Last weekend, It's was beautiful snow, but I couldn't go outside. I opened my blogspot in my computer. " I want to know today have class, but no class". I practiced typing a little, afterward I looked out the window. Snow dropped too fast, it's overwhelm anywhere. Too much snow

In last Auturn, the weather will be cold, windy, some times rainy. In the street, the leaves fall down and died. The trees are going to sleep until next Spring. The flowers will blossom next year. All the births fly to South avoid the Winter. They will be come back when Spring arrives.

What is CPR?

CPR stand for Cardio (heart). Pulmonary (lungs). Resuscitation (living again).
CPR can save a life and reduce the risk of brain damage from loss of oxygen.
The signs of a heart attack: chest pain-pressure, short of breath, sweaty cool, look sick.
What should you do?
Loosen clothes, and call 911.If they lose consciousness, lay victim on the floor, After that, there are three steps of CPR you must to do: look, listen, feel, and you start CPR.
You give two breathing to force air into the lungs then you push hard on the chest of victim thirty times if the victim is unconscious, you still continue two breathing and push hard on the chest thirty times until you see victim become conscious. You have saved a person's life!

Weekend

Every day I usually go to school. Saturday, I went to learn talk time class in Fair wood Library, and Sunday I went to Renton Library for reading books about two hours, I picked up some foods in the Supermarket, I made dinner, and enjoyed with my children. After that, I and my son went to Methodist Church in the Bronson way St near Group Health. I served food for 20 or sometimes 25 people at 9: p.m while my son practiced piano (he has liked to play piano when he was a kid). Although I didn't have spare time, I felt better and comfortable after weekend was very busy.

A Duty To Heal.

The story talk about a black person, he 's from Africa. He dreams to go the US. But, as soon as he came to US. He worked in a hospital. He was a doctor. He wanted to cure for everybody. He believed in his duty to heal. All patients, all human beings are equal. But one day when a patient was brought into the hospital. He was a white supremacist. He was a racist person. He didn't let anyone get close or touch him except the white nurses. He was not badly hurt.
What would you do when someone have adoubt with you? Doctor wonder: How could he have approached him? and win his trust? He was influenced with the faith of Martin Luther King everybody were equality and freedom. He had saved many lives.

The priceless lesson.

When I lived in my country. Life was hectic, I worked all day, every day I usually slept 5 or 6 hours. I couldn't visit my parents, I was very annoyed with myself. But I have a daughter. She was a teenager, she is active person. Every weekend, she visited my parents, she took care, bought some foods, gave them showers, cut their nails. She helped me so much in my life. This incident had me to realize I was wrong. Even though I had so many jobs (or so much work), but I couldn't forget my responsibility with my family. There are many who people who do not have a family.
Could I forget who bore me, raised me and help me? My daughter reminded me of who I am. And thank her for .

A Priceless Lesson in Humility

Felipe Morales- Rowlett, Texas
As heard on NPR's All Things Considered, December 15, 2008
A few years ago, I took a sightseeing trip to Washington D.C. I saw many of our nation's treasures, and I also saw a lot of our fellow citizens on the street- unfortunate ones, like panhandlers and homeless folks.
Standing outside the Ronald Reagan Center, I heard a voice say, "Can you help me?" When I turned around, I saw an elderly blind woman with her had extended. In a natural reflex, I reached in to my pocket, pulled out all my loose change and placed it on her hand without even looking at her. I was annoyed at being bothered by a beggar.
But the blind woman smiled and said, "I don't want your money. I just need help finding the post office."
In an instant, I realized what I had done. I acted with prejudice-I judge another person simply for what I assumed she had to be.
I hated what I saw in myself. This incident re-awakened my core belief. It reaffirmed that I believe in humility, even though I'd lost it for a moment. The thing I had forgotten about myself is that I am an immigrant. I left Honduras and arrived in the U.S at the age 15. I started my new life with two suitcases, my brother and sister, and a strong no-nonsense mother. Through the years, I have been a dishwasher, roofer, cashier, mechanic, pizza delivery driver among many other humble jobs, and eventually I became a network engineer.
In my own life, I have experienced many open acts of prejudice. I remember a time at age 17, I was a busboy and I heard a father tell his little boy that if he did not do well in school, he would end up like me. I have also witnessed the same treatment of family and friends, so I know what it's like, and I should have known better
But now, living in my American middle-class lifestyle, it is too easy to forget my past, to forget who I am, where I have been and lose sight of where I want to be going. That blind woman on the streets of Washington, D.C., cured me of my self-induced blindness. She reminded me of my belief in humility and to always keep my eyes and heart open.
By the way, I helped that lady to the post office. And in writing this essay, I hope to thank her for the priceless lesson.
Network engineer Felipe Morales was born in Tegucigalpa, Honduras, in 1974, and immigrated with his family to Tampa, Fla., in 1990. He now lives with his wife and children in Rowlett, Texas, where he enjoys playing and coaching soccer.