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our field trip

Last Friday I went to the “Art Institute of Chicago” with my teacher and classmates on our field trip. It was very great trip, but we were all tire for walking around in the huge museum. It was my second trip there. When we were there, we had to choose three of pictures there that best for us. The pictures what I chose was:
1. Paris street rainy day.
2. Fisherman’s cottage.
3. A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte.

I am going to tell you about this picture. The “Paris street rainy day” was created by Gustave caillebotte. Caillebotte was a lawyer, but after receiving a large inheritance, he decided to pursue painting and horticulture. He finished this picture in1877 and the “Art Institute of Chicago” bought it in 1964 for an undisclosed price. I like this picture because it was about antique time and I need to know more about the past time. This picture is really cool; if you scan at it slowly you will see many different things that might interest you. We could clearly compare the differences between that time from now. The streets were made up of cobble stone and it looks hard to walk a bit, but they used transport with horses. They all used umbrellas because it was raining on that day. On the sidewalk the woman was wearing a long dress and the man was wearing a long coat and top hat. This picture is colorful picture. It interests me of the building are painted with gold color. The sky is very clear. The location, which still exists today, is north of the Saint-Lazare train station. I hope someday I’ll be there.

The “Fisherman’s cottage” was created by Edvard Munch. Edvard Munch was born in 1863 in a rustic farmhouse in the village of Adalsbruk in Loten. The Fisherman’s cottage is so tough to describe what it likes, because its color is only black and white blue. This picture is so dark because it is at night. About this picture there was only white fisherman’s cottage on the shore. It looks boring when you look at it, but the place is full of the nature. The fisherman’s cottage is surrounding by the black tall trees. The sky looks very clear and blue. I am feeling alone when I looked at this picture. What I like about this picture is, in summer we could to the place where near by the river on our vacations and fish there, build some tents, swimming, and playing with the canoes.

A Sunday Afternoon on the island of La Grande Jatte was drawn by “Georges Seurat”. It was painted and finished in (1884-1886). Georges Seurat was born in 1857 into a wealthy family in Paris. He was a French painter and draftsman. His most famous painting was “A Sunday Afternoon on the island of La Grande Jatte”. This picture is very fashionable, but it is a dreamlike picture. This picture doesn’t look very clearly, but it is colorful picture and pretty bright. It seems summer, because the sun is shining. Everyone loved to be on the surface of island with their pets and hang out with friends. Some people were there for swimming, some people were playing and having picnic. What I like about this picture is, the picture is very stylish. The weather is really good, so I can play there. I can also play guitar under the tree and singing with friends.

I chose these pictures, because the next stage I will have the art class, so I can be prepared for painting and creating the things that we are going to learn in the next stage. These pictures are really significant and by seeing them I am feeling like I understand how to be and artist. I hope these pictures will help me more than I thought.

New superstar Ping-Pong player.

When I lived in a refugee camp, I was still in the seventh grade. I was only 13 years old in 2007. We played sports like Soccer and Chinlone. We loved them and played everyday after school. In 2007 someone donated Ping-Pong tables to all of the schools in the refugee camp. I had never seen Ping-Pong before. Some of my friends commenced to play Ping-Pong and they were good at it. I did not play it, because it looked boring and not very exciting.

A few weeks after I went to school, my friends were still talking about Ping-Pong. They all liked it. I thought to myself “how could you forget rice when you eat pizza”. What I mean is that most of friends played Ping-Pong all the time and I did not have any friends to play other sports with.

I never thought I would play Ping-Pong but, one day when I got to the gym my friends were playing and, they asked me to join with them. Actually they forced me to play. I said yes, “I’ll play”, but I was nervous to play. First I made some mistakes by touching the table with my hand and I hit the table with the bat. I kept making mistakes, but my friends encouraged me to keep playing. After playing for awhile I started to feel more comfortable, because I was getting better. At that point my friends did not have to tell me to play with them anymore. I prepared to and practice more everyday. I wasted most of my time to playing Ping-Pong. In a short time I was getting better and better by playing a lot more than other friends.

In 2008 I was 14 years old and in eighth grade. Each year we had sports competitions in our school, and that year we also had Ping-Pong competition. We all enjoyed playing the game and there were 8 players in the competition including me. We started our matches and I won the first three games. In the end I won the final game and became the first Ping-Pong champion at my school.

