Writing Process: I did take some steps to write the finished piece.
- I did brainstorm.
- I asked some of my friends for help. For example, I don’t remember what words I learned and asked one of my friends who love to help out when I have any problems.
- I did read it out to myself on this piece of writing in my room at all the times.
I did thinking about as I worked on this piece of writing because I have lots of thinking in my mind. Therefore, I sometimes get the writer’s block when I saw few hard questions. There’s a reason I always struggled to get the writer’s block out of my mind. I already understood that my teacher, Dan Wheeler explained about writer’s block. Well I felt little understood as I worked on this piece of writing because I followed five questions. To be honest, I sometimes loved to write or type about the journals, fire drill, and picture writing.
Finish Piece of Writing: Yes, the writing does show my thinking on the topic when I saw some questions with some topics. I did feel that I was able to develop and explain my ideas, so I wanted to work on my ideas to the readers who would check them out. I couldn’t describe my ideas deeply when I feel little scared or lost my mind. I might feel that the grammar and spelling are clear enough that the reader will able to understand my meaning because I sometimes struggled with my grammar for meaning or explaining. I did thinking and writing change while I was working on this piece. Yes, I mostly changed on this piece when I noticed that I typed some words with red underline. I doubt that I will stop working on this piece if I have enough for that piece.
I) Journals x12
Someone or something that you really miss -Journal
I really miss my best friend Sabrina Bowers. I have many good memories with her at different places where we went or met. Four years ago, I joined California School for the Deaf, Riverside (CSDR) as sophomore year. She was one who helped me finding my classes because I never been experienced to look around in that school. I love to describe everything about her. She had different personalities – angry, happy, shy, wild, sad, and etc. I learned about her favorite hobbies– drawing, painting, hanging out, talking a lot, and checking social media (Facebook, Snapchat, Instagram, and other activities). In addition, she often got my back while someone spoke to another person behind my back. There’s a reason, she protected me from them. Because she doesn’t want to lose me being her first gay best friend for four years. We keep connecting each other everyday like twenty-four seven (24/7). We shared our emotions, memories, men stuff, reasons, quotes, dreams, and other subjects. I always remember about her at all the time. Therefore, I was very happy for her moving to Texas for her new life after her second mom was died. Well, I do miss her a lot because I love her being my “sister” and best friend in forever. I often call her the pet names with my ideas, and she called me with different names. That’s why I still miss my best friend Sabrina.
A time when I laughed really, really hard -Journal
I never forgotten about my best memories since I was young teenager. My good friends told me their different jokes while we were studying in the DHH class in the academy school. I always laughed loudly when I was looking at one of my friends who had a frown on his/her face. They found out that I love to laugh at all the time because it helped me having a good time in my life. However, I decided to write some papers to the hearing people for communication because I have a hard time to read their lips for understanding. In addition, they wanted to learn how to sign language and talked to me. That’s really important for everyone who have any experiences from high school, college, university, or everywhere. I loved to laugh at any good jokes from my good friends. That’s what I have good personality.
A favorite childhood toy -Journal
Stitch, “Lilo & Stitch” was my favorite childhood toy. There’s a reason I never forgotten about my childhood memories of that toy. My parents noticed that I often watched Lilo & Stitch on Disney channel at my grandparents’ old apartment since 2005. Everyone thought that I loved Mickey Mouse, but I mostly loved Stitch than all toys. I slept in the bed and held Stitch in my arms to keep my nightmares away from me. I don’t care about everyone’s comments to my life with that toy. Honestly, everyone have their secret because they don’t want to be embarrassed. In addition, I never replaced Stitch for new toys in eleven years. I wanted to share my opinion to everyone about that because I understood their feelings about their favorite childhood toy or not. That’s what I loved Stitch in forever.
A time I was proud of myself -Journal
I was very proud of myself being GAY and DEAF. There’s reason why I mentioned two words “gay and deaf” because I don’t want everyone in the academic school thinking about me as dumb or disgust. Few of my good friends tried to help me find a way to open my mind to them about my background. Therefore, my parents were against LGBT till they found out that I was gay three years ago. They hardly accepted me being their gay son, so they decided to discuss with my social worker about LGBT, my feelings, emotions, and reasons. That’s what I have some biggest challenges in my whole life. It wasn’t easy for me. I struggled to understand what my parents talked about or read lips for many years, but I thought twice and told myself, “Don’t give up on yourself. Be faith in yourself when you frustrated with everything.” For example, my parents always made up their excuses to me when they went to work. They weren’t good at sign language since I was baby. Honestly, I made my mistakes many times through many years. I often depressed, worried, cried, and upset in twenty-four seven (24/7). I told my parents that I wanted to give up on my life because I do not be ready for DMV. Few weeks later, my parents still supported me when I couldn’t focus on DMV and education at the same time. They understood that I wanted to study a lot for my favorite careers. They don’t care about the grades from the classes, and they still loved me as their gay and deaf son. I was happy that I decided to be proud of myself in forever.
