Friday, December 2, 2011
Christmas Concert
We had to get to the school at 6:30, but I don't know why since we didn't really take that much time getting ready. During that time though I had time to tune up my Saxophone to the piano, which the vice principle told me I had to do. When I had finished that, our choir director told us to meet backstage where we could practice a little bit and warm up. After that, we just had to wait until the second performance and then we would get onstage. Most of us were girls and we were really giggly, and everyone was cracking jocks because they were so nervous. Meanwhile, I was trying to suck on my reed to get it wet without laughing. But I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I laughed. Bad idea. My reed flew out of my mouth and flew across the room, which made everyone laugh harder. When it was finally time to get onstage, we were all very very nervous. When we started singing our first song, the Boat Song, that was when we started going off pitch. After that song was over, we sang Jubilatedaoh, or something like that, which was ok, except we forgot to come in at the right spot. Then Donanobispachem, which was ok until we split. Then we lost pitch again. Finally we sang one song that went ok, Raise Up Shepard and Follow, which I had a solo in, and after the solo I sort of messed up on the lyrics, but when I got back on track we all did good. Then we sang the song we were more used to, Peaceful. That one was finally perfect. After that I had exactly one performance to get my Saxophone assembled. I then had time to stand on stage and worry. But when we started playing, me on Saxophone and my friend on piano, we actually did pretty good, except she got a couple wrong notes, and my Saxophone stopped playing for while, but it wasn't really that noticeable. After that I was able to sit in the audience and watch. The songs were great, and no one else messed up so it turned out pretty good. At the end everyone who performed had to go back onstage to get a group shot, and then it was finally time to go home. All in all, it was a pretty good performance.
Pictures
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Intercontinental Hotel
I will have pictures up by the 3rd of December.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Saxophone Duet
http://www.youtube.com/watch?
Enjoy!
Saturday, November 19, 2011
The Christmas Bazaar
Pictures
Friday, November 11, 2011
New Blog
kateandlightingsally.blogspot.com
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Performances
After that, I get to relax and watch other performances such as our English's teacher's version of Snow White which the people in our school are acting out. Last year he did a new version of Cinderella, which was really funny so I am looking forward to this year's performance.
So, going to be very busy practicing until December 3rd, so I hope we don't have as much homework as we have been having over the past few days!
Friday, November 4, 2011
Fall Festival
I really liked my costume, and a lot of my class mates and the parents and teachers knew who I was. I have the picture of my costume on my Picasa website.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Future Pictures
Picture
At the bottom of the post, and it will be in the small size, so don't miss it!
And Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Ear Piercing
1. Before she put it in: Ow, ow, ow, this is going to hurt so bad!!!!
2. After she put it in: Hey, that didn't hurt as much as I thought it would.
3. As she was putting it in the other ear: Ow, the other ear feels like it is on fire! This is going to hurt!!!!
4. After she was all done: Ok, it feels like both my ears are on fire now.
5. The next 10 min: Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW! Its stinging!
6. After 10 min: Ok, doesn't hurt anymore, I over reacted... a lot.
7. Now: YAY! I got my ears pierced!
So that was basically my thought process about the whole thing. Now I have to wear these dark green studs for about 2 months before I can take them out. I am so happy I finally did this! I chickened out the last few times, but this time I actually did it!
Friday, October 7, 2011
Halloween Costume
Last year I had a horrible time as a Cowgirl, which is not very surprising, cause I did not know what style everyone else would be dressed as. But this year, everything is going to be different.
As I was singing along with my Phantom of the Opera songs (which I do quite often for some reason), it struck me that I could dress up as the Phantom! All I needed was a mask, cape, and a suit, so I got to work right away. The suit was easy to find, I just used my dad's, one of his dress shirts and my black pants. And I found the mask by a stroke of luck when we were out shopping. We were walking through one of those shops that sells everything, and we saw a paper mask! It was not the Phantom mask, but since it was paper we bought. When we got home I cut it just right, and my dad added a strap to it. I put on the mask and suit and looked into the mirror. I looked just like the Phantom, except for the long hair of course. Now all I need is a cape, I have not found that yet, but my mom has this idea of having one made at a seamstress. All we need then is the black material.
Wish me luck!
