Friday, 2 January 2009

My Room...












Well i thought it was about time i showed you all my room! These pictures once again show my love of meaningful words, books and that white apple which to me represents a school teachers apple which i hope to recieve one day when i become a teacher!



Tuesday, 30 December 2008

Time...


Well as you can all see my blog has had a major makeover!! I thought it was time for me to reinvent it just in time for the New Year. 2009 will soon be upon us which means another year has passed by and once again failed to take me with it. Time is a certainty of life that sometimes travels to fast or to slow but will inevitably continue to tick tock in the back of our heads. When looking back on this last year the time spent thinking of whether the decisions i made were for the best or whether i could have done better than a B+ ive come to the conclusion that none of that really truly matters because in life we are all given a certain amount of time on this planet. If we waste percious moments worrying about all the small if's and but's than we are wasting the time that could be spent watching the graceful clouds float across the crystal clear blue sky or appreciating the kind words said by people that mean the most to you! So my New Years resolution is ..... TO STOP THINKING! lol! Happy New Year Everyone!

Wednesday, 3 December 2008

IN MY EYES

For my last english assesment for the year i was told to write a poem describing the World War II Holocaust and concentration camps. This is it, What do you think??

IN MY EYES

The fence was first,
It screamed with the knowledge,
I would never pass through its gates alive again.
The barbed wire stood high and tall,
Surrendering to the men that stood rigid in the watch towers above.
I knew nothing of the terror,
I knew nothing of the death,
Only of peace and freedom.

The soldiers came towards us,
A heard of angry beasts waiting to kill.
Their raw racist resentment tore apart loved ones,
No mercy in their haunting eyes.
I knew nothing of the saddness,
I knew nothing of the loss,
Only of peace and freedom.

Hundreds, millions of people,
Surrounded by the feeling of disgusted damaged disbelief.
One mans face was that of a helpless child,
Another,
His body a lifeless sheild.
I knew nothing of the pain,
I knew nothing of the loneliness,
Only of peace and freedom.

Down the abandonded stairs,
Into the dark unknown.
I reach for the hand of my son,
Pure fear overwhelms us all.
The atmosphere is like a choking breath,
Blackness ehgulfs us.
I now know nothing of peace,
I now know nothing of freedom,
Only of death and terror.

By Kirstie Penton

Sunday, 26 October 2008

Being Yourself....




I know i base a lot of my posts around quotes but i find that they inspire me the most!
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." ~Dr. Seuss.
I think that one of the most important things about growing up is still believing in who you are and becoming who others want you to be. The worst thing you can do is to change who you are just because you want to fit in. Fitting in with the rest of the population is not why we were put on this earth! Each and every one of us are meant to shine, stand out and bring something new and special to this world. I believe everyone is capable of being that person or more importantly being their own person. Sometimes, especially as a teenager you get this feeling that if you are not like everyone else or what people want you to be, then you are not good enough or worth anything. But the truth is, that if you have the strength to be your own person and always walk with your head held high then you are the one that will go far in this world and truly shine....

Saturday, 4 October 2008

The Sign...


I found this photo on the Internet and am not sure who the very talented photographer is but something about this image caught my eye. To many people this could simply be a picture of a sign post in the middle of no where but to me i found it so much more, i found this photo inspiring. It stands there all alone with nothing but the wind blowing through the grass to keep it company but it still stands tall and provides its purpose in life. Even though many people might simply ignore this sign because they have no use for it, it is still there and still exists and to some people it might be the most important thing they see all day because it will point them in the direction they need to go in life. So just remember next time you see something or someone that might not seem important to you, that they have their own purpose in life just like you. Everyone is special in their own way just like this sign post was special to me...

Friday, 26 September 2008

Destiny

A friend of mine asked me what i thought this quote meant,"Destinty grants us our wishes,but in its own way, in order to give us something beyond our wishes." I beleive that this quote is trying to tell us that even though we might not always get want we want or the way we want it, destiny grants us even more! In the big scheme of life sometimes the little and superficial things that we want are not what will make us happy in the long run! Destiny knows that and athough life can sometimes seem extremely unfair and nothing is how you want it, these times in our lives are there to teach us how to be strong and that we have to work for things in life! Life is a big learning experience for everyone and destiny is here to make all that worthwhile by sometimes giving us what we might not think we want but then exactly what we need to make us happy! Well thats what i beleive anyway....

