Thursday, 11 April 2013

Just Sleddin

On one very snowy sunday on Turtle hill my friends Sefton, Ben and I were having some of the best sledding of the season.  The weather was warm and there wasn't a cloud to be seen.  I saw my breathe rise above me as I stared down the foreboding steep hill. After taking one deep breath I took my foot of the ground and let my GT snow racer dive downwards.  Snow powder spat in my face as I descended the hill.  As the farther I went down the hill the closer I came to the five foot jump at the end.  Once I flew off the lip of the jump I rode through the air reaching about three feet above the jump and  as I began to decend my feet flew out in front of me and I closed my eyes for the impact.  THUD the impact winds as I land upon my side.  Ben and Sefton begin to laugh as they watched me cradled in pain dazed I was able to comprehend only part of what they were saying.  I stood up, dusted myself off and began the march up towards the top of the hill.  When I got there, I swore, as I realized that I left the GT snow racer at the bottom of the hill.  I looked around for a coat or a bag to use instead of having to go back down and saw a orange Liberal party sign about two feet by two feet.  I lifted it from the ground and ripped off the metal pegs from it.  I took a running start and pushed my feet off the ground and fell towards the hill.  The moment my body hit the ground i started spinning around blindly snow distorting my sight.  The smooth plastic surface made the descent go much much faster but I as barely comprehending as I spun uncontrollably downwards.  Without really knowing or intending I had launched myself off the jump and up five or six feet in the air.  Doing so while spinning around multiple times.  Falling back towards Earth still upon my sign I spun and landed cleanly over nine feet away.  I got off my board went over to my friends laughing all the while telling them that we needed to do the same thing only next time us a twenty foot sign for all off us.

Monday, 25 February 2013

When I was fourteen I used too babysit this adorable 6 year old named Khee.  His family lived down the street from me in a small red bungalo.  They had recenetly moved from South Korea.  So one day I was showing him my attempt to jugle with three oranges in the backyard.  I lasted not four secounds before the three bright spheres became too much and as my hand slipped on one of the oranges another hit my head.  The one in the air was forgotten as I watched the journey of the other orange, Glistening in the bright sun, rose up towards the sky and then began to fall.  I lost track of it for a second and heard a suden SLPASH and looked over to the neighbours pond where the orange lay half submerged.  I sighed, "i'll get it late" I said to no one. But why did it have to be the Browns? They hate me, I thought.   miserable and now tired I marched into the house with Khee beside me holding my hand.  To take my mind off the predicament I found myself in I begun making Ichiban for him when all of a sudden Khee exploded into a series of outrageous giggles.  When I ask him what was wrong he laughed even harder making it ring through the tiny house.  "You threw an orange into the Browns yard, you're gunna get in trouble!" With that he fell to the floor and begun rolling round and round making me smile and eventually laugh almost as hard as he was.  After a couple minutes more of silliness I began to slowly compose myself and while looking at Khee I said "Thanks I needed that" and he gave me a beaming smile with big brown eyes the size of hazel nuts.  "Do You still want some Ichiban? I asked.  He nodded his head and I stood up and began to bring the water too a boil.

