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Oct .17 Entry #4 An Inside Look at the Cafeteria Workers Volunteering with the Food Recycling Program is such a rewarding experience. Throughout the week, I really look forward to Wednesday, a time that I can take a break from my daily activities to help others. The simple routine of what I do brings such an exciting and joyful feeling to my heart. I have never seen so much food in my life! Today I think we counted 36 buckets. WOW! This is great! Do you know how many mouths this is going to feed? I am so glad that Glenn Hutchinson started the Food Recycling Program, because it helps so many homeless and starving people.

Through the food recycling program, I not only learn about helping others, but I also learn about other people and their feelings., e.g., the cafeteria workers. Many people perceive cafeteria workers by their outside appearance, but once you get to know them, you see what’s on the inside. There is one lady that works in the cafeteria that is so sweet and caring. As my friend and I are doing our "daily duties", she is talking to us about her grandchildren and asks us how we are doing. Then there is the energetic lady that always makes me laugh. She always does crazy things to put a smile on my face. Today, I went to the back room to bring the workers the dirty dishes, and the energetic lady had the radio on and was dancing and singing. It was so hilarious and fun to watch. Through their own individual way, these workers show that they really do care about us. The appreciation and care that I receive makes me grateful for the cafeteria workers and what they do for the students.

http://www.psych.uncc.edu/cdfernal/3480jrnl.html

// __June 9th,2005__ // // The last couple of days have been a pre- teen nightmare. // // My son is a good boy, but has a tendency to lie and hide things. The day before last he hid the fact he was using something he shouldn't have been in the household. My husband specifically told him not to use this product. He was using it and lying to both of us. Then he tried to hide it. He was caught and we were disappointed. Then yesterday I get a call from his teacher. Apparently he had a major project due. It was four days late and was posted weeks ago. He did not even tell us. The teacher was nice enough to give him an extension of two days. However there is a tremendous amount of work to be done. He was doing it since yesterday afternoon and will continue until it is completed. My fiancee and I are baffled by his actions, and he has no answers. It seems like he is going backwards, instead of forward in his behaviour. I knew it was hard being a parent, but sometimes you really have to shake your head and wonder what goes through their minds? //

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//Today I found out I was going to an integrated school. I feel my life will be better, but I am also worried of what the kids will think of me. Their parents are very upset and protesting outside the school. I have mixed feelings about it. I know that if I want to fulfill my dream of becoming a black lawyer, I will need a great education and have to work hard. My life will be nothing without education.// //I just got home from school. It was terrifying. I am usually proud of who I am, but my classmates made me feel ashamed. No one would speak to me and I felt like an outcast. I should have stayed at my old school. I'm never going to be able to become a lawyer learning like this. How could I have thought this would work out? This was the worst day of my life.//
 * August 26, 1963**
 * August 27, 1963**

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__**Characteristics**__ Date Personal Feelings and Reflections 1st Person Sensory Details/Imagery Better one has a title

Relates the events to feelings, reflections, and evaluations Written in the "voice" of the writer
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June 12, 1998 We just finished Game 5 against the Jazz in a loss. We were down 83-81. I got the ball for a catch and release shot to win the game and airballed it… not just missed to the side. I missed the frickin hoop completely... I’m known for being the clutch player, the one who makes the game winning shots… not the guy that fails miserably at an attempt to win. I feel I let the team down in the end. Not much I can do now. We beat this team a year ago, we’re still up 3-2 in the series… next game, its ours. We take it to them. We take this on their home court. June 13, 1998 Game 6 tomorrow. Time to take it to them. I’m not gonna make the same mistake like last game. Clutch time is my time. There’s not gonna be another airball. I will guarantee that. I’m pumped. Nothin’s bringing us down from this run. June 14, 1998 WE DID IT! I feel absolutely amazing. Made up for that airball last game... I stole the ball from Karl (Malone)… guess the mailman didn’t deliver that time now did he? I dribbled upcourt. Crossed over on Byron (Russell), stepped back and nailed the 20 foot jumper to take the lead with about 5 seconds left. The fans thought I pushed off. I don’t know, maybe I did, I was in the moment. The refs didn’t call it, so it was good. Yeah, the Jazz had an attempt to win, but John (Stockton) hit the rim on the 3-pointer. That was it. Game. Third straight championship… my sixth total. So what to do now…?