Sunday, October 27, 2013
Why are polar bears white?: Summary
This article tells of the way polar bears are white or not so white. Polar bears are not actually white, believe it or not. Their hairs are hollow and transparent. They have coat of long hairs of short hair and another of long. Both being clear! They appear to be white because they reflect the ice and snow surrounding them. Polar bears don't always appear white sometimes they look as green as algae. They only are that way if you find a polar bear in a zoo. They usually are near mucky green water or a couple of plants. Giving this green glow. The article even tells about that scientists believe that polar bears are relatives of the brown bears. They believe that polar bears came to the arctic and the way they adapted was to change the color of their hairs. And that's how the white or not so white polar bear came to be.
Why are polar bears white?: Reflective
So how did polar bears that live in a snowy-white world come to have white fur? Believe it or not, their hair isn’t actually white! Their long outer hairs, which protect their soft, thick undercoat, are hollow and transparent. The thinner hairs of their undercoat are also colorless. Polar bear hair looks white because the air spaces in the hairs scatter light of all colors. When something reflects all of the visible wavelengths of light, we see the color white. Some scientists believe the polar bear was once a close relative to the brown bear. They think that, over time, polar bears moved to the Arctic, where they adapted to their surroundings by developing fur that would help them blend in with the harsh, white Arctic ice. Not all polar bears look white, though. If you’ve ever seen a polar bear in a zoo, you may have noticed that its fur can appear almost green. Scientists discovered that algae from the pond waters in the bears’ enclosures made the bears turn green. They learned these algae were found not on the surface of the hairs but inside the hollow hairs!
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Tiring
- Although fun, 7th grade is really tiring!! Staying up late to finish the school assignments from earlier that day.
- Another thing that makes it so tiring is the longer school days.
- Plus, waking up earlier to get to school is really tiring.
- I for one mope around from classroom to classroom with tired eyes and a sore body.
- For only a short period of time in the day I'm not that tired and this time is after lunch.
- If you are in athletics or P.E. you come out exhausted and sweaty. Just another factor that makes the school day tiring.
- Sometimes I'm so tired I have to juggle everything and it just makes me tired.
- There are so many things to do with so little time and energy to do them.
- Not only is it difficult and tiring it's all confusing!
- Sometimes on the weekend I am so exhausted I do nothing but around all day.
Monday, October 14, 2013
Blah Days
I woke up this morning planning on cleaning my room, relaxing, hanging out with friends before my dance competition . But, none of that happened. I was sitting on the couch about to get up to get some water when the screen on my phone began to flash. I rolled over to see it was, it was my mom. I answered the phone, and found out my grandpa had a heart attack earlier that day while sitting at home. As I began to cry my mom told me we had to drive to San Antonio to see if he would be OK. Well, I ran to my room to grab my stuff. I packed my earphones, phone charger, books, an extra pair of clothes, and my dance costume and makeup.
As I walked out my mom was standing there. She looked terrible, her face was red and puffy (from crying), she had changed out of her work clothes and was wearing a purple track suit. My father came up trudging behind her. Clearly trying to look strong for the rest of us. My dad began to speak (holding back sniffles) "Is everybody ready." We all had are heads down nodding in reply. The whole ride there was dead silent. We all got out of the car at the sight of "Saint Mary's Hospital". My mom walked up to the front desk to check-in.
I however went to the soda machine grabbing two Dr. Peppers, one for me the other for my brother. I sat down in the uncomfortable, plastic benches. A few moments later my mother sat next to me. I didn't look up from my book, "The Hunger Games". We sat in silence, then the nurse called our names. We all slowly, but surely got up. We shuffled over to room 112C. And there lying on the bed motionless was grandpa. The only way to tell he was still alive was the slow movement of his chest, up and down, up and down.
My brother began to move forward but, stopped at the sight of the tubes. He slowly made his way back to my mothers arms. They hugged each other, silently sobbing. They pulled away and we all stared at my quiet, motionless grandpa. Who had always been such full of life. The doctor came to approach and my mother took a step back falling in to a near by chair. We all began to help her and she motion us away.
The doctor told us in was only a minor heart attack and he would be fine tomorrow. My mother hid her face in her hands and began to cradle my brother. Were as my father and I stood like stone walls. It was only 9:00 A.M. and we were all tired my dad took my brother and I to go check into a hotel. My mom said she wanted to have a little while with her father. So, we left. My dad drove to a near by Marriott and we began to get a room.
When I saw a girl from my dance team sitting down finishing her breakfast. She began to approach. I stood there waiting for her to come next to me. She spoke, "So are you staying for here for the competition too." I nodded my head and turned toward my dad. She walked away and my dad looked down at me. He told me I might not get to dance because of the whole grandpa thing, he told me it was up to my mom. I went on up to my room and began to unpack.
I went to lay down before I had to go back to the hospital. It was 1:00 P.M. , We went on back to other and I began to plead to her she said she would think about it. I went back to my chair and waited two whole hours. I walked back up to her and before I could say anything she told me I could, as long as my dad took me and I came straight back. I hugged her with gratitude and turned toward my dad he told me if we were to go I would have to hurry. I ran to the restroom and threw on my costume and applied my makeup hastily. I hopped out of the restroom and dashed for the car. By the time I got there my father had already had my stuff folded nicely and had the engine roaring.
Ironically it was in San Antonio, same town as the hospital. My dad drove full speed for the AT&T Center. We got out of the car, bought the tickets, signed in, and ran for the warm up room. Dodging nachos, sodas, and flying corn dogs. I finally reached the practice area were my team was standing.
