søndag 9. november 2014

My opinion (last few words)

Oh, hello again!

This will be the only short post in my blog, I promise. Cheers to the last post!
So, I think this was really funny, this project, this trip, this happy feeling that I’ve got. I think it was something new of course. It was something new this trip. Instead of class with blackboards, pencils and books home in Norway, I experienced the US in a completely new and different way. In addition, I must say…quiet
moment of truth…I really liked it. It was really exciting to write a new post every week, and to write like I wanted to write, because it is a blog. I would like to do this another time too, but maybe different from this trip.
I think that I did as well as I did. Nothing more to say (if you know what I mean). I wrote and I saw as good as I could, hoping it was good enough. But really, I think I did a good job.


Many hugs from Ingrid Kristine (for the last time in this blog) :) <3

A famous historical person

Cheers! Salud! Hola! Hello! Moreover …drums please…greetings! My old friend is back at last…

Hi! I’m here, I’m still alive people! My journey is slowly turning towards the end. But not my humor! Aren’t you sick of this blog yet? Not me either. It’ll be sad to quit. I’m sitting on a bench in Canyon Road! This is so amazing! This road I mean. Do you remember that I told you about Canyon Road earlier in this blog? Well, even words can’t describe how amazing this is, now that I’m standing/sitting here. I’ve waited for Canyon Road for so long, and now I’m suddenly here. I literally threw myself into my rent car, and the gas almost got through the car floor! Okay, I’m overdramatizing this trip, but that’s probably because I’m so eager. So, we’re done with the eager thing… Here’s a sad message. I’m sorry, but…ugh…this is hard to say…sigh…, but this is my last post. EVER. I’m almost bursting out in tears, so be patient with me you happy human. That’s why I’m travelling to Canyon Road this late. I’ve saved the best! I know, you know, my best friend knows that I’m smart…(joking) J. Oh! My best friend! For a few weeks ago, I tricked here to believe that I still were in Norway! She called me (it was in the middle of the night in Norway), and then I pretended to be angry at her because she somehow called me in the middle of the night. But it wasn’t late at all. Actually, I wasn’t even tired. It was so fun to trick her! She is so angry! J So I promised her that I’d make it better for her…We’ll meet up and discuss some things for our blogs. She writes her own blog too you know. Actually she writes really good, and funny, and smart, and really English. I’m looking towards to meet her in Canyon Road. She have never even been in New Mexico before! What a shock! She have just walked along the roads in Hollywood and cities like that…Sigh. (I’m almost at the edge of getting a new best friend here. That’s what I need. Someone who have actually been in this part of America before). Yeah, this was my first time to New Mexico too…I know, I have nothing to say…Like that’s going to stop me.

Soooooo, do you want to know what happened in Canyon Road? Katarina (my long gone friend) has left the street. I’m sitting here alone with my pc on a single table, in Canyon Road J My trip home hasn’t come yet. We talked about the theme for our new post on our own blogs. We thought that we could set them together! That would be fun. Right? Fun? Yeah, we’ll do it anyway. Nothing you can do or say (please don’t be angry). We’re going to write about a famous historical person! Yey! I’ll write about Aretha Franklin because it would be boring to write about someone else, she is a musician and she is a girl (still not dead). You wonder who Aretha Franklin is? She is just the queen of soul! Partially in pop too. (Can’t believe you didn’t knew that. You see, I can read minds, joking). Here we go.

