I have spent quite a lot of time in Mr. Vaughan’s Classroom. I am in his class anytime, except when I’m supposed to be. He is an all around great person with great respect for others. He is a very quiet person at first, but once you get to know him he’s not so quiet. He’s a great teacher, though I love nothing more than to push his buttons and complain about every assignment he gives. I normally always get them done, even if they are weeks late. Mr. Vaughan is kind of a nature freak, literally every assignment involves nature somehow. If it’s not nature then it’s the environment. Aside from his ‘nature freak’ side of him, he has a great personality to him. He never has a foul word to say about anyone. He is a loving father and husband to his kids, sometimes, I don’t think he notices it, but he talks about them quite a bit. He’s an awesome person in so many ways, I know I can talk to him if I need to and we goof around a lot. With all of this said, sure, Michael Vaughan is a big pain in my butt sometimes, he also has a big heart. Now, this is only my opinion, not anyone elses. Someone else may come along and think the COMPLETE opposite, but it’s their word against mine. Believe me, he is one of the worlds best people.
Here at Minarets we are commended for being technologically advanced among other schools. When it comes down to it, technology is going to become more and more advanced as past actions have proven. Whether or not people will be able to keep up is another situation all together. I used to go to another high school before I moved here and transferred schools. In respect of my former school I won’t mention the name. At my former school we had computer classes that were called “information technology” or “careers”. I took these business classes as often as I could and, thought I was “technology oriented”. After coming to Minarets, I realized I was very wrong. I found it odd that no one used paper, or books, or pencils for that matter. After coming to school and finishing my junior year here, I was forced to take a break due to a major family emergency. over the past 10 months, i’ve spent a great amount of time at the childrens hospital, and while there (out of pure boredom) I noticed the machines and technology all around me. As I looked at these machines with great curiosity I began to wonder exactly how they worked, sure one may have monitored blood pressure while another monitored heart rate, but how? These questions usually got the better of me and often led to my interrogation of the nurses. I remember a few months ago, after sitting in the hospital for about 6 hours that day, I looked over to my mom, pointed to a heart rate monitor and asked “how do you think this works?” She simply responded “I don’t care, as long as it does it job” That statement made me think about how many other people think that way, “I don’t care how my cell phone works, as long as it keeps working” The point is, here at minarets you could take a few steps in any direction and bump into an individual who knows exactly how your laptop works, although if you ask someone at another school or an individual over 40 years old, your answer will most likely be “who cares?” Which naturally prompts me to wonder if people will still be all knowing and passionate about technology after high school, when technology is different and more complex. Technology is not just computers and cell phones, it’s in science and medical advances, security, entertainment, government, school,and work. Technology is everywhere and almost everything and what good will come from knowing how to build a website, when you need to rewire a circuit board? other schools don’t seem to realize this, but im glad minarets does.
He was near Eleventh street and Brooks in a dark ally when the cars headlights hits him, not physically, just surprised him. He wasn’t expecting the car to arrive until twelve…it was 11:30, he was wondering why they showed up so early. His name was John and as far as anyone who would like to know he had no actual last name, a made up one yes but his real one must be kept secret. By the time the car showed up he was dialing his girlfriends number to tell her he loved her and to tell his son, dart might not be home tonight and if he wasn’t, she would find out why later but he never got the chance to even dial the first three digits of her number. John turned his phone off and placed it back in his jacket pocket and looked at the car as three men came out of it, all three holding Colt Carbine M4’s, a highly dangerous gun used only by the military….well is supposed to be used only by the military anyway. John had supplied them with these weapons and many more for years, he had hoped to have gained their trust, but the Russian’s are unpredictable and thats what makes them dangerous. He watched the russians as they walked towards him, slightly sweating he looked back at the case of guns he had behind him knowing what was inside, 70 MSBS Radon, 80 L85 assault rifles, and 187 m16,s; all of them military grade weapons, very dangerous in the wrong hands.
“What do you have for us today John? I hope to be surprised and you know the consequences if I am not” a thick man wearing all black except for his snow leopard fur coat on his back. John looked at the two men standing next to the Russian, both men carrying M4’s and sidearms. “I do not think i have disappointed you Serge I have many weapons to help you with you’re Revolution in Vakuda”. The russian goons went over to the boxes behind John and began inspecting them. “What Serge? you don’t trust me or something?”
