My Favorite Quotes

Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well. ~Robert Louis Stevenson

 Robert was a writer who was born in Scotland in November of 1850.  He had no interest in the family business of lighthouse engineering. His journeys led to some of his early literary works. He published his first volume at the age of 28.  After his adventure through life he then died in December of 1894.

 This quote speaks to me because with the deeper meaning behind it we can mostly all of us can relate to. 

 The meaning of this quote to me is that someone might have an almost perfect life now with the best “hand”. You on the other hand. might feel you have a horrible “hand” that will never play out in your favor.  Your just sitting there thinking all I have is a bunch of mixed and matched characteristics that will never go together.  However over time the “cards” will mend together and you will end out the WINNER of the game.

 Therefore this quote helps me keep in mind when things might not be going my way.  This is because even though thing aren’t playing right my “hand” has got my back and will help me through life.

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Houston

The tall buildings; so many attractions.  Ah Houston: my favorite place to go in Texas.        

When in Houston I always go to the Houston zoo. It is a great and super fun activity.  The first thing I want to see when I go is the giraffes, but unfortunately they are towards the back.  So my family and I walk through the zoo like it is a museum following a certain path. After we are done seeing the monkeys; elephants and giraffes and all in between. we dicide to usually take a break for Dip and Dots and lemonade and cool down on those hot summer days. Then we usually go see the reptiles. My dad usually wants to stay out side but we drag him in. I enjoy walking into the room and seeing a american white alligator in front of me. 

After doing that I love going to the Houston Museum of Natural Science.  When my family and I go there we try to see something different every time, but the one thing we see every time is the gem exhibit.  The first thing we look for is our birthstones as we are walking around we try to find the pretest gem.  We search this room of black felt draping the pole holding up the cases with lights shining on the gem and name.  This section leads us to looking at the minerals my favorite one is the Natrolite.  Another place we go is the gem vault to see what these gems and minerals are turned into.

Another place I enjoy going is the Houston Aquarium. I love going on the Shark Voyage ride.  This ride is a blast for me because we get to go in this clear tunnel, and sharks swim over our heads!  When we walk through all the exhibits and see the different species.  I can’t believe how they make some of the rooms look so similar to the actual habitat of the species.  When we pass the white tigers I just stop and stare because they just sit there, and are the most fascinating thing to admire.

These are just of few reasons Houston is the greatest place to be for a week(end) trip.  With my experiences I can absolutely say there is no better place to be.

 

 

His Hollow of Dispair

the zutons:how does it feel?

“Watch your step while we’re down here.  Now everyone, this is the last known place of the Phantom of the Opera. It was the opening night of ‘Don Juan Triumphant’ every thing was going smooth until… the man playing the lead guy was put to death… Christine was taken under the opera house and people followed.”

I start to scan the room just to figure out what this place really was.  Also I want to know what we will encounter on this tour. However all I see is black, black, and more black.  No sight of light any where except the ones put in just for the tour.  Directly in front of me I see a cloak thrown over a chair.  A chair: covered with black and the deepest of the deep purple.  What really caught me off guard was the scarlet red cloak thrown over the chair.  

“What is that on the chair?” I asked I must of looked pretty stupid with puzzled look I had on my face.  “That my dear is the throne of the phantom. That is the last known of place the phantom.  Most people say he just disappeared.  Come along everyone nothing to be afraid of.”

As we get closer and closer I start to see that the cloak was not meant to be red it was just . . . blood!  Knowing the history of the phantom of the opera it was easy to tell exactly where the bold came from.

We enter a cavern to find . . . stacks of rope, rope, and even more rope.  You would need ten times the size of our tour group to even get near the amount of rope.  All of a sudden chills run down my back.

As we are leaving out of the corner of my eye I notice an organ.  The organ was blacker than black not even sure what color to call it.  As I get closer I notice there is still music on it. Barely even able to make out the words: The Music of the Night.

“Come on its time to go Mark.”: Raoul’s nephew.

 

 

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