Tuesday, 12 February 2013

League of Nations Established on January 10 1920
(when Ecuador joined) to 23 February 1935 (when Paraguay withdrew) with 58 members. At this time, only Costa Rica (22 January 1925), Brazil (14 June 1926), the Empire of Japan (27 March 1933) and Germany (19 September 1933) had withdrawn and only Egypt was left to join (on the 26 May 1937). The members (listed from earliest joining and alphabetically if they joined on the same day) at this time were Argentina, Australia, Belgium, Bolivia, the British Empire, Canada, Chile, the Republic of China, Colombia, Cuba, Czechoslovakia, Denmark, El Salvador, France, Greece, Guatemala, Haiti, Honduras, India, Italy, Liberia, the Netherlands, New Zealand, Nicaragua, Norway, Panama, Paraguay, Persia/Iran, Peru, Poland, Portugal, Romania, Siam, Spain, Sweden, Switzerland, the Union of South Africa, Uruguay, Yugoslavia, Venezuela, Austria, Bulgaria, Finland, Luxembourg, Albania, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Hungary, Ireland, Ethiopia, the Dominican Republic, Mexico, Turkey, Iraq, the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, Afghanistan and Ecuador.
The League of Nations goals were disarmament, preventing war through collective security, settling disputes between countries through negotiations and improving global welfare. 
1921 The Aaland Islands, land dispute between Sweden and Finland
1921 Upper Silesia Land gave these people choice to be part of Germany or part of Poland close votes lead to riots LON decided to split them up
1923 Memel Land under control of League of Nations while the people there were Lithuanian this lead to strife ending with making Memel an international port and all other land forfeit to Lithuania
1923 Turkey Humanitarian mission to Turkey by sending doctors and money to the disease ridden lands
1925 Greece and Bulgaria Sharing a border had international conflict when a Greek boarder guard was killed this lead to Greek soldiers to invade Bulgaria. The LON then got involved Greek soldiers left Bulgaria and the LON made a ruling that it was Greece’s fault and made them pay a fine of 45,000 pounds
1919 Italian nationalists captured a Yugoslavian port and held it for fifteen months the LON did nothing even though this went against The Treaty of Versailles, except peace mandated missions. 
1919 Teschen a small town between Poland and Czechoslovakia with valuable coal mines that both sides wanted Czech and polish soldiers fought in the town a great battle was fought and The League was called in though an agreement couldn’t be made and the two sides fought over the land for the next twenty years. 
1920 Vilna the Lithuanian capital which had a majority polish population was invaded by Poles The League tried and failed to get Poles to leave
Russian and Poland war 1920-1921 Poles invaded Russian land surrendered 80 000 km to Poles Leauge did nothing because combating Communism
1923 Invasion of the Ruhr when Germans couldn’t pay reparations French and Belgium troops invaded German land the Ruhr against the orders of the League

http://www.historylearningsite.co.uk/leagueofnations.htm


Friday, 18 January 2013

Cristmas morning

My eyes spread in antisipation as I wake with the knowledge that this is Christmas Day.  I jump out of bed only to look at my clock and see that its 6: 30 no one will be up for two hours.  As I wait in my bed with the energy of a dozer raindeer I feel a pain from the pit of my stomach and an earth shaking roar.  All I have had in the last 12 hours is cookies and soda from our christmas eve holiday party the night before. My patients becomes more and more strained and reachs a paoint to which I cannot sit still looking around my ocean blue room looking for something to keep my attention.  My ear triches as i hear the growing sound of stomping feet coming closer and closer to my door.  A silence then, KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK, "Paul were opening presents." I rush to the living but slide to a stop from the hardwood floors with my socks and turn towards the kitchen.  We can't forget about homemade cinamon buns.  Some time later we are sitting down in the faimily room with the aroma of fresh orange juice, creamcheese frosting and pineneedles we begin with the unraping of presents.  I am the familys designated gift finder and as such I alone have the responsibily of harvesting a gift for everyone through the caves of colored boxes.  As the day goes on smiles, statments of graditude and joy are what is truly exchanged as this magical moment continues.  Then our family seperates breifly as me and my mother travel across the icy streets of calgary coming closer and closer to saint anthonys church.  After and hour and a half of sitting,singing, giving and greeting we return and begin the daunghting task of cooking the christmas dinner meal.  Setting places, lighting candels and basting turkeys are what take up some of the last precious hours of one of the greatest holidays on earth.  We finally have a moment to rest as we sit down eat, talk and yaugh.  Yawning, farwells and late night hot chocolate are the signs of the end of the holiday.  Till finally snuggeling into bed and slowly drifting off to sleep. 

Monday, 10 December 2012

finishing 5 paragraph essay outline

even in the face of expulsion.

Support a: The kids strength to resist their teachers wishes is the students last attempt to show that Mr. keetings did leave an important mark on them and that he was a truly great teacher.

Support b. They were able to embrace their teachers lesson to not conform by choosing to stand against their teacher and school to what they believed to be right.

Support c.  Though some of their friends were;t strong enough to stand against the school and their parents many

coclushion:  The risk taking that the class did against its professor shows the important impact he gave to them on risk taking and not conforming and this was their way to show him.

Paragraph 5:

Thesis: Risk taking throughout the Movie The Dead Poets Society shows us the importance to do risky and exiting things in the hopes of creating new and everlasting changes for the good of yourself and others.

Idea 1: Mr.Keetings risks his job and reputation at the school by teaching his students in a different way an teaching them to be different, don't change and take risks.

Idea 2: Neil is taking risks by resisting the authority of his parents and school to pursue his passion to act.

Idea 3: The students of Mr. Keetings class, against the wishes of their teacher, salute Mr. Keeting by standing upon their desks while in the threat of facing expulsion.