“Why would I not trust you my friend? it’s not like you’ve failed us once and are lucky to be alive.” Serge smiles and points a gun at John, “no no it would not be a first for you to fail and bring us the guns we really needed but it would be the first time for you to slip and let us find your transmitter…” John turned around to see one of Serges goons holding up the small box that was taking in all of what they were talking about and sending it to an FBI van 2 miles away from where they were. “Now then john you have either two choices call it off or get shot….well actually only one choice..”
Inside of the van three FBI agents were listening to the conversation worries about John and when to rush in they knew they should leave now and save john but something was holding them back. The agents were so busy on what the party on the other side of the radio were saying they didn’t notice the back door open and a man walk in with a SAR-21. “which is what Serge? Get shot? If you shoot me you won’t be able to get weapons anymore” and than a sound blast of gunfire came through the microphone as they sped off before the man who didn’t have permission to enter the van fell and hit the side of the van making him pass out and trapped in the car.
please leave comments this is the beginning of my own story hoping to make it a book
Minecraft is a fun and creative game that boosts constructive thoughts and productivity. You play as a character named “Steve”. You must acquire objects like wood from trees to build a house. Normally thats how its played but some developers and players have created mods to make thing more interesting like location changes from games. Some mods include Godzilla, Mobzilla, and New York city. The maps that some of the mods consist of can be huge over 250 blocks and two blocks are equal to 5 feet so ya you do the math. Minecraft is google more than the bible, Harry Potter and Justin Bieber. Minecraft also helps in class by an increase in engagement and doing math applications within minecraft. Some students have trouble understanding minecraft but are quickly helped.Mellows class are doing projects that include minecraft are called angles where the students create cities.
In Math 1b students are doing math visualization, a mean of which you do arithmetic without letters instead they use blocks. students are using a server called EDU with separate worlds. Glen Martin and Buddy Day are two students that help in minecraft and understand it a little more than others there might be some other students who also do but those are the only names i got. Future projects include servers so students can interact with each other. The students that are using minecraft are using the system 2 blocks = 5 ft and are building worlds and cities by measuring, i believe thats what they are doing thats what i got from the interview anyways. I asked Mrs. Alvarez if and how she would use minecraft she said she would use it somewhat like Ms.Mello, she would build a maze and have the students go through a maze and when the students stepped on a block a sign would come up with a math question before they could pass.
Generations come and pass, and technology continues to progress. While the true form of literature and the english language falls into disuse. Books have been the foundation upon which our education stands, and the stem from which our imagination blossoms. Literature has given us the chance to explore different worlds. We’ve been handed the opportunity to sail down the river with Huck and Jim, take the impossible journey with Sam and Frodo, and to even step into the mind of an oppressed and abused race, through the eyes of Anne Frank. Books are our eyes and ears to the world, they speak in a language that we can not. They form the words that we are afraid to say. A quote by Anais Nin says, “The role of the writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say”.
In this modern day world, we have closed our eyes, our minds, and silenced our voices. We have turned off our senses in order to allow technology to think for us. We have forgotten the incomparable beauty of the human language, and the expansion of our minds. There have been great advances in science over the course of years past. There are incredible ways to communicate, travel, learn, and even live. But if we take a look into the past, we will find that for a majority of our country, we have traded patience, knowledge, and understanding for efficiency.
The world has given their minds over to moving pictures and vacant screens. Media offers a respite from the worlds troubles, but with that respite comes dulled senses and idle minds. It offers mostly lethargic limbs and wasted time. The expansion of our mind is halted as we gaze upon a glowing screen, and our thoughts are lulled into a mock state of hibernation. Whereas, literature, does nothing of the sort. It may offer the respite of troubles, but at no cost to our intellect. It offers an even vaster world in which to escape, a world in which our minds and imagination are working together to create.
In this world of luxury and entertainment, a world in which we are blessed to live, there are many marvelous things. Yet, there is nothing that I’ve ever found to be as sublime as a good book. In all the earth, as vast as it may be, no beauty has compared to words placed in the places they are meant to be. For those in search of magic I say to pick up a good book, and there you will find it. For all the generations to come and pass, and all the technology still progress, that is one of the few things that remains true. The world that I choose to live in is a world of books, and far greater is it to live not one life, but many.
