Letter

Letter of Complaint
October 30, 2008



Dear who may it concern,


I’m a currently an enrolled senior student here at Greater Lowell Technical High School. I’m not one with a background of a discipline record of any kind. I’m here to express my freedom of speech, my rights, and personal belief. Thank you in advanced for your time.

On October 30, 2008 I was handed a check from my mother who had agreed graciously to pay for my senior dues, at the total sum of $95.00. When I was handed the check, I was told give it to the proper authorities as soon as possible. When I explained that I could not hand the check over until the end of the school day, she was dumfounded.

With such a strict discipline policy on electronic devices she would have imagined a more sensible way to handle this situation. With the faculty having the knowledge of student body theft rate, with Ipods and other valuables. She and I cannot see the reason to have students walking around with hundred dollar checks in our pockets, backpacks, and ECT.

So as she pleased, I attempted to hand over my check to correct authority. I know this was not looked very high upon and there was a proper far warning there where to be no payments of senior dues, until 2 o’clock. But with the check being property of my mother, and the money not being mine, I at least had to attempt to hand this check in.

With the though of having a faculty who where understanding and reasonable, I went along with this plan. I was early for my history course; this seemed like a very suitable time to hand over this check. With the classroom being right next-door, and the second bell still at a wait it seemed very logical.

On my attempt I polity knocked at the door, knowing there where no students inside, I was welcomed to enter. When I tried to explain my reasoning, I was completely scolded at. With my attempt of being polite, proper, and use of manners I had nothing but the expectations of this being given in return. This was not the case in this event. When I tried to give an insight on my situation I was rudely talked down to. I have never felt so disrespected, insignificant, and attacked by another being in my life.

A simple polite reply would have been more appropriate. Respect is one of the schools policies. Age or power does not exempt anyone from the fact that, respect is a one-way street, which can only be met in the middle.

I was rudely told to come back at the first bell of 11th period. When this time accrued I was very hesitant. I was trying to contemplate if there was someone else I could contact and give this money to. With this being the senior class advisor, and her specifically informing me to come back at this time, I convinced myself it would be fine. I was mistaken.

Being unable to stay after, I came back to visit the senior advisor when directed to. Never the less being scolded before words came out of my mouth, or actions being done. I then was forced to wait at the entrance of the door. She had been informed I had to take the bus home, but yet she sat at her desk correcting tests. Completely ignoring the fact I was waiting there. Forcing me to leave to catch my bus, with just seconds to spare.

I’m not writing this letter expecting any type of change, to get anyone into trouble, or to be a rebel without a cause. I simply want to stand up for my fellow students and myself. Who were all waiting to have this “appointment” to pay our senior dues, we felt as if we were not treated with the respect we deserved as students or as young adults.

Many of us knowing friends who have gone and interrupted her in middle of her class, who have came in and out of her room with nothing but, smiles and feeling welcomed. Favoritism is not a quality looked very high upon in a school atmosphere.

This letter isn’t an attack to any-one person. Names have been excluded for privacy, and respect. This letter was a form of freedom of expression, and a therapeutic, mature and conservative approach to saying how one feels or felt.

I have a theory that,

“Humans will always adapt to the behavior they know they can get away with”

Thus meaning: People will adapt any behavior they feel, or know they can get away with. Based on, age, career, law, status, money or even size. Basically abusing the quality or authority they have over another.

This was a great example when a student went to consult with a teacher. Without a necessary reason the teacher with the “higher status” came with a rebound, a rebound of disrespect. The individual student did not trigger this, but it was a behavior this teacher knew she could do. Knowing herself if the student where to get defensive or stand up for themselves she could just as easily send them down to the office. Abusing the authority given to her. Not thinking too much of her actions, because in the end it’s her word over the student, a no brainier scenario.

This is an effective example of my theory, that…
“Humans will always adapt to the behavior they know they can get away with”
Thank you for taking the time to be consumed by the words of a student, proving there is hope of this theory not to be true about you. If the theory does apply, this does not make you a bad person in anyway. It most likely means there’s some possible, thinking, soul searching, or thoughts you may need to ponder. Use the old phrase “Walk a day in my shoes....” by Mark Sterber to live through your life. Words have more impact than action at times. Don’t let yours break someone down, or heat him or her up. Your choice of words or actions can be the positive or negative effect you have on how a person remembers you for the rest of there lives.

