Updates

So as you have seen (if any of you actually read my blog), I have updated my site in many ways! I am thrilled to add many gadgets to my side bar, and I have changed my name from president_aundre0705 to DA G to THE Aundré Bumgardner, as well as organizing the site. If you look at the side bar, you may find a video that was posted by me about 9 months ago on Youtube; where you will find my radiant Grandfather and I making a video on Apple's Photobooth. It also features my Brother and my Grandmother which means its a must see. So as you can see, I still have very much to add to the blog, and eventually I will put in a long term plan for the site. Who knows, maybe this will be the next twitter. ^^ enjoy.

In other news, If you may remember, I wrote about spending my time this summer with my Grandfather. Today, I did just that. Yesterday, me, my Sister Lourdes, my Grandmother, my Aunt Uncle, and Baby Cousin went out to fishtales, tugs, & sails festival in New London where we enjoyed the nice weather, and the beautiful waterfront. Following the nice afternoon, we headed off to East Lyme where we were invited to eat at my Titi Rita and Uncle John's house; and where we met up with my Grandfather. There they made Shish Kabob and watched Star Wars episode V Empire Strikes Back. Good food, Great movie, pleasant time. After the nice evening, my Grandparents, my Sister, and I went home to watch Star Wars VI Return of the Jedi, and went to bed. The following morning, my Grandmother made me a plentiful and nutritious breakfast, and after some outdoor labor with my Grandpa, we went out to see Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. In all, it was a very nice weekend, and one to add to the very memories that I have spent, enjoying the most wonderful times with my Grandfather. Everyday when I think about him, I wonder if time is just ticking away, and if one day, I wake up, and he is no longer here. I don't want to think about that, So all I must do is cherish every spent moment with him, make his years the most wonderful he has ever had, and live out life.

The Broken Summer

For my ASL (American Sign Language) class, we were to create a story completely signed of our childhood. I decided to write about this experience, because it was extremely memorable, and shaped me into the person I am today.

One summer day I was at my favorite cousins house. At his house we played Nintendo 64, watched TV, and played with marble monster toys. After ate lunch, we decided to play outside. In his backyard, we played on his jungle Jim, and had a lot of fun. Finally, we decided to go on the swings and do tricks. “What trick can you do?” exclaimed my cousin. “ I can do the twist!” I shouted, as I was spinning round and round. Soon after, he was eager enough to pull a stunt that most 7 year olds were terrified to do. Jump of the swing. I have afraid to do so, not wanting to risk my fragile frame, and football playing. Without me having to tell him to get off, He jumped off the swing while in the air and fell right on his to feet. “Awesome!” shouted Javier who was breathing heavily and in a state of high. “Guess who’s next?” whispered Javy, “Your turn.” Without hesitation, I sat on the on the swing and was getting momentum until I realized it wasn’t worth it. You getting scared said Javier noticing that I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do it. Being the younger cousin I was determined to show him who was boss but at the same time not willing to risk my health. “Chicken!” Shouted Javy, laughing away on my pity. I was eager on telling him something mean but I was awestruck by his words. There I sit on the swing so lonely with no one to save me from the trap my cousin set and what the consequences would be that awaited me. I put the hands on the chains and became swaying. I felt tense, but at the same time feeling less and less scared per swing. I was traveling higher and higher so high I could feel the early august breeze that you cannot feel on the ground. I felt feeling of saying I didn’t want to do this, but I did not want to disappoint my cousin nor myself. Jump. There I was on the ground feeling a sensation that I had never felt before. Had I broken my arm? The thought soured through my head with lightning speed and became terrified. “AAAHHHHHHHHHH!” I screamed! I knew something bad happened to my arm so I told my cousin to run to his mother to get some help!” His mother a nurse did not know what to do, either in a state of shock or a feeling of disappointment for watching me during the week. In the house I told her all the information she would need to know for me to go the hospital, my pediatrician, my health office, and even the hospitals number. She was quite impressed with my bravery and resistance to pain. With few tears in my eyes, I told my cousin that it would be ok and it was an accident. As I was leaving the house, I told my cousin that I would never forgive him. 7 years later, he living in Panama, talk to each other frequently and talk to each other about that indescribable day. I don’t know what I would be like if that day did not include a broken arm, or how that broken arm would impact the rest of my life. With surgery, a cast, and a lot of love, I got better quickly and was happy to use my left arm again. The one I write with. Much was different the next summer where I once again broke my arm, but that’s another story.

Summer

After waking up on this summer day, I couldn't help but look out of the window to see what may be in store or lay in my path when I walk out of my doors. Its a rather brisk summer day, meaning its a good day to walk the dogs, and settle for a good hot cup of tea. Most importantly, as I was glaring out of the window, I could help but realize that I had forgotten to write a post on my blog, and how I needed to do so before I walked out of my door! So here I am now, writing on my blog after a mere 2 months; and I have a lot to talk about! So first off, I would like to say that I FINISHED my freshman year at the Cambridge School of Weston, and looking back, I realized I learned so much more than I expected, and I take every little fact they taught me and apply to everyday life. after attending the school, I also find myself being a lot more interested in Social Justice, and I have even taught many people about the subject (Even if they don't want to!) It has also been strange because I haven't lived there in about 2 months! In all though, My year attending CSW was a satisfying one, and i look forward to going this fall. Secondly, Now that summer is underway, I have enjoyed every moment of it. I have taken a job as an LIT for ISAAC School new summer program, and I have spent time with my amazing grandfather. So before I write a book, I'm going to end this blog with a photo that truly speaks to me, and may speak to you. Night All :)