A letter to a loved one

To my dear loved ones,

If I were to die sometime soon, I would want you to know that I really loved you. This wont be all sappy and "lovey dovey" but it will be honest and heart felt. I do not want you to be upset by my sudden departure. Instead, I want you to be happy for me because I will soon be on my way to a better place. I know I have done things wrong and you have millions of things to ridicule me for, and for that I am deeply sorry. Since I am writing and taking my time to write this letter, I want you to know that I do not want you to grieve or mourn over my death. I believe in reincarnation so you will see me sometime soon again. But with my beliefs, there are also consequences. I feel that if you hold on to my life too tightly, I will not be able to peacefully move on an be born again. I feel that I will be stuck on dimensions and have a lost soul for eternity. And you knowing that I am a sarcastic person, you should know that I will curse you if I get stuck. To top it off, I love you. And death is meant to be. From the moment a person is born, it is a countdown until they die. So do not be mournful. Do not grieve, because you know you will see me again. Maybe not in your life but maybe in our next life. Hopefully, I will see you again.

I love you, forever and always, Michelle.

My Hero.

My role model is my Giji. Giji taught me that the most important thing for a person to accomplish in his/her life is to be happy regardless of any difficulties you are having at that moment.

During earlier times in Japan while WWII just about started, Giji was born. His family was really poor and they had many kids.They were so poor that sometimes, Giji would have to go a few days without eating anything and striving with only water. Giji was eventually sold to a wealthy family who could not have any kids. They chose Giji because he was the smartest out of his sibilings. After moving with that family, he began to study extensively to relieve his stress and regrets. He was still great at everything he did and what ever he did, he was always the best. He was always number 1 in his Junior High and High School. After highschool, Giji applied for a job at Mistsui ( one of the largest companies on Japan ) amd he got it. He was then required to have at least some college credit so Mitsui sent him to Columbia for a degree. He eventually got a masters degree and transferred to Harvard and got a degree in math and english. After a few years of hard work, he was offered to becoming a manager for all the branches in Mongolia. He didn't accept the promotion though because his wife died and he had to take care of my mom, Shin-chan and Yo-chan.

Giji is my hero and is the most insperational person to me because he is always looking at the up side of things and he always makes me feel better. He always says that as long as I am having fun, then everything will be all right. All though we all know that that is not true, he always makes it so reassuring that you get caught up in the spur of the moment. Like practice makes perfect, hard work becomes great success. Overall, he taught me many insperational things that I carry out to other people. Giji is my hero.

Footnote: Giji is a term that children in Japan use for grandpa. Similar to Mommy or Daddy in english.

Where i would live

If i could live anywhere in the world, k would choose to live in Paris, France.i would choose to live in between the Eiffel tower and the Arc de Triumph. I have 4 main reasons to live here. One, its the fashion capital of the world; two, its a beautiful place to live; three, it is where people go to find love; and last but not least, four. Because it has a lot of artsy kind of things there. I would really love to love here because i absolutely adore clothes. This is kind of stereotypical, but since i am a girl, i guess it is okay for me to love going shopping, similar to how women all love to talk and gossip amongst each other. The beauty is absolutely astonishing. I love the baroque kind of style it has where it is old, richy and has much class. I sometimes like to think to myself, that i am going to go to Paris with my best friend, Sarah and we are going to find someone and get married there together. It is sorta like our dream to go there for our sweet 16 since 7th grade although it seems a little far-fetched. And lastly, i am more of an arts and science kind rather than culinary or mathematical, so i would love to sit on a tall stool and paint pictures with a traditional french guy with a black and white striped sweater, a red scarf and a french mustache. In conclusion, i would just love to live in a magnificent place like Paris, France someday.

If Money Were No Object

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Reflection: After researching this particular topic for some time, it came to me about all the things we do everyday that we take for granted. Doing this project and hearing everyone's thoughts, it really made it a sad experience to know that these people can not do what they were made out to do. We all had to keep in mind the pay rates, abundance of these jobs and to care for our own family with the money we make. Doing this project, I really do hope that somedeay, money will not have as much as an affect on society as it does now in the near or far off future.

