I wish I had more money. It's a basic need, but something my family has struggled with our whole life. If we were wealthier, we would not face many of the problems we do such as saving up for holidays in order to buy simple stuff we want, or working many hours a week just to make ends meet. It would also provide me with more opportunities, letting me experience things I can't at the moment. It makes life very stressful, knowing that you must work and make a certain amount of month in order to keep living. Today, we watched a video and read an article about India's population, becoming the most populous country in the world. I enjoyed this lesson, as it taught me problems and struggles that are faced by it's citizens and government due to it's large population and population growth. I learned how blessed we are to have simple things such as working infrastructure as well as development-driving government bodies that strive to better our country everyday. Today, I am tired. We had our marching band banquet yesterday, so I am very drained. I also woke up with a swollen eye, so I just want to go home.
An object that holds a lot of value to me is my Legos. They were gifted or bought during significant points in my life, building them after each event. They remind me of the good times/memories every time I look at them, thinking of each block as building the memory, or the Lego set in this case. Today, we continued our reading of The Color Purple by Alice Walker. We read 3 chapters today, learning about Sofia's return to the story and her eventual incarceration due to her beliefs and nature. It was interesting to see the reminder of the consequences the characters can face, bringing down such a strong-willed character like Sofia. It also showed us why Celie and Squeak's, Harpo's girlfriend, obedience is beneficial to them in some way. Today, I feel tired. I pulled an all-nighter and still have to go to a practice and then teach 8th graders and drop people off afterwards. I know the sleep is going to be good later tonight.
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