Son of Mr. Green Jeans- Dinty W. Moore

This essay first caught my attention because of the way the first page is set up. I turn to the first page and I see the author and title and then I see,
"Allen, Tim
Best know as the father on ABC's Home Improvement (1991-99), the popular comedian was born Timothy Allen Dick, on June 13, 1953. When Allen was eleven years old, his father, Gerald Dick, was killed by a drunk drive while driving home from a University of Colorado football game."
My interest is immediately sparked. I loved Home Improvement when I was younger. I would watch with my dad and we would just laugh at the show. The essay was so good and interesting and it was interesting to  read how fathers act in different situations.  The rest of the essay goes in a similar fashion. It gives a name, a noun or even an animal and explain how fathers play a role in this. Other headings that come up are Carp, Divorce, Jaws, Y-Chromosomes and Emperor Penguins. Under each of these heading is a description of how the father plays a role in the heading. Under Carp it talks about how the father carp protects the eggs after the female lays them. If I were to write one of these it would say

"Kayla's Dad
Best known as Dave Lehman, born on May 21, 1966. Dave has four daughters and was not around much for them growing up. Now he is the reason Kayla is untrustworthy of men and can't find a decent relationship, because she looks for guys like her father. While he is a good dad, he showed Kayla a relationship for 14 years that was not okay to have."

The Life of the Butterfly- Woolf emulation

Butterflies are one of the most beautiful and elegant creatures; their wings different colors and shapes and make sure everyone sees them by not flying at night. Butterflies bring beauty upon their own species and  they bring the beauty of spring and the gentleness of everything that comes alive and blooms during this beautiful season. The butterfly brings with it the new life that comes with spring; flowers blooming, animals waking up from slumber, snow melting, colors, smells and new sights. The sight of the caterpillar spinning into a cocoon, to turn into something that will be so beautiful and look nothing like what it once was. He breaks through the cocoon like a polar bear breaking the ice to get to fish, he lets his wings spread open as to open his arms to the words and welcome everything that is. He lets his legs feel around to his old surroundings but he is seeing and feeling with new eyes. He looks over the day, with his new body, and he welcomes the world with his new wings and new legs and new everything; he walks down the branch looking at the ground seeming to ask if he should jump or not, almost to see if he would die. What happens if he jumps and his new wings don't work, will he meet an  untimely death, on the day his new life began? He looks at the ground and he jumps and lets his new wings catch him. His wings take him up towards the sky and away from where he's always been, to a place where he can be free and with his own.

South Eastern Ohio

As I drove on the winding country roads, I started to notice just how beautiful south-eastern Ohio is. I've spent a majority of my time in the last two years in Athens, but I haven't taken the time to really explore the area. I had to drive to Warren Local Schools to do some observing in a classroom. The roads I took where all back roads. Up and down hills, around bends and curves that could kill you if you weren't paying attention. Even though the trees were bare (some still had leaves) and the grass was brown, the scenery around me was beautiful. The blue sky gave a nice contrast to the brown that was covering the ground.
I also noticed the houses and small villages that were scattered about. I wondered about the people who lived here. Do they like living in a small village, where the closest town in miles away? Do they like living on a farm? Do they enjoy living in a place where everyone knows their name? Do they like living in a town where there aren't any stop lights? the town I lived in was the biggest town in our county. It only took me two minutes to get to a gas station and five minute drive to school. I always thought my town was so small, but then I drive through these villages and see how small they are. I could never imagine living somewhere so small, where everyone would know everything about me.

Mood Music

Music effects my mood, as I'm sure it does to everyone else. Anytime I hear the right song, my mood will change instantly. If I hear the song "I can Only Imagine" by MercyMe I instantly tear up as it was the song played during my grandmothers funeral. It reminds me of the funeral home, the side show and the sadness that surrounded that day.
When "Yesterday" by The Beatles comes on, I start to think about when I'm sad; because when I'm sad, I listen to this song on repeat. I know that I should be listening to happy music to make my mood better, perhaps I should be listening to "Here Comes the Sun" which seems to always bring a smile to my face.