Sunday, March 29, 2009

Jonas's Ocean

I finished my senior project last friday and I can't be any happier! Here is the final log of my senior project journey. Jonas inspired me to pursue things in life that truly makes me happy.



"...He was all smiles and looked truly excited to work with me. He noticed that I was looking at the pictures on the wall and he quickly told me a quick fun fact about a certain couple that he said were now divorced. I know divorce is not a funny thing to laugh about, but i just had to laugh at how random it was. After he said this; I knew Jonas and I were going to get along.

The first thing I noticed about Jonas was his ability to engage in a conversation. While I prepared the paints; I asked him a couple of questions about Art. His mother told me that he's taking art this year and so I casually asked if he has ever painted on a big canvas before. He answered, "No, but I have Mr. Fujihara for Art and he said I'm his best student!" I wasn't surprised when Jonas answered almost all my questions on primary colors and complementary colors. He even shared his experiences with his past art projects. After we talked about Mr. Fujihara and his methods of teaching, I asked him what he'd like to paint. I said, "What would you like to paint Jonas? What is something that you love or what are you interested in?" He thought about it for awhile, but I didn't get an answer. So I asked him another question, "Well what's your favorite color Jonas?" His face lit up and he said "Blue!". So I took out all my blue acrylic paints and he quickly chose a deep dark blue, which I loved as well. He continued to tell me how much he loves the oceans. At the very moment I knew exactly what sort of abstract painting Jonas can do. I had a vision in my head and I was ready to guide him.

"It's blue like the sky and like the ocean!" Jonas was happily talking about his passion for beaches, oceans, and Lake Michigan as we painted the first layer of blue on the canvas. I actually didn't have to guide him much; his hand knew exactly how to hold the brush and he was even able to multi-task. While I was refilling his paint supply and mixing the paints he talked to me about history, music, and of course "oceans". He was truly a wonderful person and there was not a single dull moment with Jonas.

After we painted the first layer of blues on the canvas, I instructed him to stop for awhile so that the paint can dry slightly. For the time being I took the liberty to show Jonas one of my favorite art books. It's a book of collected 'micro art', I explained to him what it was and how beautiful everything in the world is. We looked through pages of zoomed in viruses, tree cells, fungi, and fish scale cells. Simultaneously I asked him what he thinks each picture looked like to him. He has so many answers and his opinions were thoughtful and in a way more beautiful than the picture. "Yes...it IS beautiful....the yellows and oranges remind me of the sunsets and the sun". Before we continued with our painting again, we came across this beautiful picture of what looked like majestic blue waves. Suddenly he said, "That looks like our painting". I looked at him and I looked at this beautiful picture and I decided that Jonas is telling me something. Instantly I felt that he wanted our project to mimic this picture. Instead of going with my plan... Jonas was guiding me.

After we painted I felt a sense of accomplishment and happiness when I saw that Jonas was smiling from ear to ear, congratulating me, my aunt (who was just taking pictures of us haha!) and himself for how nice our painting looked. I was touched by his warmness towards me. He was a such a good painting partner; more than I could ask for! While our painting was set aside to dry, we proceeded to our next activity; modeling clay. He continued to amaze me with his hilarious stories. We decided to make our favorite animals with the clay. I nearly toppled over my seat when he imitated a Sea Lion bark! I was so startled because it came out of nowhere! I showed him my imitation of a goose and a duck. He laughed and continued to outshine me with his great animal cry skills!

He told me about the cruise he went to last week with the Lodi High Band and how he played for the people on the boat. He was even reenacting how the boat swayed and nearly made him sea sick. The last time I talked to his mother and I was able to find out that he is a trombone player. Towards the end of our amazing meeting Jonas was kind enough to show me his trombone. He promised me earlier that he'd play some songs for me. He played numerous songs he played at the cruise, but Jonas surprised me with a special number. Jonas's father came in and said, "Why don't you play 'Hey Jude' for Carmelle. My eyes widened because that is one of my favorite Beatles songs ever. I had to hold back a tear or two (partly because I'm just an emotional person and I like crying) and at the same time I couldn't stop smiling.

Jonas has taught me so much within a short amount of time. His sincerity and true uninhibited cheerfulness was something I needed in the midst of all my stress and worries. I expected to learn a lot from him and I did, but more importantly he show me hope. His eagerness to learn and participate in almost anything is what many of us should be. When he told me about his future plans, I couldn't help but envy the certain passion he had in his eyes. Jonas already knows what he wants to be and his choice was not for money or fame, but what his heart truly desires. Many of us are led astray with unnecessary ambition to attain material things in life, but for Jonas he knows what true happiness is and that is enough. It's true that it's extremely difficult bringing up an autistic child. If you ask any parent with this they'll agree.

I understand that not everyone with autism can function as well as Jonas. I also know that the cure for autism is something the world is desperately waiting for. The cure would surely make everything easier, but for now while exact arrival of this cure is unknown, there is one thing certain about autism. People that are blessed enough to know or meet people with autism learn and experience the true meaning of patience, innocence, and love. We have to acknowledge the parents and the child for their true affections for one another and the bond they made even in great difficulty. That is something I am blessed enough to see for myself. With this whole experience I was both enlightened and I feel like I am inspired to do more things in this field. Like what they say, little things that you experience shape the person you become and I can definitely say that meeting Jonas has made me aware of things I cannot learn otherwise.

