Cam Collins
Arabian Nights Story
“There was once a woman named Carly Patterson that was mischievous and never got caught by the cops. She was a cereal-killer, and was intelligent enough that she snuck into the Pentagon and stole private information. She never was detected and was on the FBI’s most wanted list starting when she was eighteen. Carly was one of the most intelligent criminal masterminds that have ever walked this earth.
When Carly Patterson was five years old, she snuck out of her kindergarten classroom, hitched a taxi, and got a ride home. From then on during that day, Carly watched television and ate candy until her parents got home from work. The teacher never knew that Carly skipped class because she set a digital image of herself in her seat as a five year old! Carly could outsmart any of her teachers throughout grade school, and she could unlock the school’s computer code so that she could change her grades, absences, etc. Aside from all of this, Carly Patterson did not have many friends. She was always at home figuring out plans to break government laws and get away with it. Carly’s goal in life was to define why America’s security system just wasn’t good enough.
When Carly was eighteen, instead of going to college, she dedicated her life to getting by security, and stealing some of the Pentagon’s computer information. She was not an Anti-American, she just wanted to break the law for the fun of it. On the night of Christmas Eve, eighteen-year-old Carly Patterson grappled onto the top of the Pentagon. She broke the glass silently with her special design “any type of glass breaker” in order to be unheard, but as she did this she sneezed and an alarm went off. Carly was already repelling when she heard the alarm, and did so to the ground. Immediately when she landed she was completely surrounded by two-hundred FBI agents with machine guns. It seemed as if Carly Patterson’s perfect streak of mischief was over.
Once surrounded Carly used a smoke grenade that caused all two hundred of the FBI agents to not be able to see. Carly then repelled back to the top of the Pentagon and scaled down the other side. She decided to come back the next day on Christmas.
So on the night of December 25, Carly Patterson again went to the Pentagon, but this time disguised as a regular middle-aged woman that looked African-American. She went in the sewer this time that was closest to the Pentagon, traveled far enough so that she was directly under the Pentagon, and drilled a hole upwards so that she could see up inside the Pentagon. However, this was not just an ordinary drill, it activated silently so that no alarms went off. She then crept into the building's database center, deactivated the computer codes, logged on and pulled up some vital information of the U.S. government. Then, she walked out of the room with the lights and all computers on, so that the next day people would see that the Pentagon was easily broke into. But, as she left the room, her cell phone went off. It was a text message saying, 'Come outside and you will be lit up like a Christmas tree on Christmas day'. Carly gasped and...," and thats all for today said Scheherazade.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Cam Collins
Maddox
Modest Proposal
11 October 2009
Champions
If you want to be a champion in the field of athletics, you have to be different from everyone else. You not only have to have a strong work ethic and practice all the time, you must have a strong athletic body and the top level of coordination.
Well lets say that a kid has a killer work ethic and heart for the game, but he hasn’t the height, the body, or even the slightest bit of hand-eye. This kid has a dream of playing professional ball, but no one can fathom that possibility when looking at the kid. Well, what do you do? This kid lives on the sport, but he looks as of a nerd. The only solution that will allow this kid to live his dream is to do something different from everyone else in the sporting world. This kid has to take large amounts of steroids and GH. The kid might not sustain the proper coordination, but he will be able to compete strength-wise and hop over all the other athletes. He probably won’t live as long, and once the sports authorities find out about illegal steroids, chances are the kid will be banned from sports. But, at least he will be on top for awhile, maybe be the best for year or two. If it is what he wants, he will do anything for that ounce of glory, even if he only gets that chance once. It is the only possibility for kids who are not physically talented.
Maddox
Modest Proposal
11 October 2009
Champions
If you want to be a champion in the field of athletics, you have to be different from everyone else. You not only have to have a strong work ethic and practice all the time, you must have a strong athletic body and the top level of coordination.
