james dream description

essay 2  my dream.

james

There was a boy named Jamas. He was living in Korea. He’s height was 180cm and he weighted 70kg. He was really smart, handsome and kind. He had dad. He was a police. He wanted jamas to go to seoul university.

But Jamas wanted to play basket ball. He wanted to go NBA. Because he loved basketball. So he talked about what he wanted to do to his dad. His dad didn’t accept him. He was very mad about him. He put jamas in room that is for prisoners and locked the door.

Jamas was so sad. He was crying day and night. Jamas prayed to God that he wanted to go to NBA so much. God heard the voice of jamas. God moved his body to USA from korea jail.

Jamas was so happy. He was in USA! He went to NBA team Miami Heat which is in Miami. He showed what he could do. The master of Miami Heat liked him and put him in the team.

He was so good in basketball that his team won every time he goes for game. His team became champion. Jamas became most famous NBA player. He played 4 more years and came back to korea. Eventually jamas and his dad lived happily ever after.

Lianne's Essay 4 : From 911 to Barak Obama's election

  My name is Steven Kang a CEO of my own small company. About 11 years ago, I was a vice president of WTC the World Trade Center. I have a extraordinary experience to share with you. From this experience, I became to feel God and again felt that God is always there to protect me. I believe you will also feel HIM again from my experience and rely on Him more than before. From now my story starts.

  The story starts on September 11, 2001. Yes, it happens on the famous September 11. The weather was great but I was in hurry to WTC because I was late for the meeting on 9 a.m. I took the taxi busily and pushed the driver to get fast to the center. It was rush hour and traffic jam was heavy. Finally I got to the center.

   I paid the driver and got off the taxi. Suddenly, a great crash was heard above me. An airplane was stuck in the building crashing and spliting into all parts. The WTC was collapsing. The pieces of glass were falling and gray smokes were floating. All the people were running away from the building screaming.

   I had no idea what was happening. In a minute I hurried and took the taxi again that was going to leave. Again, I hurried the driver to leave this place quickly get to my home. I turned on the TV and there was the scene that I've just seen 30 minutes ago. I had to know why this was happening and I searched through the internet and kept my eyes on TV. Through the research, in my mind there was a thinking of a new president who can handle this in the best way. (Now the narrator changes to Michelle Obama the first lady)

  "Yes, we can!". There's my husband having a speech in front of the big citizens. In a loud applause from the USA citizens and no one's eyes are off from him. From this moment, my husband is the president of USA. Since I know his sufferings and values of life, I firmly believe that he will be the best president ever. I expect that he will help people from the bottom of this land and will try yo make the USA for everyone regardless of ethnic. On January 20, 2009 Barak Hussein Obama Ⅱ becomes the 44th president of the USA.

  It was the law office "Sidney & Austin" where I first met him. After spending a year at the law school, on summer vacation he worked as a  vice lawyer for a moment. I was chosen to be the partner to help him to adapt here and get used to. Even though I was three years younger than him but, I was able to work as a lawyer earlier than him because I entered here right after I graduated the university. This was the start of our relationship. 

   He always asked me out but I rejected it because we were in business. However, he kept asking me out and we had our first date. I remember that day, his car was so old that the doors were rusted. He was a man who helped others before him. After Obama's graduation we married in Chicago on November 18, 1992. Having a marriage with him was such a pleasure. Sometimes we had hard times but we went through it wisely. Also, we had two girls and named them Malia and Sasha.

   To get to this position, Obama had a lot of hardships. I was with him every steps he made. As the wife of him, I can say with confidence that he is appropriate for the president of USA. He lives his life with the perfect value that's fitted in being president.  From his youngster he tried to figure out what he could do to make better world. He always chose radical way to help the very poor. From his life experience, he knew what the few wanted. black, white. Asian, gay, disabled and so on. He was the few.

  A boy born between black Dad from Kenya and white Mom from Hawaii was enough to get attention from people. Since in Kenya it was legal to have many wives, he had many step brothers and sisters. Among them, only Obama got the same name as his Dad. So actually his real name is Barack Obama Jr. From his name, we can know that he was especially special. 
 