Sunday, 21 September 2008

Change

As you grow up and learn new things and meet new people, life changes. People change, your environment changes and you change. There isn't really anything you can do to stop things from changing and sometimes you wish there was some way because when your life is exactly how you like it and then something quickly changes it can really suck! But i suppose what I'm trying to say is that it does change and sometimes life isn't how you want it and that's just how it is. In life making the best out of what you have is the best way to live! And always remembering to smile! Life can be really hard but this is just to show us the strength we have inside and that we can do anything in our lives, we just have to to believe in ourselves!

Where ever you go,
no matter what the weather,
always bring your own sunshine...

Monday, 24 December 2007

Christmas Time!

Its nearly Christmas time again. I love Christmas it is the best time of year. With the yummy food, the beautiful decorations, where the nights are full of pretty lights that cover all of the houses. Its a time of joy and happiness that should be shared with everyone. This is when everyone should come together and be happy and share the precious joy of family. I love this saying:

What is Christmas? It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.

I hope you all have a Merry christmas filled with happiness, smiles and laughter!!!!!

Tuesday, 27 November 2007

Last part: ONE WRITERS LIFE

When we arrived home Laddie was waiting as usual with his black and white hair in need of a wash and carrying a toy for me to throw to him. Of course I did and that sent him flying through the air to fetch it. I went inside to find Isabelle crying and mum and dad sitting there expressionless, holding a letter. I took it from her and read it, it read. “Mr Bart Edmond you have been called by the AIF to join the war. You are to leave immediately”. That letter changed my life forever. The next day my beloved father left us. My mother would only talk when it was necessary. My always happy and cheerful sister was no longer happy. I, as a young four year old did not understand why they had taken my daddy away or when he was coming home. Our house became quiet and sad and this continued for two years. Then one fine sunny day a telegram came and that was the day I realized I would see my darling father again. My life from then on seemed to be a blur. Even though I was young it affected me with such force. Mum, Isabelle and I lived with grief in our hearts which none of us could let go of for years. It took me ten years to be able to really live life again and one very special person helped so much. I had gone for a walk one sunny afternoon. There was not a cloud in the sky and it was the most beautiful shade of blue. You could look out across the fields and see the mountains continue further and further into the distance. As I walked I noticed someone standing on the side of the road. As I got closer an easel and canvas came into view and I realized he was painting. He turned to face me and he was ever so handsome. He had dark brown curly hair with the most amazing dimples and dark crystal clear eyes that sent tingles down my spine. My eyes then wandered curiously to his painting. It was perfect, every shadow, colour and object had been captured realistically and beautifully. We had not spoken a word to each other since we met some minutes before. “Hi my name is Clara Jane, your painting is amazing”. I can remember saying after my speechless admiration for his painting. His name was Edward and he was 15. We started to talk, mainly about his painting. From that first meeting a great friendship was formed. We use to lie in the grass and talking about our futures and what we wanted to do. Edward wanted to become a doctor because he loved the idea of being able to save someone’s life. I had never really thought about it. I would be a mother to beautiful children. That is what was expected, but I wanted more than that, I wanted to make a difference in the world. Edward showed me how to live life again and I will never be able to thank him enough. As we grew older we became closer and closer. I found myself wanting to spend every waking moment with him. As I sat and wrote in my journal, I could hear the glorious sound of rain on the roof. I looked out the window and amidst the rain I see a familiar figure running towards the house. I ran and opened the door, Edward Smith was standing there, water running from his beautiful brown curly hair onto his handsome face. His eyes so clear looking into mine and my forever searching eyes had finally found what they were looking for. He bent down on one knee and my heart skipped a beat. “My gorgeous Clara Jane will you marry me?” He said with the softest voice. “Yes, nothing else would make me so happy as to marry you”. I can remember how happy I was that day and how happy he made me feel. We had a spring wedding two years later. With the sweet smell of flowers in the air and wearing my dream dress made out of soft white silk that flowed to the ground and yellow wild flowers in my hair. I walked down the isle looking into the eyes of one very smart looking man in a black and white suit, in front of all my friends and family. After that mum died and left the farm to us. Isabelle found a great man and was once again happy and cheerful. Edward became a doctor like he had always dreamed and we all lived happily ever after.

And as I sit here in the once lonely blue rocking chair looking out across my weeping willow farm writing of my life. I realize how truly lucky I am and I have finally realized that I was placed on this earth to share my life with others through writing. I am a writer.