If Money Were No Object

With the metaphors that Robert Frost used in his poem, the idea I got was that he
was trying to persuade people to do what they liked . If money was no object, people
would be sincere. If money was no object, there would be no poverty and crimes. If
money was no object, I could be me. The world, this society would not worry about the
little things such as your clothes, house or the alike but look at the bigger picture. We
would no longer be blinded by our own selfish greed and instead look at the beauty of
this world. If money were no object, I would be a composer and make a cause called
“Music for a Change”.
Robert Frost: “I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight, I got from looking
through a pane of glass”. Looking at yourself doing something you hate, you are like a
robot. You keep doing things you do not like and are not living life to its fullest. You are
just an empty shell that is barely living only working for the pleasure of having money to
spend. Frost portrayed this by using metaphors I his poem “After Apple Picking”. The
message conveyed was doing something just for the money is absolutely stupid.
Money. What exactly is it? Well let me answer that. It is something that some
ignorant idiot made to make himself seem better than everyone else. If I were able to be a
composer , my life would have been inspirational, a life changer. It would help people
who were emotionally , mentally, or physically hurt a good smile. Something to give
them hope. Frost: “Upon my way to sleep before it fell , I could tell what form my
dreaming was about to take” . I believe that I am dreaming right now and I will soon
wake up to a different world. A world that is free of judgement. A world where not
everything is based on your social status and yearly income. A world where money is not
the most important thing in a family’s life. This world would not be nearly as confusing.
If money were no object, and I could be anything in this crazy world, I would be a
composer and make my cause. My organization will help people who are easily
influenced to follow my footsteps and be themselves. They will feel hope. They will
know it. I will be the leader of the army and I will lead an entire group of people.
Because in a world where money does not exist, what else would anyone want to be but
themselves? In a world where money is not an object , choose to be yourself.

A change in my life .

One thing that i would change in my life , is how I ended a very important relationship with a very special person .this person was me best friend and role model . We were together so much that he became like family to me . We ended our relationship because of stress , another girl , and mostly because I kept letting him down . Although it hurt very bad , I am happy to see him smile much more now then , when we were together ; although I am not the one making him smile . Many people say , that a teenager can not possibly understand what love is . I believe that is quite hypocritical . If adults knew more than us , then we would learn from them and arguments , disagreements , separation ;  all the negative parts of a relationship would be nonexistent . No one really knows what love is , or more simply , no one can really explain the feelings , thoughts of this particular concept . My point is , is that this was the closest thing that I have ever felt to love and maybe it even was . I think that is probably why it was a traumatic experience , as silly as it may seem . The thing I really regretted was how it ended and letting that person down . Truthfully speaking , it probably really was all my fault . Regardless of what any of my friends say . That is what I believe in deep down . If I had chosen differently , my entire life would have been different . I might have still been with him and still had been some what of friends with the girl who is now in my place . The friends I have now , probably would not even be my friends f I had not messed up so much . Although I do feel very guilty and self conscious about this experience , I really think I can reflect on it . So then the next person I will meet , and eventually love , I will treat them with the respect that they deserve . That is why I regret this ; because I could have been different , I had sworn I would be different but I did not . I broke my promise to him and myself . This would be the one thing that I would change in my life .

My Hobby

My favorite hobby is composing my own music .

For some people , crying or talking about their problems relieves their stress .

For me though , singing about it and turning it into music relieves my stress .

My happy moments are written in major chords , where as sad moments are written in minor .

I got this idea of writing my own music when a friend in 8th grade told me to put a tune to my poem and it
would have been a good song .

So that is exactly what I did .

I could already play piano and flute so why not ?

I turned that poem into a song and continued making over 50 poems into my own songs .

Back then , all my songs had words to them , but now , it is all about conveying my feelings through my music .

As everyone knows , I love music to death because its my air and water .

Making music is my all time and only hobby =)

Favorite Music

My favorite band/artist . My favorite artist , is Ludovico Einaudi . Most of you or maybe even all of you wont know who he is . He's a modern day Italian Composer . I love listening to his music . His music always suits the mood i am in . Wether i may be , angry , upset , happy or anxious . I love listening to classical music . It is not what you would expect of a teenager probably . Most people would be more likely to believe that i like rap or some kind of pop song that everyone else listents to ; and that is just that . I am not everyone else, thats why Classical music or modern day classical is my favorite king to listen to . Einaudi's work , his chords , make me feel so peaceful and relaxed . In fact when i do my homework , i listen to him or another kind of composer . His music takes me to a place outside of this world or dimension , and in that perfect world , i can be whoever , or whatever it is that i want to be at the moment; i can even fly or breathe underwater . Listening to his music in major scales , puts me in a hopeful , or more optimistic mood , where as listeing to his music in minor scales , puts me in a more pessimistic mood . What i really like doing , is imagining . When i imagine different things , i tend to write them down . Its like putting your emotions down on a piece of paper , and so when i listen to Einaudi's pieces , it really makes me imagine things . I remember all the things i have done wrong ; i regret a lot of things i have done ; and i think of who i am going to be in the near or far future . Most of all , i try to think of who it is that i am . Even though i have not written his pieces or composed them , i love them . They are like an untold story yearning to be listened to and understood . Music is beauty itself . It is one of the most important things in my life so that is probably why i take it so seriously . Music is my life , passion and a part of who i am , and everytime I listen to his music , it reminds me of that . That there will be happy endings ; good outcomes , regardless of who you were or what you have done . And music , is just a different language , and another way of explaining how it is that you or I feel or anyone feels . Pieces like rap or music that talks about drugs and alchol , flirting or sexual things , do not really appeal to me . The words are already laid out there . I want to be able to think about it on my own accord . That is why Ludovico Einaudi , is my favorite artist .