  Whenever he talked about his Dad, his eyes were sparkling with respect. He told me that he was the role model of his life. Obama really liked his Dad even though it wasn't long spending time with him. Dad was a big meaning to him. He always wanted to be like him. He said that his dad was a brave person and if he has a contention, he would show out his thoughts about it with no fear. He wanted better society for everyone and wanted make the justice.

  Is it Dad's influence? Obama wanted to help people who's struggling and yelling for help. Before being a president, as a local community worker, he changed a village's atmosphere. Before his work, the village was full of drugs, guns, and more things that has negative effects. It wasn't a good place to live. After his work, the village has changed into a place where people could live feeling safe. Like this, he did many works helping the people who really needs help.

Well for sure there was also some risks he had to go through. However, he went through it with brave and confidence. He took from small steps to big steps to help more people and make better society. A society for everyone. Regardless of skin or religion where everyone could live feeling safe. Now the USA will stand up and the citizens will have  chance that they didn't have before.


From: A book "Obama Story"

Linda Kim: Essay5

Looking back 2012

Linda Kim 김신아

     Every year, I grow up and I have gone through 17 years. And this year, 2012, the 17th year of my life is the first year of high school. I learned a lot of things and I grew up a lot. It is now December, the last month of this year. So, turning back 2012, I would like to write about how I changed in 2012, the best moments of this year, and my hopes for next year.

     First, I changed a lot. Starting this year, doing the school vacation homework, I had to read many books like "Why is the half of the world starving?", "An apple of miracle". And these books made me to think of the farther things. And I haven't read the Bible a lot before, but by reading Bible everyday in school and learning from teachers, I could learn more and grow more. And I wasn't really interested in the global problems, but I could learn about it and help people at the opposite side of the world more by learning them by books and the world-citizen-school camp. This camp is one of my best moments, too.

     Second, the best moments were when we went to the Jeju island to walk together, when I read the book, "Doctors without borders", and as I mentioned, when I went to the world-citizen-school camp at the summer vacation. While walking Jeju island, I could feel the beauty of the nature and the love of God. And while reading the book "Doctors without borders", I could find my dream. And in the world-citizen-school camp, I could learn more about the global problems and I could meet a lot of nice friends, sisters, and brothers who share similar set of values. I could even get closer to my dream by this camp. And these best moments helped me to grow a lot.

     Finally, I am looking forward the next year, 2013. Actually, my interests were diffused in 2012 but I will focus my interest in 2013. Starting 2013 by going to the vision trip to the Philippines, I hope my external and inner side can grow more at the same time. And since I grow a year older, I hope I can be more mature. I hope 2013 will be the year I get closer to my dream.

     As I grow old, I feel like one year is really fast. But in this fast going years, there were really many events. And I grew up a lot. I hope every single year to be piled up well and comprise me. Turning back 2012, I could thank of all the chances and events that were given to me.

Lianne Essay 5: My 2012

 My 2012

  This 2012 was a special year to me. Since it was my first year of Saemmul High School. I had new environment and many things have changed around me. From my routine to even my food habits. At the head of the year, I felt little uncomfortable. However, gladly I got used to the new school and new friends soon. Right now from looking at the new year of 2013 and reminding the 2012, in my mind I have some good memories and some of the things that I regret.
  First thing, I have some best moments in my mind which was on February. I went to Busan by myself to my friend's home. It was my first time in Busan! When I saw Busan in TV, It looked so pretty and I wanted to go there. I took the bus to go to Busan and it took about 4 hours. I couldn't sleep because I was so excited to go to Busan. I had so much fun with my friend there and I was so happy to see her because I hadn't seen her for very long time. We ate almost every food that was famous in Busan. I wanted to live there! Also I went to Hae Woon Beach at night. We played with small fireworks it was really cute:-) When I remind this memory, I feel happy and want to see my friend. I really enjoyed the time there.
  Secondly, if there were some happy memories, I also have some memories that I regret.  
In high school I regret that I haven't studied hard enough because of my laziness. When I think about my past days, I hadn't lived with plans and just spent the day just by my desire. Also I really regret those days of surfing the internet with no reason. That was just waste of my time. I hope those things won't happen in the year of 2013.
  Lastly, I have some hopes for next year. In next year, I want to learn a language. I didn't choose which language to learn yet. However I want to learn a language that will be helpful for my future. I know it will be really hard but I want to have a challenge:) I'm kind of worried if I can do it with doing all the things I have to do in school.
  To organize, this year the best moment was my trip to Busan, something that I regret was wasting time using computer with no reason, and lastly my hope for the next year is that I want to learn a new language. I think this year was a total new year for me. I'm glad that I made good friends and had good relationships in Saemmul High School . Also,I feel I've learned a lot here and earned a new perspective. I'm curious what God is planning for my next year and I'm ready to follow his plan:-)!