If you were a parent, what kind of parent would you be? -Journal
I took the healthy class in high school when I was fifteen years old. The teacher taught me how to take care of my “baby” for sleep, change the diaper, feed, and others. There’s a reason why I took that class because it would help me learn everything before I will be a father in future. I decided to take care of my baby cousin at my grandparents’ house after I visited from my academic school. I was very frustrated and upset while my baby cousin refused to eat the rice with vegetables. In addition, my grandmother helped me feeding him in few hours. That’s why she prepared the schedule to feed, change the diaper, and put him for bed. She had more experiences in her past life. For example, she took care of my first cousin Christina since 1994, my second cousin Vicky and me in 1996, my fourth cousin Heather in 1997, then took care of my fifth cousin Ryan in 1998. I still learned everything from her because she already knew that I loved to take care of children. There’s a reason I wanted to support any children in the world who were homeless or orphan. That’s why I have my goal to adopt two kids in future.
My older cousin (Journal- Free Topic)
Last night, my older cousin Christina decided to talk with me on Facebook. She told me everything what did she made more mistakes through her whole life. Yes, I was very heartbroken and listened her horrible story. I agreed with her that she and my three cousins aren’t perfect to me when they failed to me to protect my feelings or talked with me in sign language. She always understood what did I have bad life for many years. She explained me about my second cousin Vicky. She felt guilty and bad for her because she did bullied her little sister (my cousin). There’s a reason she tried to teach her learning right ways, but she did failed to her and her parents. She thought that I looked at her like…stupid or rude? Well I never said that to her, so I still respected her biggest personality. She never forgotten the bad memories about the elementary to high school. In addition, most people bullied and called her with bad names. Of course, I was shocked and thought that she was perfect student, but she doesn’t. That’s very odd, right? That’s what she told me about her bad experiences. She had almost similar things to me. I decided to forgive her for mistakes in our lives. No one can be perfect in the world.
A time when I was really scared -Journal
Thirteen years ago, my four cousins and I went into my uncle’s room in my grandparents’ old and big apartment. We watched him playing the scary game about killing zombies. I always scared while I was crawling toward the small television slowly and the zombie appeared out of blue. Suddenly, I was screamed loudly and ran out of his room before my cousins grabbed my arm. There’s a reason I always hate horror games, movies, books, and TV shows for many years. Few of my good friends already knew that I avoided the topic of horror because it made me easily worried and scared at all the time. Honestly, I watched that movie, “Orphan” with one of my hearing friends at her house few months ago. Well I was embarrassed that I almost got a heart attack when I saw that girl hit the bird with a red and hard brick. That’s why I decided to not watch any horror movies in present. That was my embarrassed story……
A kid’s flavor of ice cream (Journal- Free Topic)
A little child feels
hungry and impatient.
He wants to eat
something like sweet.
He smells the scents of
vanilla, strawberry, chocolate,
blueberry, cherry, raspberry,
banana, pineapple, and green apple.
He sees what…
A biggest ice cream cone
on the top of a truck.
He walks toward it,
and he wants to order
his flavor of ice cream.
He can’t decide to
pick one of them.
A tall man suggests him
a question to him,
“what is your favorite food?”
He gets an idea,
so he tells a tall man
his answer “strawberry”.
A man gets an ice cream of strawberry,
and gives it to a little boy.
He enjoys eating it.
Something that you regret -Journal
I regret everything in my whole life.
Long time ago, I was a little kid with my four cousins. They always jealous of me because I was very smart in the elementary and middle school. Well I sometimes got in trouble with other classmates in the classes. There’s a reason my parents never let me hanging out with anyone from the school. They thought that I would listen what they said, but I wasn’t listen.
I have a horrible life. No one can understood my feelings when I felt little guilt. I did hurt one of my fake friends at the playground because he always bullied me at all the time. I decided to throw a ball at him and hit him very hard. Well the staff didn’t scold me about the rules. She still understood why I never show my real smile to them.