Tuesday, 20 November 2007

Part 2: ONE WRITERS LIFE

As you drove up the long, winding path that led to the house, you could see through the window the tall willow trees swaying in the wind. When you arrived at the house my precious dog Laddie would excitedly jump around ready to meet you when you got out. Every time I would stop and look at my house. The sweeping cream veranda, the giant wooden door that I had always found remarkable for the reason that it had a certain charm you could not replace, the silver pitched roof that stood so high and the old blue rocking chair that always sat alone on the verandah. This was my home and I love it for that. When I was two my beautiful sister Isabelle was born and from then on it was Isabelle, Mum, Dad and I, we lived together happily and peacefully on our little farm. I will always remember the date 25th of June 1914. I was four years old and Isabelle was two. Mum and Dad thought it would be a fabulous to have an outing to the beach. We packed a picnic basket full of delicious treats to eat. Off we drove to the beach, the four of us happily as can be. I can remember how much fun we had getting all sandy and wet. There is this one photo of us, Isabelle’s sitting on mum’s lap right beside dad and I am standing beside them. We look so happy and young, each of us with a smile on our face. We had such fun that day.

Sunday, 18 November 2007

Part 1: ONE WRITERS LIFE

For my english assignment we had to right a descriptive story. I thought i would show you all mine. This is your first instalment of ONE WRITERS LIFE by me.

As I sit and watch the cattle graze slowly over the soft, luscious green grass, I wonder what their thinking, whether it is of the bright blue, crystal clear sky that lies over head or the annoying swarm of flies that come by there hundreds this time of year. I think of my glorious life and what I have done… This is, my journey.

They called me Clara-Jane that rainy summer night when I was born. I came into the world with my dark hazel eyes growing, searching and looking for something. My mother always used to say that from the moment I was born she knew I would do great things in life all because of my beaming eyes and later my exquisite smile that could make people happy every time I walked into a room. I grew up in a little country town on weeping willow farm. It was my home and I loved it.


Sunday, 30 September 2007

LOVE

Sometimes feelings are hurt , feelings are shared and only sometimes are feeling felt to there most strongest abilities. When this happens, life can feel so easy and sweet and all the worries in the world disappear. This is Love. The power of love in neverending and does not need to be thought of as a risk not worth taking. If you are so lucky to expirience this don't take it for granted. Love is a precious gift and to be loved is the best feeling in the world.

The Magic Of Love

Love is like magic
And it always will be.
For love still remains
Life's sweet mystery!!
Love works in ways
That are wondrous and strange
And there's nothing in life
That love cannot change!!
Love can transform
The most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor
And sweetness and grace.
Love is unselfish,
Understanding and kind,
For it sees with its heart
And not with its mind!!
Love is the answer
That everyone seeks...
Love is the language,
That every heart speaks.
Love can't be bought,
It is priceless and free,
Love, like pure magic,
Is life's sweet mystery!!

- Helen Steiner Rice -

Tuesday, 18 September 2007

More of My best buddies

As i promised i am now going to write about the rest of my fabulous gang. Who first..... There is this one guy who without having him to talk to and just having around, life would be harder. He is a pretty amazing person. Kevin hope that brings a smile to your face. Next....... Well this person is funny, awesome and so much fun to be around. I have known him forever and Matty u have changed so much. Don't worry that's a good thing!! i get along so well with him and think he is a awesome friend. OK who next...... oh i know, this person u could not forget about. She is so funny and i love her very much!!! Katey i hope u are reading this. She is a great friend and always brings a smile to my face. i also have this one friend Courtney that is so strong. She is the nicest person ever and i love her very much. Wow i am in a very loving mood. Anyway next.... she is sweet, pretty and quiet and i also love her very much. She has been my friend for so long and i hope it stays like that forever. Erica i hop eu like that.Now this friend thinks that he isn't worthy of my friendship. But he deserves more than i can give him. He is quiet but really nice and i think he is a great friend to have. Owen if u are reading this remember u are worth everything. Now lucky last is my absolutely awesome, sweet, hot and so adorable boyfriend Ned. There is this saying " Love is like friendship on fire" and i totally believe that is true!! I am so lucky to have someone so special in my life. As u can see i am so blessed to have such wonderful people in my life.

Monday, 17 September 2007

My best buddies

Well i think best buddies are the best things in the world. Now i promised one of them that i would write about him so i will. Now this one special best buddy is very funny and makes me laugh continually. We have this ongoing joke about where we live. The joke is that because we kinda live in the country that we are corneaters and stuff like that. Anyway my special friend and i are best buddy's and i love having him around. Now jono when u read this , i hope u like it. Next time the rest of my fantastic gang will be included. So don't feel left out.