Sieun Joo : Essay4

Research Paper : Rosa Parks

It was December of 1955 in Alabama. I was working since 7'o clock in the morning today because it said it would rain in the morning and we need to get our corns in so they won't get wet. It was after lunch and I could feel the warm sunlight through the window. It was time to go to work.

I went to work in the afternoon. All of my friends did. People who had the same skin color with me do which people call "black". To go to work I went to the bus station. There were some white people waiting too like usual.

The bus came and I got on. It wasn't crowded so I could sit. It was a law that blacks should give their seat when white people don’t have place to sit. I could not understand and I was very mad with the law but unless I want to go to the police office I had to give my seat away and everyone did like it is normal.

I looked out the window thinking how poor I am and that is the time where the incident happened. Two black men hopped on the bus and told me with their fierce look in their eyes to give them my seat.

I stared at them and did not get up. I looked at them straight forward and did not give them my seat. They looked at me with a surprised face. I bet I was the first black woman who was so brave. I don’t remember where I had that braveness from. No blacks could do that unless they wanted to be in trouble.

Problem started from here. The bus driver had me arrested and I was mad that I couldn’t control myself. The law was that I had to pay for not taking the law but I did not pay becuase I didn't think I did somethig wrong. I believed that we have to be treated the same.

I tried and convicted of violating a local ordinance and it worked. I believe we are here on the planet Earth to live, grow up and do what we can to make this world a better place for all people to enjoy freedom.

This event sparked a citywide boycott of the bus system by black. We refused to use the buses for more than a year. We did not ride the bus and the bus business did not work as well as before and white people thought they had to do something.

I can remember me and my friends all going to work by bicycles or walk. It was hard and uncomfortable but it was way better than to give whites all the right to do anything to us. Other black people were all mad and fought together.  Lots of black people got kicked out and got fired from work because of this situation. They also got hit but they did not ride the bus.

The boycott introduces the country to a clergyman prominence and eventually, the U.S. Supreme Court made a decision outlawing segregation on city buses. They finally accepted it. We won but the white people got very mad and we had to move away. Martin Luther King fought together about how we should be able to eat in a same restuarant in the south side of America.

I kept on trying to make my fellow Americans aware of the history of the civil rights struggle. This was something everyone had to know and remember. I can never forget the scratch on our heart and how harsh they treated us. I do not want my children and the next generation to be like us. I wanted to give them a safer world where everyone has equal rights and no one gets annoyed for their skin color.

This pioneer in the struggle for racial equality earned many honors, including the Martin Luther King Jr. Nonviolent peace Prize.

I did not want anything but just that my children could get treated equally and tell them that they are no different from whites.

 

Last Essay! ㅠㅠ...

Who/What/Where I would be after 10 years?

     Our Fall/Winter semester is almost gone. It is so sad ㅠㅠ. My vision doesn’t change, it is still Doctor. Still I want to be surgeon. However there is something changed by a book Angel Doctor Park Jun-Chul (천사의사 박준철). I recommend this book to our class. It impressed me, I was almost cried, when I read this book.

     I will summary this book briefly. This is a book about a surgeon who is Park Jun-Chul. Sadly, he died because of myocardial infarction (심근경색). He got famous, because he donated his human tissues to more than 150 people. Donating human tissue is different with donating organs. Donating human tissue is easier, they don’t need many check to donate! Also he did a lot of nice things in during his lifetime. His mission was treating poor people.

     I got impressed by him, I really want to be like him. I want to expand kingdom of God to become Doctor. I also want to donate my human tissues, but I need to wait until I became adult, because it needs parents’ permission.

           I really want to be doctor. So I need to study more hard. This is my last essay. Thank you guys to read this. And thanks to Lauren that we have really awesome class! J

The last essay for this year, Essay 5: My reflection of this year's high school life.