My parents never sorry about myself being deaf. They never sorry about my personality. They always NEVER sorry about their decisions. I always struggled to find a way to understand what they said.
Few years later, I became young boy. I did regret myself to steal something from my family. They always scolded me about bad situation because they didn’t want me to be a robber or bad person in future. I almost never listen what they said. They always supported me anytime.
In present, I learned how to regret myself for what I did things to my family and good friends. I wanted to forgive them for understanding and supporting. That’s why I want to help them if they have a problem with regret in themselves.
A boy gets the flu (Journal- Free Topic)
A little boy who is
sad, unhappy, and tired.
He sleeps on his small bed
and holds his brown teddy bear
in his arms because he wants
to feel more comfortable.
His parents are worried
about their little son.
They don’t know
what’s happening to him.
They call the doctor, Dr. Smith
and wait for him coming their house.
Dr. Smith comes into their house
and greets them for good manner,
but he asks them where their son is.
They lead him to their son’s room.
He opens the door and sees
the little boy who still sick.
He decides to check on him
and finds out that he has flu.
He informs them that
their son only gets a flu this year.
He gives them a paper for medicine
to help their son gets well.
A birthday cake (Journal- Free Topic)
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear —
Wait, where is the birthday person?
Oh, nobody know where is him/her.
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear —
Oh, one of many people just finds him/her.
Where? When? How? Name?
A tall girl Tammi is sitting on the chair at the food court in the mall.
She should be come home for her birthday party.
But she refuses to come because she wants to have fun by herself alone in the mall with many people.
There’s a reason why she doesn’t want to be embarrassed by her family and friends.
Well she thinks about her favorite birthday cake.
Raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, kiwis, and mangos.
Vanilla and chocolate.
She wants to eat that birthday cake with them because she hears some rumor that it is delicious.
She hopes that her family buy a birthday cake for her.
Very soon…
Where you’d like to be and what you’d like to be doing five years from now -Journal
I would like to be a math teacher for deaf children in California or Texas, a counselor/therapist for LGBT, or photographer for traveling. I would like to graduate Mt Sac and transfer to California State University Northridge (CSUN). If I wanted to travel, I would leave California for one or two years. My dad’s family already informed me about their plans to invite me joining them for travel in China. There’s a reason I loved to travel and take the pictures of the nature, people, animals, and other stuffs. Few years later, I would adopt two or three kids as my children because I wanted to support them for love, happiness, and good childhood. I already imagined about my future because I wanted to reach my many dreams. I wouldn’t give up on myself and my dreams. I already promised to one of my good friends, Sabrina. She already known that I wanted to help any children who have bad experiences from their family abusing. If few years later, I would be married to my future husband. That would be problem because it will be hardest for me finding Mr. Right who could earn my trust and feelings.
The best thing I ever smelled- Journal
I can’t describe what was the best thing I ever smelled. There’s a reason I loved to smell something good and fresh. For example, you smelled some spicy and pepper from the curry rice. My parents noticed me smelling at all the time because everyone called me my nickname “Mickey Mouse” or “Mouse”. If I can’t smell, I would sad and tried to smell several times. I must smell something burn or bad for emergency when I saw the smoke coming from the pot my mom cooked. That was my second sense of smell. Nobody can smell little far like one mile, so they struggled to smell something strong like wasabi. I sometimes scared myself when I can’t smell. Because I often got cold, I couldn’t feel my nose. That was little terrible to me. I don’t mind that if I can or can’t smell. That’s what my life looked like.
II) Fire Drill
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x-ray
boots
banjo
After the doctor checked the x-ray, he wore the cowboy boots and bought a banjo to the patient room.
A Little Boy Meets the Cowboy Doctor
Twenty years ago, a little boy had his name, Anthony, who moved to Dallas, Texas with his parents from his old hometown Los Angeles, California. He was very disappointed at his parents after he saw the old, messy, dirty house and a red barn in front of him. There’s a reason he doesn’t want to live in that house because it can be very horror and dangerous to him because he missed his old hometown with the beautiful cities, mountains, and trees. He still thought about his friends in California. He was wondered what did they do without him.
At the afternoon, he doesn’t know how to ignore the people who gave him the bad attitude when he was walking through the coward in the different stores with his parents. He might had got a panic attack as he looked up and found the man who stood and leaned against the door frame. He felt little scared because he stared at that man’s dark blue eyes. He called him that name “Cold Man”. Therefore, he loved to give anyone the pet names. Before he had left, he made sure that he remembered Cold Man’s height, weight, face, and body.
