WHY RAQUEL LEVY IS AMAZING

                                     

My name is Raquel levy and I might not be normal inside or out but believe it or not there are reasons why I’m pretty amazing and unique. I don’t believe on first impressions, because I never do a good job.

I am Jewish and proud of it, my name is based on a Jewish woman that risked her life to have her baby’s,  even do she was only blessed with two kids she always had faith in god. I don’t especially consider myself brave, but I do think I have courage and I’m not ashamed of who I am or what I look like. I would always stand up for my beliefs, for my friends and family.

People may think that I’m wired, that I’m way to hyper or maybe a freak but there’s just one word that can describe me, different, I’m very different, one of the things that I mostly hate is copying, I love to be different unique I  love to be myself .

                                         The best birthday ever

I opened my eyes, everything looked so unfamiliar were was I , I kept on asking my self, then I  remembered  in was in VEGAS !!!! And today was November forth my birthday. I couldn’t wait till I got my birthday present I was so excited I couldn’t stop smiling i turn around to look at the time it was only five in the morning. I decided to go back to sleep there was no point on having to wait that long.

“ HAPPYBIRTHDAY TO YOU blah blah” everyone was singing

I was surrounded by my entire family and a muffin with a candle that said ten on it. I was so exited, this day was going to be awesome and know one or anything was going to stop it. But I never new this was going to be my worst birthday ever.

We walked for 30 minutes till we got to restaurant, It was a big buffet and I was small, i was lost for more then 20 minutes and at the first 5 minutes I burst  into tears. When I finally rescue by a security guard and had eat I went to get dessert  when I came  back to the table a bunch of waiters were surrounding it with a big slice of cheese cake.

“ happy birthday drear RROOOUUUCCCHHHELLL !!!”

Obviously Atenas bursts out laughing, I was so embarrassed. For the entire morning Atenas wouldn’t stop calling me ROUCHEL, she only stopped when I rolled off the stairs in the Paris hotel and for the second time I cried, my new nickname was old  baby. It was dinner time and tree horrible, embarrassing and dumb things had happen, the day couldn’t get worst I taught , well it did. We went to a pizza place and Atenas was making me laugh I took a sip of my coke and PUAGHH !!! I puked everything in my new jacket for the third time I cried. My birthday was over and the only thing I was hoping was that my eleventh birthday would be much better.

The unexpected feeling

You know the feeling when you know something is going to happen but your not sure and you feel dumb think about it, well I know how u feel this happened to me five days ago.

It was a Saturday night and I would usually be home doing something not so important, but for some strange reason we had to go to the supermarket. In our way to the super market I had this sensation it was  more like a feeling that something was going to happen , good or bad , I had no clue I just new something was going to happen.

 The entrance was desolated, it was emptier then ever. The super market was made of two floors you have to get to these escalators to get to the actual market. There’s  a point where the escalators going down and up cross. I looked to the right there was this girl wearing this really cool cookie monster jacket ,I had seen at forever21 tree days ago. I was about to tell Atenas about the jacket, till I looked at the girls face, it seemed so familiar suddenly I felt like the whole world paused ,I new who she was I recognized her she was my best friend back at my old school. Flashes of memories kept coming kinder garden, preschool, first grade, second grade. Then i remember she WAS me best friend, I had a complete new life, new friends new school. I had changed and so did she, her beautiful face was cover with pimples and her gorges hair was all frizzy and she had braces she wasn’t the same Emily. I  recovered our eyes meet each others,confused I try

saying hi but the words wouldn’t come out.

“HI!!!!”  she shouted

I couldn’t respond have of my body was dead , I just simply mover my hand. Her face was cover with this gigantic smile from one corner of her eye to the other one.

“OMG HI!!” Atenas shouted

 I wanted the escalators to stop moving  I hadn’t seen her since tree years ago, but obviously they dint we kept on going up and kept on going down I could see how her gigantic smile was slowly replaced with a sad expression and in a  matter of seconds she was gone.

heroes

                                                              

For most teenagers , their heroes is someone they saw on the newest T.V show or the next couple in  the cover of a magazine or even the latest music band, but for me a hero  is some that I admire inside and out , someone brave, outstanding, with courage and intelligence.

My uncle Yosef, he’s my hero because he survived the holocaust by himself, he watched his entire family die in front of his eyes with our begin able  to do anything ,he starve and suffered day and night. When the was over he flew  to America in Kansas city he was only fourteen he started working and studying at the same time .At the age twenty he already  was a doctor and he had a major degree. He decided he wanted to keep on learning so he started learning languages and was invited to conferences all around the world to be the translator. He now knows more than 18 languages and he is a proud Jew .

Till this day my uncle still has  the tattoo in his wrist but that doesn’t stop him from being brave, honest or smart .Even do he has the mark it doesn’t stop him now . Yosef would always be my hero he  has shooed that no matter what your past is you can be a successful as you want to the only thing you need is courage.

Why should we still have step cards.

Most students in CHA think step cards are a waste of paper.But in a matter of fact they aren't just like everything in this world step cards do have a porpoise, to help students  improve there education and  manners,They also help  teachers take track of students behavior out and in of class. 
Without step cards students would disturb in class and distracts others who are pay attention. There wouldn't be any control and instead of learning teachers would waste there time trying to calm the class instead of teaching.There would also be no respect for the teachers or students .Students would do anything they want to do at anytime with no punishment or consequences.


With step cards student would be able to concentrate and the the students causing the distractions would be punished.Teachers wouldn't have to worry about stopping the class, they would just give steps.Students would obey teachers  and respect others. 


In other words we wouldn't be able to learn without step cards.In fact step cards aren't a waste of paper they are helpful tool for learning , manners and respect.

WEEKLY LETTER !!!

Dear Lois Lowry

I loved your novel, it had everything a novel should have, suspense, sadness and Joyness. I honestly think it was a great book expect  the ending it was so plain and it just keept  going on and on about Jonas traveling and it dint really explain the end , where Jonas was,what had happened to the community was the Giver okay.

I was personalty shocked about the ending. I dint quit understand the ending. But after thinking it over and over again . I realized that maybe you left the ending for our imagination, to make us think about the book. I  think that you could have added some details, so everyone could have a better picture of the ending.

WEEKLY LETTER !!!

Out of know where i was in a room full of colors , funny smells and pictures. There where also tiny chairs which  match the tables. The door opened a group of little kids came in giggling, they made a circle in the middle of the room, holding hands and start going around and around. They where having .... the word came to me fun.The memory was now blurry and i could i barely hear them. In a blink of eyes i was in the Givers room. 

Why couldn't we have fun such a simple thing and at the same time so complicated. Why couldn't we be free, have our own choice to be free. Its our life not the elders life.