    The year is almost passed and gone by. Chill winds are making my neck and shoulders shrink, and the warm sunlight is vanishing into the freezing darkness rapidly. Now, I’m writing this essay in school at after school study. I see my friends are working on study hard, but some maybe not. However, It has been a meaningful days, some regretful, some tired, some worthy, and some satisfied. As a arrangement of my memories, I will now tell you about what learned, experienced, and felt. My essential key words that I'm going to describe is 'Essay Class', 'Council President', and 'Faith',

    To begin with, I would like to talk about the Essay class first. In this year, I think one of my best improvement is writing an essay. I didn't have any knowledge about structure or logical way of writing. But suddenly, the essay class came to me as a shock. I have never heard that thesis should have all the main ideas in one sentence, and transitions make smooth flow of essay, and in conclusion, there should restate the thesis, and finally, Go out with a BANG! Due to the fact that these informations were brand new to me, thus I was very excited to learn about writing an essay. It really motivated me.

    More over, the style of the class that is arranged since fall semester was AWESOME. The idea that publishing+commenting an essay at the blog and the topics for the essay were really brilliant. I was able to learn things which I haven't met from presenter, so it extended my horizon of the knowledge. Also, it was so interesting to argue and discuss about the topics that we were held. This way of conversation helped me to think in a variety ways, and more deeply. 

I really appreciates to Miss Lauren and my friends to allow me this great chance and good memories. I really enjoyed it.

    As much as important as the essay class, the work of the school's council president taught me numerous things. It consumed plenty of my time, and it also gave me stress quite enough, but it were so much valuable and meaningful experiences made me to think a lot. I think this was capable because our school was very special in many ways, and either are we. To be cool-headed, there was no great accomplishment in our progress of establishing self control regulation that is visible, but our school came through many valuable lessons.

    To be specific, I realized what we are doing here is a small-edited replica of our society's politic. I firmly believe that opinions or attitudes we are holding in this community will be our figure exactly when we grow up. We tried to establish a rule in many aspects of our student life to moderate to be concentrated on training to be real christian. But in fact, a major of the student didn't want to restrict their life with public's opinion, so they just keep up with apathy or objected for regulation. We tried many things like debates and surveys for example, but still majority couldn't recognize what is given to them. This was the true nature of our minds, and including my self, we're not much as different as non- christian, without the fact that who believes received a salvation.

    However, I learned the part of real 'Democracy' 's figure that democracy allows most of the power to the citizen, therefore, if citizen's express the careless or be subjective about the policy, the community cannot run anymore. I was able to find another point of view, that this circumstances of school is our sum of behaviors result, whatever it is, without exceptions, and still we're responsible for our school and have many chances to express our opinion or ideas actively if we have a care on it.

    
    While I'm reflecting my days calmly, the sudden bitterness strikes me from the aspect of my faith. Faith, I'm well tamed to this word. I'm being in a christian school thus educated by the biblical ways, and get saturated by the terms of Christianity. But in this year, my self recognized that the separation between knowledge and the life got deepen. The reason why I suffered is because I was actually struggling for my own sin very hard. While it's progress, it made many scars in my morality and conscience, that expressed in vomiting almost closely. Also my daily life and emotions and thoughts have been impoverished.

From this experience, I learned that faith doesn't build by what one educated. Faith can be grow up only when oneself struggles for it, holds to it, and follows it. It was a word. The bible. I cannot guarantee that I overcame my weakness, but at this point, it seems like I did it. Only thing that I can do is being cautious from now on .

 

    There are still many things that I can reflect my self, but I think these three topics were quite enough amount to share. I wish I could grow up more and more in many aspects of my life. And the most important lesson of this year was whether I want or not, It's wise to live and struggle for God. I was being so anxious to live against God. In addition, nothing of me was done without God's grace. I sometimes live with misguided belief like I'm something, but I'm not. This truth doesn't make my self esteem low anymore. I'm ready to accept this, and I'm still on training. I thank God to be allowed this year, people's I met, weaknesses of myself, enjoyments, sufferings, struggles, the communities, and even things I couldn't guessed.
   

"But he knows the way that I take; when he has tested me, I will come forth as     gold." Job 23:10