Aretha Louise Franklin were born on March 25th, 1942 in Memphis Tennessee in the USA. She were born as one of five children. As a little girl, she used to sing with her father and her sister in her father’s church. Aretha’s father played the piano, and the two girls sang. There they sang gospel. Aretha learned to play piano there too. As a little girl, she grew up among celebrities, because her father were a well-known pastor.
He often played piano on tours, and one day Aretha came with him to sing. She met many celebrities on their tour, but one that excelled was Sam Cook. He was a huge inspiration to Aretha, even though he just had gone over to new pop in his singing style. Guessing time! How old was Aretha Franklin when she recorded her first single? 24? 30? 50?! These were all good guesses, but she was actually 18 years! Her first single was called: “The gospel song of Aretha Franklin”. Since Aretha now were a musician, she was working under the record label that’s called Columbia Records. She did very well, and many people loved her music. Soon she was very well-known. However, after a while she switched record label. Aretha didn’t feel like she’d reached what she was capable of, so she switched. Just as simple as that. Her new record label company was called Atlantic Records. She did very well in this record label! She sang more songs, she gave out tons of new songs, and one of them that set footprints all over people’s brains was Respect. This song gave her the title: “Queen of soul”, because it is a strong text that reached into many people’s hearts. It also became the signature text for her.
Under this company, (Atlantic Records) she won more than two Grammys over the past years! These Grammy’s were mostly for her singing and her singing style. Okay…puh. Lots of facts! My hands just goes over the keyboard so fast sometimes. That’s what happens when you have a lot on your mind, right? Here’s another important thing. She sing, as you’ve probably noticed, a lot of soul and pop. Nevertheless, she also sing R&B. This is Rhythm and Blues. Soul…hmm. I like soulJ. For me, soul is music where you sing with your soul literally, really deep. It’s where you sing every word and really mean it. I think that that’s what Aretha Franklin does. She sings with her soul, and many of her songs is about herself and the struggle with her life, but also about other things that many people find interesting and deep. Why is she so well-known? I don’t know. Maybe it’s because of her incredibly huge personality, or her voice that enchants everybody nearby. Again, I’m not an expert. But her songs are really good, and under that time when she started her carrier, it was hard. Especially because it was segregation and she is black. However, she stood up and she was herself more than anyone else was. #truewords
I once came over a song that’s called: “I say a little prayer”, and for a while, I listened to this song a thousand times. “Sing a little pray for me” Oh shit! That’s just great! Fantastic! Fabulous! Another song stuck in my brain. I wonder how long time it will take before this one is gone again. Last time it wasn’t properly gone before several weeks later… Well...We have an end to reach, haven’t we?

That’s my last post that I wrote on my last day here in USA. I had so much fun! Now looking back to all my new memories from Orlando, New Mexico and all of the rest J I’m looking forward to travel home again, and I’ll of course (totally unexpected) take the same airplane home as my best friend Katarina is. I hope you learned a lot from all the pages I wrote. Some of them were a little bit long and others were really short. (Kidding. None of my posts was short). I also hope that you understood this one, because I have a little hard time understanding it myself, AND! You must not, under any circumstances, stop reading the lovely travelling blogs that’s being posted every single year. Mine is just one of many more. Remember that you smart friend. You’re my friend now, you know that? Right? Oh, you didn’t knew. Oh well…Through all this weeks with writing…I had so much fun! You have no idea how it is to write early in the morning, in the middle of the
day, or sometimes late at night. Because it is so much fun! J I think it has been fun, because I could write, as I wanted it. In my picture of image if you understand. Time to pack up. I’m going to miss America, I can’t argue with that. But I really miss Norway…So…One, two, three.
We’ll hopefully writes next time!


Many hugs from Ingrid Kristine J <3

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My script from a performance I once had about Aretha Franklin

søndag 2. november 2014

An historical event which I think is interesting

Hello cheerful humans…or people? Things? Oh, whatever

I’m back for more action and books! I want to write about an historical event that have taken place in the US a long time ago. Hmm…I was really thinking about what I wanted to write about for a long time. Then I finally came up with the perfect idea! You see, I read a book once that was called Time Riders, (loved that book). It was about these three people who travelled in time to fix what others did wrong. Haven’t heard of it? No? Oh well. In addition, one day they travelled to November 22nd, 1963. To Dallas in Texas in the United States of America. Hah! You didn’t see that coming did you?! Yes, I’m going to write about the death of president John. F. Kennedy. First I thought about the twin towers and all the ashes from that day (which was also in the book), but then a bird whispered in my ear. Write about something unusual. Something that’s unexpected. Okay, that sounded really great in my head, but now I understand that it is absolutely not. Now that I see my writing on the screen: “A bird whispered in my ear”.
So since this historical event of President Kennedy’s death was in the book, and I already knew much about it, I figured out that it would be really funny and nice to write about him. Ready for even more facts? Are you sure you’re body and mind can take it? I’ve heard that it is really mind blowing, this texts…(only a few persons got my bad joke). Well, I’m not responsible for any huge catastrophe at home. It’s your choice…I’m now taking you back to Dallas, Texas in 1963. I will tell the first part of this story as if we were there.

