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Kittens are fun to play with I can remember one of my friends named bill had a cat named Rolf.   Rolf was the coolest cat of them all.  He had some major swag.  Bill would always dress him up in gangster cloths.  He was that cat that everyone talked about.   I remember one day we were hanging out on bills back porch and his cat came up on to the porch with a huge turkey.  The turkey was massive.  It was very colorful; it had red, brown, and orange feathers.  But the turkey was covered in blood.  I have never seen this much blood ever.  The turkey was completely shredded.  It was definitely dead.  That turkey had no chance.  You could just smell the blood.  It was terrible.  Rolf dropped the turkey on the porch then he came up and jumped on Bill’s lap.  Bill was so mad.  He stood up at Rolf feel fight off his lap.  Rolf stunk like death and wet cat because it had been raining.  But then me and bill were talking and we had no idea what to do because there was a bloody turkey on his back porch.  I mean we couldn’t just leave it there.  So we went inside his shed to look for a shovel but we could not find one anywhere.  But what we did find were two pairs of gloves.  We both put them on and they were nasty, crusty, dirty, and hard but we dealt with it because we decided that it was better than touching a dead, bloody turkey.  We went over to the turkey and bent down about to pick it up.  The smell was just terrible.  It smelt just like road kill, but we picked it up anyway.  It was a lot heavier than you would think.  It was about ten pounds.  I have no idea how Rolf could have killed it and carried it all the way home.  But as we picked it up it was still ripping blood and it got all over bills boots. As we got to the woods we thought that if we just put this turkey back in the woods Rolf is just going to go get it again.  So we decide to light on fire so Rolf would never be able to get it.  The fire was not that big but the smell of the bloody turkey was terrible.

The Truth of Christmas

Growing up I loved santa. But What little kid didn't.  Santa was the man.  He came once a year to give you stuff.  I beleived in santa a lot longer than my friends.  Mainly because I was an only child and didnt have older brothers and sisters to tell me the truth.  I beleived in Santa until I in the fifth or sixth grade.  But now I know the truth.  But as I learned the there is no such thing as santa I also learned there was more to christmas than just getting presents from santa.  The real meaning of christmas is family and friends.  Christmas is a great time to be with your family.  Think about it how often do you get together with your whole family and celebrate? Not very often.  Christmas is that one time that you can actually be with them.

He's That Dude

During my whole high school career there has been one man who has inspired me more than anything, Bob Palko.  He has been my football coach for the past four years. He has been a lot more than just a coach to me. He has been like another father.  He has changed my life dramatically.  Without him I would not be the person that I am today.  He does whatever he can to make me better.  He knows when to punch me and know when to hug me.  He knows me better than probably better than anyone.  I respect him more than anyone.  He wants me to be successful in life not just football. As a football coach you would think that he only cares about football, but that is not the case.  That is the last thing on his mind.  He wants me to grow up to be a respectable man and be great at what I do.  Then comes football.  Once again without coach Palks in my life I do not know where I would be in my life.  I know I would not be where I am today.

Cup Stacking

I got to stack some cups today in creativewr writting as a group activity.  The first time that we did it we were God awful.  But the second time we got alot better. And for the third even better.  We got bettter and better because Mr. Denk had us game plan before the second and third time.  Game planning and having an idea on what you are going is important in life.  Game planning sets you up for a position where you can achieve more than your normal capability.  Such as in football, we were never the best football team but our coaches had the best game plan possible and that kept ever game close. And sometimes had us even pull through with a win.  If you do not game plan you chances of doing well go down a siginificate amount.

West Allegheny Football

Last night I finally figuerd out what West Allegheny Football is.  I now know what it means to put on the uniform.  It is an honor to be able to play ever game.  Every game is an opertunity to go out and play for youself, your family,  and most important your brothers.  Your brothers are the ones that are next to you putting on that uniform with you and getting ready to go to battle.  Your brothers are the one that came before.  Ones you are apart of the tradation of West Allegheny Football you are always apart of it.  Once you leave its never the same and you have to take advantage of the time you spend here.  And when you move on and go your seperate way you will always be apart of the "pack".

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Time

Do you think that students have to much going on and not enough time in a day?  Some people would say yes while others would disagree.  I feel that i have the enough time in a day to do what i need to.  On most ays i do not get home from football practice untill about 7 o'clock while other days i dont get home untill 11.  But the thing is that is my choice before football started i knew that it would take up most of my time and im ok with that because i love the game of football.  Some people complain about not haveing enough time in the day but that is because there are doing ay to much with there lives and easily could drop a couple activities.  

Football

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When i read these magiznes all i think of is why doenst our school have any linemen this big and this good.  But then i also think... how good of a team do they have.  Just because they have a couple big linemen that are really doesnt make them a good team.  Football is a team sport and one player doesnt make your team good.  Ever player has to know there roll on the team and do that to the best of there ability

Does Money Buy Happiness

I was always told as young child that money could not buy happness.  I am just now starting to understand what my parents were telling me.  Yes money is nice and does make you happy but only for a little bit.  If you have to work all day every day to make a lot of money do you think it is worth it?  You never get time to spend with your wife or kids or mother or father. Because to me thats where the real happiness comes from.  With having the love of your family you are missing out on the important things in life.

My future

Many people do not know what they want to do when they finish high school.  Do youn know what you wanna do?  Well ive known what i wanted to do since seventh grade.  Ever since i started to help out with special olympics basketball i wanted to be a special ed teacher.  But in the past year i have decided that i also want to coach football.  The good thing about this is i can do both with out any problem. 

My life is fire-red.
Ready for friday night to come.
Feeling it in his stomach
The warmth of the pads.
The heat of his heart,
and the drive to do anyting for the team.

Where is tomorrow?
     Wanting it to come.
     Wanting the day to be,
     Over.
Where is tomorrow?
     Wishing the days away
     Life is starting to fly by,
     now wondering,
Where is yesterday?

"Hey!" yelled the teacher.
"Yeah!" mumbled the student.
The teacher screamed "Stop that!"
The student respnoded "Stop what?"
"You know!" The teacher said.
"It was him!" yelled the student.
          "Sure it was.
           Its never you." the teaher said calmly.
"Sorry, I did do it." said the student

Poem

Sitting in the locker room,          
         game face is on.
Pants tight fitting ready to go,
          listening to favorite music.

Starting to line up,
          he walks on the field
As he walks, he is waiting for,
          the band to play
          so he can run on the field