sarah’s blogs

I started this student blog in early September of 2008 when I entered the eighth grade. I have come a long way with my writing, from cringing at the thought of sharing my pieces to using my talent to reach anything that is thought of as being incapable. But sadly, this is my last post: my last post without a reason, my last post without an identity, my last post written by a fifteen year old girl without an imaginasion.

“so goodbye to saying what people want to hear

and hello to saying waht people need to hear.”

Hello to a new blogger, hello to a new start, hello to fearlessness of the outside world. Hello to a young girl’s dreams and opinion. My writing will carry different meanings for different people, but they will make you stop, think, and open your eyes to a new way of looking at things. I’m Sarah Castellano and my voice is finally ready to be heard.

When I was entering middle school in the sixth grade I strived to be the best student I could be, but by the time I was heading up to the seventh grade floor I grew to care less. That state of mind moved through the summer and into the beginning of my final year in this school. And I realized how well you want to do and how well you actually do have a lot to do with each other. Your success depends on the attitude that you have toward the situation. The path you choose is the path that you will follow for the rest of your life and you bring your views along with it.

I remember sitting, listening to Mr. Bogush speak about the days that lay ahead of us and explain how if you truly want change, this is the year to do it. And that’s when I realized that this year was going to be my year. I wanted to do something unbelievable, I wanted to do something like no other, I wanted to create something that no one else even though about, I wanted to make a difference.

From not caring to actually thinking, made a big impact on the way I looked at things. I strived to be different, I strived to see the same things in different ways because the normal bored me. And this year not only did I accomplish my goals of public speaking, but also came across some unique ways of doing things instead of the same routine that would usually dull people’s minds. Not only in Social Studies, but in Language Arts there was improvement. I hated reading and I hated having what I wrote read. I had an open mind with a closed heart. I had a different opinion, but a shut mouth. By the end of the year though, I had created some of my best work, whether it was my OCD writing piece or my video on The Second Battle of Fort Wagner with the 54^th Massachusetts. We read many books about war and slavery, a sad topic, but an interesting way of life.

Basically, eight grade was my year to change. I left my seventh grade stepping stone and leaped to my eight. Now, the only thing to wonder is what the next few years will bring. And eventually, I’ll be able to turn around and look at all the memories that my writing has made.

Anyone can vote, but the real question is who should vote? If you care greatly about the topic at hand and you are willing to stand up for what you think is right while everyone sits and stares, you should be able to vote.

These fifty states should have a say in the things that they are living and if they dont, then what is their reason for living there? Becoming more democratic would allow the citizens to bring up more problems that are common in their daily lives, to solve problems in their daily lives. Without the increase of democratic process, we would live in a world insensative to everyone elses views. The democratic process makes it so that most every one is happy with the way things are, because they helped make it that way.

Why can be a every dangerous question because it can answer many things. It can explain why you feel the way you feel, why you do the things you do, or why you want what the things you want. But on the other hand it can also lead to many more questions. It can lead to the feeling of uninsureity and emptiness. It can lead to an answer that will never have an ending. It can be a question looking for an answer that describes who you are personally, who you want to be, or who you will be along the way.

What makes us cry?

     The other night I was thinking about what really makes people cry and I have come to realize that the memories we hold can cause our eyes to water up and our hearts to sink to the bottem of our guts’. Whether the memories are good or bad, the tears are from happiness or sadness, the thought is positive or negative: they impact the way we feel.

We cry over the memories of pain that we hope to never relive. We cry over the memories of suprise that we never expected such a good thing.

     The reasons you cry always depends on how you look at the situation, but no matter what, tears are tears and a side of us never wants to have to whipe them off our faces.

“A young girl, left to fend for herself when her family passes as they walk in search for a new home during the cold winter, that is me. A young girl led by the hands on my shoulders of the lady in the blue shawl.”

“A proud soul, the only one who hasn’t given up as they demand movement of our people in search for a new place to call home, that is me. A proud soul led by the young girl who looks ahead.”

In the mind of us all: we shall walk till we find a new land, a new home, and a new place for unity.

“By the lady in the blue shawl, she stood tall with her head held high even though she is unsure of what her future will bring.”

“By the young girl who looks ahead, she walked alone without anyone to her right nor left yet her footsteps continued to follow the beating of a heart.”

In the mind of us all: we shall walk till we find a new land, a new home, and a new place for unity.

“From having no one…”

“… she has one.”

In the mind of us all: we shall walk till we find a new land, a new home, and a new place for unity.

“To the lady in the blue shawl, I hope to be the one she needs when she feels all hope is gone.”

“To the young girl who looks ahead, I hope to be the one she needs when she realizes the pain has finally set in”

In the minds of us all: we shall walk till we find a new land, a new home, and a new place for unity.

“I want to be the one she can talk to.”

“I want to be the one she can learn from”

In the minds of us all: we shall walk till we find a new land, a new home, and a new place for unity.

“I wish for her loneliness to pass”

“I wish for her pain to fade away”

In the mind of us all: we shall walk till we find a new land, a new home, and a new place for unity.

“I need to be apart of her life.”

“I need to be apart of her life.”

“I need to know she sees me.”

“I need to know she sees me.”

“I need to breathe this crisp cold air”

“I need to breathe this crisp cold air”

“I need to forget the past that I’ve lived…

“…and remember a future that I want”

“I need to see a brighter future, together”

In the minds of us all: we have stopped walking for we have found all three things within two single hearts.

We all want to judge someone by their intentions because they are usually to do good, but if you have intentions without actions, it’s pointless. If you have actions to work with your intentions, it’s worth it.. to take the first step and open the door.

I judge people by their actions because if in their heart they hope to make a difference due to their intentions, then there will be multipal actions until the goal is fulfilled. Their first action may fail, but they will try and try again until that difference is made and the door is unlocked.

“Because intentions are like dreams, they aren’t there to be thought about; they are there to be done and believed in.” -Sarahf09

From living my life day by day, breath by breath my view on who i was as an individual changed in a blind of an eye when i was told this:

“We are all here for a purpose and I’m just figuring this out at now. So don’t miss out on your purpose by not being ready, because if you miss out, the world misses out on something really great. So be ready.”

Even though they are just words they have an impact, the range great or small depending on the listener. But to me, they completely changed my world. If you don’t know who you are, how can you live your life, because everything we do, everything we think has a unique pieces that only you can bring to the puzzle. So step back, take a breath, and open your eyes because we all need to sort out our own questions on our own life. Those answers will reflect you, those answers are you and your purpose: dont let the world miss out on you.

The world would be so much better if people set aside just one of their opinions and just met a persons personality and wisdom rather then their skin tone, body shape, or appearance in general. And if people just thought of everyone equally, then life would reach a new level: a level where we could forget about racial discrimination, forget about looking better then the person next to us, forget about worrying about excepting your looks, but start excepting your soul. It would cleanse the body of any unsureness and start a new chapter in the lives of everyone. Is that a possibility, or is it past our grasps above our heads.