Holly T.--- Yasha Kitsune Makenki
Yasha Kitsune Makenki

Fall
Winter
Research Paper: Spring
Spring
Year-End Reflections and Comments: Spring

Fall

Fantasy Room

Have you ever noticed how much the objects in your room describe your personality? Colors, things, even placement can describe your personality and mood. My fantasy room has a nice hunter-green on the walls, but only on the bottom half. On the top half and ceiling is an off-white. On the floor is the same color off-white, and with the green, it all has a sort of woodsy feel. The room is just a rectangular shape, about fifteen by eleven feet, and there is a fan in the center of the room on the ceiling that has a few lights on it. There is also a small, switch-activated light right by the corner along the wall to the right of the door.

When you enter the room, you come in at the bottom left corner, and if you go along the left wall you’ll find a dresser with small objects scattered along its surface. Further along, about one or two feet from the corner, is the closet door. Inside the closet, which is about eleven feet long and 3 feet wide, are shelves lining every wall, cutting off only a few inches from the door. Half the shelves contain mechanical, snap-together models. The other half has a collection of Breyer Horses and accessories.

Coming out of the closet and a few inches from the corner on the next wall is a shelf packed with computer games. Next to it is a desk with a computer and a printer-scanner on it. In front of the desk is a wooden chair. Further along the wall is a window overlooking the backyard. In the corner is a swirly bookshelf full of books, chapter and others.

The bookshelf also takes up quite a bit of room on the next wall, also, for it is quite big. Only a foot from it is the base of a four-poster bed. On it is a soft blanket that portrays a picture of a thoroughbred stallion. The pillows each have a horse head sewn on them, each of a different breed. There’s a pull-around curtain around the bed for privacy and quiet.

The bed takes up three or so feet of the next wall. Right next to it is a small shelf filled with all sorts of comics in all sizes. Beside it is a TV with a VCR and a DVD player next to it. There’s a lamp on top of the TV, and a small alarm clock on top of the comic book shelf. Right after the TV is a square wooden table with drawers and has a stereo on top of it. Right next to the table is the door.

In the middle of the room is an art table. It is a little slanted to make drawing easier, and it has many drawers and cubbies. On top, in the far right corner, is a cup holder. Under it are small indents for paintbrushes. On the other side there are similar indents but for pencils and erasers. There are many drawers, and they contain printer paper, pads of paper, an easel, scissors, folders, and how-to-draw books.

I would enjoy this room because it has all the things I enjoy doing in it. It has a TV, videos, and DVDs because I enjoy watching TV a lot. I have comic books because they are my favorite things to read. And need I explain the bookshelf? I have a computer because I can spend hours playing and not even realizing it. I have an art table because I love to draw, paint, color, and design. I thought quite a bit about what I would most like to have in my room, and I’ve decided things like a pool, candy machines, etc. would not really make my room a better place for me.

My Aunt Heidi

Everyone has special people in their lives who teach them how to do the things they enjoy most. For instance, my parents, grandparents, and my sister all are those kind of people. I’m not writing about them this time. My Aunt Heidi is also one of those people. She is very nice, and taught me how to do something I love to do, ride a horse. She is about five feet five inches tall (I think), has brown hair, and has been one of my role models ever since I was little.

I’ve known Heidi almost all my life, and a lot of my memories are of her being a nice, kind person. Most of my memories are from being with her at the stables where she keeps her horse. Whenever we go visit her she tries to get us down to the stables every day, even if it only to brush down the horse and give them their favorite treats, carrots. She is always kind to the horses, for she loves them quite a bit I believe. She would only get angry if they tried to hurt us.

A lot of my memories of Heidi have to do with horses because she is very supportive when it comes to riding. When I was riding for one of the first times by myself, the horse I was riding, whose name was Mercy, saw Dakota, the other horse, was far ahead of her and raced to catch up. I, being only five or so, was terrified. When Mercy got to Dakota she heard Mary, my other aunt, calling her. She turned, saw Mary, and bolted back with me clinging on for dear life. I was ready to quit, but Heidi urged me to keep riding, and got Mercy behind me to make me fell safer.

My Aunt Heidi is a very important person to me. She, like my parents, has been a very supportive person, whether in riding or other challenges. She has taught me how to ride a horse, along with my mom, when I was four or five years old. She has also taught me how to ride in an English style saddle (which, by the way, is much harder than equestrian).

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