Concluding Sentence: Through The Dead Poets Society we see the rewards of risk taking. But what about the actual risks Getting explled or fired and Peer pressure making taking risks very difficult for the characters, so would you be abel to have the courage to take such risks?

Thursday, 29 November 2012

Lolz

A pain flows through my legs as i climb up the steep switchback on my 29".  I swear silently as my coach begins to up the pace.  I stand up on my saddle and push down upon the pedals propelling my over the hill to where the group has made a sudden stop.  We are given a few moments of rest as a couple of the athletes have dropped off the back and are struggling to catch up.  Reaching into the back of my Bichisport jacket i take a swig of my blue power-aid.  Mountain Berry Blast drown's out the bitter dry taste in my mouth and looking across Calgary from the top of Nose Hill see the sun still rising in the east.  Its way to early to be up for a Saturday let alone riding.  Looking around i see that my entire group has left me standing their without so much a warning of their departure.  Squinting i look across the wide hill before my and seeing a group of bikers huddled together by a snowed out trail about a kilometre away from where i am standing.  I travel the distance in what seems like an instant just as one of the athletes dive down the deteriorated trail. After waiting a half a minute i hear him say he's off the path and i can go.  Taking three fast pedal strocked then leveling out my cranks i lean to one side and drop down the path. Within almost an instant i see my friends wheel just barley off the trail just as my bike drifts right towards him.  My bike collides with his back wheel launching me off my bike down the hill tumbling 30 feet down the hill and landing in a giant snow pile.  I look up to see my coach an friends laughing off their asses not a sound coming out after seeing my flight.  I spit out a mouthful of dirty snow look up and start laughing to.  We stay their for a couple of minutes laughing and collecting my stuff that has been strewn all over the hill, i did land pretty funny.  

Sunday, 18 November 2012

In the horrible circumstances which seem almost beyond hope and goodness the power to move forward requires truly great determination and courage. People like Terry Fox, The Man in The Road and Neil Pashrica, author of The Book of Awesome show strong examples of determination through their ability to keep moving.  Terry Fox overcame his depression after losing his leg to cancer and made a commitment to raise money and awareness, determined to live his life helping others.  The Man in The Road has a burning passion to see his son kept alive in this post-apocalyptic nightmare they are in.  Neil Pachrica fought through a series of depressing moments in his life to end up writing one of the most inspiring books of the decade.   All of these people kept going through gruelling sorrows and pain. They attempted to make the best in what they had, refusing to give up, showing that the determination to move forward is always the best option.
Terry Fox was diagnosed with cancer and had to have is leg amputated at the age of 18. After that, instead of giving up on himself and the world around him, he sought to devote his life to helping raise awareness and money for cancer.  He made a goal for himself to run across Canada with only one real leg, slowly battleing his way dozens of Kilometers with never a day of rest makes me belive he was one of the most amazing people i have ever heard of.  His choices were able to insire a nation and though he died before reaching his goal to run all around Canada he can be said to be one of the greatest Canadains who ever lived. Terry Fox was truly an incredibly determined person who was able to push his body to the edge in the hopes of helping others. From that he became a national hero. I can’t even imagine his passion to run across Canada in that pain. He has left an everlasting legacy that has helped raise over 500 million dollars towards cancer research.
The Man in The Road has made the difficult choice to keep living for the love of son in a terrifying barren wasteland which seems only to have unspeakable evils around it.  His ability to keep moving moves me.  He has the strength to attempt the seemingly impossiple goal of survival even while facing his wifes suicide and endless solitude he wants to protect his son.  "I will kill anyone who touches you. Do you understand?" The Man said this after killing a man who tried to grab his child   He walked hundreds of miles and fought through blistering cold while avoiding deranged cannibals to keep his son alive.  Right before the brink of death, with all of their supplies and their hope long gone, they kept pushing onward. Their determination proved fruitful as they soon stumbled upon a fully supplied bunker with an almost infinite amount of food and water.  Their will to keep going led them to spectacular rewards, much like Neil Pachrica who overcame his depression and wrote a book which sold hundreds of thousands of copies. 
Neil Pachrica's impressive strength in the face of adversity shows a remarkable example of the great rewards from staying positive.  Neil wrote an inspiring book about some of the truly great little things the world around us has to offer.  He came to write this book after facing considerable sorrow.  Shortly after he and his wife got a divorce one of his best friends took his life. This sent him into a rapidly spiralling depression, which he fought through by creating a blog on some of the world’s tiny everyday miracles.  His choice to refuse to give up not only had an effect on him but upon millions of others as he taught the world to look at all the great things that surround us that we take for granted.
Through people like Terry Fox, The Man in The Road and Neil Pachrica we see the importance of the ability to keep moving on even when faced with the most depressing of circumstances.   Perseverance in the face of sorrow or evil is not always the easy path but always the right one.  As you work your way through your problems instead of giving up you will lead yourself to a better future.  It gives hope to those around you as they get joy and keep pushing on with you. 

