The Dead beat father, who is not a man

who only sees 2 of his kids, which is not his whole fam.

 Saying I'm a waste of his time, but he be looking for me when it's my time to shine.

The hurt the pain my mother went through, only makes you wonder if all the rumors are true.

But the one thing that is really sad, is when the 1 person doesn't want nothing to do with you is your real dad.

Running Back

The art, the passion

the rush,the grind,

the urge and anxiousness, to even run blind

the haters, the naysayers

the followers,and the fans.

Every minute, every second

every yard, & every inch

makes you stride to be great.

Every tackle you break, every stride you make

makes it easy to realize,

playing running back is a tough passion to play.

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.