tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548323664440652092023-11-16T01:28:51.676-05:00SMC Class of 2013 Style“We are told to let our light shine, and if it does, we won't need to tell anybody it does. Lighthouses don't fire cannons to call attention to their shining- they just shine.” ~ Dwight MoodyJoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14078290580713617923noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554832366444065209.post-56017952476921072992010-05-18T10:42:00.001-04:002010-05-24T13:07:09.965-04:00Where I'm FromHey Everyone!!! <br />
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I apologize for not posting in a while, but I have been very busy. B<span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: #ffffff;">etween</span> working at the local pizza place in my town (5 years and counting :) ) and volunteering as a teaching assistant at Hathaway Elementary School, I seem to be searching for time to do anything else. I have been hard at work on a year in review blog about my first year <span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">at <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat;">SMC</span>.</span> If all goes as plan, Part 1 should be up by the end of the week, so stay tuned. <br />
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Today I wanted to share a poem I wrote with my kids. We have been focusing a lot on poetry lately, responding to poems of all different kinds. This week we are focusing on a poem by George Ella Lyons title "Where I am From". After reading and discussing George's poem, the lead teacher and I had the students echo the poem and write their own "Where I am From" poem. Here is mine:<br />
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<div align="center"><strong><em>Where I'm From</em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="left">I am from sandy beaches </div><div align="left"> constantly caressed by waves </div><div align="left"> the giggling of children and the squawking of birds</div><div align="left">I'm from grass cut in straight lines </div><div align="left"> a made for tanning </div><div align="left"> the smell of fresh dough filling the air </div><div align="left"> a growing and ever-changing home </div><div align="left">I am from mountains and trees</div><div align="left"> draped with new fallen snow </div><div align="left"> leaves of every color that crunch under your feet</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">I am from the Red and White </div><div align="left"> <span style="background-color: white;"> <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat;">loc</span><span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat;">kers</span>, backpacks, and books </span></div><div align="left"><span style="background-color: white;"> JKL2, the <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat;">WMP</span> crew, and the tricycle too</span></div><div align="left"><span style="background-color: white;">I'm from small desks and chairs</span> </div><div align="left"> bulbs of budding knowledge </div><div align="left">I am from the Purple and Gold</div><div align="left"> proud knights who care</div><div align="left"> classes and volunteering</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">I am from an angelic nephew</div><div align="left"> an adorable Godfather</div><div align="left"> filling the home with joy and laughter</div><div align="left">I'm from those who love to care </div><div align="left"> always ready to give a helping hand</div><div align="left">I'm from letters and cards </div><div align="left"> pictures from a camera and from kids' hearts</div><div align="left"> never leaving me feeling lonely</div><div align="left"> memories that last forever</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Where are you from? Writing like this can open a door to bringing out the best memories. It can be a leaping pad to other writings. I invite you to write your own Where I'm From. At this point in many of our lives it is so important to look back at our past too see where we have come from. I leave you with the words of George Ella Lyons, "Remember, you are the expert on you. No one else sees the world as you do; no one else has your material to draw on. You don't have to know where to begin. Just start. Let it flow. Trust the work to find its own form." I hope you all enjoy your Summer!!!</div><div align="left"><br />
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, <br />
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And sorry I could not travel both <br />
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And be one traveler, long I stood <br />
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And looked down one as far as I could <br />
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To where it bent in the undergrowth; <br />
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Then took the other, just as fair, <br />
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And having perhaps the better claim, <br />
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Because it was grassy and wanted wear; <br />
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Though as for that passing there <br />
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Had worn them really about the same, <br />
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And both that morning equally lay <br />
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In leaves no step had trodden black. <br />
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Oh, I kept the first for another day! <br />
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Yet knowing how way leads to way, <br />
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I doubted if I should ever come back. <br />
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Somewhere ages and ages hence: <br />
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - <br />
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I took the one less traveled by, <br />
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And that has made all the difference. <br />
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Today in the 5th grade classroom I work in we began our unit on poetry. This poem was the one i shared with my kids as it spoke to my fears over the last year and going to school so far away from home. I shared with them that many of my friends went to state schools like <a href="http://uri.edu/">URI </a>and <a href="http://uri.edu/">RIC</a>, but I decided to travel to VT for school to <a href="http://smcvt.edu/">St. Mikes</a>. I took the road less traveled (to be exact 89 :) ) and ventured into a new chapter -- a decision that I could not be happier that I made. I want to share this poem with all of you to know that it is okay to take the road less traveled, to journey into the uknown, for you never know what you will find. <br />