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Scones
Yesterday I had some spare time on my hands so I decided to try and make apple cinnamon scones. Kate tried to help, but it did not work out so well, so I told her to just put stuff away for me when I was finished using it. It took a long time but finally they were finished, but they looked like a huge mess. But then I put them in the oven and waited for them to bake. Guess what I did while I was waiting? I read my book! The book I am reading now is called Inkspell, the second book in the Inkheart book series. But enough about the book :P
When it had been 10 minuets I took them out of the oven to check if they were done, I thought so but my mom did not agree. So I put them in for another 10 minuets. During that time I read my book again, I was so caught up in it that I almost forgot about the time. But when I finally took them out they were not burned, so that was good. I gave them to my mom and dad and Kate, and they all said they were very good.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Picture
https://picasaweb.google.com/claireandlightning/2011SouthKoreanPeaceCamp
When you go here then you can see all the pictures I took and some captions underneath.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Day 2 at Camp
After going to bed late, we had to wake up early again. When the counselor in our room called me to wake up I found that only me and the other Chinese person, Kitty, was still sleeping in our cabin. I tried to get up, but my arms felt so weak I could barely life myself up. When I finally got up, I had to wait in line for the bathroom. Libby, one of the Chinese counselor's daughters, looked very grumpy this morning, which was weird cause Libby is usually very happy and active. After I finally got ready to start the day, I went out of our cabin to walk to the cafeteria. There was a lot of foods that I did not think of as breakfast foods. Like meat, pickled veggies, spicy stuff, so I just had rice, some meat, and sea weed, the sea weed and rice was really good.
After breakfast we gathered in the meeting/classroom again. Today's topic was Culture, but I kind of forget what we did in the Peace Education during that day. Mainly cause the event in the afternoon took up most of my memory.
All day I was fretting about this afternoon's activity, even before the camp actually started I was sort of worried. You see, I am not that good with heights, so the challenge course did not sound too promising. But when we finally got to the challenge course grounds, I got even more freaked out. The course were both made out of wooden logs, and were both very very high off the ground. One of them (the less scary one) was that you had to walk up a log with little step ladder things stuck into them. Then after you had walked up the very high log, you had to walk across another log that was placed horizontally from the log up climbed up and another log that was vertical too. So, you had to walk across the horizontal log, which was about 20-30cm wide while you were attached to a life line sort of thing with a guy on the ground holding it. Lots of people did it, but when people asked if I wanted to do it, I refused. But then my friend, Cherry, or 杨梨蕊 (Yang LiRui) said that she would climb up it if I went up after her. I agreed, so she stood in line the climb up. When it was her turn I watched her climb up. She looked so brave as she walked up the ladder, I knew I could never look like that.
When she finally came down, her legs were trembling, but she was very happy. So after, I had to live up to my promise, so I stood in line to wait my turn to climb up. When I finally got to the front of the line up, I looked up to the top. I was so scared! It was so high up! But I went up anyway. I walked up to the top of the ladder, but when I finally stood up, I was trembling, and I had to stand there for a long time before I could start moving again. While I was walking across, I was holding onto the ropes attaching me to the ground so hard that my hands started getting numb. When I finally got to the end, I closed my eyes and I just jumped off of the side. When I finally got to the bottom, I felt o happy that I had finally gotten over my fear of highs (well, at least sort of) that I started crying in relief. After that was done we all went to have supper.
That evenings activity was Orienteering, but in the dark, so it was a lot more scary. Especially since we were reminded that there were snakes around the camp ground, and the wind was really big so the trees were whipping back and forth.
After we ran around trying to find the clues, we all went to bed. It felt good to go to sleep, even though it was on a floor :P
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Day 1 at Camp
Sunday, August 14, 2011
South Korean Peace Camp
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Better Than Da Shan!
At the beginning of July, our family went to our small hometown called NanChong. There we went to church, but my sister and I got bored because we could not understand that much of the sermon so we went outside to walk around. I saw an older woman also walking around. She saw us and then began talking to us in Mardarin, but since I knew she could speak the SiChuan dialect of Chinese, I replied to her in that. She was very happy that I could speak SiChuan dialect, so we talked for a long time. In the middle of our conversation, an elder man also walked up to us and started listening into our conversation. I did not mind cause it is not every day that he would be able to see a foreigner talking almost fluently in SiChuan dialect. There was a short pause in the conversation and the elder man looked at me and said, "Your Chinese is better than Da Shan!" At that I felt very happy, since Da Shan is famous and I am just a foreigner that lives in China. My mom said he only said that cause I was speaking in SiChuan dialect and that was the older man's home language. But maybe I am better than Da Shan, who knows. :)
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Cinnamon Rolls
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
The Son of Neptune
Monday, March 14, 2011
Solo and Enseble Results
I was really nervouse before we got to the music festival, and I didn't get time to warm up, but when I got on stage I felt more confident and just sang my heart out:)
For next years preformance, I will begin practicing now, and hopefull get a 1 next year, which includes a medal:)
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Solo and Ensemble
Next Saturday there is a music festival for all people from kindergarten to Grade 12. You can have either a solo or an ensemble. For a Solo you can either have vocal, piano, and instrumental. For ensemble, which was preformed by a group of people, you could have vocal, instrumental, and pop/rock. Each person participating can have up to 3 performances. I am preforming two different songs. One I am going to sing a song called "Matchmaker" from "Fiddler on the Roof". For this song my mom is going to play the piano as accompaniment. And the other song is going to be "Come So Far" from "Hairspray", but this one I am going to play on my saxophone. At the end there is going to be an awards ceremony. I can't wait till I get to sing but then again I am sort of nervous. Wish me luck!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Teen Ink Pictures
http://www.teenink.com/art/photographs/51208/Do-not-bug-me-I-am-resting/
http://www.teenink.com/art/photographs/51207/Help-Me/
Teen Ink
The website is: http://www.teenink.com/
Once you submit your work, it gets checked to make sure that nothing inappropriate is being written and that it is good. I don't know yet if mine is going to go on the website yet, but I will let you know as soon as I get the E-Mail telling me if my work has been published yet. Hope you read it if it gets on!
