Childhood Vignette

ITALIA!!!!!

When I arrived at that airport, I got chills up and down my back. I felt a certain happiness that I had never felt before. After 3 years of not being able to see my cousins, aunt, uncles, grandmas, grandpas, and friends I finally got the opportunity to do that. I had arrived after 12 hours of flight; I had to go over the Atlantic Ocean alone and at night made me scared. Fortunately I had my friend the TV to keep me company. I flew alone with no parents or friends, alone to Italy I went. I had a nice hostess escort me from the LAX airport to Zurich, Switzerland. Then I switched and had a man from Zurich to Milan, Italy.

When I saw my favorite aunt Kika with my cousin Matteo and there dog Gino I felt so so good to see them after so long.  I had 2 months of fun waiting in front of me in Italy.  The first thing I did was throw my luggage in the car and went home to watch the semi-finals of the 2006 world cup. They played 118 minutes without one goal scored. 2 of the of worlds top goalies played in that match, Buffon from Italia, and Liegeman from Germany. Finally the moment came Grosso with an amazing curving ball that went into the back of the net, and 1 minute after a scorching shot by Del Piero that went past the goalie. Two goals in two minutes and the German team and fans cried from that point on. Those goals sent us to Berlin to play against France for the game of our life. 

 

          I cried I was so glad I ever felt this feeling ever in my life, a feeling of  “Thank God we won”, of ”do I believe what I just saw, please pinch me to tell me I’m not dreaming”, “WooHoo”.

I am Poem

WHO I AM

By: Alberto Ceresoli/bears

I am a devoted soccer player

I wonder where my life will take me

I hear the odds of going professional are slim to none

I see that in life there is no turning back

I want to achieve my goals

I am a devoted soccer player

I pretend that maybe some day maybe I will go pro

I feel the grass stroke up onto my cleats

I touch the soccer post

I worry about nothing because life is one

I cry…

I am a devoted soccer player

I understand that people tell me to just give it up you will never make it, but I carry on doing what I love

I say maybe just one day I will be one of the great

I dream about my future

I try to fulfill my dreams

I try to pleas people with my actions

I hope to play pro

I am a devoted soccer player

What's in my Name

Names

          My last name is Ceresoli. But the origin of my name doesn’t come from Italy. It comes from a conqueror by the last name of Del Ceres. My distant ancestors lived in a very small village, and one day this conquer came to try and conquer ancient Rome. Well, my origin comes from the north of Italy, which was one of the first places hit. The old conqueror never was successful, except in my old village up in the mountains took the name of Del Ceres. This name was passed on to me through time. 

          My first name, Alberto, on the other hand, comes from my grandfather from my mother’s side of the family. His name was Alberto, also. He unfortunately died at 44 from lung cancer; he smoked a lot in his life time.  He died when my mother was only 11. He was a very honored man. He was noble and a very proper and nice person to be around. My mother passed me his name to carry with pride.

HTMMA Vignette

8^th Grade Trip

          We all arrived together as 100 kids. We came up with 2 charter buses. We watched movies and talked on the way up to Pale Mountain. We all were expecting that the snow was going to be really fun, but some of us found out that the San Diego sunny weather is WAY better! The food up there was really good and the cabins were heated so it was nice and warm when we arrived. We all seemed to have a good time for at least the first day but then people discovered that the snow is really really cold. I think that people were more concerned on the way they looked, rather than staying warm. And I unfortunately was one of these people. I came up with warm clothes but not warm enough. My feet were freezing up there I couldn’t feel my toes, nor could I feel my nose. Overall it was a great way to get to know your classmates better, and to get a real understanding on who are really your friends.

link to Math/ Science d.p.= http://albysmattpage.blogspot.com/