So I'm doing a national history day project for my english and social studies classes, and the topic had to have something to do with rights and responsibilities, which is a bit aggravating. I apparently could not make my brain process while choosing topics, so my project is on Cleopatra's responsibilities to Egypt. When we started research I wasn't sure whether I thought there was a surprising amount of resources or if I thought there would be more. I guess I didn't think that the Romans were writing stories down.
At first I thought that Cleopatra would turn out to be a ruler that didn't think much about Egypt, and just did whatever to stay in charge and powerful (which is true to a point) but I had no idea she made the efforts she did to be closer to the Egyptians than her ancestry, who did not actually originate in Egypt. She was the first in her family to learn to speak Egyptian, and as a result of some of her endeavors, Egypt managed to gain enough riches to go from being a weak country to a strong one that the Romans eventually asked for financial and navy aid. Though her methods for getting power and making "allies" was unseemly, it did work for a long time.
Rome was a rapidly expanding empire, and if it hadn't been for Cleopatra, I don't think Egypt would have been around as long as it was, and it's eventual fall to Rome seems almost impossible.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Monday, January 20, 2014
reading
The Absolutely true diary of a part-time indian:
1 hour 1/14
2 hours 1/15
The fall of five:
20 mins
total: 200mins
3 hours 20 mins
1 hour 1/14
2 hours 1/15
The fall of five:
20 mins
total: 200mins
3 hours 20 mins
Monday, January 13, 2014
World history day project
To be honest, I'm more or less drowning in my topic in that I'm not sure where I'm really going with it. It's on Cleopatra, and though obviously I am not able to get primary sources regarding Cleopatra (due to my lack of ability to translate roman records or so much as get a look at them) lots of people like to tell the Queen's story. Some are all-for her, mostly due to some idea that the dead queen proves something about the significance of women and rights to having rights and education and such, while others basically label her as a ruler whose tactic was to sleep with potential allies. But both manage to agree that she pulled Egypt up into a time of wealth and prosperity, enough to a point of Rome asking Egypt for financial and navy aid. Which I suppose means that she was a responsible ruler up until the eventual point of Egypt's fall to Rome and her suicide.
Also being a "divine ruler" there wasn't really any guidelines she had to follow. She was somehow entitled to the right of doing absolutely anything. So in the end, which way does the scale tilt towards? Did Cleopatra tend to her responsibilities as best she could, and use her power to do anything in a way that was right, or does none of that amount to the loss of Egypt to the Romans?
As for my plans this week, I need to see my teacher about my bibliographies, and work on finalizing them for thursday.
reading:
the absolutely true diary of a part-time indian
friday jan 10th - 20 mins
sun jan 12th- 40 mins
Hex Hall
Saturday january 11th- 1 1/2 hours
(and though I don't think comic books count, I spent about 25 mins reading some new ones this weekend)
total: 150 mins
Also being a "divine ruler" there wasn't really any guidelines she had to follow. She was somehow entitled to the right of doing absolutely anything. So in the end, which way does the scale tilt towards? Did Cleopatra tend to her responsibilities as best she could, and use her power to do anything in a way that was right, or does none of that amount to the loss of Egypt to the Romans?
As for my plans this week, I need to see my teacher about my bibliographies, and work on finalizing them for thursday.
reading:
the absolutely true diary of a part-time indian
friday jan 10th - 20 mins
sun jan 12th- 40 mins
Hex Hall
Saturday january 11th- 1 1/2 hours
(and though I don't think comic books count, I spent about 25 mins reading some new ones this weekend)
total: 150 mins
Evil
Well theres different types of evil. Theres the little kid that intentionally ruins your life crying to make everyone hate you, all the way to something like "the first (evil)" in Buffy the Vampire slayer that attempts to usher an apocalypse.
I think of evil as the human impulse to want to cause others some emotional or physical pain. In a way I believe that all authors of every book/comic book I have ever read, and directors of all the TV shows I have ever watched, those authors and directors clearly live to cause me pain, and therefore are obviously evil.
My cross fit coach is an embodiment of evil. "First one to pass out gets to go home," is not exactly the words coming from a coach that cares. Besides, anyone who forces uncoordinated swimmers onto a field to run a 5k after a three hour swim practice and 3 other cross fit sets in 30 degree weather is clearly trying to kill us, to say nothing of the practices he decides to do in the pool. I hate underwaters enough during practice, but when I try to go back to back fifties(2 laps) underwater with one breath, it reaches a new level.
Heck, I'm going to mention another specific time. "Bailey I want you to do a breaststroke underwater (1 lap) and then you can get out." so I thought to my self, cool thats easy. Of course my dad happened to be there and felt the need to tell my coach it was too easy (after I already did it), which resulted in an sprint fifty(2 laps) with no breaths, and if I made it everyone got to leave.
I also think I came face to face with some evil that possessed the owner of my team when he came up to me before a race to tell me, "Pain is just a feeling like happy or sad." Didn't help me much but did succeed in scaring me half to death.
