Mars Creation Myth

Red, the color of passion and power, who could have known that the fourth planet in a solar system that is one of the billions would be the savior of humankind.In the beginning, there was the sun, the stars, and the planets. On one planet there lived a species of humans who were so focused on using up their resources just to make themselves more and more comfortable despite the decaying world they live on. Only a select few of the humans understood that they could not live on a barren planet with a broken atmosphere. After of years, these select humans pondered the idea of life on the red planet. These humans brought their idea to their governments. Of course in human nature, the humans made a competition out of this. It didn’t take long for the humans to reach the planet and sit-rep the area. The very first rovers were sent to start transporting water and other essential human needs. It took only a couple of years to get the crew ready to leave to the planet known to them as Mars, the Roman god of war. A team of international lead a group of ordinary citizens to the resource-rich planet. The voyage was long, difficult and it was almost certain to the passengers that some if not all of them would not make it. Despite their impending doom, the passengers knew that it would benefit their chances of their species surviving through their expectations. It was their spirit as humans to see past their own lives to see the greater good. To some, the crew’s idea of a greater good looked skewed. To other, this was the only way to survive. When the crew of the ship first looked at the blood-red planet they saw a barren landscape, nothing but some rocks and some craters. The planet was full of iron rich soil and fragments of meteorites. Nothing on the planet would be able to support the humans without help from their home. The crew began to create a checkpoint and base from the parts that were left by the rovers. By the time the ship reached Mars, most of the passengers had died from complications with zero gravity's effect on the human body. There were only about five passengers left out of the ten and three out of the five crew left. Despite their small size, what was left of the crew and the passengers were the first to live on Mars. Living proof that it is possible. This is the story of the first settlers on our home planet now known as Marum.

Bill of Rights on Mars

The Great and Powerful Alldredge has assigned the class to write a bill of rights for a colony on Mars.

1. The right to oxygen and other necessary needs for life (water, food, etc.)
2. The right to worship your own god
3. The right to an elected leadership position
4. The right to bear arms
5. The right to an education
6. The right to a fair trial
7. The right to a living space
8. The right to question a criminal charge such as excessive fines and charges
9. The right to defend yourself in a court of law
10. The right to a jury of your own peers
11. The right to raise your family in your own image
12. Lastly, every man is equal and shall not be discriminated due to their skin color, ethnicity or gender. 

I think the right to basic human needs such as o2, water and food should be necessary because the colony would not function without these necessities. Every person has the right to worship their own god. I think this is an important right because in desperate situations some people need something to rely on be it natural or supernatural. I think that every person should be able to apply to an elected leadership position because I think every person has a potential to do something great. Every person should be able to defend themselves from whatever is out their. Therefore I think we should be able to bear arms. I think when we start to colonize we should be able to get an education in any form. I think that every person has the right to a fair trial in a court of law because crimes will happen . I think every man should have the to a place to live. I think another important right is the right to question an excessive and cruel criminal charge.  Related to the last one is the right to defend yourself in a court. Finally in the law section is the right to be judged under a jury of your peers. Second to last is the right to parent your child under your own image. Lastly, is no one can discriminate against another person based solely on their skin color, ethnicity or gender. We are all brothers and sisters under Mars.

Mars Application

As a person, I have been shaped by not only my family, but by the world I live in. I was born into a Republican-Conservative family that is well versed on the arts and culture. My families views have truly reflected upon me. I have grown up playing sports but  I have found that I am most comfortable on the stage primarily in the specialized art of classical singing. My interest in opera was developed early on with my family listening to opera tapes along with watching the occasional opera. I have graduated from the Adderley Acting school and have moved on to work with Opera Santa Barbara at the Granada and the Ensemble Theater at the Victoria Theater.

I think my experience in human culture would help future Martians understand our past so they can shape their future. Although my interest from culture is a big part of my life, I have always been interested in space and the final frontier. A vast space full of planets and stars that goes beyond our human understanding. I would like to be the one who helps keep our human roots and our struggles in our past history so we can move on to the future.

