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Minnesota Vikings

This is big news for Minnesota fans, Head Coach for the Minnesota Vikings, Brad Childress has been fired!! I'm sure none of you care, but I'm from Minnesota and love the Vikings, and football, so I am very excited about this news. When Brett Favre came to the Vikings, I have to say it was a dark time for my family and I. The man we had despised for years was now a member of the team we loved. I couldn't believe it!!



Leslie Frazier



As the next football season came to a head, it was no shock that the old man quarterback was coming back, he just doesn't know when to quit!! But this year has been different, yes I still hate that man, but Brad moved into a close second! The Vikings have some serious talent on their team, and he didn't seem to know capitalize on that talent. No worries, after what was to long, Brad was fired and Leslie Frazier was brought in to help pick up the pieces. Leslie was the Assistant Head Coach for the Vikings and the Defensive Coordinator since 2007. In 2009 the Vikings defense was ranked number 6, the second year in a row, out of all of the defenses. This was the first time this has happened to the Vikings since 1993-1994. Also in 2009 he helped the team lead the NFL in sacks, with 48, and since 2007 they were ranked third in the league with 131 sacks. I don't think that it could have gotten any worse, but I never expected the first game as head coach to come out like it did. Minnesota beat Washington 17-14!! It was a great way to start out the beginning of his coaching and I hope it keeps going!



The Sign I Saw!!



Again I know that you probably don't care, but I do want to share a little something with you. While shopping the day after Thanksgiving my mom, her friend Lori, and I were shopping in Rochester as we drove by a little bar I looked at the roof, and there was a sign that made me laugh out loud. It was a picture of Brad Childress's face on it with a circle and a strike through it, you know like a no u-turn sign, except instead of the u it was his face.

This is great news to all Vikings fans!! I hope that everyone enjoyed their Thanksgiving!!!

Brett Favre's Streak is DONE!!!

Over the past couple of years we have all had to listen to the reporters ask , " Is he or is he not coming back".  Well the "Great" Brett Favre did come back, and he shocked everyone by coming to the Vikings team.  I wish he would have stayed playing for the Packers, but he came and I do have to admit that the Vikes did have a good season.  Everyone did seem to forget 10 other factors besides Brett Favre, what are they you ask.  The other players on the offense of course, and that's not even counting the defense, and the guys who just warm the bench.  Well after one year and a horrible start, Brett Favre hurt his hand, I do have to admit that when they showed it on TV it did look gross, but it also was the injury that broke his starting streak.  Thank goodness, now we can quit hearing about that, I also heard that he said he was done after this year.  I will have to wait to find that out, but I would be so very happy if he did quit.  So long Brett, and to your little record too!!