“First impressions are unforgettable, take the time, and word yours right.”
- Joshua Tremblay

Sincerely,
A student with a voice,
Joshua Tremblay

I said please!

First of all I have been waiting about three weeks for the lunch as my school to be breakfast. Ha I know I sound like a fat ass but it’s because I can’t eat anything else. So I was all pumped when I saw it was breakfast today! (: I got inline… and right off the bat I was annoyed >.< Oh My God! You had to have seen these girls, I never saw more annoying group of freshmen, in my life! They were loud, yelling across the room, having hug fests, poking people, just being the most obnoxious I have ever seen another human ever behave. So after one of them bumping into me about three times very rudely and not looking back, or apologizing. My friend Melanie told them off. It was SO funny. Then they stopped, only after a few whispers and shit talking of course. And now it’s my turn to get my food. I politely said “Hello” with a smile on my face. She smiled back. She started to make my tray of food. After arranging the toast sticks in a perfect line on my plate, she went for the sausages, I said “No sausages please” again with a smile. AND THEN! Hell broke loose. You would think this lady was the inventor of sausages. She was right off the bat reacted as if she was offended. She replied, “UM why” and I simple said, I don’t want any. She insisted in a reasoning. I simple said, “I don’t eat meat” She then asked. “UM why!?” only this time ending in a face as if a snake had just went out one of my ears and slithered back in the other, a look of disgust and disappointment. I then simple said in a kind voice, “I’m a vegetarian” she then gave me an even worse look, this ticked me off! My patients where slim from the annoying laughing hyenas of freshmen that have just checked out there food, and being more obnoxious than before. She then replied with “Ugh I don’t believe in that.” I simply couldn’t hold back. With a bitch look I said “YA WELL THAT’S YOUR PROBLEM LADY!” as I walked off. I felt her comment was more rude than my little outburst. I mean I know I’m not a bad ass, but I wanted the effect of her knowing she had aggregated me. I mean what gives her the right? Tomorrow is hamburgers and fries. I’m thinking about going inline and asking for my meal, with out the meat. Ha (: I’d love to see her face on that one. MAWHAHA! Well that was my little journal entry of the day (: I hope you enjoyed. Ha. I’m going to try to right one every day. Peace out – Joshua Famous.

It's ok to be diffrent

Society feels that the world is loosing it’s art, and music, and form of expression to all the new and improved technology. For the music part I have no clue maybe this is true, because I know personally I have never wanted or tried to learn to play an instrument. But for the art, and writing, I personally don’t think this is true. Maybe it’s my devotion to hoping it is not true. Me, I’m an art kid, and I always have been. I’m not a great amazing artist who can draw and paint amazing mater pieces, but I’m creative. I like to design, I like to match, I like to write, and I like photography. There are many different forms of artists. I think everyone should find the one inside of him or her.

I think the world is so stuck into how the images of how a person should be. Many people aren’t open to the art they can do, mostly to fit in with what society thinks a sex, or race should be into, and be good at. Me personally I have so much respect for anyone who does something they love. For someone to have a freedom of expression, in whatever way that may be, I think is fantastic. Many people I believe would kill to find their expression, but to scared to poke around in areas they have been told are, “just not for them.” I personally want to say, “Go for it!”

For me I was never into sports like most guys, I was never that kind of kid who liked to make pranks on people for fun. I was never the kind of guy who would talk rudely, I would never dress the way everyone else was just to fit in. I was always different and for many that would cause much discussion about me as a person, but that is a different story for another day. Anyway..

Ever since I was young I always liked to dress formal it didn’t matter to me, if everyone else was wearing; basketball shorts, tanks, and sneakers. I dressed the way that made me feel like, “Yes this is me.” I never looked around to compare myself to anyone else. Everyone else did enough of that. Haha. When I was young a lot of my day’s consisted in, a dress shirt, nice trousers, a sweater vest, and penny loafers. That was what I was comfortable in, and clothing is one for of expression. I was a very good listener even at a young age; I was always there for someone who needed a shoulder, an ear or a friend. I was never stuck on the stereotype of how I should act, dress, or behave. I thank my mother for that <3