Well lets say that a kid has a killer work ethic and heart for the game, but he hasn’t the height, the body, or even the slightest bit of hand-eye. This kid has a dream of playing professional ball, but no one can fathom that possibility when looking at the kid. Well, what do you do? This kid lives on the sport, but he looks as of a nerd. The only solution that will allow this kid to live his dream is to do something different from everyone else in the sporting world. This kid has to take large amounts of steroids and GH. The kid might not sustain the proper coordination, but he will be able to compete strength-wise and hop over all the other athletes. He probably won’t live as long, and once the sports authorities find out about illegal steroids, chances are the kid will be banned from sports. But, at least he will be on top for awhile, maybe be the best for year or two. If it is what he wants, he will do anything for that ounce of glory, even if he only gets that chance once. It is the only possibility for kids who are not physically talented.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
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Cam Collins
Maddox
Epic Poem
1 October 2009
One In a Trillion
Hero: Jameson Netello
Setting: A boy from Topeka. Kansas is the best in the world
Opening Action: Author begins with informing the audience how Jameson is the best at every sport. He is absolutely the best there ever was and will be.
This is the story of Jameson Netello,
Fellow to all, equal to none.
One in a trillion is a boy named Jameson,
Talented in every athletic way, doesn’t have a con.
The name Jameson defines winning,
Anything that involves competition and sport, he will keep your head spinning.
The boy Jameson easily conquers fame,
For this reason one must, “Remember the Name.”
Jameson became acquainted with sport at an early age.
A young baby, always moving around like he was mad with rage,
His parents couldn’t contain him, they needed a cage.
When Jameson was five, he was five feet tall,
And for Christmas that year, all he wanted was a ball.
He kicked it and threw it,
Dribbled it and maneuvered it,
Bounced it and shot it,
Spiraled it and caught it.
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Jameson was the competitive type,
When in a game, he always lived for the hype.
He dreamed of being the best,
But not just at one sport, but all the rest.
Anything that involved him holding the victor’s cup,
Kept him on his game, always in the clutch.
When he was just a youth teen, the sporting world was after him,
Not one could figure why he was so special,
Was it the work he put in, the stature he had, the killer instinct he showed?
Or was it that a god made him to be always a professional, a man among boys.
People also argued that he was the god of sports,
Because he never had an off game, he was 100%.
By fifteen, Jameson was the best athlete in the world,
None could beat him, few could play alongside him.
This, only the beginning of Jameson’s long reign in his kingdom of sports.
Cam Collins
Maddox
Epic Poem
1 October 2009
One In a Trillion
Hero: Jameson Netello
Setting: A boy from Topeka. Kansas is the best in the world
Opening Action: Author begins with informing the audience how Jameson is the best at every sport. He is absolutely the best there ever was and will be.
This is the story of Jameson Netello,
Fellow to all, equal to none.
One in a trillion is a boy named Jameson,
Talented in every athletic way, doesn’t have a con.
The name Jameson defines winning,
Anything that involves competition and sport, he will keep your head spinning.
The boy Jameson easily conquers fame,
For this reason one must, “Remember the Name.”
Jameson became acquainted with sport at an early age.
A young baby, always moving around like he was mad with rage,
His parents couldn’t contain him, they needed a cage.
When Jameson was five, he was five feet tall,
And for Christmas that year, all he wanted was a ball.
He kicked it and threw it,
Dribbled it and maneuvered it,
Bounced it and shot it,
Spiraled it and caught it.
Collins2
Jameson was the competitive type,
When in a game, he always lived for the hype.
He dreamed of being the best,
But not just at one sport, but all the rest.
Anything that involved him holding the victor’s cup,
Kept him on his game, always in the clutch.
When he was just a youth teen, the sporting world was after him,
Not one could figure why he was so special,
Was it the work he put in, the stature he had, the killer instinct he showed?
Or was it that a god made him to be always a professional, a man among boys.
People also argued that he was the god of sports,
Because he never had an off game, he was 100%.