Monday, January 3, 2011
The Spell That Changed Everything
The Spell that Changed Everything
A young lady once lived in a little village called Kingsburg, her name was Susan. Susan was a fantastic artist, her whole room (which wasn’t much) was covered wall to wall in her drawings. She didn’t just draw one thing in particular, she drew all sorts of things. There were castles, oceans, a stamped of wild horses, and even a few forests. Even though she had never seen these things herself, she gathered all she could from books and old stories, and after that she just let her imagination run wild. You’d think that she would be living a better life with all these fabulous paintings she could have sold, and she could have, except for one small problem.
You see, Kingsburg is all about looks, all the beautiful ones were living in big houses, with fancy clothes and more than enough to eat. On the other hand, the people who weren’t much to look at lived in tiny cottages, with not enough money to buy any more stuff than they needed to survive. Susan also lived in one of those cottages, except for her, it was worse. She was one of the least fortunate people in the whole village. Her hair, first of all, was red, when everyone thought blonde was prettier. Her eyes were just plain brown, but everyone thought blue and green looked the best. And she was also skinny, it looked as if a slight breeze could blow her away.
Because she was considered “ugly”, she couldn’t get a good job, she couldn’t even be a flower seller for no one would buy her flowers. After carefully considering what to do, she decided to paint pictures, but then ask her friend, James, to sell them for her. Since no one would see her face, it didn’t matter how she looked.
After she had drawn 5 or 6 paintings, she asked James over and asked him to sell them for her. So he went onto the street to sell them. First only a few people went to see what was going on, but then all of a sudden, there was a whole crowd around him, pushing and shoving to see the amazing artwork.
“This is amazing!”
“Who did this?”
“Was it you?”
James was trying to answer, but he didn’t know much about the paintings.
“I’ll go ask if you can see her, just wait here for a while.”
When James told Susan about what the people were saying, she was very happy. But at the same time, she was a little frightened, for if the people saw who she was, they wouldn’t look at her paintings!
“What should I do James? I can’t let the people see me.”
“But if you don’t show yourself, the people will find out, no matter what it takes.”
“Well, what should I do?”
“Well…I guess all you have left to do is go somewhere else.”
“But where?”
“I’m not sure, maybe you should go ask one of the
“Ok.”
On the way to the inn that night, Susan saw a black figure walking down the street towards her. It was the famous witch, Morgana.
“Oh, Morgana, I’m so glad you were walking down this path tonight, or else I may not have thought of how to solve my problem!”
“What on earth are you talking about?”
“Well, as you can see, I’m probably not the most beautiful person you have every seen…”
“Actually, you’re one of the worst.”
“Oh…Well, since I’m like this, I was wondering if maybe you had some spell to help me get beautiful and not ugly so I can…”
“Slow down, slow down. Listen, I don’t care what you want to be beautiful for, but I guarantee you that even my magic isn’t that strong.”
“Well…umm…Oh! Maybe you could just make me beautiful for the day time, and let me turn back to normal at night!”
“Hmmm…let me think about that one.”
“…Well?”
“Well, I guess I am the great Morgana…Ok, why not.”
“Oh, thank you, thank you so much!”
“All right, all right. Calm down. Just stand over there…No, little to the right…Good. Now…fæger rícium díacones héo wæren.
“…Nothing happened.”
“Good observation. That is because it is night right now.”
“Oh…Well, thanks again Morgana!” Susan begins to walk away, but Morgana stops her.
“Aren’t you forgetting something? Something like…payment?”
“Oh, right. How about one of my paintings?”
“Well…I was thinking something a little more…”
“I can do a thunder storm?”
“Oh, all right.” Susan goes home and happily paints the painting for Morgana, all the time imagining what her beauty form will be.
The next morning when Susan wakes up, she feels different. Then all of a sudden she remembers. She runs into the bathroom and looks at herself in the mirror. She looks, rubs her eyes, and looks again.
“I can’t believe this, has it really happened?” Just a while later, while Susan was still rejoicing about her beautiful self, James happens to walk in.
“Who exactly are you? Where’s Susan? Did she leave all ready? I needed to talk to her.”