I'm grateful for him and his family for being so kind and supportive with my senior project. Before I left their home, I wrote a quick dedication behind our painting. I also decided to let Jonas keep our abstract 'ocean' painting since he liked it so much. I know that I wrote in one of the forms that I was going to donate it to a school in Elkgrove, but I thought Jonas and his family would like to keep it for their own enjoyment. In regards to more exciting news although my senior project end product is completed, his mother told me that they are also working on a art project together. She even asked me if I could assist them in the weeks to come and I was more than happy to agree! This is not the end of my friendship with Jonas... it's only the beginning."


-elle

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Chase

Two days ago Abi and I had a nice bonding day together. We started with a nice leisurely bike ride down the road. Everything was sunny and happy for maybe 10 minutes when out of nowhere we heard angry pitchy barking. Of course we were aware that there's a new dog on the block, but little did we know what was to come. As soon as we heard the barking; Abi and I started screaming and we quickly rode our bikes fast past the house. When we couldn't hear the barking anymore we slowed down to a stop, where Abi started to cram her ziplock baggie filled with pistachio nuts and chocolate snack down her shorts. Yeah don't ask.


"...her pockets were too small "
Pistachio nuts-chocolate shorts combo:





All of a sudden Abi started screaming in words I could not understand. I only found out what she was yelling about when a big truck was coming right behind us and I was right smack in the middle of the left lane...

I'm still alive... obviously, but Abba was certainly pissed off. So we quarreled for a bit and then we were off on our bikes once more. We rode to a certain black mailbox, which was our established end point (because there's an angry Lassie past that). On our way back we tossed the camera back and forth documenting our nice, pleasant afternoon bike ride.



It wasn't more than 5 minutes when our beautiful moment was disturbed by the same angry barking, but this time it was an ambush. All I saw was a white dog'rat Chihuahua thing running towards me and Abi! It was one fast rat. There was screaming and yelling (Abi). I'm a quiet scared person lol. Then I was pedaling soo very fast my feet couldn't keep up. At one point it was running right by my right foot! I could see Abi way ahead of me and I was left to fend for myself! I just remembered thinking to myself, "Craaaap I should've worn pants"


It felt like eternity from that house to the gates, but we made it! I looked back and the crazy white chihuahua was nowhere in sight. I made it to safety and we began to laugh nervously. Abi claimed that it was probably just a puppy, but I told her I didn't care what it was. All I know is that I'm going to kick it right in the mouth the next time I see it. We laughed nervously, acting like we were unshaken LOL

So we took a little break and Abi made mango milkshakes as a compensation for leaving me behind. We proceeded to play a little pool and danced to 'Circus' (because every time we changed the radio station in seemed to be playing that song).It was around sunset when we rode our bikes again. Naturally, after that little chase down the road; we decided to keep our route shorter (not because I'm scared, but I'd prefer to keep my legs un'gnawed) AND we avoided that house for the rest of the remaining afternoon.




Aside from a close encounter with death and nearly getting attacked by a crazy Chihuahua...I still had a lovely time with my Abigail :))


I will sure miss her when I leave for college, but I know she'll hate me for making this blog for many reasons;

1. I posted that video of her cramming nuts in her shorts
2. I posted clips of her dance moves...
3. I might've made her look like a traitor for leaving me to become chihuahua chow.
4.The NUTS IN HER SHORTS also made her seem like a big pervert.
5. I took the liberty of listing this list of things that are both embarassing and...well embarassing.


So basically I guess I better start documenting our precious moments more often haha!


I LOVE YOU ABS!

Monday, March 2, 2009

If I Were A Math Genius

...I wouldn't be up at the hour still studying for a test. I know shame on me; Facebook and blogger has tempted me again. Can't a girl take a break??? My brain is about to explode if I do another practice problem on this stupid conics concept! I hate you Apollonius! I've never been the fastest at math, but I stuck to it passing all my math classes with at least a C since sophomore year. In my opinion, a C is good enough. It's shocking to see how low my standards for a grade has gotten over the years. I don't know if it's senioritis...but I'm definitely falling way behind. (Though I think I've had senioritis since second semester of freshman year!) I can't seem to focus in any of my classes! It seems as though right when I sit in my seat; I am knocked out. Seriously I sleep through the whole period without knowing it. Particularly in Mr. Smith's...I just can't listen to him and his equations for more than a minute! I am both embarassed, frustrated, and tired of my laziness. If I could kick myself, I would.

Anyway that's my rant for today. I should go and continue my studying... that is, IF I don't fall asleep first or if Facebook doesn't seduce me again lol...

Gaaad I'm so screwed lol. I have a test tomorrow! LOL

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I'm laughing because I feel so effing helpless and pathetic!

Damn it.



*Yes Patrick I still owe you a blog, don't worry it'll come soon and Ali I will scan that beautiful drawing of yours soon enough.




Peace

-elle