Transforming our World

Hello readers!

This week I've been asked to answer a tough question:

what is it YOU hope to transform in this world?

This is a tough question to answer. I'm really not sure what exactly it is I want to do. One thing I know for sure is that I want to make a difference in someones life. It doesn't have to be big, just something. 

One thing I thought about was helping people in third world countries. Whether it be giving food, water, housing, or a small donation, I want to do something with that. 

One thing I did with my temple was we helped raise the funds to make a preschool for children in Rwanda. 

Over one year, we raised the money. The minute we had reached our goal, we sent some people from our temple over to help with the building and to see how it was coming along.

 We've seen many pictures and the man in charge of came and visited a couple of times. It felt really good to know I helped make a difference, and I hope to do that a lot more in the future.

And that's what I'll leave you with until next week!
Thanks for reading!

Courage

The question I've been asked is who is the most courageous person I know and why?


Mrs. Alldredge is my English and history teacher. I learn a lot while not being totally stressed out. The classes are entertaining and it's not my one of my least favorite classes. She has so many classes to teach and she does a good job doing it while managing her time well.

While learning all about US History to learning all about idioms and adjectives, its been an interesting year.

Over the year, I've learned a lot and I will continue to learn more things throughout the year with Mrs. Alldredge as my English and history teacher.

RAFT Writing: Civil War

For this week, I've been given a selection of things to write involving the Civil War. I have chosen to write my thoughts on the Civil War from a Black Union Soldier's perspective writing to his family.

I hope you enjoy!

My dear family,

I haven't much time, so I'll write as quick as I can. Life's been rough in the war. Many have perished. The state is working us hard, more than the whites. We fight all day and get a short amount of sleep. I can't stop thinking of going home, but my fear is I'll never be back. I think of you all the time. Although its rough on me, I'm very happy that you aren't here. It's bloody, it's gruesome, heck, they aren't even being human!

The people who have been hit go to a hospital which is run by women. Most people have to have limbs amputated, and don't make it. The nurses say it's because the wound was too deep, but I have my thoughts.

Like I mentioned before, I don't have much time. They're calling me back. Tell everyone I love them.

Yours truly,
Jebidiah


I hope that you enjoyed this blog post! I'll see you next week!