Yesterday as an 8th grade we went bowling, it was really fun, except I stunk at it. I’m pretty sure at least half of my turns were gutter balls and other other one I actually did get the pins, they weren’t that much. But one time, one time, I got all but 2 I’m pretty sure. Which didn’t make since cause the other times I’ve gone bowling I feel like I did good and could actually get the pins down. Oh. Well. it was really fun, the second game we played we did all like “trick” shots, where people would bowl underneath other’s legs in a line, and just stuff like that, It was pretty hilarious.

Tori Roskamp

October 6-8, 2014

LA, Mrs. Roskamp

Metaphor Writing- Mountain

My life is sitting at the peaceful river bed in the cool dusk of day with a beautiful mountain view in front of you. Knowing that the days done and you’ve done good with yourself. That I made a difference. Feeling like I’m living my life to the fullest. Like the low waves of the river, I feel like my life is like looking at this view. Just looking at it makes you feel amazing, like the whole worlds lifted off you shoulders. Feeling stress free, feeling peaceful in knowing that what you’re doing makes others feel good, not  just yourself. Feeling care free. Worry free from everything thats going on around you. LIke when I hear good news, I feel happy, peaceful, like my prayers went into something that made a difference to somebody.

My life is standing at the edge of a mountain, looking down at the steep rocks below. This is not a pleasant place to be, looking down, seeing that one step could basically end you, and everything you stood for. That feeling you feel when you see this, is pretty scary. LIke my life has many fears in it. I fear that feeling of total uselessness, like I’m not making a difference to anybody and I’m just a wasted space to fill, like they don’t enjoy my company enough or dislike me even being there. Think I’m just there and have no reason to. I dislike when those thought swarm my head, clogging my brain from thinking straight looking down below me. Sometimes I have to just keep going, to not think and just don’t stop. To face it, to ignore the thoughts in my head and worries I have. I don’t like thinking that some people will probably just not like me. Feeling like one mistake I make will make someone think differently of me. Sometimes when I feel like I shouldn’t be saying something, I fear that cause I said it with that tone or those words that that person won’t like me anymore or ignore me. I fear being unliked or unwanted in a group. I fear my image around others.

My life is a low to get steep mountain that only goes up. How easy it is to climb that rolling, gradually getting higher mountain is probably one of the safest places to walk getting up a mountain. Feeling pretty positive you can’t really fall walking up this and actually get hurt.  But, people still fear that there might be a snake in the near by fern or a mouse crawling around in the dirt.  As it gets higher, it feels the same, no difference in the walk. this is my life by the way sometimes my life can be easy and not challenging. But I still find stress in things that should not be stressful at all; in the little things. I find stress in homework, even when its not due for a while, I want to get it done with. I find stress in having to be good at everything I try and commit to. I try hard to ace that test or this quiz or that drawing in art or this paper. Other than this, my life would be simple. I would just try my best and leave the rest to God. But instead I stay working and worrying about it when I can do nothing about it. Sure I could study and get better, but I don’t have to stress and think about it 24/7 to feel complete in that I know it. Worrying about it at night and not getting sleep doesn’t help at all. If it weren’t for this worry I would be a lot more carefree in life. Things probably wouldn’t hit me as hard with tests and such and I wouldn’t get mad at myself if I didn’t do as good as hoped.

My life is the dirt road leading up to the top of the mountain. I’ll have struggles in this life and sometimes it’ll be hard to make it to the top, but I know it’s all part of God’s plan. I probably won’t at that time, I’ll be mad or upset about something, then look back on it and see the difference that it’s made in how I act, and how I think about things. They’ll be twists and turns on the path and times I feel like I won’t be able to go on, to give up, then I know God’s right there. Or I’ll eventually know, and try to hang on a bit longer. I don’t have to do all the work. God can take my burdens I carry and smooth the road I travel on. Knowing that God is with me and there when in times of stress or pleaser is the best feeling.