Friday, May 16, 2008

please welcome.......

our newest US citizen!!!

Congratulations, Maria!

My Real Sad Story

Dear friends, two weeks ago I read a book about four true stories of abuse. The four stories are very sad, they talk about their lifes when they were child and younguest. They talk too how they follow ahead and how try to live a good life far away from bad memories of violence and abuse.

When I read this book,sometimes I cried and I was sad, but at the time happy, because they improve themselves. It's hard for me to try tell this, because something like that happened to me when I was child. I'm ok now. I suffered abuse by a man too, this man is son's friend from my mom when she was young. He never raped me, but I try to remember what's wrong in that time, because my mind close that part.Sometimes I don't remember what more happened. I talked about that with the priest in the church, where I volunter. He told me to try and remember all together and maybe that would help me. All that thinking about that I remember just one part. He never raped me only touched me, but I can talk about that, I need it. Because when you are child and suffer abuse by anybody,you think it is your fault, but it isn't. I never told my mom and she didn't know now, because she is sick and I don't want her to feel it is her fault. My Dad abandoned to my mom when I was very child, my mom worked hard for us for that I love her. I never said anything because I had been afraid and wouldn't be believe. Now I think it's not my fault,because I was only 11 years old.

I think of the girls and woman who are sitting there hiding their own secret of sexual abuse or other kind of abuse, too ashamed to speak it aloud. When something horrible happens to you and you keep it buried, it's easy to start believing that your story is the worst, that you are uniquely horrible, and that no one would ever, ever be able to accept you.

If they knew the truth about you. My husband and my little brother know my story, they support me and give thanks to GOD that man didn't raped me. I have learned to accept myself and to see the good things that make me what I am.
Now I try live the present, the past is back.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008


So this is it. The end of our journey. Here is your homework for the summer:

1. Read good books
2. Write in your journal
3. Post and comment on the blog

This year, your class has published a total of 92 posts on "The Beginning Writers"! This is totally AMAZING! I am so proud of you for your courage to take on something new, for sharing your stories so openly, and for being willing to share them with the world. I look forward to seeing some new posts during the summer. If you want to save them first as a draft, I will check them over for you before publishing. I will check the blog daily and hope to keep in touch with you this way. I'm going to take some pictures of our potluck today, and I will post them next week. So be sure to check in!

Thank you, everyone, for making it a joy for me to come to work every day.

Denver Museum of Nature & Science

This day was so funny and interesting because I accompanied my 7-years-old son at Denver Museum of Nature & Science. It's very impressive all we can learn in a little field trip with our kids.

First, it's satisfactory to look the advance of my son in relation of living together with teacher and friends. Since, my biggest fear was my son would can't adapted whole at his school life.

The first area we visited was Gates Planetarium in that we know so much details about our planet, how it was formed, know stars and the most impressive was the movie we saw and all the children were astonished because in the theater all look like we are really in the space.

Then we visited the Egyptian Mummies Area and a curious thing was to prove the intelligent of the kids because they know so much about this time. The Museum is an incredible place. In the Museum, an adult can transform into a child for the whole time they are there.

All time was of learned, but the only bad thing was we didn't have time to watch all areas in the Museum. I can make a conclusion, "Is better to give quality of time than quantity of time to our children".

Friday, May 9, 2008

To my Mother...

Those littles lines are for somebody who is so special for me. She is the best example of women in the earth. Even though she is so far away from me I feel like she is with me all the time.

This person has been my strong since a was a kid. She pushes me to do things on my own. She gives good examples. She is always there to hold my hand when I am down. She is always there to give breath whenever I need it. With she I share my sads and my victories. I can count on her all the time because she is there for my and my syblings. She is simple and smart at the same time. She is a good sister and a good daugther. Whenever you want to do she is ther to support you.

I really Admire her, this women is mi Mother. Happy Mothers Day?.. and! Happy Mothers Day for everybody who is a Mother!...

My Best Friends

I have two best friends in Africa when I was five to twenty years old. The names of my friends are Lace and Lens. They are twins, both of them are male.

The three of us lived in the same neighborhood and were born the same year but different months and the same date.

We attented the same school in Africa, we had a common name that our neighbors, school mates, class mates,and other people called us with.

This name is called the big three because we have the same desires about becoming great and useful guys in the future, the same thinking about how to resolve problems.

We were motivated the same way, we were not just friends but a family, brothers, and beyond. Their parents and my parents were the same kind of friends and neighbors too. They were all happy with our friendship.

I worry about them and their future some times.I some times imagine us being together, talking about the future, how we wanted to have a successful life.

Imagining ourselves in America, Asia, Europe, and other part of the world.I miss them a lot and I wish for them to join me some day.

With All My Love

I just want to tell you some important things
that I never told you before.
I want to let you know that:
You are the reason for my existence,
you gave me the life and your advice,
you are for me the biggest of all the women.
And from you beautiful interior,
you gave me all your love and care.
For all this, you are my adoration
and I just want to tell you,
Thank you for all your blessing.

Happy Mother's Day to everyone!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, May 2, 2008


When Emperor Napoleon III of France knew that Mexico suspended debt payment for a period of two years, Napoleon III decided to invade Mexico and establish a monarchy in favor of France. He wanted to dissolve the constitutional government of Mexico and send a Emperor to respect their authority thus choosing Maximiliano of Habsburgo.In April 1862 the French army arrived in Veracruz. Then on May 5, 1862, the Mexican forces defeated a foreign power better prepared. To this event we called Battle of Puebla (Batalla de Puebla). This battle was an important victory with global resonance as the Mexican army defeated the French army, which was more experienced, reputed, and considered the premier army in the world."Cinco de Mayo" is celebrated in the U.S.A. because the General Ignacio Zaragoza was born in Texas while it was part of Mexico. For this reason he is considered the first Chicano hero. It seems that even people not of Mexican decent may also have an indirect reason to celebrate Cinco de Mayo. In Mexico it's a very significant event, but not an obligatory federal holiday.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

close to the end

We are getting close to the end of the school year. Our last day of class is Friday, May 16th. I have mixed emotions about this. Part of me is excited for summer vacation, and the other part of me will miss you. Creating this blog together has been an amazing experience as I have watched you grow as both as writers and computer users. I hope you have enjoyed it as much as I have. Keep posting stories and comments over the summer, and we can keep in touch.