For me, while all the other boys where off playing basketball and whatnot, I was over of the sidelines with a camera photographing, or doing something else I was interested in. I never wished or said, “I wish I was like them.” I was happy. I got my first camera around the age of seven. Don’t get me wrong, not like I was a little prissy. Haha. I use to love to play in the woods, forts, mud pies, pokemon, kick ball, bike ridding and ect. But I did spend a lot of time, drawing, writing, going little projects, and creating. I loved to let my mind go off, and just see what happened. When my mom realized I didn’t like to play sports she put me into an art class down town. I loved it! I was around a lot of other kids who were like me. I was actually in the newspaper holding up one of my painting. I new I wasn’t the best but I loved how I could just look at the photo a week, month or year later and know how I felt when painting it. I did play soccer for years, but I didn’t get half of the joy as I did with my art. The joy when I played soccer was more of it made my mom happy, because it was a social environment for me. Since many artsy people can be excluded, and quite. She just wanted the best for me.

When you’re older it’s harder to just be yourself, but you can’t hide who you are. Yes, people are going to talk about it, and yes, many think being artsy rather than jockey gives off a gay persona. I’m not gay and I like art, the world needs to back off so much when kids are growing up like, the dads who force there kids to join the football team once there at the age to do so, without even having communication with his son, who maybe doesn’t want to play the sport he visions his son playing. Also for girls who moms maybe force into dance, or cheerleading, or whatever else, I feel the world needs to be less worried about how everyone “should be” and be more worried about what “makes someone happy.”

“Be true to others but more importantly, be true to you” is a quote I say contently, and I personally don’t know if it is something I saw somewhere, of if just something I just made up, and started saying. More than likely is a dumb down version of some very inspirational quote out there. Ok anyways..

So me right now, I don’t paint, I don’t really draw, only the doodling in American History to keep from passing out. Haha. But I’m still really into design, clothes, and photography. My dream is to maybe one day own my own studio, work for a magazine as a layout page designer, and also to go to college for web design. I don’t know how much of this I will succeed in, but it’s the drive to do what makes you happy, and you never want to let that go.

Having a dream is what makes life worthwhile.

Best wishes,
Peace!
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Keep your head up

Songs like these are what make me smile.

"When you feel all aloneAnd the world has turned its back on youGive me a moment please to tame your wild wild heartI know you feel like the walls are closing in on youIts hard to find relief and people can be so coldWhen darkness is upon your door and you feel like you cant take anymoreLet me be the one you callIf you jump Ill break your fallLift you up and fly away with you into the nightIf you need to fall apartI can mend a broken heartIf you need to crash then crash and burnYoure not aloneWhen you feel all aloneAnd a loyal friend is hard to findYoure caught in a one way streetWith the monsters in your headWhen hopes and dreams are far away andYou feel like you cant face the dayLet me be the one you callIf you jump Ill break your fallLift you up and fly away with you into the nightIf you need to fall apartI can mend a broken heartIf you need to crash then crash and burnYoure not aloneAnd there has always been heartache and painAnd when its over youll breathe againYoull breath againWhen you feel all aloneAnd the world has turned its back on youGive me a moment pleaseTo tame your wild wild heartLet me be the one you callIf you jump Ill break your fallLift you up and fly away with you into the nightIf you need to fall apartI can mend a broken heartIf you need to crash then crash and burnYoure not alone"

If you have any song's you think i would like,
or just your favorties i'd love some to know some.

Open your eyes

So I’m new with these blog sties, I use to stick to Myspace but Myspace is mostly for entertainment not a place to be open and expressive. Ha. That would just get you into some trouble one way or another, way to much drama on Myspace. Anyways..

I love writing, and I was just talking to my friend Stephen on AIM saying I was going to write a new blog after 12 o’clock but I didn’t know what to write about. Then the song “Hands” came on my shuffle. Know I don’t know how many schools have had the privilege to have the “Rachel’s Challenge” to come to there high schools but, that’s what I decide I’m going to write about. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, don’t worry you can still read this, you don’t be lost at all, and for everyone who is a member of “Rachel’s Challenge” this may be interesting to compare how you felt, though, and if it impacted your life.

For those who want to know more about “Rachel’s Challenge” before they continue, here’s a website you can visit to educate yourself. Please do, its something that might make you rethink everything you never thought twice about. Visit: http://www.rachelschallenge.com/

“I wont be labeled as average” – Rachel Scott.

