My name is Daniel and I was born into a Christian home. When I was a child I was taught to pray before
meals and before bedtime. Early on I trusted on the Lord Jesus and growing up I knew that in a loving
Christian home it was Christ centered. When I was about eighteen or nineteen I thought about doing
criminology and possibly law school. At the time I was not as smart instead I went into music. I have
a Bachelor's Degree in Music playing the trumpet from the University of Victoria and many times I
apply to professional orchestras. It is quite difficult to get in because they want small numbers depending on
the size of the orchestra. Most times they want one or two trumpet players. As of this moment I'm happy being
here in the Law Enforcement Program and I enjoy it a lot by working hard and going through the struggles of
getting through school.
Hi Students: i sent everyone an email but just in case you didnt get it. Brenda has the course package for this course which contains all the readings. This week is dedicated to give you time to complete the readings before the class starts next Monday April 13.
At Ashley apartments there are large clusters of residents’ mailboxes that appear in front of each building. Each cluster has a couple of dozen individual mailboxes each opened by a resident’s key. The system works well but the mailboxes have one problem. These mailboxes need to be repaired immediately because they create a bad image for the apartments. They have crumbling plaster and rotten wood. Few people looking for an apartment and seeing the mailboxes would decide not to rent at Ashley apartments. The current renters are also affected by the sagging, chipped boxes and lose respect for the apartment complex. This disrespect can be seen in the increase of litter because garbage bags are casually tossed beside the dumpster, not inside them. The most significant reason to repair the plaster and metal is a safety issue. The boxes are made of wood, plaster, and metal. Children play in the parking lots which are next to the mailboxes. One day soon a child may run right into one of the wooden boxes or sharp edges. Clearly it’s time to fix the situation.
A burning soul, a falling star
A broken dream, an open scar
Voices whisper in the breeze
Forgotten secrets in the trees
Dried up tears, an untold story
You never even came back for me
The ones I missed, the words you spoke
With your arrival I awoke
With your departure, I've fallen deep
Beneath the earth, eternal sleep
I am a child trapped inside an older womans body, release me and i will become young again, this woman you see now is kind, obligated, and determined to do whats right in life. A role model for young ones and listener to those who are older. Mature of course, but only in times that are needed, very shy but at the same time outgoing.
I have a question that really ponders in my head day in and day ouy. It's how will i be in the next 20 years and where will i be? and i go by a quote" Nothing is set in stone" so my plans will varie.
I am a collage student, taking indiginous studies to get my adult diploma and be an adult graduate. I have moved from a small reservation and now living out on my own at the NVIT Housing and have finished my first semester and now im just going through my second semester. I am determined and dedicated to finishing off my terms in collage to become an anthrologist in the near future.