The Croods Reenactment

While most people spend time playing playing board games with their family, that got old in my family long ago (as in last week). So for Family Home Evening last night (every Monday night my family spends time together and we call it Family Home Evening) for the game my family unofficially decided to reenact a scene from the recently released movie The Croods. The part we reenacted was where the father, in an attempt to look smart and creative, invented 'snap shots.' Using paint and a rock the Croods would pose as the rock smacked into them, leaving a paint imprint of them on the rock. Well, my family did something similar, only we used a soft and impressionable blanket instead of a rock and we fell on top of if. The results were hilarious:

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All I can say is my family is awesome.

The Top Seven Necessary Occupations to restart the World:

For an assignment in one of my high school classes, my teacher asked the class to write down what we thought would be the seven most necessary jobs to restart the world if something happened and there were only 50 humans left. I'm rather proud of how thorough I was.

Official Wizard: the overseer of all things dealing with and pertaining to needed potions and or bandages (aka: Doctor). This job would be needed to keep the rest of humanity healthy and strong to fight off the zombies/supernatural creatures caused by the end of the world.

Storage-r: the overseer of all food items, munitions, clothing and other storable items. Also handles the money (aka: modified Treasurer). This job would make it so we didn’t abuse our resources and run out.

Handyman of Gadgetry: the expert that keeps all necessary items for a semblance of comfort up and running (see Electrician and Plumber and over all handy man). This job would keep electricity up and running and help in a number of different ways such as maintaining the Internet..

Animal Friend and Plant Handler: expert on animals and plant (aka Vet and Farmer). This position would allow for future production of livable products such as bacon and wool.

Defender of the People: overseer of the people in keeping the peace and protecting the people against zombies and supernatural beings (aka Sheriff or any military force). It keeps people safe from nature and themselves.

Cultural Production Expert: responsible for preserving culture of the newly endangered humans including but not limited to reproducing know cultural items such as houses and statues (aka Artisan and Engineer). This position allows for continued cultural growth and a continuation of a semblance of normal human life.

Jester: responsible for the educational entertainment necessary for a normal life style and will work closely with any children to produce a semblance of a normal childhood (aka Teacher, Historian and Storyteller). This allows for mathematical skills and other school related topics to be preserved.

      Note: I would have included 'Evil Overlord' (aka Tyrant/President/Ruler) on this list but I see that as more of a lifestyle rather than an actual job.

The Results of School

By Emily Royer

When I was a kid,

And first starting out in school,

I’m not going to lie,

I thought it pretty cool

12 long years on down the road,

(I’m almost ready for the hat),

It’s not nearly quite as fun,

(An eternity that)

To rise early every morning,

To pull myself out of my bed,

Sometimes it would feel better,

If a gun shot me in the head

After all, what are they doing?

I mean to the schools these days?

They’re messing up the schedules,

And making it harder to get A’s

They tell you that your test scores,

Are so important to your life,

Yet mentally, internally,

All they seem to cause is strife

They’re cutting down your options,

-the classes you can take,

There isn’t any Shop Class,

Nor Home-EC where you can bake

Forget about the Arts,

There’s no budget for the stuff,

And yet in ‘important classes’

All they make you do is fluff

Science committed suicide,

English is just insane,

And despite all of our new teachers,

Engineering’s gone down the drain

Don’t even mention Carpentry,

About Jewelry make no fuss,

With all this swanky knowledge,

It’s enough to make Saints cuss

The lunches are repulsive,

(But they’re so good for you!)

And even sports are failing,

(You know all this is true)

So what have I got?

All 12 years of knowledge in my head?

Nah. Simply put:

School’s killed my creativity quite dead.

Note: I actually really like school; however I acknowledge that it can often be frustrating in the extreme... which is why I wrote this poem.

Starting Out

Testing, Testing, Testing

Can be fun,

So long as You aren't graded on the outcome.