We are now located in Dallas, Texas. The sun is bright above us and the dry sand on the warm asphalt is sticking to our shoes. Can you manage to do this? Close your eyes for a few seconds and imagine this. You are doing it? Great! (I now feel like a real guide). You are standing on the sidewalk and glaring around
after a black limousine with no roof. Suddenly the black car approaches the street we are in and every single people around is smiling, yelling and waving their hands in the warm air. Inside the car, President John F, Kennedy is sitting beside his wife, all happy. He is visiting the capital in Texas. You are starting to get excited too, and you’re hands goes straight up in the air. I’m happy as well. I’m really happy! Then suddenly everyone is screaming and running around in panic, so instead of yelling nice words like: “God bless him”, they say: “OMG! God help us!” A high gunshot sound filled the warm day with chaos and heartbeat. We are slowly walking towards the black car that just keep on driving along the road. You are glaring after the president of the United States. The one that were smiling two seconds ago. Nevertheless, we both understand that he is dead. Shot in the head with a gun from far away.

Tada! I did it! I told the story in a different way! Did you like it? A little bit short though… Well, this was my first time. Moving on.
If you didn’t understand what was happening when we were there, then you better pay attention now. What really happened that day? I’ve asked that question to myself many times. When I read that book, and in this very moment of glory. (Many times, sarcastic). But the point is…President John F. Kennedy was the 35th president of the US. He lived in 46 years before he were assassinated in 1963, 22nd of November, 12:30 pm. He was travelling through Dallas in Texas in his black limousine, because of business in the town. He drove through the city with his wife (Jacqueline), the Texas Governor (John Connally), and the Governor’s wife (Nellie). All these names…I don’t think that I’ll remember these names after I’m done with this journey. However, I’ll give it a try. The president and his companions were driving through the city park. There were green grass (which I saw in a video) and many people gathering around to see the smiling president. His wife (Jacqueline) were talking to him like wives so often do to their husbands, and then suddenly! A bullet flew right through Kennedy’s head. Blood spilled all over his wife. Jacqueline were screaming so loud. In this video, I saw, Jacqueline is climbing over the back of the car, trying to help a man to get inside the limousine
(which were still driving away from the crime scene). I think the man was a security dude or something like that. Don’t judge me! I’m not an expert! Later that day in a hospital, the president of the United States was declared dead. Enough with the president thingy already! Moving on to the gun-part! That’s what you’re really wondering about, right? So the question you’re still asking yourself now is (even though you may know the answer), who shot a hole in Kennedy’s head, which was so shocking to the world? There was of course a man that were caught, and his name was Lee Harvey Oswald, but was it really him? Was he the only one
behind this madness? The sniper used a weapon called an Italian
Carcano rifle, but the real thing here is that
it was found on the 6th floor of the Texas School Book Depository. Obviously, the sniper shot from this
building. (Here comes another question). Was he the only sniper? In the book I told you about, there were
page up and page down about these theories. It stood that if one person left his place, or became to cowardly to do the job, another person from another perspective of view would shoot instead. Which is really smart once you think about it, but in the real world there were shot four times. Three from the dude that were caught and one from another place! Well, that’s what the internet is saying at least. Today, there are still many people saying that it was just one person behind this assassination, but over 50% is saying the
opposite. That there were more than one person shooting at the president. If you ask me, I would say that there were more than one person behind this. More than one mind, more than one eye, more than one rifle. That’s my theory.

Ah! I love this kind of things! The mysteries that’s just waiting for you to catch up with them. I love the way I like to solve them. Even though it can be hard at times. Even though it exists mysteries that can or cannot be solved, (sounded like Shakespeare one second there). However, that was all I had for this time guys! Hope you enjoyed it! Hope you loved, shared, laughed and spilled you’re morning coffee all over it! LOL. (You know that LOL sounds really funny in English?). Goodbye matesJ. Moreover, here it comes:
We writes next time
J.

Many hugs from Ingrid Kristine J <3


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