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STAY TUNED FOR A END OF THE YEAR REFLECTION BLOG!! <br />
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Peace love and hugs, <br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><em>Josh</em></span>Joshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14078290580713617923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554832366444065209.post-49769270691701854672010-04-26T01:30:00.000-04:002010-04-26T01:30:37.359-04:00True Life: My First PDAYHey everyone!!<br /><br />Do you want to see what PDAY was like? Watch this!!<br /><br /><object style="background-image: url("http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/wwpXXVfo3kc/hqdefault.jpg");" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wwpXXVfo3kc&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wwpXXVfo3kc&hl=en_US&fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Joshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14078290580713617923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554832366444065209.post-30376146053542018392010-04-26T01:23:00.000-04:002010-04-26T01:23:31.449-04:00Best of Weeks...Worst of Weeks<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This time at school is a really difficult time - mentally, emotionally, and physically. First, since it is the end of the semester classes are crazy -- everyday it seems there are more and more assignments being handed out. To make it more difficult, it has been sunny so much and all my friends and I want to do is lay and/or play outside -- not homework. To add onto the stresses of homework, comes the stresses of leaving friends. In 5 days I will close my last box and move home. Moving home to me, is moving 1.5 hours away from my best friend and various amounts of hours from my other friends. Do not get me wrong, I am stoked to go home, but at the same time I love my friends here. To make leaving worse, I have become very close this week with a lot of people and now there really is not time to let things grow because now we will have a 3 month break. Also, last week was also physically demanded; back to back meetings, homework, classes, programs, and work led to little to no sleep. My body at times felt like it was going to give up, but it persevered and I made it to the weekend!!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">THIS WEEKEND WAS THE BEST WEEKEND OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! On Friday, my best friends and I watched a movie and spent a lot of time together since it was my last weekend on campus. Friday night was an early night though because we all knew that the next day would be a long one. Saturday, was the best day of my life -- literally. Not only was it one of my best friends' birthday, but it was also <span style="color: purple;">PDAY</span>. <span style="color: purple;">Pday</span> stands for Preparation Day and it falls on the last Saturday before finals week. It is meant to provide a chance for all SMC students to come together and have fun. Whether its the friends, the inflatables, or the massive amounts of food, every one has a fun day on <span style="color: purple;">PDAY</span>. I was able to work and make $100 by helping out the SA and running a couple of tables (token table and bubbles boot). This was the best $100 I have ever made!!!!!!!!!! The night of <span style="color: purple;">Pday</span> a friend of mine asked me to watch the sunrise, and even though it would mean I would be up for more than 20 hours, I agreed. This was the best decision of my life, for now this friend has become another best friend. We were able to talk and share stories as the clock ticked to 6 am. After the sunrise, it was time to go to bed and I closed my eyes after the best day ever. </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I look forward to what this week will bring and look forward to sharing it with all of you. </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
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Peace Love and Hugs<br />
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JoshJoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14078290580713617923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554832366444065209.post-4558911058149121932010-04-19T01:26:00.000-04:002010-04-19T01:26:58.681-04:00MY FIRST VLOG!!!<object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/s7xrj4W5nNk/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7xrj4W5nNk&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7xrj4W5nNk&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>Joshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14078290580713617923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554832366444065209.post-55533387872401890562010-04-15T23:20:00.011-04:002010-04-16T01:30:52.016-04:00THE CHALLENGE OF CHALLENGESOn Monday night, <a href="http://www.smcvt.edu/">Saint Michael's College</a> hosted <a href="http://www.rachelschallenge.org/main.php">Rachel's Challenge</a> in the Ross Sports Center. Now believe me, I have witnessed some powerful speakers and I have attended life-changing conferences, but none of them compared to the witness talk from Rachel Scott's father on Monday night. Rachel Scott was the first student shot in the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Columbine_High_School_massacre">Columbine High School Massacre</a>, but before she left, she recorded her goals in a diary, which left a lasting legacy - a few words that would inspire millions including myself. In one of her last papers, Rachel wrote about the importance of spreading kindness and making a positive impact on the world. Rachel's father Darrel, in his witness talk, challenged attendees to a few things:<br />
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1. Stop Prejudice (the act of judging those before you know who they really are)<br />
2. Write down your goals <br />
3. Commit to kindness and peace<br />