I moved to the United States a year ago and I have not seen Ping-Pong table since. But I still like it and always love to play it. I have not played it, since I first got here. If my friends had not forced me to play Ping -Pong, I never would have known what a great game it is and I never would have become a great Ping-Pong player.

When I lived in a refugee camp, I was still in seventh grade. I was only 13 years old in 2007. We played sports like Soccer and Chinlone. We loved them and played everyday after school. In 2007 someone donated Ping pong tables to all of schools in the refugee camp. I had never seen a Ping pong before. Some of my friends commenced to play Ping Pong and they were good at it. I did not play it, because it looked boring and not very exciting.
A few weeks after I went to school, my friends were still talking about Ping pong. They all liked it. I thought to myself “how could you forget rice when you eat pizza”. What I mean is that most of friends played Ping pong all the time and I did not have any friend to play with me in other sports.
I never thought I would play Ping pong but, one day when I got to the gym my friends were playing and, they asked me to join with them. Actually they forced me to play. I said yes. I’ll play. I was nervous to play.
First I made some mistakes by touching the table with my hand and hit the table with the bat. These are the faults that I first made, but my friends encouraged me to keep playing. After playing that I felt comfortable, because I was getting better. At that time my friends did not have to tell me to play with them, I prepared to and practice more everyday. I wasted most of my time to play Ping pong. In short time I was getting better and better by playing a lot more than other friends.
In 2008 I was 14 years old in eighth grade before I came to United States. Each year we competitions of sports in our school, but in that year we also had Ping pong competition too. We all enjoyed for having a game and there were 8 players in our game included me. We started our matches and first I won the three players. Lastly I won the final game became the first Ping pong winner in my school.
When I got in United States I have not seen Ping pong in my school, but I still like it and always love to play it. I have not played it, since I first got here. If my friends did not force me to play Ping pong, I’ll never be attracted with ping pong and I could never be a ping pong player.

story

In 1809 Thadu was born in the east of Burma in a little village called Kuthaw. His parents were farmers and grew rice, corn and some plants for their family. That was their careers but ti was tough work. They always did that and went to city and sold their crops to others every week. Thadu's family was quite poor. He started to go school when he was 7 years old. His parents did not have enough money to pay the tuition for school so he had to work and help his parents with the chores in the house.

Sometimes he went to to farm and worked with his parents. One day when he came home from school at noon and was head into his house, heard his mother crying. there was other relatives as well. Then he saw his father was laying down beside his mother.At that time Thadu knew that his father had passed away. Thadu was very sad to face the great tragedy that had happened to his family. Four years after his father's death in 1824 he turned 17. He was a good looking guy and strong. At that time he quit school for three years and started work with his mom.

In 1826 Japanese troops invaded Burma and ruled many places included his village. The were always ruled them, took, food, and the things from village. Everyday they killed people in village and raped the women as they wanted. They were headed to destroy the village. What shuold we do"thadu said"to his mom. Thadu was young adult and did not want to face the evil anymore. At night in a quiet time he asked his mom to move to another village. They prepared for the moving and moved to another village. After living in Puye village a mouth they heard the kuthaw village was destroyed and burned with fire by japenesetroops. They knew that a few people could escape. The Puye village leader informed that japenese troops planned t0 come and destroy Puye village and he said we must prepared for the war as we can. The village leader announced that anyone who is age 18 and over must fight for the village except Thadu. Time was up and the japenese troops arrived in the village and surrounded the village. soon the war was started. It lasted from 8:00 am till 1:00 pm. They did not have a strong fighter like Japenese troops and later they all had to retreat , and tried to flee away but the troops caught. In this picture you will see Thdu was standing and raising his hands....guess what would happend next..?

my narrative

When i lived in a camp in 2005 we had receive new sport in our school

successful week

This week is the successful week. I've ever heard of it before. this is the great thing in your life to be successful person. we still have goals that might not success yet in some of us, but some of us would have a few goals that has successed to us. when we were young we had many goals and thought the goals are the easiest thing like you score the goals during the game. achieving your goals is your theme. when I've heard people discussed and planned about their goals, then i stayed really quiet and just listened to them because i don't have any goal, but when i lived in thailand i had many goals included to became a doctor. suddenly my goals have flown away during my living in this country even i can't control them.
no reason but i'm still loser now. let's see how could M.r htoo eh taw do better in the future..

#Is it good to still have the goal of your childwood when you were adult?
#who could help you to be a successful person?
#who might influence you the most before you were successful person?