Cheese Whiz, Yes PLEASE!

There is a lot of great food out there but few things are as genuinely tasty as the cheese in the can called Cheese Whiz. Cheese Whiz is good on so manny different things such as; Soft or hard pretzels, crackers, hamburgers, and even just right out of the can. In the can it says made from real cheese, however I do love the stuff but after doing a little research i found that the cheese whiz actually contains no really cheese what so ever.

I think that because of the limits of laws limitations there are ways to make a product sound like your getting the best of the best real stuff, however because of marketing loop holes they can say your receiving reel cheese because there is a little cow byproduct in the cheese. Real or not the cheese is delicious, and for only 80 calories a serving. The easy cheese is not the most unhealthy snack to choose on especially when having a tasty cheese craving.

Sources:http://www.organicconsumers.org/articles/article_4015.cfm, http://www.nabiscoworld.com/Brands/ProductInformation.aspx?BrandKey=easycheese&Site=1&Product=4400004553

1 with a Bullet

After listening to this shot story by Tobias Wolff I realize that I need to start using better describing words in my stories. The reason I say that is because in this sorry I noticed that the author used a lot of describing words, and I believe that is very important to have in order to suck your audience in and paint a very good, and clear picture with words so the reader can feel more apart of the readings.

There were many other things I liked about the sorry, however my favorite part of the short story was when the main character got shot and all of these last thoughts went through his head, none of those thoughts were the big things in his life, it was the small things in his life that were his last peaceful and tranquil thoughts, and memories. I think the author was trying to point out that sometimes the things that mean the most to us in our lives are the small things, like just playing a pick up game with the guys.

Day in the life of a 4th grader.

Its 6:55 AM on a winter morning in Seattle, Washington and I am awaken by the sound of my mom’s voice saying “rise and shine” as she pulls the shades up and lets the morning light fill the room as I try with all my might to resist. As much as I want to go back to bed, or at least snooze for 10 more minutes, I remember its Monday and there is a new Pokémon episode that’s starts at 7:00, So I pop out of bed with not the slightest feeling of being tired and race down to the big screen to watch Ash and the Pokémon defeat team rocket yet again.

After my truly favorite show was over I felt over come with energy and ready to face the day, so I race back up to get dressed and come back down stairs for the big breakfast that my mom has made for my sister and I. Now it’s about 8:00 AM and my friends knock at the door so that we can all walk to school together, it was a train thing, everyone’s mothers wanted to keep every one safe, kind of like a buddy system.

Once we all arrive at school most of the buddy system has to split up so I head to Miss Bars fourth grade class. Once the tardy bell rings class begins and Miss Bar started to hand out the spelling test forms. I realized that not only haven’t I practiced them at all, but also I haven’t even seen the list of the spelling words before. “Well here is another spelling test that my parents will never be able to see, “ I think to myself.

Once the torture of the spelling test was over it was time for lunch, which worked for me. I love lunch because I don’t have to stand in line and wait for that half step above prison food because I have a fresh lunch made by my mom, it’s an egg salad sandwich, an ice cold Mountain Dew, as well as other tasty snacks.

As the day at school winds down, the buddy system starts to form again, that means we are ready to go back home for the day. We walk the 3 blocks to Matt’s house, I didn’t mind stopping for two reasons N64 video games plus his mom was quite the cougar. I burn a few hours throwing my best game at Matt’s mom getting little to no positive feedback.

Once I see the streetlights come on I better get home quick, or I would have some explaining to do! My family would always have dinner together around the table every night and this evening was exactly that same way.

After dinner we would do homework if we had some, however it is weird because I never had homework. So I just would watch TV with my dad till my bedtime!