**My Passions**

In our school when you are in 7 grade, every year there is a geography fair. In geography class the whole year we learn about a country and in May you do a big display of things and food from your country, so other grades and your parents see what you have been doing in class. I did the geography fair last year and I just loved it, I cant say it was easy doing it and it was very stressful, but at the end I was really happy of how my project turned out. My stress for the project started since the first day of seventh grade, our geography teacher thought it would be best to give each student the country they were going to do, from the first day of school so they got used to it and had more time to prepare for the fair in May.  Getting the country you wanted was practically impossible, the teacher put the names of all the countries in a box, and you had to pick one without looking, you had practically the same possibility of getting the country you wanted as to winning the lottery. Like everyone else I wanted a big country everyone know, because it would be easier to get things to put on your display table and you would at least know were your country was located, because some of the countries in that box I had never heard them before. I was in the last class of the day, and some of my friends had gotten very got countries I wished I had picked. When I sat in the back of the classroom to wait for the teacher to pull out the box everyone was waiting for, my hands started sweating cold, I felt sick of my stomach, I just wanted to get it over with. Each minute made me more nerves, I just wanted the filling of desperation to end, but I felt as if the minutes before the bell rang lasted for hours. It was my turn to pick a piece of paper, and when I opened it I couldn’t believe what I got. Nepal, where was that? I didn’t want to study that country for a whole year. I guess I was really lucky, and when I remember that day I still cant believe anyone would actually want to change my country with hers. Lets just say I have a really good friend, which well… wanted to learn something new because she begged me to change Italy for Nepal. Now that am writing about it, I think I would have liked to stay with Nepal, is that Italy I already knew about, and had gone to visit, but I still was happy with how my projected ended. The fair was really cool, I cant say anything went wrong, but I did get frustrated when all of my classmates were building their booths and my parents hadn’t gotten to my school to help me. Apart from that, I think the Geography Fair was a success, and if I had the chance, I would definitely do it again.

I was seating in my bed with my computer in front of me, I had put some music on to see if I could clear my head and start writing, but the only thing I could hear was the clock ticking telling me that it was getting late and I still had no idea what I could blog about. It was weird, with all I talked during the day I never thought that the time would come when I had nothing to write about, or better said I couldn’t think of anything interesting to write about. I could write about how much I liked to play tennis, or the cool places I had always wanted to go, but I had already talked about how I liked ballet and said more than enough about the places I wanted to visit, that I was sure everyone was tired of hearing me say I had gone to China and wanted to go to Australia. I thought of other passions I had, because my blog was supposed to be about that, but I just felt that I should give my readers a brake of reading week after week the same story of were I started to do my passion and how much I loved to do it, because honestly, I was tired of writing the same thing over and over again. I wanted to write something that would capture my reader’s attention, that would make them hungry for more, but I guess that was to much to ask from by head that day.  We were also supposed to try and use voice in or post, which stressed me even more because I didn’t even think I had a voice. I was so used to writing the same way week after week that it became a routine, I just couldn’t find a way of braking from it. When my teacher read to our class some examples of posts that had voice in it, some of the really good ones were funny, they entertained you, but that’s just it am not funny. I sometimes say funny things that come out of the bloom, but when am pressured, like when I say a joke (and everyone who knows me knows how “GOOD” those jokes are) they turn up a disaster and no one laughs at them, lets just say I don’t have a career as a comedian. The clock kept ticking, everyone at my house was going to sleep, and I just had edublogs and word open but neither had anything written on them. Everything I thought I could write about would only be about a sentence long even if I write it very detailed, and when I was really got frustrated and my eyes were starting to shut because I was falling asleep, I thought of doing a really long description of my shoes that were lying next to my bed, but that was such a boring idea, that I thought I would fall asleep before even getting to the color of the laces, which would be more than what my readers would last if they read my post. But after I but my clock in the bathroom because I couldn’t stand one more second of its ticking, it came to me, how could I not think of it before, the idea had been their all along. I would write of not knowing what to write, and look at that I was able to write more than 550 words of I don’t even know what, but I was happy of how it turned out and I knew I would be able to sleep in peace with myself. 

China was incredible. I was able to visit some very interesting places, such as the great wall and the Terracota soldiers. The tour my family and I went on, toke us to three different places around China, Beijing the present of China, Xi An that is the past, and Shangai that is the future. In Beijing, that is the capital of China, they toke us to see the great wall. The tour guide told us that going to China and not seeing the wall was like not going to China at all. The wall was made thousand of years ago, it still stands, but it broke into smaller pieces. I went to the part of the Great Wall that was said to be the best part, because it was the longest and had the best view. The Great Wall was four hours away from the center of Beijing, but because it was a holiday in China, it toke us about six hours to get there because of the traffic. They were thousands of people in the Great Wall, it was impossible to get to the very top because of all the people, but we were able to walk on it for a while which was good enough for us. After being three days in Beijing we got on a plane and went to visit Xi An. It was very different from Beijing, because it looked older and the city was very poor. In Xi An we went to see the terracotta solders which was amazing because there were about 800 soldiers made out of terracotta that is a type of stone. The story about why the terracotta soldiers were made was very interesting in my opinion. The soldiers were made because the emperor of China in that time, wanted to be treaded when he died the same way as he was being treaded in his life, with all the servants and worriers to his power. He decided to kill all of the people in his palace, so they would serve him in his next life, but before he made a statue of each person he killed and but them outside his tomb so no one would enter it. It was really amazing to see so many solders, and people because they all had different faces. Because of all the years that have passed since the solders were made many of them were broken into peaces and they were being reconstructed. I also went temples, and some emperor house but the great wall and the terracotta solders were the two things I liked the most. Visiting China was really nice and I hope I can go again, and I also recommend everyone that has the chance to go to China to go because its really fun and  you learn a lot about the place.