HOW MUCH I LOVE MY DADDY.

I am Daniele's daughter I like to play with my daddy Daniel I go sad when my daddy goes to work .because I love my daddy and I go sad to because he works all night and I go sad to because he stays up all night and I love my daddy. THE END

Shopping for bargains.

Jim went to the thrift shop. He wasn't looking for anything in particular. He liked to go there just to browse. A big sign on the front door said OPEN. The shop was closed on Sunday and Monday. The rest of the week, it opened at 10 a.m. and closed at 2 p.m.

Two women worked inside. They rang up sales and put the items into plastic bags for the customers to carry out. At the back of the shop was a big room where another lady worked. She sorted the new donations and put price tags on them.At the end of each day, she would bring the new donations out to the main part of the shop.

Everyone who worked at the thrift shop was a volunteer. The only "payment" they received was that they had the opportunity to see, and buy, any items in the shop before the customers did.

When Jim entered, the lady at the register told him hello. She knew Jim because he was a regular customer.

Jim said, "what's new?"

She laughed and said that nothing was ever new at a thrift shop. "It's always old and it's always used," she smiled.

Jim looked at the watches in the glass case. He saw one that he liked.

"Could I look at that one?"he asked.

Great news! My uncle Precious Stone, has announced he is going to the Golden Mountain, or America, as the natives call it. Gold was found there almost three years ago. Many Chinese have already crossed the great ocean to become guests of the Golden Mountain.
So Uncle will make the trip. then we can eat meat every day instead of once a year at New Year's. And the meat will be prime cut instead of the fat and gristle we usually get. And we'll own five fields like a great family, not two. He's got many plans for when we are rich.
The clan doesn't think much of Uncle. Though Father is younger than Uncle, he actually runs things. The clan thinks Uncle is only clever at knocking scraps of wood together into shelves or little boxes. Worse, they claim he has no luck. They say that if Uncle stood among a thousand people and a cloud drifted overhead, the cloud would rain only on poor Uncle.
I know Uncle is a great man. I'm the only one he can talk to.

I like Autumn because all the years I have been here I have enjoyed much about American traditions celebrations like thanksgiving, or Halloween for example when the children go to the houses to trick or trick or something like this and they get candies from people who celebrate Halloween as they do. But by this time I enjoy more because at this point I have my own kids that they really love Halloween because the candies and customs they wear every year so this is way it's a very exiting time we spend every year on autumn season but now like a family.



And second reason as I said before I like autumn because thanksgiving, to me I think is important date because lot of families love to spend time together enjoying the traditional Turkey, mash potato and gravy as well as the delicious pumpkin pay although I think the last I mentioned mostly belongs to Halloween celebration.

About my life.

I was born in 1966 in the city of Guadalajara Jalisco Mexico and since I remember my life always has been nice, but however through the years I've experienced some bitter situations.But even like this I don't give up, if I fell down I always think there is a way to keep going with our lives not matter the barriers that we have to face through the years, because if of something I am sure is that a real warrior of life is that one who really worth it because he has enough braveness to struggle to survive and achieve goals he wants to get.
But to be honest in some stages of my life I've thought that the lucky hasn't been on my side, as I have had to dealing with situations of prejudice and racism; and I'm not talking about America necessarily because even in my own Country I had to live this treatment without expect it.

And about my experiences right here in America, I think I've had some negative issues as well talking about discrimination but as I said if someone try to push me down I always have to do my most effort to get up and keep working and now even more because my kids and wife, so this is way if is possible to me I'd better don't pay attention to this kind of situations.

A very smart Woman

Ivory Harlow'essay: Peace Begins with one person
To my this a very interesting essay because she said through her own experience, how so important is for everyone of us to pay attention of people even if some times they seem or have a humility appearance.

Because maybe the most of the times that people the one who we make us to act with prejudice are more friendly and even in more polite than others. As she said if we are open to listen to people and respond to their questions we can help and the most of the times get some help if may need it mostly if we are working at a customer service job like her own one as a waitress.

I think to the most of us we wouldn't like to get any act of racism or discrimination just because our wearing or how we look, so I believe that woman is very smart to think like this as it seems that she is from America; so I'm glad to know there are people who believe in humility and take care of people not matter how they look as I had a few of issues of prejudice right here in America.

Peace begins with one person - By Ivory Harlow

I serve coffee at a counter-style diner in Texas. I often see a look of isolation in my customers' eyes. They come in the front door, wander to the counter, pick up the menu, and look around the diner for something they can't short-order: a connection.

In an age of online chat, online shopping, and even online school, it's no wonder people come into the diner starving for human connection. Most of my customers can remember a time when the milkman came to their front door. As I serve up their eggs and bacon, they offer updates on their grandchildren. They ask me about the happenings in my life.

One day, I walked to the back of the smoking section to pass around a fresh pot of coffee. There was a woman who had been sitting in a corner booth for at least three hours. She asked me, "how much is just one breakfast taco?" I told her I didn't know, that I'd never served just one by itself. Going back to the kitchen I thought about her rotted teeth and tires eyes, and how she'd consumed enough caffeine for three people already. I offered her a free pancake breakfast. I fibbed that it was a leftover from an order I had messed up. She asked to borrow bus fare and promised to return and pay me back. I handed over tip money from my apron pocket. She smiled a ragged grin on her way out the front door.

Three weeks later she returned my two dollars. She had gotten a job and a friend's couch to sleep on. She offered to buy me breakfast on my break!

This kind of thing gets me wondering if something as simple as a short stack of pancakes can bring about a small shift in society. I'll go even further: can one act of friendliness start to generate peace? I believe it can. Peace begins with one person but spreads like warmed syrup.When I connect with my neighbors, they return it in kind.

So I believe in friendliness and an open ear. For me, it starts with making eye contact when I pour coffee and ask my customers, "How you doing?" and then listen to their answer.

My job is to take care of customers at the counter in a small Texas diner, but I also believe we're in this world to take care of each other.