Post Six.........Feathers and Hammers

Death is an ending of a life well lived or not well lived. Death is like the night sky, infinite in length and distance. Death can happen at any moment. Death is an abstract idea that makes all humans sad. One instance that humans all are sad when it happens is when they lose a beloved member of their family. Another if it is a friend. Friends come in all shapes sizes and species. Death can be as soft as a landing feather or as loud as a pounding hammer. While death makes me unhappy, my family can help me heal when death occurs. And I can help them. Death may sound and look scary, but it really isn’t. It is just a part of the circle of life.

-Rachel Dudley, Queen of the FeLions (from the planet Felion), Prisoner Fe26Li3O8N7

Post Five...........Pluto and Sore Feet

Dance makes me happy because when I dance any frustration with school or with parents goes away. Dance to me is what ice is to those who have extremely sore feet, basically something of a relief from reality. When I first danced, it was ballet. Since I can remember I had a goal in dance to get onto my toes and dance. At one point this goal seemed to be as far away as Pluto is to Earth. I felt I would never achieve the goal.

According to http://www.space.com/18566-pluto-distance.html Pluto is between 2.66 billion miles and 4.67 billion miles away from Earth.

Not only does ballet help but so does tap. When I was able to dance in heeled tap shoes, I was excited. I do not really have any goals in tap except to be the best tap dancer I can.

-Rachel Dudley, Queen of the FeLions (from the

planet FeLion), Prisoner Fe26Li3O8N7

Post Four.......Lost and Aliens

My Aunt Jane is the lady in the dark v-neck with short brown hair.
This is a picture of her from my parents wedding.
It is the only one my Father and Mother have of her.
Next to her is her friend. 

This is sort of a hard post to write. I guess to start this, I shall start with my dad’s parents. They met, got married and decided to have children. First was my Dad. Second was my Aunt Jane; third was my Aunt Jo and fourth was my Uncle Jim. The four all went to college. I know only three that got married. The fourth, who is the second born, I have never met. She gave up contact with the family. Just like aliens of outer space who have no contact with earthlings they may find delicious when they have contact, my missing Aunt is very alien to me. Before I was born, or a thought (well I may have been a thought but I wouldn’t know), something happened and now my Aunt has forsworn any contact with the family. I know of her and have heard some stories or tidbit facts about her.  She, being my Aunt, is as lost as the Bermuda triangle to my family since we have no knowledge of her whereabouts.

About a year ago, I decided to write her a letter. This letter is just an introduction of me to her. Since I don’t have any way to send it to her with no address, I will have to wait. My dad said he would help me find her when I turn 18. At that point I am sure I will need to rewrite the letter. In my letter, I wrote about what I do and who I am and which of her brothers my father is.  I want to connect with because I am curious about who she is and what made her decide to leave. I want to be able to know her as a person. Learn about the family that she grew up with through her eyes. I may be as strange to her as a pizza would be to an Eskimo. She has no knowledge of my existence.

-Rachel Dudley, Queen of the FeLions (from the planet felion), Prisoner Fe26Li3O8N7

Post Three....Space and Quokka

One thing that makes me extremely happy is when my family accomplishes something they set out to do. For instance, at the end of last school year my sister during drill down became the last cadet standing at the end of the mass tap out. She was concentrating so much on following the commands that she did not know that she was the last one standing. I was as happy as a Quokka.

According to http://www.reshareworthy.com/quokka-happiest-animal-on-earth/ the Quokka is the happiest creature on Earth. The Quokka is a marsupial located off the coast of Western Australia. The Quokka is a threatened species and is about the size of a cat.

Another instance is when my brother applied for an Air Force Scholarship and later received his scholarship. Though I may not be as enthusiastic about this accomplishment of his, I am at least glad he got there. A consequence was his ego grew like a flower from the size of a box to the size of the space shuttle.

The space shuttle is “122.2 feet long, 56.67 feet high, with wingspan of 78.06 feet. The height of the full shuttle stack, including the external fuel tank, is 184.2 feet. Gross weight is 4.5 million pounds at liftoff.” According to
 http://www.nbcnews.com/id/8514406/ns/technology_and_science-space/t/shuttle-numbers/

-Rachel Dudley, Queen of the FeLions (from the planet Felion), Prisoner Fe26Li3O8N7

post two.........group projects

The thing about group projects is that they do help people learn to work with each other and they are a way to learn how cope with other people in the future… But I find group projects to be as stupid as a headless chicken. Recently at school in one of my classes we had to do a group project in class and this past weekend the entire group was supposed to work on the report of what we found. And instead of all of us working together online over the weekend, I had to write it all by myself when they could easily have done their fair share of the work. The consequence of my having to write the report instead of them writing part of it also was that I got to stay up past one in the morning trying to finish other homework I had due.

It may sound ironic, but going to school and learning makes me happy. Group projects being part of school are what I despise about school. In today’s society when people are told to work together on a project it tends to end up being where ONE person does most or all of the work and the other people take credit for that work. I tend to be much happier when I work on projects alone. OR if the people I work with are those who I know are hard workers. The structure of group projects are supposed to be where people look at the project and depending on each person’s strengths they do what they are strongest at in the project so that the project succeeds.

-Rachel Dudley, Queen of the FeLions (from the planet felion), Prisoner Fe26Li3O8N7

Post one

Benjamin Franklin was a bright man. He may have received ridicule at the time when he was attempting to achieve his list of 12 virtues. I truly believe that anyone doing that is trying to make their life better for them. People throughout time have been trying to achieve perfection. While thinking about what makes me happy and unhappy, it comes to be about an even split. What makes me happy is

1.      My Family      

2.      Dance

3.      Dominic (my boyfriend)

4.      School

5.      Reading

6.      Having time to be alone

7.      Music

8.      When people accomplish something they set out to do (Maureen, Michael, my Mom, and my Dad)

On the contrary, what makes me unhappy is

1.      Being yelled at

2.      Having words put in my mouth when I never said them

3.      People who are supper dramatic

4.      Not being able to think

5.      Death

6.      Group projects

7.      That my Aunt that I never met does not want contact with the family

I have noticed that I have a happy life, even if sometimes I find it to be frustrating.

-Rachel Dudley, Queen of the Felions, Prisoner Fe26Li3O8N7