Courtny's Blog

Why Must I Pretend to be?…

cbeason — Wed, 30 Mar 2011 13:58:29 +0000

Why must I pretend to be a butterfly?

When it is clear to see that I am a moth.

Why is it that you can except a bee

But not a wasp?

Why do you mistake me for a tiger?

When I am a leopard.

When I want to be me…accept me

When I want to be heavily burdened…

Burden me.

Why must I pretend to be……

ME!

-Courtny Beason

Seven Things I Can Do To Make This World a Better Pace

cbeason — Thu, 03 Mar 2011 14:55:48 +0000

I can stop racism.
I can help people when they are trying to carry something and there hands are full. I could grab something for them.
I can support someone if they are going to do something they might not be good at. I could boost them up.
I could help a friend if there family is going through a tough time and they need someone to vent to. They could vent to me.
When someone is trying to vent to I could listen and tell them something to help them.
I can pull someone up if they feel like they mean noting to the world.
I can recycle things and reuse them instead of throwing them away and harming the earth.

These are some things that I can do to help our earth. What can YOU do to make our world a better place?

I Love My Feelings

cbeason — Thu, 03 Mar 2011 14:28:47 +0000

There are five senses, Touch, Feel,Hear,Smell,and Taste. This blog post is to tell you which one I would hate to lose the most.

I would absolutely hate to lose feel, because I could never feel my moms kiss against my check or my dad’s great big bear hugs. I could never feel my sister cling to me when she is scared. If I ever did lose feel, I would just deal with it. Here is the way I would deal with it: I would hug people very rarely the reason being is because there is no point for me to be hugged when I wouldn’t be able to feel the other persons warmth against me. I would not let people kiss me, because I would not feel there cold but slightly warm lips against mine.

This is the sense that I would hate to lose most. If I lost this sense it would my worst nightmare.

Our Christmas Eve Tradition

cbeason — Mon, 03 Jan 2011 15:04:38 +0000

It was Christmas Eve and it was tradition that every Christmas eve my dad would read us twas the night before Christmas. That was the one thing that my sister and I were very excited about so it was that time. We ran up stairs jump up and down of excitement and said dad, dad it is time for you to read us twas the night before Christmas and he said first I have something to tell you and we said what. Then he told us our grandmother was going to stay the night at our house so that she could see us open our gifts. My sister and my were very excited cause we hardly get to see our grandmother. Then he came with more news that my Aunt Kay and Uncle Dave were going to drive over here tomorrow in the morning at eight o’clock in the morning to also see us open our gifts. But, one catch to that was we could not open our gifts until they got there “which was ok I guess”! Now that we have heard the news we asked my dad can we go read the book now and he said ok that’s fine. That’s when we raced downstairs jumped on the bed yelling dad come on he was down stairs now and we all laid down and listened to him read it and when he was almost down with the story, both me and my sister were asleep but then my dad woke us up and said we have two more things to do. Then me and my sister knew both of them first we had to lay out cookies and milk for Santa then carrots and chocolate milk for the reindeer and then we had to write a letter for Santa which was so much fun . After that all of us, my mom, dad, grandma, me and my sister had to sit around the tree and open one gift which it was candy! This is really yum. The candy was life saviors. That is all of our Christmas traditions.

R.I.P Aunt Helen

cbeason — Wed, 08 Sep 2010 14:02:49 +0000

How was your summer? Mine was good but bad. I am going to tell you about the bad thing because it means the most to me! The bad thing is that my aunt (Helen Henifer) got diagnosed with lung cancer in September. The adults got told in September but the kids got told a day or two after Christmas. It was a terrible late Christmas present! Ok so now every body knew about her having cancer. I would say about a week or two later she went to the hospital and boy did we think that it was her time to pass. But, thankfully it wasn’t it was just that the lung cancer had spread to her back. This put her in more pain. Let me remind you that she did not want to fight because she had fought ammonia twice and some other bad sickness and she was tired of fighting. Which my family understood, so then she started to look real bad and did not want anyone to see what she looked like. Then she stayed in her house for about two months. Then on August 18, 2010 she took a breathing treatment then she layed down and never woke up! We all know what that means. August 18 is a very special day to me. Here is my saying: cherish your moments with family and friends!