The ASB (Associated Student Body) is a council made up exclusively of students, their tasks involve being in charge of fundraising, culture, and general decision making for the school. Normally the ASB is an independent club however it is done a bit differently at Minarets High. Instead the presidents of all the various clubs of Minarets come forward as representatives of their club, and at the beginning of the year they were elected into the different positions. The ASB meets every Wednesday at lunch, where they normally approve fundraisers and allocate the school’s funds.
Now for their flaws. If the ASB was an actual government of a country, I could have the audacity to call them corrupt and lazy. Corrupt in the regards that they do not operate in the way a student council should, and lazy in the regards that no one there really seems to be willing to put in the time and effort to make it operate like one.
I have been to several of the ASB meetings, so I will describe my experiences. First off, the “meeting room” is in a classroom of the AG building, there’s nothing necessarily wrong with it being a classroom, but I think it would be best if it had privacy away from biased staff members. Something I noticed right away when attending these meetings, there were never more than 7 students attending the meeting maximum, and that includes myself and the ASB president, who doesn’t partake in any of the votes. If the entirety of the ASB is composed of all the presidents from all of Minarets’ clubs, then there should be 17 students at most attending assuming all the clubs listed on the website are included. That would mean more than half of the council doesn’t even bother coming.
Now for how the meetings usually play out. The first order is always approving the previous meetings minutes, not sure why but I don’t think that’s uncommon for meetings like this. The second order is often a few fundraisers seeking approval. And the final order is often the allocation of the school’s funds. This is where the president states our treasurer’s report, which includes our balance and our income and outcome. After that, the president lists off every single thing that must be either approved or disapproved. This is where the main problem lies, which brings the ASB into the lazy category. The president will offer “Is there a motion to approve all expenditures?” yes literally all of them, there is usually around 20 or more that is listed. And like clockwork, “I make a motion to approve all expenditures.” Then someone always seconds, followed by a vote. “All for approving all expenditures?” most of everyone will say yea, “All opposed?” nothing, absolute silence. And just like that all expenditures are approved, that was the final order, everyone can move onto lunch, and that barely took 5 minutes.
I have never seen a time, where they didn’t approve all expenditures, when they absolutely shouldn’t. Often enough, the balance might be a fair amount, but the funds that have to be approved completely eclipse what is available. So the normal course of action is to, unfortunately, consider a few budget cuts. The FFA often have the largest amount of things seeking approval which also require the largest sums, and on occasion the Media club. Me and another attendee both agree that making a few cuts there would be the wise and sensible course of action, but nobody would possibly be willing to spend the extra 5 minutes to cut back a few of them to save money. Everyone clearly wants to leave as soon as possible so they can proceed to their lunch immediately. This really makes me think no one there takes any of it remotely seriously.
After attending another meeting, the balance was a relatively meager amount, and the funds requested were jaw dropping excessive. Nothing happened differently of course. I spoke with the other attendee about how appalled we both were that all of those were approved without a second thought. We spoke a little about how someone needs to actually stand up and say nay to approving all of them, that’s when I asked “Has anyone ever tried?” He said “We have. A while ago we tried declining one of the FFA things, because it was way too much. But after we tried [the adviser] was all like “Why are you declining it?” and just gave us a death stare, then just kept pestering us for doing it. So we ended up not declining any of the FFA stuff.”
This is absolutely outrageous. The ASB needs to have members actually care to attend, not have a borderline empty club. And it needs to have those members actually care about what goes on in the meetings, not just voting yea on everything to escape to lunch in record times. And perhaps the most important, the council has to be completely immune to anyone who does not have a vote, influencing the votes to meet their own ends, especially if it yields negative results. The ASB Student Council needs to change and operate as a competent group of students willing to lead and manage the school in a way that progresses it to be better.
Spring is in the air at Minarets high school. The flowers and trees are blooming, the large ravens are absolutely almost everywhere. The large pink trees look beautiful. Though the clouds and rain don’t seem to want to leave, today I walked outside and it was pouring, I don’t understand what the weather wants from us, I mean, if it wants us to sacrifice a ginger or something I’m not cool with that. The bad weather seems to be clinging to the sky shouting that it still wants to pour down it’s beautiful rain onto us and water our grass, plants, and trees.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the rain, but I just want the hot weather to stay where it belongs, in May, it is welcome in May, but come on hot weather and dry air, let the water have it’s moment in the sun, or…rather…out of the sun.