When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for me to dissolve the bands which have connected me with homework, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that I should declare the causes which impel me to the separation. It is  the stress that drags me to the quasi-hell that comes with homework. Why should I  waste my time doing busy work while I can use my time studying for a quiz or spend time doing extracurricular activities? I believe that homework should only be assigned if a student is struggling to understand a subject or for a punishment. I believe homework is a waste of time in relation to school. Especially in the critical times of the transition from middle school to high school. What about those of us that are applying to other schools or those who are struggling to figure out where they want to go? Homework is busy work and a complete waste of time.

Thank you guys for reading that, Alldredge assigned us a prompt that asks us what would we declare independence from.

I am from the angry days,

from the long days at a useless

school and hours of homework

that discouraged me to keep going.

I am from the two-story piece of crap

shack in which I spend my days

From days of just binge watching basketball

I am from the tall trees and low bushes

surrounding the reservation, the mossy,

murky waters of turtle lake

I am from the heavy drinking and the

subtle homophobia forged deep within me,

and from my father and my mother, obviously

I am from the drinking to remember and the drinking to forget.

I am from just a small belief in a God. From the

hope that he had a plan for me. Or at least a part of someone else’s life

I'm from the Wellpinit Reservation, from the same old

house a mile away from my birthplace.

From the powwow visits, the dances, and my own traditions

Arnold Sr. is a man who has given up, he is not much of a leader but he is a big part of Junior's life.

I am from old textbooks, kraft mac and cheese and empty gas cans .

I am from the small shack in the congregation of poor people

I am from the tall trees, the murky, green lake full of spirits

I am from my father’s nightly trips to the casino and the heavy drinking following it, from Arnold Spirit Sr. and Mary Spirit and Grandmother Spirit

I am from the lazy days in the blistering heat and long days at school.

I am from the subtle prayer before every nervous moment

I'm from the Spokane Indians and the traditional meals

From the awkward silences, the short moments of bravery, and the years of keeping quiet in the corner

I am from the poor reservation in the middle of nowhere

I am from the small town school in a small town

I am a Spokane Indian with too much brain grease.

For you Zack

Junior is Arnold's son, he is a leader because he is the only person on the reservation brave enough to leave the cycle and break through (that's for you Robbie).

Hey, what's up guys, Michael here with another blog assigned by the great and powerful Alldredge? Alldredge has asked the class to compare and contrast Colonial life versus my very own. Back in the day, kids were taught in either small, expensive, private schools or individually tutored. Mostly the curriculum consisted of basic arithmetic (if you were lucky) and how to read and write. In some colonies, children were required to be able to read the bible. Once the kids learned this stuff they were sent to work a trade. I have been in a private school my entire life with mostly small classes. I also learned basic arithmetic and learned how to read and write. Once I entered middle school, I started learning algebra (which didn't exist). I also haven't been dedicated to a trade so I guess you can say times have changed. The rights around that time were kind of progressive meaning only landowners can vote except for woman rather than only priests and church going men.Thank you guys for reading this and comment below because Alldredge said so. 

Hey, what's up guys, the great and powerful Alldredge has assigned the class with another blog. I identify with many different tribes. One of them is the Santa Barbara Opera. I have been acting in operas for two years now. In addition to acting in operas, I have watched many operas including: Giacomo Puccini's Il Trittico and Rigoletto. In this season I will be joining the ensemble in George Bizet's Carmen in the tenor part. I also identify with the motocross community. I haven't been riding motorcycles for long but it has become a big part of my life as a stress reliever and overall fun. Lastly, I belong to the skateboarder community. I have been skateboarding as long as I can remember. One of my first memories is falling while trying to learn in the backyard of my old house. Hope you guys enjoyed and be sure to post anything as stupid as you want.