Saturday, 15 September 2007

The important things

Well i have been so busy latey with school work and an ongoing social life. Life is such a interesting thing don't you think? Friends come and go, school becomes harder each year and you slowly realise that you are growing up and life doesn't wait for you to catch up. Everything is going so fast and sometimes it feels like it is all just to much. But you always have to remember what is really important in life. Not people who treat you bad or things that everyone else has and you feel you need it to, but the small things like a smile from a loved one or the evening sunset. These things are the important things. These are the things that keep you living not the latest fashion or the hot new boy at school. So just remember to live life to the max on the small things and the things that really matter.

Friday, 3 August 2007

SMILE


Today one of my friends asked me why i am always happy and so nice to everyone. They couldn't believe that i would be able to just be happy all the time and not lose my temper. This is my answer to that question. When the world can seem so unforgiving, having someone give you a smile or saying a cheery Good morning, can make you feel like everything is not lost. When people treat you the way no one should be treated sometimes there is no need in feeling bad about it because they are not worth forgetting how to smile over. If you forgot how to smile, that is when everything would truly be lost. So whenever you are feeling down remember to smile and everything will feel right again. ( and for anyone that thinks that is cheesey, CHEESY IS AWESOME)

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"A smile can complete an outfit. You might have the perfect shoes, perfect purse, perfect pants, perfect shirt, perfect hair, and perfect everything, but without a smile the outfit isn't complete. Even if you don't think your outfit is great, smile and it will be great."

"A smile can go a long way. One smile can change a person's whole day."

"A SMILE is an inexpensive way to improve your looks."





Friday, 6 July 2007

Kirstie's Corner




The new addition to my bedroom is an old club lounge. I have always wanted a corner in my room that i can just sit, relax and read. As i am a lover of pink i have put a pink pillow and a warm cuddly blanket in pink on it to make the chair look more like me.

Tuesday, 3 July 2007

Inspiring People

In the eyes of my most loved book characters the world seems so simple and sweet. Every smell, every touch and every word is thought of and cherished. As i sit here writing this, i start to see the world around me as she does. The sweet sound of silence surrounds me with a wave of beauty. With every day that passes i start to believe in what she says. The world we live in has so much to give but isn't always seen. All of the small things are then lost and are hard to find again. But it is in all of us, the special gift to be able to find ones simple joys. So that life doesn't seem so unforgivable and unkind. If each one of us could do that, the world we live in could become a place, people only thought possible in their dreams. The character I was thinking of was Anne from Anne of Green gables. She saw life with such grace that she inspires me do to the same each day.

Monday, 18 June 2007

The Young Artist
By Mary Arthur
SHE sat among the whisp'ring woods,
With wild flowers at her feet,
And heard from out the glossy leaves
A murmur soft and sweet;
Yet not the music or the balm
Had stirred the lady's thought-
A spell of deeper, fuller power
Had there its magic wrought.
A vision rose before her, bright
As dreams of hope can be,
And wakened to a new delight
Her fancy bold and free:
A dream of fame and glory,
When years of toil were flown,
When all the weariness was past,
And brightness all her own.
"I will win a radiant future!
It shall glow with colors rare,
And the great and noble of the earth
Shall pour their tributes there.
Oh, is it not a glorious gift,
This living, proud desire,
That gladdens with its brilliancy,
And warms me with its fire.
"No wavering doubt shall hold me
From the point I hope to win;
Nor will I need the world's applause
When satisfied within.
I will pass through all the shadows
That cluster round my way,
And only feel the darkness past
When reigns for me the day."


Friday, 8 June 2007

Homework, homework and more homework

Well it has been a while since my last blog.... This is because, at school we are coming up to the end of term and it is keeping me pretty occupied. All of the exams and assignments are a lot of work. Today at school I was in art and at the moment we are doing lino printing. Lino printing is a pretty hard and messy part of art and even as I write this now I look at my hands and they are covered in black ink. Anyway I was up to my final print and I really wanted it to work out. As I pulled the paper away from the inked lino block I am amazed to find that it was perfect, not an ink smudge or uneven part to be seen. I was so excited that I showed the teacher. She thought it was brilliant and told me that I had to enter it into an upcoming art competition. How exciting is that. I am so excited!!!! She also told me that I should enter some of my other works of art into the competition. If I win my artwork could be put in one of the art galleries in town. That would be so awesome. If you have a hobby or something that you love to do enjoy every moment of it ....