essay #1

I remember opening my eyes not knowing where I was or what I was doing there.  Waking up from a nap perhaps, but it was not my room. All the walls were white, nothing like my room. I remember my room being colorful with blue and grey walls and not this pale looking thing.The bed I was laying on was way too high. The pillows were not as comfortable as mine and the awkward position of the bed was not relaxing. The smell of the room was unpleasant, I hated being in a hospital in the first place and that is where I found myself. However, I did not realize I was in  the emergency room of a hospital until seeing the wrist band on my hand with my name on it. It was white and it was tightly fitted on my wrist. At that moment I had flashbacks of what had happened, but was not sure yet.
The moment I woke up, a nurse walked in  the room to check up on me. She saw I was awake and asked how I was feeling. I replied, "I feel weak and confused about what happened." That is when she told me I had been involved in a motorcycle accident. I asked if I had been the only one hurt, she said " yes." She then told me I had a huge crowd out in the waiting room waiting to see how I was. All my family,as well as friends were in that crowd. As she told me this, I looked up at the ceiling and prayed to God, then looked down toward my legs. The first leg I tried moving was the right one and I was able to do so, no problem. However, I still had the left one to go. Thankfully, I was able to move it as well. It was an incredible feeling knowing that I was all in one piece after being involved in an accident. I looked up once again and thanked God. I was  in disbelief that there were no broken bones or fractures in my body even though I still did not know what had happened.
The only thing the nurse told me was that I had some bad scrapes on my legs and hip. She then asked me if I wanted to see my family and friends. I said ,'' Yes, I want to let them know I am doing fine and happy to be alive all in one piece.” She stated I was very lucky, and walked out the room to let my family and friends know they could see me now. The first to see me were my parents and sisters. They were very worried. I could tell my mother had been crying and she cried again when she saw me only this time it was from joy that I was okay. I was happy to see them all there. They said I had way more people out there wanting to see how I was doing. I replied, " Wow, was it really that bad?" I have always been the one visiting family members at hospitals, only this time it was the other way around. I was the one on the bed and they were coming to see me.
It was about that time for friends to come in and see how I was doing. Some brought me chocolates, others brought balloons, but as long as they were there I was happy. Gustavo, Marcos and Christian all walked in at the same time. I said , " Let me guess, I was riding with you guys." Gustavo replied, " Yeah, let me tell you how it all happened. We were all riding the way it is meant to be, which is aggresive and fearless. You were leading the way and we all followed behind you. The sun was setting, the sky was orange and that water looked amazing. No doubt it was a beautiful day to go riding. We never thought anything like this would happen ,especially not on our way home. It only took a small section of lose gravel to throw you off the bike.The speed limit was 65. We were doing about 80 when you took the curve and fell. However, you were able to slow the bike down before falling . That is what saved your life and saved you from having worse injuries then the ones you have. We all saw you slide and roll for about 40 feet. We all thought the worse because you lost conscious. At that moment we called the ambulance and they immediately took you to the ER . Now we are all here and happy you are doing better."
"The story you told me is just what I imagined had happened," I told him. The accident made me realize just how dangerous motorcycles are and how important it is to  wear the right gear.The day this happened I was only wearing some jeans and a sweater. A few days after the accident happened I went to a motorcycle store and bought me some leathers that would save my skin if I ever fell again. Now, whenever I go on a ride like this one I make sure to wear the proper gear. For example,  I now always wear a leather jacket and leather pants as well to protect me from getting scraped. This accident also taught me to respect the speed limit and most importantly value my life. If this had not happened to me I would probably still continued being careless and not obeying the street limits. I can say I am a much more careful rider then I was before and I appreciate the second chance I was given.

Interview

Her name is MIndy Sanchez. She was born in Oxnard and has lived here her entire life. Just like most kids she liked playing sports and grew up playing softball.
Mindy attends Oxnard College and particularly likes the new library .However, she believes the cafeteria can improve. The biggest surprise of her college experience is the homework she gets and managing time to do it. Mindy's goal is to become a firefighter and that is what pushes her to work hard. In 10 years, Mindy sees herself being one. She is working towards that goal by going to school Tuesdays and Thursdays while having to work night shifts. When she has any free time, that is when she spends quality time with her family. A big influence in her life is her brother and she considers herself a role model to her nephews as well.Mindy describes herself as a nice girl, yet weird sometimes and loves to chatter. One of her motto's is "if you can believe it, you can achieve it " .

Texting

When I was in seventh grade was when I first started texting. That was my first phone ever and I would use it quite a lot. It distracted me in class and it has done so until now. However, the phones now a days are 10 times faster. Therefore, I text much more then I did in the past. 

 The way I see it, texting makes it easier to keep in touch with friends and family since you do not actually have to call the person to see how they're doing. Instead I can just text that person a "what's up"  and he will reply to me to see what he is up to. I guess this is the positive side of texting, but there is also a bad part about it. That comes into play when teenagers are texting while driving. This should not be happening because we are causing accidents and some of these accidents can be fatal. You may think this will never happen to you , but in reality it can happen to anyone . Even at slow traffic or deciding to send a text at an intersection it can happen anytime. The law is trying to put a stop to this already by pulling over people who are texting and giving them tickets. However, this is not sufficient. We should try and make the effort to make everyone learn about the problem and consequences to convince them it is not safe to do while driving.