 

Monday, 22 October 2012


Fear? Ha, I wish it was just fear. No, this is something different, a bone trembling void of knowing as I am to about to plunge into the pit of what may be  greatest or worst thing to happen in my existence. I cannot obsess. I must relax. I must stay calm. I must think of something else. Sinful red and heavenly yellow flowers cascade down from the white gazebo to where a lone bench lays.  The humid air mixes with the sweet aromas creating an almost tropical setting slowly calming me down.  A single mosquito lands between my forefinger and thumb, these chretiens all but rule Florida and we are hopeless to resist them.  But before I close the distance between the head of my finger and his body, I see myself in this vile creature. Like I , he is attempting to do something that may very well crush him to which he shall not recover.  He was thirsty, yearning for the blood of another victim. Yearning as much as I to the knowledge of the question I am soon to ask.  We both at that moment were afraid of what was to come next, though it must come.  I open my left land to reveal the ring, it glistens an assortment of colors in the light brought down upon it.  My breathing becomes rapid but soon I find myself looking down, frowning at the mosquito who is now feasting upon my fluids.  Though that thought leaves me as I look up,  my name is yelled from across the lake and I see her.  Descending from the crest of the emerald grassy hill she gracefully glides towards me her hair flying up towards the blue cloudless sky and the trees dancing beside her.  My resolve hardened, I take a small breath in, raise my right hand and gently blow the insect to which flies over the lake and disappears.  She sits down and begins talking and I cherish every word,while inside me a battle rages tearing at my very being until at last I can bear it no more.  Halfway through our conversation I fall to one knee and present the ring.  Words escape my mouth too which I have no memory of and moments later I am tackled to the ground she's laughing crying yes, it a blissful one which I hoped would never end I look over the lake and think next the wedding. 

Wednesday, 10 October 2012

I walk toward the front window in my house and sigh as I see my mother's car engine fumes rise up like a great dragon's steamy breath cutting through the cold October day.  With grim acceptance, I slowly put on my blue Patagonia jacket and head out into the dreary soon to be winter future. A bitter taste resides in my mouth as I foresee the next six months of depressing Calgary season schedule.  I shall wake up without the joy of a sun but a foreboding moon in my face as I briskly get ready for the long bus ride to school. After my brain has been bombarded with questions, answers, facts and names I take my slow bus ride home, only to have to rush into my house and get ready for training.  I have about five minutes to get completely prepared or traffic on Crowchild Trail shall soon reach such a peak that it matters not the path we take. I am late for training.  I charge through the University of Calgary to where my training begins, construct my computrainer  as my coach gives me glare and begin with the next two hours of grueling pedaling, through it I'm yearning to take my bike outside and glide down hills and sweat up them.  I snap back to reality to realize the bus ride is almost over and,as I gaze at the car ahead I slip my hands into my pockets of my coat in a desperate attempt to fight away the cold. A strange sensation surprises me as I feel the smooth surface of paper and as I take it from my pocket I realize it's a ten dollar bill.  A smile hooks the corner of my mouth as i piece together what my friend Alex and I shall feast on with this treasure at Safeway later that evening.  Suddenly the future doesn't seem so bad and as the sun finally climbs through the sky I finally start to feel warm. 

Thursday, 20 September 2012

Hi ,for those who don’t know me, i'm Paul Archer.  I was born in Calgary and had two wonderful dogs throughout my life their names were marble and flash and though they aren’t with us anymore I still love them very much.  For the past two years I have trained at the Olympic oval for cycling in hopes to become a professional biker.  Furthermore, I also enjoy cross country skiing, longboarding, swimming, hiking, kayaking and reading.  Though I have a foot in every kind of cycling there is, though that doesn’t mean I am good at all of them.  I have travelled across Europe and south America many times visiting France, Italy, Spain Germany, Greece,  Peru, costa Rica Mexico and England.  If I do have a goal outside of school this year it is to get a job at a bike store to expand my skills while learning a trade that I believe will benefit me my whole life.  So there’s a little about me and now I would really like to know something about you.