Graphic anti-abortion ads air on Washington stations

This week for my blog post I choose to write about graphic anti-abortion being aired in Washington Dc. A disturbingly graphic political ad is airing on local stations in Washington this week -- and stations are telling viewers there's nothing they can do to prevent it. The ad, calling for an end to abortion, apparently shows bloody and dismembered fetuses, and has been airing over the past few days in the nation's capital, including during afternoon and early-evening time slots, when children are likely to be watching. Dugald McConnell and Brain Todd who work CNN reported this story.

My feelings on this are it shouldn’t be shown in the daytime children watching Sesame Street shouldn’t have to see such graphic images. I know it’s not against the law but let’s use some common sense people. I think abortion is a touchy subject which can be argued in both ways. I think No, the truth should be ignored but maybe air the commercial after 9pm. I think abortion shouldn’t be against the law it’s the mothers choice in the end which affects the rest of her life. It’s actually an issue I don’t like to discuss, since most people are so one sided about the issue.

Easter Morning

  Easter Morning

Waking up Easter morning you expect to hunt for your Easter basket and eat your candy until you get a belly ache. I never could image what was ahead for me. This particular Easter morning was cold and there was still a lot of snow on the ground, I couldn’t believe it; the last thing I ever imaged on Easter morning was to find my lovely dog of eleven years dead in snow bank because of a jelly bean overdose.

A girl couldn’t have asked for the most perfect puppy as a child, and eleven years later could not have asked for a worse Easter morning. Generally, as a little girl you image having a perfect puppy to dress up and haul around in a baby carriage. When I was 10 years old I was surprised with my puppy, she was a caviler King Charles spaniel and I named her Roxy because she looked like a baby fox when my mom brought her home.

Roxy and I had a special bond, Where ever I would go she would be right there with me. Every little girl in my neighborhood wanted my dog. I taught her all kinds of tricks which she mastered right away, and I would bring her to “show and tell” every chance I got. I had so much love for Roxy it was unbelievable, in a way she was like a sister I never had.

The night before Easter my mother and I would always decorate my little brother’s Easter basket together. My little brother Joey is ten years younger than me so it was fun to watch him hunt for his basket, he would get so excited. I remember Joey being so excited to hunt for his basket , when my mother put him to bed he had the biggest smile while holding his little dinosaur stuffed animal named buddy. My mother put his little Easter pajamas on him so in the morning we could take pictures of him hunting for his basket in his cute little pajamas which had big blue bunnies on them.

My dog Roxy was always hungry for some odd reason. She got fat over the years from all the “good girl” treats I would give her I couldn’t help it! She would beg constantly and get a little feisty over food. I sometimes believe, no I know, she loved food more than me.

Roxy picked up some bad habits such as cruising the house at night looking for food; you could hear her little paws on the kitchen floor every night. My mother always made sure that food was out of her reach or so thought.

while I was lying in bed I heard the little pitter patter of Roxy paws It sounded like my little brother running across the kitchen tile So I would get up to investigate.

“Roxy”, I could call and she would usually come

I called again “Roxy want a good girl treat” she would always come to that.

At first I thought maybe she jumped in bed with my parents but at that moment I heard a little “Yelp”. I couldn’t believe my eyes, Roxy had found my little brothers Easter basket. I was furious!

I yelled “Roxy you really did it this time you’re going to ruin Easter morning”!

It could be seen in Roxy’s big brown eyes that she didn’t feel good. Since Roxy and I had our special bond it was like, I could read her mind I knew what was she was feeling. I thought great, now she’s going to puke all over the floor.

I let her outside to go to the bathroom and hopefully if she did puke it would be out there I woke my mom up and explained that Roxy went and did it again, she found Joey’s Easter basket. My mother woke up in a rage; we had worked on making his basket so cute for him.

She shouted” Where is she?”

I explained, “She’s outside and I’m going back to bed.”

A few hours later I was woken by my mom gently tapping my shoulder and telling not to wake up my brother. She told me to come outside because it was probably the last time I’m going to see my dog.

I ran as fast as could in my pajamas in the dead of night to see Roxy barely breathing and her eyes almost closed. I knew this wasn’t good at all. My parents then rushed her to the vet at 2:00am in the morning while I stayed in bed wondering if she would ever to come home, I was heartbroken.

Roxy never did come home; she died a few hours later at the vet, alone. I wished I could have been there for her I’m sure she was really scared.

Later on, very early in morning, my mom told me not to tell Joey what had happened, it would break his little heart. She explained to me that Roxy had eaten a whole bag of Jellybeans and because she was a diabetic her body couldn’t handle all that sugar. She overdosed on the thing she loved most, food.

That was the worst Easter of my life, my dog died and I had to give my Easter basket to my little brother. To this day my brother believes Roxy ran away with the Easter bunny and lives in a magical place and everything turned out happily ever after.

“Yeah right, I thought to myself.”

Do violent movies, video games make teens aggressive?

For my blog post this week I choose to write about Do violent movies, games make teens aggressive? There was a study of 22 boys 14 to 17. Each participant watched clips of violent scenes from 60 different videos, which included movies. Researchers could observe their brain function because each boy watched these scenes while in a functional magnetic resonance imaging (fMRI) scanner. This study looks at how teenagers' brains specifically respond to violent media, said Jordan Grafman, senior investigator at the National Institute of Neurological Disorders and Stroke.

WOW, let’s not overcomplicate things, Video games are fun and movies are fun to watch. I think sometimes researcher don’t have anything better to do then research about violent video games and movies with violence. I think that these researchers should put their brains to better research projects. I’m a girl and I’ve played Video games with violence for years and I love to watch action movies, I’m differently not angry of aggressive. I also have a little brother who is always playing call of duty 2 and he is the top of his class, plays sports and is the nicest kid. I think that parents shouldn’t run to the researchers or doctors advice first. I think they should play the games and they actually might see how fun they are, instead of jumping right to the conclusion that they will turn their kids into some violent aggressive kid. I also believe there is so much other bad stuff out like drugs, alcohol, gangs and if your kid wants to stay home with some friends where you can keep an eye on them then why not. This issue has always kind of made me mad, someone wants to take the fun away, and I don’t think its right. These researchers should maybe try to play some video games and they might just realize that it’s actually fun.

chile miners

Chile Miners

For my blog post this week I’m choosing to write about the miners in Chile that were freed from the mine after staying 69 days trapped in a mine. There were 33 miners trapped down there but, now there are Chilean heroes.  Chile’s president explained that the larger companies have better safety standards then the smaller miner companies. He explained that this will never happen again. I feel that mining is such a dangerous job anyways shouldn’t all the standards be the same. Some of those men will face very serious problems after of the evernt,Yes they all may have been in good conduction but what may not be true two  years to come effects of mental effects, post-traumatic stress disorder or restless nights - may be felt for years to come. Someone wasn’t doing their job correctly that day and now so many men suffered because of this. This summer I went down in a mine in Colorado it wasn’t an active mine but it was 1000 feet below. It was dark, spooky, and damp. It was some place where I wouldn’t want to send the night and those men spent 69 days in one. I think it’s remarkable nobody died. These men are very brave and should be celebrated for their courage. Most people couldn’t survive in such harsh conditions I know I couldn’t. What about their family’s are there going to be taken care of if a mental illness condition pops up years later? I know the story is still unraveling but I feel these men should get some kind of benefit or something for being trapped in a mine for 69 days.