Government and day care

The government should not get involved with the day care situation because whatever the government gets its dirty hands on, it corrupts. Some parents make barely enough for a living and if the government provided day care centers, the supervisors and employees of the center would have to get paid too and then the government would most likely raise taxes again. Parents should drop their kids off at a relatives or close friends house before work. This would also ensure the child's safety; where as, children in day care centers might be molested or abused. This could very well be a biased essay, but in my opinion, the government are just all money sucking liars. The government should do its job and only protect the people. They have already done more than enough to ruin our economy; so in conclusion, the day care centers for the children, should be up to the business's or job places that the parents work at and the parents themselves.

Love to Me

Something I value is love . "Love" . Something a lot of people value ; but , to me Love is something different . Similar to loving milk but hating chocolate milk . More like loving Ice cream and cake but not ice cream cake . Love to me , is different . Love is an opportunity ; a change ; something painful , but something soft and caring . Overall , love is the best and worst thing for me . Love is like a thousand beautiful roses that is peacefully blooming on an old country plain with windmills turning in the background . When you smell the roses you smell its sweetness but when you touch it , you bleed . This is probably why i hate roses ; the redness of its petals reminding me of blood and pain . A rose always comes back to hurt you when all you did was want to take some of its beauty with away you . Love is a rose . Sweet and bitter , graceful and hateful , beautiful and scary . Love is the adrenaline in your body when you're excited or anxious . Another way to explain it , is what was written in a book . " A relationship is hostile , needing the other person yet wanting to be acknowledged as independent through the mere independence of the other person , beginning a process of relations and the meaning of independence in this case is the ability to transcend all situations with your own will and ambition . Finally , when you can accept the independence of the other person , that is love . But eventually , it becomes the feeling of possesion over another being and the feelings and relations that one feels at that point it what is called hatred . Therefor , love can only fail ". And that is why Love is something that I value even when it is hated by me .

My Summer '12

My summer was fun. Not the Best , but interesting with many new encounters . I'm not going to lie , the beginning was probably the darkest days of my entire life . But I'm not getting into the details on that particular subject . So I'll take the optimistic route and tell you about that highlights of my summer , Starting with my piano concert . As some of you know i play the piano and take private lessons . At my concert , there was a blonde lady who "forgot" to put my name on the repertoire . To be honest I don't like her . Her heads too big and she glares too much . Moving on , because she "forgot" , she put me in between " I wish I were a fish" and "Ode to Joy [Beethoven]" while I played Mozart's Sonata . That was pretty embarrassing considering how she was supposed to put the songs in order due to the difficulty of the piece  they would play ; she's too ignorant to understand that though . Later that day , My best friend and I went to Bob Evans where we barked at people and then got our nails done afterwards . The next thing we did that summer was go to Myrtle Beach , South Carolina . There's too many things to explain here so I'll just do a brief summary . We went in our camper after packing all of our things up and went south taking us around 16-18 hours . We stayed for a little over 1 1/2 . We went shopping at a nearby outlet mall and we went to a NASCAR Go-Kart track where a hefty guy followed me and my brother around . We ate out every other night . And on our way back , our tire popped in Princeton , West Virginia . It took us 8 hours more to get home . Next I went to Bethany's house and spent the night where we watched a whole bunch of movies . We went to church too and they did some kind of community handshake thing . They gave me some wine too , and earlier in that morning her sister , Ivan , walked in on me when I was peeing which made it really awkward . Last but not least , we bought my first car after going to several dealerships . We went from the 2012 Ford Focus to the Mazda 5 to the car we eventually bought , the 2012 Nissan Versa Hatchback . When we finally drove it home , my dad let me take it for a spin . He sorta taught me how to back out of the driveway but i hit him with the car instead and that resulted with him swearing he would never teach me how to drive , which i guess i can kind of understand . And this was how my summer went .

Michelle Heroco Dean

My name reminds me of many different things
to its meaning , to meadows , even mustaches too !
The Meaning , its meaning , like a god .

The smell of my name , let's see
something sweet , something fancy ,
something french and rolly

my personality , maybe bafoon like
but not being extroverted but
still being me
my name has a thousand different meanings

to me my name is doleful at times
reminding me of where the heroin always dies
a tragedy , it might , but still , the name , my name
has happy moments too

Heroco .
My grandmothers name
dead of a disease
only memories remain

i never knew this woman
who she was , or what she looked like
but somehow , we've been coneected
when her name became my middle name

she died october 10, 1980 .
And then i was born , March 5th , 1997 at 10:00 p.m.
she died , i was born , our numbers matching . get it ?

Dean
my last name
a popular one at that too
from sausasge to milk
to peoples first names too

Michelle Heroco Dean
a unique , strange , and witha taste of asperity
yet intriguing to me , myself , well
my name is me , and this is who i am .
And i'm not afraid to be me.

My #1 Rule

My number one rule , is to not shout in class .  In prior experience , i've learned that not only does it disturbe the classroom atmosphere , but it also effects the other students by not getting a chance to think about the question being asked . In Conclusion , shouting is just a disadvantage to everyone in the classroom .