Muhammad Yunus and the Grameen Bank

The world was awaken when Professor Muhammad Yunus and the Grameen Bank were awarded the noble peace prize. The concept of loaning small amounts of money to poor people in Bangladesh, and now in more than one hundred countries worldwide (Muhammad), without a specific date it needed to be paid back by was unheard of in many developed countries around the world. Professor Yunus was able to prove everyone wrong, with the idea of microcredit.
On June 28, 1940 Muhammad Yunus was born, in Chittagong, British India. Chittagong is now known as Bangladesh.
Professor Yunus studied at Dhaka university in Bangladesh, the received a Fulbright scholarship to study economics at Vanderbilt University. He received his Ph. D. in economics from Vanderbilt in 1969 and the following year became an assistant professor of economics at Middle Tennessee State University. Returning to Bangladesh, Yunus headed the economics department at Chittagong University (Muhammad).
In the 1970’s Dr. Yunus started to loan money to people in poverty. The plan was to give them small amounts of money, on average one hundred dollars, to help them get on their feet. He gave them the money out of his personal fund until 1983 when he opened the Grameen Bank. With more than seven million borrowers, over ninety-five percent of them are women, the percentage of repayment is amazing (Grameen). The New York Times estimated a ninety-nine percent payback rate.
In the Award Ceremony Speech it was said that Professor Yunus said,
‘For women to be granted the loan has a definite effect on the family. There is no need to do more research on the today. Children benefit automatically, with better clothes and food. We can see the situation changing’. Men often spend the money on themselves; women spend it on the family (The Nobel Peace Prize 2006)
The women that get money from the Grameen bank start their own little “business”. They are able to do things from basket weaving, rope making, vegetable farming, owning livestock, and even chicken farming (Gibbs) (Reuters).
There have been many interviews done with Yunus. This is a phone interview with Adam Smith, who is an Editor-in-Chief of Nobelprize.org.
“Is there any particular message you would like to use the opportunity to get across” asked Adam. Professor Yunus answered “The one message that we are trying to promote all the time, that poverty in the world is an artificial creation. It doesn’t belong to human civilization, and we can change that, we can make people come out of poverty and have the real state of affairs. So the only thing that we have to do is to redesign our institutions and policies, and there will be no people who will be suffering from poverty. So I would hope that this award will make this message heard many times, and in a kind of forceful way, so that people start believing that we can create a poverty-free world. That’s what I would like to do (Muhammad Yunus –interview)
Another interview is with Marika Griehsel, a freelance journalist. She asked “What has it to do with peace some people ask?”
. . . Poverty is a threat no matter which way you look at it you can’t leave people poor and leave happily thereafter, the poor people will not let you sleep peacefully because they are in desperate situation. When you are desperate you disturb peace when a country is desperately poor and there is a next door neighbor is very rich, I don’t think, the desperately poor people in this country will just sit there and respect your prosperity and don’t do anything. They will try to get in and use your capacity to help them or to be involved in whatever prosperity you have and you don’t like that, that they’re intrusion into your peaceful life, so that is what must be seen as a threat to the peace otherwise like we talk about terrorism, the breeding ground for terrorism would be object poverty. When you’re poor you can hire anybody for any terrorist activity for little money because he has nothing to lose, he’ll easily be convinces that yes why don’t I do that and the logic of terrorism makes sense to him which will not make sense to a well off family, for example. So there as long as you keep the breeding ground so there is no breeding ground available, and you reduce the chances of disturbing the peace.
Professor Yunus is using the money he got from the Noble Peace prize to better many people in the world, and to help get his word out about microcredit, but it was interesting to find out that the Grameen Bank’s half of the prize is going to be given to Mosammat Taslima, a board member of the bank. She first borrowed money from the Grameen Bank to buy a goat, and then borrowed more money to get three goats. Now she owns land with a mango patch that is her income (Gibbs).

Anyone need some snow?

Well Saturday and Sunday were just another exciting couple of days for the Midwest. I heard that we got 26" of snow total!!! I thought when they said that they were expecting our area to get a foot, that that was pretty extreme, but 26" OH MY!
My boyfriend and I were borded and sick of being inside so we went to his Grandma's house, its just across town. So we drove his car, on our way over there we fishtailed back and forth multiple times, and he even had to gun it just to make it to her driveway. Her drive way faces a dead end street, in which the wind blows directly on, blowing the snow all the way to the edge of her driveway. Thank goodness one of her sons came down and was able to snowblow her driveway. It wasn't very smart of us to go out in it I know, but we were bored and if we needed to we could have just stayed over night there, so we thought it was a fine idea. After we had sat and played games for three hours we had decided to head home, by then the snow plows had been out, her way. The mayor lives out by her so she said that they get "special" treatment. When we went out to Mike's car there was a huge snow pile behind it, so Mike grabbed a shovel as I grabbed his ice scraper, to scrap off his windows. When I was done I went to see if he needed any help and he told me to get in the car. I wasn't going to argue with him so I yelled goodbye and thank you to his grandma, and then climed in the nice warm car.
As I waited for Mike to get in the car as well I started to wonder if we would be able to get into our parking lot. As we drove home, we fishtailed the car again. Then we came to our parking lot, which like we thought was blown over one the one side, so we thought we would trick old mother nature and go to the other entrence of our lot and try to get in that way, but as you already guessed, she out smarted us and had that blown over too. After driving around the block six times wondering if he should try to get through or not, Mike finally parked the car. As I took that first step into the snow, I sunk right up to my knee.
When we finally got up to the door, I couldn't wait to get warmed up inside, it would have been nice if the snow would have stopped then, but no it kept coming. The next day everyone was out digging out thier cars, and starting them. My dad and brother came to help Mike and I get our cars out, Mikes wasn't so bad on the street, but mine was covered in the parking lot.
I really hated snow before, but now I don't even want a white Christmas. It's not even officially Winter yet and we already almost broke records. I think that Old Man Winter, and Jack Frost, need to stop having fun at our expence. Its all fun and games until you have to shovel it.

