Structural design for houses has changed over the generations. In the beginning houses were made from rock formations which we call caves. In these earlier days that is all that those people knew how to work with, natural structures. Later years, house structures improved to mud bricks. Massive structures were built from these bricks, and some of them still stand today.
Newer human structures for a house include steel and wood. We have adapted to steel structures to allow our houses to be many floors high. For the typical home in this generation wood is used. Wood is a plentiful resource and is sturdy.
When humans started to build houses I do not believe that they had thought of their structures turning into play items. When I was a little girl I got a cardboard doll house for Christmas. This house was not designed to hold up to all elements of weather, but I loved it. The doll house was big enough that I was able to sit inside of the house in the open space provided and close the doll house around me. Inside of this house I was able to play with my dolls and furniture for hours all by myself. I had many hours of fun in this house for the course of two or maybe three weeks. Then my doll house was destroyed. The structural design was not able to hold up to a scared Pit Bull-English Bull Dog on a mad run. Needless to say my Mom was very mad when that dog landed on my doll house with me inside. My Aunt was not allowed in the house for weeks because she started the vacuum, and scared her own dog. That dog was petrified of a vacuum.
If my doll house had been made of wood it may have stood a better chance of surviving the scared dog. The cardboard house crumbled like it had been in the rain for a week when the dog landed on it. Probably the best material to stand up to the dog would have been mud bricks, as long as I didn’t spill a drink on it.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Theme 7
The first time I met Michele I was scared to death. I was still in my shy stage, and my mother was sending me out to go shopping with her. All I new about her was that she was married to my brothers case worker, and that she is a pastor for the Methodist Church. Needless to say when she pulled in the driveway I was shaking in my boots.
During my first encounter with her I learned that she is a very funny person. She is so full of life, and always has good advice to offer to any situation. Michele has a very unique laugh that I feel in love with the first time I heard it. It is sort of a cross between a twitter and a belly laugh which is very amusing to hear.
Michele is a short woman of maybe 5’3”. Well, I consider this height short. Her brown hair is always kept in a short hair style. She is pudgy, and she always moves her pointer finger on her right hand to half time measure to any music she listens to. Michele also has an inspiring personality. Michele is able to talk to just about anybody and make them feel great and empowered to accomplish any task. In fact, if it was not for Michele I would never had gone to college to be an elementary teacher.
Since this first encounter Michele and I have grown close. Her husband Don and her have dubbed me as their unofficially-adopted-daughter. They have done a lot for me. They make sure that I have enough food in the house, and that I am clothed. Michele is a wonderful and open hearted person that I am great to have in my life.
During my first encounter with her I learned that she is a very funny person. She is so full of life, and always has good advice to offer to any situation. Michele has a very unique laugh that I feel in love with the first time I heard it. It is sort of a cross between a twitter and a belly laugh which is very amusing to hear.
Michele is a short woman of maybe 5’3”. Well, I consider this height short. Her brown hair is always kept in a short hair style. She is pudgy, and she always moves her pointer finger on her right hand to half time measure to any music she listens to. Michele also has an inspiring personality. Michele is able to talk to just about anybody and make them feel great and empowered to accomplish any task. In fact, if it was not for Michele I would never had gone to college to be an elementary teacher.
Since this first encounter Michele and I have grown close. Her husband Don and her have dubbed me as their unofficially-adopted-daughter. They have done a lot for me. They make sure that I have enough food in the house, and that I am clothed. Michele is a wonderful and open hearted person that I am great to have in my life.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Theme 6
Blinding light flashes across the sky. Trees thrash around trying to fight off the pushy wind. Angry purple clouds barrel across the sky.
Rain down pours on the city of Rockland as a new family sits in the open doorway of their home. Wind tramples through the open door, blowing papers off the stands. The new Mom and Dad sit on the porch watching the storm with their children. The two year old girl has her head buried in her father's chest. A muffled scream can be heard during each boom of thunder. The almost one year old boy sits curled up in his mother's lap, screaming with his sister.
Lightening streaks faster and faster across the sky. The two children scream louder as the thunder rolls over their home. The parents words of comfort are lost in the wind.
The girl peaks around her father's right arm and looks up at the sky. Her face slowly lights up as she watches the lightening reach for the ground. She no longer screams during each boom; her face is in awe. The little boy looks at his sister, and then up towards the sky. His face also relaxes. The new family sits on their porch and watches the storm die out. Tiny giggles escape the children's lips as they realize their fear was for nothing. The lightening, thunder, and rain stop, and the children get up to play in the mud puddles. The parents stand up and watch their young ones play with a smile on their faces, and a laugh in their hearts.
Rain down pours on the city of Rockland as a new family sits in the open doorway of their home. Wind tramples through the open door, blowing papers off the stands. The new Mom and Dad sit on the porch watching the storm with their children. The two year old girl has her head buried in her father's chest. A muffled scream can be heard during each boom of thunder. The almost one year old boy sits curled up in his mother's lap, screaming with his sister.
Lightening streaks faster and faster across the sky. The two children scream louder as the thunder rolls over their home. The parents words of comfort are lost in the wind.
The girl peaks around her father's right arm and looks up at the sky. Her face slowly lights up as she watches the lightening reach for the ground. She no longer screams during each boom; her face is in awe. The little boy looks at his sister, and then up towards the sky. His face also relaxes. The new family sits on their porch and watches the storm die out. Tiny giggles escape the children's lips as they realize their fear was for nothing. The lightening, thunder, and rain stop, and the children get up to play in the mud puddles. The parents stand up and watch their young ones play with a smile on their faces, and a laugh in their hearts.
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