by her side, knowing of her soon future. A week later, on December 6, 2011, she passed away and shortly after that I noticed the change in my family. This event was probably the most affective thing in my life, because my grandmother had raised me and lived with me all my life and my memories with her were endless. After she passed, my grandfather was alone, my house was quiet, and something has been missing ever since. She was one of the most important figures in mine and my family's life. Unfortunately, this is life and we all have to adjust to the things that affect us in a helpful, or devastating way.

Baby Style

"Psy the Baby Whisperer? Babies Love 'Gangnam Style' too"
Published on November 10, 2012
By Deborah Netburn, The Los Angeles
http://www.latimes.com/business/technology/la-fi-gangnam-style-babies-20121109,0,1978837.story
     The music video and the song for 'Gangnam Style' has gone viral from the moment the genius behind it put it up. Radios have been playing it, television shows, movies, parties, and many more. The song, along with its dance is now known throughout the world and everyone is dancing and singing along to it, including babies. Parents have been uploading videos of their babies dancing and singing to the video. Screaming and crying babies are beginning to calm down due to the video. A ten-month-old baby named Benjamin is crying and screaming because of his father trying to feed him. Once the father turns on the video for 'Gangnam Style', baby Benjamin calms down and opens his mouth to eat. A seven-month-old baby girl named Ava cannot stop tearing up and crying until her mother turns on 'Gangnam Style'. One uncle recorded his sixteen-month-old nephew dancing along to 'Gangnam Style' repeating almost every move. Music is something that is relative to one's ears and soothes a person. A song can make one calm and cheerful, regardless what age the person may be.

The links to the three videos are:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=6W1Nmm6rjho
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=j_bI1K1MyzE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=u9SN66JxCTI

Journey to Moral Perfection

     Benjamin Franklin thought of thirteen virtues he had to follow in order to reach moral perfection. The three I chose to follow for the past three days were temperance, silence, and justice. Temperance meant that I could not overeat or get drunk. Silence meant I could only speak kind things about myself and others. Justice meant I could not commit any crimes. I began following temperance and did fine on Thursday. However, on Friday my friends and I had visited a cute restaurant called Teriyaki Me and I, having been starved the whole day, ordered a huge plate of food and after finishing it all did not feel good until the next day.
     I thought I should challenge myself and do something I knew would be difficult for me. Following silence, I decided to speak only beneficial things about myself and others. I found myself breaking that rule not a while after deciding to do it. I am not an optimistic person, so talking only beneficial things about myself was quite hard. I succeeded the part of talking good about others longer than talking good about myself. I, however, did not succeed fully about talking good about others when my friends began engaging me in their gossipy conversations.
     The third and final virtue I had chosen, justice, was quite easy for me to overcome. This was the only one I committed to all throughout the days and I am hoping I will commit to it for the rest of my life. I do not enjoy hearing about crimes and I would never engage in committing one. I could not live with the idea of even verbally hurting someone, worse, hurting them physically. This was not a difficult task and I am glad I completed at least this very important one.