Of course those evils are not actually bad, just small little evils, but I'm not exactly in a great mood to write about serial killers and sadists and such.
I think of evil as the human impulse to want to cause others some emotional or physical pain. In a way I believe that all authors of every book/comic book I have ever read, and directors of all the TV shows I have ever watched, those authors and directors clearly live to cause me pain, and therefore are obviously evil.
My cross fit coach is an embodiment of evil. "First one to pass out gets to go home," is not exactly the words coming from a coach that cares. Besides, anyone who forces uncoordinated swimmers onto a field to run a 5k after a three hour swim practice and 3 other cross fit sets in 30 degree weather is clearly trying to kill us, to say nothing of the practices he decides to do in the pool. I hate underwaters enough during practice, but when I try to go back to back fifties(2 laps) underwater with one breath, it reaches a new level.
Heck, I'm going to mention another specific time. "Bailey I want you to do a breaststroke underwater (1 lap) and then you can get out." so I thought to my self, cool thats easy. Of course my dad happened to be there and felt the need to tell my coach it was too easy (after I already did it), which resulted in an sprint fifty(2 laps) with no breaths, and if I made it everyone got to leave.
I also think I came face to face with some evil that possessed the owner of my team when he came up to me before a race to tell me, "Pain is just a feeling like happy or sad." Didn't help me much but did succeed in scaring me half to death.
Of course those evils are not actually bad, just small little evils, but I'm not exactly in a great mood to write about serial killers and sadists and such.
Monday, December 9, 2013
reading times
lord of the flies
december 5th 1.5 hours
The hate list
december 4th 1 hour
Total 150 mins
december 5th 1.5 hours
The hate list
december 4th 1 hour
Total 150 mins
writing center
I didn't ever go to the writing center. I think thats all it said to write so... yeah.
"day in the life"
Normal day, well it depends on if a normal day is a monday or a Wednesday. Then tuesday and friday are the same as wednesday and thursday is like a monday, and well weekends have a norm that usual merges together.
Only difference between the mondays and wednesdays is how early I get up. Mondays its four a.m. for swim practice, and the other days, well I get two more hours of sleep.
Swim practice before school is actually crossfit, there's swimming involved but usually I have to get ready for school before then. For that we have a coach, who my parents used to joke was a figment of my imagination, because the only time anyone sees him is at practice and usually the swimmers and our swim coach, Jeannine are the only ones up.
He enjoys making comments like, "If you pass out you can go home." He also gave us all nicknames when he started coaching us. The nicknames are things like; Sleepy, Rich kid, Punky bruster, New York, Big country, my people, beast mode, denim... I had a nickname at some point but then I think Jeannine told him I didn't think he knew my actual name and he started calling me Bailey.
So thats crossfit, and then well, I go home and grab my back pack my sister is usually ready by then, and then school, which is a pretty well known drill.
Classes, break, Classes, Lunch, Classes
And so the school day is over.
After school my mom picks me up, and usually we're very close to being late to swim practice, which unnerves me (being late). I grab my equipment bag, change into my practice suit and go sit on the mats with my team.
Practice.
My shoulder starts to hurt to a point where my coach either makes me get out or kick.
Practice is over, and I either ride home with my parents.
Dinner.
Then by this time it's almost nine and all I have done of my homework is what I did at tutorial, and on mondays and thursdays, I usually begin to find it exceptionally difficult to stay awake, but alas, I have homework from 6 classes and I go to sleep from anywhere from 12 to 1 a.m.
Only difference between the mondays and wednesdays is how early I get up. Mondays its four a.m. for swim practice, and the other days, well I get two more hours of sleep.
Swim practice before school is actually crossfit, there's swimming involved but usually I have to get ready for school before then. For that we have a coach, who my parents used to joke was a figment of my imagination, because the only time anyone sees him is at practice and usually the swimmers and our swim coach, Jeannine are the only ones up.
He enjoys making comments like, "If you pass out you can go home." He also gave us all nicknames when he started coaching us. The nicknames are things like; Sleepy, Rich kid, Punky bruster, New York, Big country, my people, beast mode, denim... I had a nickname at some point but then I think Jeannine told him I didn't think he knew my actual name and he started calling me Bailey.
So thats crossfit, and then well, I go home and grab my back pack my sister is usually ready by then, and then school, which is a pretty well known drill.
Classes, break, Classes, Lunch, Classes
And so the school day is over.
After school my mom picks me up, and usually we're very close to being late to swim practice, which unnerves me (being late). I grab my equipment bag, change into my practice suit and go sit on the mats with my team.
Practice.
My shoulder starts to hurt to a point where my coach either makes me get out or kick.
Practice is over, and I either ride home with my parents.
Dinner.
Then by this time it's almost nine and all I have done of my homework is what I did at tutorial, and on mondays and thursdays, I usually begin to find it exceptionally difficult to stay awake, but alas, I have homework from 6 classes and I go to sleep from anywhere from 12 to 1 a.m.
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