How to enjoy your holidays!!

I was reading an article that is very needed around the holidays for everyone, as you can tell by the title of this post its about the holidays. It also is about relaxing during them and enjoying being around the people you love. Here are some of the tips that were in the article: Be thankful for everyone that is around you this holiday season, as you are filling your plate during the holidays put the foods on your plate that you have to have and then add some healthy choices, avoid over-eating, laugh about the simple thingsin life, the final tip is to be "present" with where and who you are with. I think that those tips are good ones, but I know that following the not over-eating tip will be hard. In case you were wondering Deborah Olson, RN, MSN Health Promotion consultant gave those wonderul tips in the La Crosse Tribune.

Minnesota Vikings

This is big news for Minnesota fans, Head Coach for the Minnesota Vikings, Brad Childress has been fired!! I'm sure none of you care, but I'm from Minnesota and love the Vikings, and football, so I am very excited about this news. When Brett Farve came to the Vikings, I have to say it was a dark time for my family and I. The man we had despised for years was now one the team that we loved. I couldn't believe it!! As the next football season came to a head, it waas no shock that the old quarterback was coming back, he just doesn't know when to quit!! But this year has been different, yes I still hate that man, but Brad moved into a close second! The vikings have some serious talent on their team and he didn't seem to know capitalize on that talent. No worries after what was to long Brad was fired and Leslie Frazier was brought in to help pick up the pieces. I don't think that it could have gotten any worse, but I never expected the first game as head coach to come out like it did. Minnesota beat Washington 17-14!! It was a great way to start out the beginning of his coaching and I hope it keeps going! Again I know that you probably don't care, but I do have to share that while shopping the day after Thanksgiving my mom, her friend Lori, and I were shopping in Rochester when we drove by a little bar, and as we drove by I looked at the roof and there was a sign on it that made me laugh out loud. It was a picture of Brad Childress's face on it with a circle and a strike through it, you know like a no u-turn sign, except instead of the u it was his face. This is great news to all Vikings fans!! I hope that everyone enjoyed their Thanksgiving!!!

