Technology

  Even though people think kids use technology to bs around, we don't. We actually use it for homework, news, typing papers, and research.

Now days they can make applications for devices to type papers and other things. For example, iPods and iPhones. You can put the google chrome and microsoft word applications on your device to tpye papers. I have both of those applications on my iPod and whenever I do not finish a typed paper at school I can finish it at home. If you don't have a desktop or laptop at home this is great for that.

 Kids can even do their homework on their devices. They can go to websites to find information for science and mathmatics classes. For example, I was able to go online on my iPod to do research for my earth science class. I was able to find all the information I needed on the planets. Since I was able to do all of this at home with no distractions, I got extra credit for my project. Technology can be a positive way to get an education.

 Finally, the latest and new news information.  I was the first kid at my school to know about the "Boston Bombing". I was on msn.com on my iPod device and that's the first thing I saw was there was a bombing during the boston marathon. If I miss the news on TV I can still go online and see what's going on. All in all kids can use technology for entertainment, education, and much more

Born At 15

Born At 15

A child of 

repeated molestations,

suffocation by drugs,

tragedy replacing hopscotch,
I grew crooked in the sunlight.

A smart kid,

"teacher's pet"

who no boys liked,

tall, socially inept, and awkward, 

I broke my own heart so many times.

A teenager, 

backward but witty,

someone stopped

to look at me.

I fell in love with a horrible person.

A year lost spinning on drugs,
drowning in tears, burned in loud music.
A disease had forced himself
into more than my physicality.

Balled up in a corner, tasting salt,
I went numb while he read a magazine.

I took a mountain vacation,
wet green health soothed
my swollen eyes,
I met a broad, scarred man, never without his bicycle.

I watched the white gold moon over a mountain,
the black tree outline trying
to hide it, my soul, from me.
I talked to myself pretending
it was to the man next to me,
about past and present
about my horrible fearful future.
I realized I had given all my power
 to the things I hated.

A warm, fluid feeling
rushed inside my spirit,
so unusual.
It must have been myself being born.
        ~Melissa Parker, age 16
         From The Book Things I Have To Tell You
              By Betsy Franco

This poem is telling the story of a 15 year old girl getting her inocence. This is a story of a girl falling under the influence of drugs and alchohol. This is a story of a girl who has to find her true self through all of the hurt and pain and drugs. This Is Melissa's story.