First of all for everyone who has no idea who Rachel is, her full name is “Rachel Joy Scott” and she was the first victim, in the tragedy of the Columbine Shootings of April 20, 1999. For those of you who have may have forget, the Columbine Shootings was an act of two young teens. Actually two best friends who to many where just, two kids who got picked on so much it drove them to be emotionally distress, depression, psychopath extents, and wanted revenge on the kids of his school, and classmates. These two kids alone, had planed, shot up, and killed 13 teens, while injuring many more. This blog is NOT on why these kids had to do what they did, how, or any of that reasoning that brings up their names. Making them famous of something to disgusting, inhuman, and terrible if not my intention at all. Ever.

These is about Rachel, Rachel was like I have stated above, the 1st victim of this massacre. To many Rachel was described as a saint, the girl who would do anything possible to see a person smile. She was a very inspirational teen, and that is the reasoning why for this blog. After the awful death of her young life, her family formed this organization called “Rachel’s Challenge” they travel around to high schools all over the USA telling, everyone Rachel’s story. This is not to make her famous or any of that nonsense. This is all so she can be in inspiration to do good, in every single one of us. When “Rachels Challnege” came to my high school. Everyone talked about it saying things like “Wow this is going to be go gay” or “this is going to be a waist of time, I’d much rather go to class.” But by the end of this presentation they showed us, everyone in my classes who you would never think would be effected by anything, had tears, many where speechless, and many just couldn’t believe what they have saw, almost as if they couldn’t believe it was real and where wanting to think it was a movie and not a sad part of our now American History.

During this presentation they were speakers, videos, and even family members of the real Columbine victims. Just showing us, and talking to us about what, CAN happen that know one thinks every will. Also showing us a way to look at life, and live it. Telling us “A little kindness can go along way.”

While the speakers where talking it was something in their voices, it just made the core of your heart give off this pain. It was as if you just wanted to be able to say “Everything’s ok” or you just wanted to bring them back the love ones they have lost. But knowing you cant just made you look into yourself. For me the “Rachel’s Challenge” changed my life. I’m nothing like was before; they have opened to my eyes. It’s not like I use to pick on kids or bully anyone. But sometimes even the little things can hurt someone, something that you may not even blink an eye about. But you never know anyone’s life, what they go through, or how sensitive someone can be. Sometimes words can hurt more than actions.

Ok, I’m rambling now, so I’m going to wrap this up.

I not here trying to force anything on you, or telling you to change your life. I’m simply telling you to, think. I mean I have seen the full 180 circle the “Rachel’s Challenge” had on my school. For at least a month after the presentation, school was a totally different place, and gave off such a different vibe, attitude, and presence. To think that maybe if everyone had the chance to have this maybe the world could be a more understanding and pleasant place. Peace, kindness and love may take sometime or even impossible but to think maybe if I try, you could start a “chain reaction.”

“I have this theory that if one person can go out of their way to show compassion, then it will start a chain reaction of the same.” --Rachel Scott, age 17

I don’t feel as if I even got 1 tenths of the depth I was looking for, or even trying to explain. The emotions are so vivid; it’s almost impossible to explain them in words. I just mostly wrote this to show my appreciation to the founder of the challenge, and for them to never give up. I’d love for one day “Rachel’s Challenge” to be so well know and big that EVERY high school in the USA gets to have the chance to be apart of the challenge. Also wrote this to help to my part and to spread the word. I Hope you take the time to maybe look up about the “Rachel’s Challenge”, one the website I have gave earlier; they have a few videos, just take the time to look. You never know you may be surprised. Thank you.

R.I.P Rachel, you will never be labeled as average. <3

Joshua Tremblay
"A Rachel’s Challenge Member”

Welcome

I figure if your going to read a blog someone has written, you would like to know who the person is writitng it, so this is my 1st entry, a simple about me and a little contact information.

For starters the names Joshua, and I like to say I'm not like many others. When I say this I'm not in anyway trying to make it sound like I am sueperor over anyone. It's almost the total opposite. I'm happy with who I am, i have recently have come to learn that from the great help of an amazing friend. Anyways.. I just want everyone to know that, even if you may feel that you are so diffrent that its your fault. Its not. Dont belive in anything people say. Belive in yourself.

If you want to know me on a more personal bases;
http://www.myspace.com/35823406

well, just wanted to have a small opening entry.
best wishes. peace!
<3