By fifteen, Jameson was the best athlete in the world,
None could beat him, few could play alongside him.
This, only the beginning of Jameson’s long reign in his kingdom of sports.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Conceited Metaphor
Cam Collins
Conceited Metaphor
Maddox
22 September 2009
Life is like an oak tree.
Birth is equivalent to a seed sprouting,
Childhood, to the bark growing taller,
Adulthood, to the branches expanding and the leaves multiplying in color,
And death, to the great tree being chopped down.
But, the life of the oak tree is not yet done,
It has its maker to visit to show off its leaves.
Life is like an oak tree, never complete,
So it starts its new life, as a new cycle, and as a different tree.
Conceited Metaphor
Maddox
22 September 2009
Life is like an oak tree.
Birth is equivalent to a seed sprouting,
Childhood, to the bark growing taller,
Adulthood, to the branches expanding and the leaves multiplying in color,
And death, to the great tree being chopped down.
But, the life of the oak tree is not yet done,
It has its maker to visit to show off its leaves.
Life is like an oak tree, never complete,
So it starts its new life, as a new cycle, and as a different tree.
Monday, August 17, 2009
About Myself
I am Cam Collins, a sophomore at Darlington School in Rome, GA. I am 15 and I was born on April 23, 1994. I am very competitive and strive to do my best to be successful in life. I live with my mom, dad, and my sister Natalie in the city of Calhoun. I can be shy at times, but also I can be very talkative.
I go to Darlington on a partial scholarship and I really love it. I chose Darlington because I think its the best possible place around here that can lead young citizens to be successful. I am a well-rounded athlete. At Darlington I run varsity cross country, play basketball, and run varsity track. I run because I feel that I can be very successful at any level. I love to sprint at the end of each race and be the best! I have many goals for this cross country season. I went to state in both cross country and track. In track last spring, I specialized in the 1600 meter run (mile) and placed tenth in class A as a freshman with a pr of 4:50. I look forward to track this year and my goal is to win state in the mile race.
Basketball is my other passion. I love to shoot and score points, as well as being the key player on the team. I especially love the pressure that goes along with the game. In the past year I have struggled with the game, but I have worked very hard since then and I know my full potential. I feel that with any sport you have to be willing to push yourself to do what people don't think you can do. Athletes always must have a sense of competitiveness and confidence in order to reach their dreams, and those are two things I believe Darlington will help me with.
I also push to achieve academic excellence at Darlington. Math is my favorite subject, and then English. This year in English I would like to improve my writing, reading, and test-taking skills. I look forward to a great class this year! God, my family, my friends, sports, Georgia Tech, my dog, and academics are the most important in my life. 368 words
I go to Darlington on a partial scholarship and I really love it. I chose Darlington because I think its the best possible place around here that can lead young citizens to be successful. I am a well-rounded athlete. At Darlington I run varsity cross country, play basketball, and run varsity track. I run because I feel that I can be very successful at any level. I love to sprint at the end of each race and be the best! I have many goals for this cross country season. I went to state in both cross country and track. In track last spring, I specialized in the 1600 meter run (mile) and placed tenth in class A as a freshman with a pr of 4:50. I look forward to track this year and my goal is to win state in the mile race.
Basketball is my other passion. I love to shoot and score points, as well as being the key player on the team. I especially love the pressure that goes along with the game. In the past year I have struggled with the game, but I have worked very hard since then and I know my full potential. I feel that with any sport you have to be willing to push yourself to do what people don't think you can do. Athletes always must have a sense of competitiveness and confidence in order to reach their dreams, and those are two things I believe Darlington will help me with.
I also push to achieve academic excellence at Darlington. Math is my favorite subject, and then English. This year in English I would like to improve my writing, reading, and test-taking skills. I look forward to a great class this year! God, my family, my friends, sports, Georgia Tech, my dog, and academics are the most important in my life. 368 words
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