This is me

    Whats up with the haters being so spiteful, makin fun of me talkin that trash really ain't so delightful. Stop man, I hate racism attackin me, it's beat up how white running backs ain't in football's anatomy. Me & Mama have been through so much, That re re mike i hold onto like a clutch.If my boy weston can live through a car crash, then i can push through the hole the haters have stabbed in my back. Day Day is my twin, Tarus is my daddy 2, both helped me have heart for that touch down I can run to. Yall need to grab hold of reality, when I make it big haters don't come runnin after, wantin some money.

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Can't Go Wrong With A Twix

Once upon, a time there was a running back named Jazzy Jeff. He wore the number 25, and he was a 23 year old rookie in the NFL. He wasn’t like all the other Players who celebrated when ever they scored. No, instead of touchdown dances after he scored he went to the sideline and ate a Twix candy bar. Touchdown after touchdown he had the same routine every time.Except one.

    In the last game of the regular season he had scored 5 touchdowns and all of them he celebrated by eating a Twix, but not the last one. After he scored his last touchdown he went to the side line and looked for another Twix but wait. It was gone!!! He saw one of the lineman eating eat.Furious & betrayed ,he said,   “You fatty’!!! said Jazzy.

“Why are you always eating”? “You eat before the game, during the game, on the field when we play, even after we play”. “You could lose a few meals”.The lineman looked at Jazzy disappointed and said, “you have got to be kidding”! Jazzy looked at the Twix rapper and said. “you have to be kidding!” “That was 10 Twixes you ate”.  Jazzy was upset that he couldn’t celebrate his last touchdown with a twix but, curiously, he walked to the other part of the sidline. YES!!!!! said Jazzy.  One last Twix! Jazzy not only won the game for his team, he was also reunited with his luscious Twix, he lived happily ever after.    THE END.

Writing Reflection

Top 3 posts: Hunger Games Chapter18, Giving The Big Man The Glory, Dead Beat Father.

Best Post That Shows My Creativity: Giving The Big Man The Glory. I think that this post show my best writng strengths because, it shows how I conbine relgion with sports and also events that might heppen in real life.
Explane the part that shows your growth:  I hope that this hole dad experiance is a sign from God that he will bless me with children of my own because i wan't to be a better father to my kids than my biological father was never to me.

Prove that this shows growth: This shows trumendes growth because I could never share or tell my fealings with something like this goin on. But put negitive feeling into feelings of forgiveness really helped me alot.
 

Links to student blog: http://jswagger34.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-to-give-big-man-glory.html

haters love me

        Man yall haters is hilarious, just cause I was born in February meens dat im Aquarius. How dare you sit and act like is if  your holier     than thou, but here I made it big, and you guys want somethin to do with me now. I don't understand why you guys  are so hateful,  no matter what im going through grandma, and god are my gardian angles. You taunt me guys just let me do me, you say I suck, really don't but come to the next game and you will see. 

          Every one knows me through the game, I made my point across that the way I play ain't lame. Reverse this, I give blind to the sight full, like Jesus Christ, all the 11 guys on the field are my disciples. I'm not afraid to admit my sins, cause  every one lies, my number is 25 and I wear it with pride. When you stabbed me in the back, felt like I was dissed, but just remember when people turn on you remember this, If you make it big they with you for two things, fame and money, the girls will act like they love, and even call you honey. Just remember to do right, live by JESUS CHRIST. hello out there can you here me? I'm singing S.O.S. so let me be me, cause y'all act like it's a brezzy but realize that life ain't easy.

football + life = srtuggle

    Like football, life is hard. It's kind of like as your a running back trying to plow his through the defense. Fighting for that extra yard, or fighting to to feed your kids. It's a day to day struggle to survive, hoping to make it through. Being tackled at full speed is like a nasty car wreck, and scoring a touchdown is like getting a huge paycheck bonus from your job. Any way can lead to happiness, anger, and sadness. But motivation is the real reason why people who are struggling make it through every day. whether it be at home, at your job, or on the football field.  Faith in the man upstairs and hope will motivate you to continue to keep going no matter how bad or good things might seem.

DEAD BEAT FATER.

I don’t know why you trippin, you sittin on your fat butt, and im out here spittin. You just another hater that i got to  prove wrong. You didn’t want nothing to do with me for 14 years that time is long.

You threatened to hurt my mother when she was pregnant with me. Does that make me want to fight you, definitely.  I don’t want to be called your son. Don’t bother me if I make it big, whats done is done. People say i can’t do nothing but with god I can, you lazy bum you need to realize,  I am what I am. Unlike you I ain’t afraid to achieve greatness. You messing with the wrong child you made you, better learn this. Quit letting your wife fight your battles for you. Found out that my lil sis is your daughter, that makes 3 kids not 2. I hope  god blesses me with kids one day. that way when people ask if I'm like you as a father they'll say  NO WAY. People are always crying on my shoulder, come to my school, talk to my teachers and I'll smack you with a ruler. Bottom line is you need to lose some weight. Dude you needa get on that treadmill, not eat chocolate cake. Why do you run away from ya problems. I wanna be me but you try to hold me down like one of them. Father? man what kind of word is that, you aint got no job you white and lazy trailer park trash. You think you all that  making my mom really sad, listen hear buddy you straight up whack. Don’t worry bout that just let me be free, but mike you better hope i don’t catch you in my streets.

When i visit my home town I look for you, turn and turn. Man i don’t really rap im just good with words. Why you gotta do this just be a man, Don’t bother my family no more, I’m Lee D’s grandson, boy you needa understand. When i make it big don’t bother to find me, im 14 goin on 15 don’t spreed no time sheets.