“James, James, this is still me, I am Susan. I saw the witch Morgana on my way to the inn and she put a spell on me! Now I can sell my own pictures.”
“That’s great Susan, but will you ever be able to turn back?”
“What would I want to turn back for? Isn’t being beautiful the most important thing? Anyway, I was think maybe I could open my own art gallery since I’m like this now, and…”
But by now James wasn’t listening anymore, for he didn’t believe in all that stuff about being beautiful is the most important thing, but of course no one would believe him, so he just kept his thoughts to himself.
“Hey, James, are you listening?”
“Huh?”
“I just told you that the villagers invited me over to a party tonight to celebrate me getting a new art gallery. Are you going to come?”
“Um, oh, yeah sure.”
“What’s wrong with you? You act as if I’m another person. But I’m still me, the spell didn’t change the inside of me, just the outside. Now, are you going to come or not?”
“Yeah, yeah I’ll come.”
“Good. It starts at 5.”
James walked away with a heavy heart. What was the matter with him? It’s not like he wasn’t happy for her. Well, I guess it’s that change that’s bugging me that much.
Later that day when Susan was preparing for the party, she looked at herself in the mirror again. Was it really her? Was she sure it wasn’t just a dream? Of course not silly, I’ve never had a dream so real in my life, it has to be true. Even though she didn’t want to admit it, she wasn’t all that happy about the spell herself. Every time she glanced at herself in the mirror she had to look twice to make sure there was no one behind her. The big clock outside struck 4:30, she didn’t have much time before the party.
When she got there, she was amazed at all the people that had shown up. The only sad thing was, that the only person she knew was James. When she started walking among the guests, she realized that no one really like her, they just liked how she looked on the outside. It’s ok, she thought, I can last it for only one night…Night! All of a sudden she remembered, she was only beautiful until the nighttime, then she would turn back into normal. Well, it wouldn’t be that bad if I was at home by myself, but in front of all these people I can’t just all of a sudden turn ugly again. I’ll just wait until I feel myself changing, then I’ll just run back home.
But since it was, after all, a party, she forgot all about the spell and danced and sang all afternoon. When it was time for everyone to have supper, Susan felt a strange thing happening to her. She was about to run, but then it stopped. Oh well, I guess it was a false alarm. After everyone had eaten their full, they asked Susan to give a speech. But as soon as she had gotten to the front of the room, she felt that same feeling again, except this time, it was a lot worse. She wanted to run, but couldn’t. Everyone started staring and wondered what was going on. Finally, Susan summed up all her courage and ran, she ran past the long banquet table, ran past all the people, and burst through the door. People haven’t even got what had happened, when James ran out the door, chasing after her.
Mean while, Susan was running as fast as she could to get home before the change happened. And she succeeded. As soon as she opened the door, she could feel it happening. She just ran to her bed and passed out.
James came running in a while later to see Susan lying on the bed crying.
“Susan, what’s the matter? It’s not that bad being the way you were for you’re whole life, is it?”
“No, no, it’s not that. It’s just that, well, when I was beautiful, it felt like no one really cared who I was, they just cared about how I looked, and it felt like me, myself, wasn’t anything.” James took a deep sigh of relief. He had thought that she really cared about being beautiful, but it turned out to be just the opposite.
“Here, let me…”
“No James, thanks for offering and everything, but I just want to be alone right now.”
“Ok, whatever.” As James walked out the door, he saw a person wearing a black cloak, once again, it was Morgana.
“What was the big idea? She doesn’t even care about being beautiful, take the spell off!”
“It’s not my fault that she doesn’t know what she wants, let her take her own spell off.” And with that, she walked away. James stood in silence, thinking about the witch’s words. He stood there for a while, and then walked away.
The next morning when Susan woke up, she found out that she had forgotten to buy food the day before because she had been preparing for the party. When she was walking through
“Hey, aren’t you that painter lady that had a party last night? What’s it like to be pretty? I’ve never been pretty in my life, but I hope I will be someday.” Susan felt sorry for her because she knew exactly how the little girl felt, for she had once been that little girl herself. So she knelt down beside the little girl, and whispered into her ear.
“Next time someone says you’re ugly or that you’re not good enough, don’t listen to them, because the most important thing in life isn’t what you look like or what you wear, the most important thing is who you are, and what you do with you’re life.” As she was saying this, Susan was slowly changing back into her normal self, her blonde hair gradually turning red, her sparkling blue eyes were turning back into the plain brown eyes she had had her whole life, and her figure was ever so slowly changing thin and frail. Everyone around her stared open mouthed, but Susan didn’t notice a thing. She bought all her groceries and walked home. When she walked past her mirror and saw herself, she didn’t scream and cry, in fact, she just smiled, for she had learned that it didn’t matter what you looked like on the outside, it was what was inside that counted.
Well, that's is, hope you enjoyed it!