During the night, he sat on the wooden chair on the front porch. His parents cleaned each rooms in their house. He wished to move back to California, but he must accepted that he would be patient for his parents. He was very curiously about the horses in a red barn because his father loved to ride one of three or four horses in long time ago. He got up and walked to that barn. He opened the big door and peeked a little bit as he saw one of four horses eating the hay behind the stall. He checked the name plates on each stalls, Snow, Thunder, Charlie, and Tommy. He guessed that big brown horse had a name, Charlie. He walked slowly toward him, but he accidently kicked the shovel. Charlie looked up from the hay to Anthony as a big brown horse confused at a little boy. He felt worried and scared, so he ran away from Charlie and that barn.
Next morning, he sat on the edge of his bed and thought about Charlie a lot. He wanted to ride that horse, but he already knew that his parents would disapproved his offer. However, he decided to sneak before his parents could noticed. There’s a reason he didn’t like his parents’ rules because his parents always worried about his safety and healthy. After he sneaked away from his parents, he went to a barn and checked on Charlie. He saw him standing in the stall. He opened the door and got on a big brown horse. Suddenly, Charlie ran fast outside as a little boy shouted loudly and held his mane tightly. His father opened the front door fast and saw him getting on Charlie. Anthony can’t hold that horse’s mane enough as he was flying in the air. His father tried to catch him on the time, but he crashed on the ground loudly. He cried and held his broken right arm because he saw the blood spreading. His mother called the hospital for an emergency, so a woman whom on the phone told her that an ambulance van was on the way to their house. Few minutes later, an ambulance van arrived as two paramedics came out of that van and carried a little boy on the stretcher. They left after his parents got in their car to follow them.
At the hospital, few nurses moved Anthony laying on the stretcher to the x-ray room. They must take a picture of his broken bones and left it on the desk for the doctor. They moved him to the patient room for an hour. His parents stayed with him and waited for the doctor coming. After the doctor checked the x-ray, he wore the cowboy boots and bought a banjo to the patient room. Anthony shocked and saw Cold Man out of blue. His doctor smiled and told them his name, Oscar Smith; everyone called them Dr. Smith or Cowboy Doctor. He felt embarrassed to call the doctor with an idea name Cold Man. However, he would call him the Cowboy Doctor or Dr. Smith in present. There’s a reason he didn’t like to call anyone with stupid names.
III) Picture Writing
This picture of a woman with neon pink hair was reminded me about one of my good friends who played a red violin in high school or college I wasn’t sure to remember. Daisy, my friend enjoyed playing her violin at everywhere, so she sometimes went to the studio in Los Angeles to improve each music. She told me that she hoped to play the silent music for her grandparents. There’s a reason why she hoped that because she missed them since her grandparents were dead in their ages like ninety year old. I could tell that she never given up on herself and her dreams to be a musician in future. She always showed her pretty smile to everyone while she was calming down herself for thirty seconds. She loved to dye her hair with neon pink. Therefore, she loved her favorite color; pink and neon pink. I don’t know why she picked her dreamy career on the top of her list. She exampled me that she could finish the list what she wanted to do/find a right path. Nobody could forced or judged her about her dreamy career. That’s what she had lots of dream for music, career, and her life.
My imagine about this woman with neon pink hair. She never had a good childhood in her whole life because her parents weren’t support her for her career. There’s a reason why she looked calm and little happy because she had lots of experiences with the music. She sometimes played her red violin in the front of her house, the park, or a mall. Many people could notice her playing the violin and heard the smooth and beauty tune. After she finished playing the violin, they clapped and dropped some money in the violin case. Therefore, she always worked on her music sheets. She was playing the violin in her house when she felt calm, angry, upset, depressed, or other emotions. Behind her, the wall was brownish, three lime rectangle windows, and the black and green-blue curtains. She doesn’t care about the colors on windows, curtains, wall, or other furniture. There’s a reason she doesn’t have time to paint any colors on the wall or pick any the furniture with shapes or colors. She always thought about herself and music. She doesn’t mind that she wore the black sweatshirt and strange pair of earrings because some women gave her the odd looks. She sometimes wore black or pink sweatshirts, shirts, or dresses because she had her own emotions like quiet, happiness, love, and calm. However, she loved to show people who she was. She had no taste of clothes or dresses while she was focusing on the music sheets for her dreamy career as a musician. She hoped to traveling everywhere in United States or other countries to learn different music genres. That’s what she had a long-term goal to be a musician.
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