Volleyball Beach

      Saturday was a beautiful day for me. The weather was nice that we can go out and have fun. My friends and I decided to go to Belmont Beach where the place is sunny to play volleyball beach. We brought some stuff with us such as, food, and drinks. We also, brought a volleyball ball so that we can play with it.

When we arrived the beach, it was crowded. Next, we searched for a space that we could sit on and put our stuff. Then we found one that is near by a volleyball playground. We started playing volleyball for three to four hours. We were a group of six, and we made two teams to play. We compete each other for a prize; The team that loses pay for the winners' dinner meals. Fortunately, My team won and got free dinner meals. It was so much fun that I had on Saturday, I hope doing it every weekend.

The Most Important Person

My mother was the most important person to me during my childhood. She raised me to be a good child, and taught me how to be respectful to anyone. She was always by my side. When I feel sad, she would make me feel better by giving me some advice. She gave me so much love, and I was her spoiled child. She taught me the right things to do in my life. One of them is not stealing or taking things that are not belong to me. Another right thing that she taught me is avoiding bad friends that are troublemaker.

She supported me in many ways. She encouraged me to do the best I could at school by giving prizes. For example, she would buy me the best toy that I liked if I got Aes in all subjects at school. She would also give an amount of money as a prize if I got great grades at school. She also encouraged me morally. She would surprise me by making a party when I succeed at school. In short, there is no word in the dictionary that describes my mother as an amazing person in my childhood.

A Scary Experience

I never forget the scariest experience I ever had. One day when I was at my bedroom, I sat for more than 6 hours on the internet. I was talking to a friend by Yahoo messenger and looked up for some social network, such as Facebook and Twitter. At the same time my friend and I discussed about new songs that are released at that time. I listen to plenty of songs as well  as my friend.

Later on, it was late night, and I told my friend that I'm tired, and I need to sleep. Then, I slept for about 3 to 4 hours and woke up for no reason. So, I tried to get up, but I couldn't because I felt that there is something heavy on my chest that prevented me from getting up and realized that it is a ghost. Next, I felt that the ghost was trying to choke me and even kill me. I couldn't breathe, so I tried to move on my right side to avoid him. I tried to scream to anyone, but realized that no body heard me. In fact my brother was sitting on his bed next to me and didn't heard me. Then, I tried to pinch the ghost and at the same time move on my tow sides to avoid him. Finally, the ghost was gone, and I get up like a child came to life. Since then, I never listen to music at my bedroom because the ghost will come if I did. This was the scariest experience I have ever had in my entire life.

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night - Dylan Thomas

In the poem " Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night" by Dylan Thomas, he describes that when old men at the last day of their lives should hold death as hardly as they could, and he thinks that death can be fought. He thinks that it's honorable for a great man to die in old age. He mentioned at the end of the poem that his father is dying.


I think this is a sad poem that I agree with because when death comes, nothing will stop it. Also the feeling of this poem evokes the sad feeling that is deep seated inside the poet's heart and that what I like about it. I think that death can't be fought by anything.


I learned new vocabulary, such as, rage, grieve, and frail. Rage means furious or anger. The meaning of the grieve is to be sad. Frail means weak.



http://allpoetry.com/poem/8451903-Do-Not-Go-Gentle-Into-That-Good-Night-by-Dylan-Thomas