Narrative

Sarah Eppen
Written Communications
Mrs. Allard
November 7, 2010
The Moment
At age thirteen what was your biggest worry? When you would get your first zit, and how to get rid of it? If the cutest boy/girl in your class would ask you to go to the dance with them? That’s what most thirteen year olds should have to worry about, but for one extraordinary young woman her life was turned upside down by three little words.
In March sometime, Marisa, my cousin, hurt her ankle playing basketball. By June her “sprained” ankle hadn’t gotten any better, in fact it had gotten worse. It got so bad in fact that she could hardly walk up and down stairs. Darlene, Marisa’s mom, took her to doctor after doctor and had a lot of x-rays taken, but they could never find anything wrong with her.
Then on July 8, 2009 Marisa woke up crying because she couldn’t get out of bed. Darlene decided that was the last straw. She took Marisa to the hospital to see Dr. Capelli, our family’s pediatric doctor. He took more x-rays and told them he would call them in the morning, to make an appointment so they could discuss the results of the x-rays. To Darlene’s surprise she got a call on their way home saying that they needed to get back to the hospital as soon as possible. So, Darlene whipped around and headed back to the hospital.
After going backed and being whisked away to a room the doctor came in, and gave them an unexpected diagnosis. When they finally got Marisa out of the hospital they called my mom, She was to get a hold of everyone, because Marisa needed as all together that night. My mom called me last; she called right before she left to go out to Darlene’s farm. When I answered the phone I could hear my mom’s voice quivering on the other end saying, “Sarah I need to talk to you, can you meet me out back of Mike’s apartment.” At that point I didn’t know what to think, and said “Of course.” Then we hung up and I ran down the stairs. I waited for what seemed like an hour, but when I finally saw her car, I got an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. When she got in the parking lot I ran out the door. Then she got out of her car, it stopped me dead in my tracks, and I said “Mom what’s wrong.” She answered, with tears welling up in her eyes, “Sarah, its Marisa.” Immediately my mind began to race in one hundred different directions. I thought maybe she was dead, or seriously injured. Then she said, “Its cancer.” I had never thought that she could have cancer. At that moment the littlest breeze could have knocked me over with ease.
As we piled into the car, and started our trip out to the farm, it was silent. No one knew what to say. When we got to the house, I was out of the car before my mom could put it in park. I ran right into the house, and I saw people crying that I have never seen crying in my life, like my grandma . I asked where Marisa was and ran right to her. When I got to the living room I saw her sitting on their green comfy couch, the same couch that we had so many memories on before. You could tell she was in pain and still in shock. The person with her at the time got up and said that I could be with her now. I wasted no time, I was on that couch holding her and we were crying together. It was so hard to see my “sister from another mister” in such pain and I knowing there was nothing I could do for her. As my mom made her way over to us, I got up and in that brief second realized how close our family was, and would be because of this tragedy. After spending a good half of the night at Darlene’s house we said good bye, and my mom made plans to go up with Darlene and Marisa to Rochester the next day. My mom insisted going because she didn’t want Darlene to sit up there all by herself; we all knew it was going to be a long day.
The next morning I decided last minute to go up with them, so we went and picked up Darlene and Marisa, and we were on our way. The ride up was long and quite, not much was said. As we finally reached the hospital we had started to talk, and laugh not much gets Marisa down. She was particularly excited that she got to be pushed around in a wheel chair something she took full advantage of. As we sat waiting for her to be called in and have her tests done we laughed and had a good time. It was a pretty impressive sight to see this little girl already growing up and dealing with a horrible diagnosis better than I knew I would, if I was in her shoes. After a quick lunch we went to the pediatric floor of the hospital and were escorted into a room where we were going to meet Marisa’s doctor for the rest of her chemo and radiation treatments. Her name was Dr. Arnt. When she showed us the results from the PET scan we were amazed. She started us at the feet, because that’s where her biggest spot was, then she went up her body to her pelvis, then to her spine, and then to her shoulders, all the areas where the cancer had spread. That was too much for me; it was too close to her heart. As I tried to hold back my tears so Marisa wouldn’t hear me, but it was too late we all were crying. Dr. Arnt left us in that room and said that we could stay there as long as we needed. We sat there crying for two hours. When we got settled down enough we left the room in better spirits. Darlene made her next appointment and we were off.
Our first stop was to get Marisa’s pain medicine. While Darlene was in Shopko’s pharmacy, my mom got Marisa a pillow to lay her head down on my lap, and she got out of the car to make a few phone calls. When Darlene came out of the pharmacy, we left and headed home. The ride up was different from the ride home, on the ride home we sang and laughed, we even talked about our plans for that weekend since we had a relative coming into town from Washington, it had been years since we last had visited him and a lot had changed. After a few quick stops to pick up clothes for the next day we went to my Grandma’s farm.
When we pulled up everyone was having a great time, it was the perfect thing to keep all of our minds occupied for a while. That night we had a campfire, in which everyone did everything they could to make Marisa laugh. The jokes were pointed mostly at me, because I am an easy target, and I do a lot of dumb things. My aunt Audrey was the one throwing most of the punches, but as Marisa went inside to get something to drink she made sure that I knew it was just to keep Marisa’s mind off of everything going on. I knew that our family gets through tough times by making jokes, and that it was working for Marisa. As it started to get late, Marisa and I decided we were going to bed, we told everyone good night and headed down to the tent, where we were going to sleep.
As we lay down I was shocked when she said that we had to pray first. I had slept with her many times and this was the first time she asked me to pray with her. So we prayed together, and then she asked if it was ok to pray separately for a moment. I said it was fine, so we did. When we were done praying, we rolled toward each other to say good night and as I closed my eyes I heard her say my name, so I opened them again and said, “What’s wrong Ris?” She said, “You know we were just joking out there right. We didn’t mean anything by it if it hurt you feelings.” I started to feel tears in my eyes as I said “I know Ris, it was fine. Did it help you forget things?” She said, “Yes, you do a lot of funny things.” We both laughed a little bit more, and then she went to sleep. In that moment I knew that she was the strongest little girl I knew and that she was starting to become a very amazing young lady.
Over the next year she had a lot of ups and downs and our family grew closer than ever. Marisa showed strength that a thirteen year old should never have to have, and that my family knows half of us wouldn’t have if we were in the same situation. Marisa lost her battle on July 30th, 2010. It is the hardest thing I have ever had to go through. She taught many people many things, like that you always need to be positive and have faith, and there is a reason for what’s going on even if you can’t see it.