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I have thought about and reflected upon the act of judgment a lot here at Saint Michael’s College. In high school, judging others was part of life. My friends and I constantly talked about others, made fun of others, and even sent each other embarrassing pictures we took of people who looked or acted differently than we did. Some of my friends idolized the girls of the movie <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0377092/">Mean Girls</a>, which led to that label sticking to some by the victims of our efforts. In retrospect, much of my behavior was despicable and inappropriate. Towards the end of the year, I found out that I was on a “hit list” of a fellow student. My personal safety was in danger because I let myself become someone I truly was not. Rachel was different. She strived to be friends with the lower of the social chain. When others looked away, Rachel stood up. A story that really hit home with me was a story of Rachel approaching a girl in a cafeteria who was sitting alone, sat, and ate lunch with her. So many times, I have mocked and teased those who sat by themselves, why did I not have the power to step up and reach out a helping hand? Monday night I committed myself to a new way of life – I committed myself to reaching out my hand not to point a finger, but rather to help.<br />
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Along with this goal to be a better person, I was also inspired to write down other goals. Rachel, in diaries and journals, wrote down her goals and because they were written down, she was constantly reminded and was able to achieve them. This blog is my journal – a window into my heart and soul, it will now be the home of my written goals.<br />
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Goal #1 – Take every bit of every opportunity given to me in the coming months and year, do my best, and make a difference in as many lives as possible. <br />
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Goal #2 – Show my parents that Saint Michael’s College is the place where I can evolve into a proactive adult citizen of the United States of America. I was fortunate enough to have parents that are the main financers of my college education, and it is now time for me to show them why I need to be here. <br />
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Goal #3 – Be a better student and learn how to balance all my volunteer programs with my academics.<br />
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These are my three goals, three goals that I will work hard to achieve not only for me, but also for the people around me and in Rachel’s memory. I challenge you, as Darrel challenged me, to write down your goals and do everything you can to achieve them. <br />
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The last part of the presentation Monday night was a commitment to spreading kindness and peace. At the end of the talk, Darrel had a few more challenges for attendees. The first was to admit that there was someone we needed to forgive in our lives. For me, it was a friend I had not talked to in months and immediately upon returning to my dorm, I began a continuous dialogue dedicated to repairing my friendship with her. Whom do you need to forgive? What do you need to let off your shoulders to let you be at peace? Let it go. It is okay to be scared to forgive or not want to forgive those who may have hurt you, but only through atonement comes absolute peace. Next, Darrel challenged us to think of people we were grateful for and challenged us to let them know we loved them and were grateful for them. Who are you grateful for? Whom do you love, but have not told them lately? It is never too late to let these people know that you love them and thank them for being there for you. Finally, we were challenged to commit ourselves to living like Rachel did – a challenge to live a life committed to kindness. I forward this challenge to you. Live your life with kindness. Be there for people, love people, and be beacons of light on a cloudy day. <br />
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Peace, love, and hugs<br />
Josh<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">“Follow your heart, but be quiet for a while first. Ask questions, then feel the answer. Learn to trust your heart.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I believe that when one goes to college they found out who they really are -- lives change and veer into directions not known. This happened to me at St. Mikes. Volunteerism took over my life. Thanks to the programs in the <a href="http://www.smcvt.edu/move/"><span style="color: blue;">Move</span></a> office, I have been able to find an outlet for my passion to help others. Sure classes and grades are important, but truthfully, your impact on the world matters more. In his inaugural address, President John Fitzgerald Kennedy made a plea to all Americans, "Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country.” How do I answer this plea to help America? I serve. I volunteer. Although it has caused stress in my life, often due to over involvement, I still follow my heart and continue my work because I trust that it is what the right thing to do is. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The program that I most heavily am involved with is International Outreach Homework Club. Early in my first semester, I signed up for this program thinking that it would be an outlet to continue tutoring those who were having difficulty in class, but little did I know, I would find so much more. The city of <a href="http://onioncity.com/"><span style="color: blue;">Winooski, VT</span></a>, unbeknownst to so many, has a large refugee population that includes refugees from countries in Africa, Asia, and the Middle East. International Outreach Homework Club works with students in the ELL (English Language Learners) programs at both <a href="http://www.winooski.k12.vt.us/2076101020115449533/site/default.asp"><span style="color: blue;">JFK Elementary School</span></a> and<a href="http://www.winooski.k12.vt.us/207610102011545047/site/default.asp"><span style="color: blue;"> JFK Middle School</span></a>. These students, who range from those who can read a book, to those who can read a sentence, to those who struggle with sounding a letter, work so hard to achieve in American schools and I am honored to have the opportunity to work with them and help them achieve their goals. Since the beginning of this semester, I have become the coordinator of International Outreach Club and am now responsible for recruiting volunteers and making sure the program runs smoothly on a weekly basis. Fortunately, I am still able to work hands on with the students. I can truly say I have learned so much from these kids. I have learned what it is like to help someone who truly is lost in his or her learning. One day when I was working at the middle school, one my students stated, "I think I'm just going to get an F because there is no hope for me." This statement made my heart plummet, my student wanted to give up because she felt she could not ever succeed. America is a country where dreams CAN come true. For refugees, it is a safe haven, a place to attain a better life. In little ways, I hope that I am helping my students to attain this better life when I work with them every Monday and Tuesday. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Working with ELL students has become my passion. This is not something I would ever get the opportunity to do in my small town in Rhode Island. I am so thankful to MJ Jaird (my predecessor) for creating this program and inviting me to take part, for it has truly truly changed my life. I encourage all of you to sign up for a program -- no matter what school you go to or where you are in the world, I hope that you sign up to Volunteer. I promise you, with the fullest sincerity of heart, there is no better joy that can be felt than the joy of helping others. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p>Until next time - Peace, Love, and Hugs, </o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p><i><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Josh </span></i></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><br />
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</span>Joshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14078290580713617923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554832366444065209.post-26096527463117208252010-04-06T21:49:00.001-04:002010-04-06T21:49:03.393-04:00Just made a flikr account :)Hey Everyone!!<br />
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I just wanted to invite all of you to my new Flikr account. I have added some pics from throughout the semester. Please visit <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/joshsmc13/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/joshsmc13/</a> and let me know what you think!! <br />
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JoshJoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14078290580713617923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554832366444065209.post-34789658774590484452010-04-06T18:01:00.000-04:002010-04-06T18:01:15.134-04:00Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, Current Students and Prospective Students from across the US I introduce you to... ME<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: blue;">Hey Everyone!!</span></div><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My name is <span style="color: red;">Joshua Miranda</span> and I am currently a <span style="color: red;">first year</span> at <span style="color: purple;">Saint Michael's College</span>. There is only about 24 days until <span style="color: orange;">summer</span> begins and I <span style="color: red;">cannot believe</span> the school year is almost over. Since I began here, people have been telling me that every year after your first year flies by, but even this year did. It is hard to think that in three short years I will leave this <span style="color: purple;">wonderful place</span> and begin my future. Fortunately, I still have these <span style="color: purple;">24 days and 3 years</span> to live my life and be <span style="color: red;">ME!</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">While I am not living in the<span style="color: purple;"> GREAT</span> city of <span style="color: purple;">Colchester, VT</span>, I live in a <span style="color: blue;">small town</span> in <span style="color: red;">Rhode Island</span> called <span style="color: red;">Portsmouth</span>. Portsmouth is one of the<span style="color: red;"> best places</span> to be on Earth and <span style="color: blue;">I miss it</span> so much sometimes when I am at school. As a student at <span style="color: red;">Portsmouth High School</span>, I was an avid student leader and participated/organized/helped out in as many events as possible, which truly helped me with the path I have taken at <span style="color: purple;">SMC.</span> I have a <span style="color: blue;">supportive family</span> back home who I still <span style="color: blue;">call/text everyday</span> (yep I miss my mommy and other family a lot :) ). <span style="color: orange;">Summers</span> in RI are great and often consist of <span style="color: orange;">daily beach relaxation</span> (cannot wait). Although <span style="color: red;">Patriot (our school mascot was the Portsmouth Patriot) blood</span> still flows through my body, <span style="background-color: purple; color: orange;">Purple and Gold Knight blood</span> has mixed in. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Saint Michael's College is definitely the <span style="color: purple;">only place</span> I would rather be if I were not at <span style="color: red;">home</span>. There is <span style="color: blue;">so much to do here</span> and it is <span style="color: blue;">so easy to get involved</span>. Currently I am a member of the <span style="color: purple;">Vision team for <a href="http://www2.smcvt.edu/cministry/">VITA</a></span> (campus ministry), a member of the <span style="color: purple;">Core team for <a href="http://www.smcvt.edu/move/">Move</a></span> (Mobilization of Volunteer Efforts), Coordinator of <span style="color: purple;">International Outreach Homework Club</span> (a refugee homework help program), Coordinator and Founder of <span style="color: purple;">Autism Awareness Week</span>, Co-leader of <span style="color: purple;">Connections</span> (small faith sharing group at SMC), and also participate in other on campus activities. I am an <span style="color: lime;">Elementary Ed</span> and <span style="color: lime;">American Studies major</span> with a <span style="color: lime;">Religious Studies</span> minor (double major + minor = <span style="color: lime;">crazy life</span> :) ). <span style="background-color: purple; color: orange;">My passion is working with kids and helping them succeed in anything they want to. </span></div><br />
I have loved my first year so far at St. Mike's (<span style="color: purple;">great teachers, great classes, and great friends</span>) and look forward to continuing my next few years of college life at the <span style="background-color: purple; color: orange;">greatest school ever</span>!<br />
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