I explained the whole situation to my coach and began to stretch with the rest of my team. Our seven minutes were up. We were next. I have been to many competitions before but, something about this one made me really nervous. As I began to work up a sweat we skipped and hopped our way out to the dance mats. As the song "Car wash" played from the huge speakers on all sides of us we danced our hearts out.
That night we brought home first place, sportsmanship award, an the cutest costume. My grandpa was up and moving around. My brother for once in his life was being sweet. My dad was in the best mood ever and took us out for ice cream. And last but not least my mother was as bright as ever and felt great. I got to miss school the next day and had no extra work. And went shopping. I felt great! Who knew such a bad day could become one of the best days of my life!!
As I walked out my mom was standing there. She looked terrible, her face was red and puffy (from crying), she had changed out of her work clothes and was wearing a purple track suit. My father came up trudging behind her. Clearly trying to look strong for the rest of us. My dad began to speak (holding back sniffles) "Is everybody ready." We all had are heads down nodding in reply. The whole ride there was dead silent. We all got out of the car at the sight of "Saint Mary's Hospital". My mom walked up to the front desk to check-in.
I however went to the soda machine grabbing two Dr. Peppers, one for me the other for my brother. I sat down in the uncomfortable, plastic benches. A few moments later my mother sat next to me. I didn't look up from my book, "The Hunger Games". We sat in silence, then the nurse called our names. We all slowly, but surely got up. We shuffled over to room 112C. And there lying on the bed motionless was grandpa. The only way to tell he was still alive was the slow movement of his chest, up and down, up and down.
My brother began to move forward but, stopped at the sight of the tubes. He slowly made his way back to my mothers arms. They hugged each other, silently sobbing. They pulled away and we all stared at my quiet, motionless grandpa. Who had always been such full of life. The doctor came to approach and my mother took a step back falling in to a near by chair. We all began to help her and she motion us away.
The doctor told us in was only a minor heart attack and he would be fine tomorrow. My mother hid her face in her hands and began to cradle my brother. Were as my father and I stood like stone walls. It was only 9:00 A.M. and we were all tired my dad took my brother and I to go check into a hotel. My mom said she wanted to have a little while with her father. So, we left. My dad drove to a near by Marriott and we began to get a room.
When I saw a girl from my dance team sitting down finishing her breakfast. She began to approach. I stood there waiting for her to come next to me. She spoke, "So are you staying for here for the competition too." I nodded my head and turned toward my dad. She walked away and my dad looked down at me. He told me I might not get to dance because of the whole grandpa thing, he told me it was up to my mom. I went on up to my room and began to unpack.
I went to lay down before I had to go back to the hospital. It was 1:00 P.M. , We went on back to other and I began to plead to her she said she would think about it. I went back to my chair and waited two whole hours. I walked back up to her and before I could say anything she told me I could, as long as my dad took me and I came straight back. I hugged her with gratitude and turned toward my dad he told me if we were to go I would have to hurry. I ran to the restroom and threw on my costume and applied my makeup hastily. I hopped out of the restroom and dashed for the car. By the time I got there my father had already had my stuff folded nicely and had the engine roaring.
Ironically it was in San Antonio, same town as the hospital. My dad drove full speed for the AT&T Center. We got out of the car, bought the tickets, signed in, and ran for the warm up room. Dodging nachos, sodas, and flying corn dogs. I finally reached the practice area were my team was standing.
I explained the whole situation to my coach and began to stretch with the rest of my team. Our seven minutes were up. We were next. I have been to many competitions before but, something about this one made me really nervous. As I began to work up a sweat we skipped and hopped our way out to the dance mats. As the song "Car wash" played from the huge speakers on all sides of us we danced our hearts out.
That night we brought home first place, sportsmanship award, an the cutest costume. My grandpa was up and moving around. My brother for once in his life was being sweet. My dad was in the best mood ever and took us out for ice cream. And last but not least my mother was as bright as ever and felt great. I got to miss school the next day and had no extra work. And went shopping. I felt great! Who knew such a bad day could become one of the best days of my life!!
Sunday, October 6, 2013
How To Become A Ninja!!!!!
1. Play Hide And Seek In The Dark, This Trains Stealth And Cunning.
2. Climb Trees, this will make you stronger and more flexible. If you can already do this, advance to harder trees that have fewer branches.
3. Play Tag, This Will Train You To Run Faster And Longer, And Will Train Your Agility!
4. Spar with sticks, this will simulate sword and staff combat. But winning with strength alone is not a good idea, because there can always be someone stronger than you.
5. Practice walking quietly, rolling your feet and using your hips to allow wide steps, and breath evenly.
6. Use nature as an advantage(like your local forest)to help you hide better in your dangerous missions, like take advantage of a running stream to hide noises.
7. Train your stamina , go for jogs with friends, and control your breathing. Take deep breaths and slowly exhale, and make sure you warm up and down and stretch.
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8. Eat healthy foods, with an exception for special occasions. Refined foods like white bread are the worst for you because they stiffen joints and damage cartilage.
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9. Learn martial arts, as it will give you flexibility, self-defense, personal philosophy in combat.
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10. Punch and kick the heavy bag, this will increase your punching and kicking power.
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11. If you have a dog, give it a toy (or bone) and have it run around the house. Chase it and this will help your endurance, and speed. And when your wife or husband (if you have one) tells you to walk or play with the dog, here's a good way, too.
12. Try jumping on something up and down a couple times each day, then try to make it higher.
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