My Weekend Poetry

My weekend paragraph

My name is Ava Pribanic, and this weekend was nothing out of the ordinary. I spent most of each night wide awake, reading or scrolling through the many social medias in existence. I woke up late in the mornings, spending the rest of my day completing unfinished homework and eating the last of the food in the house. (Mom will have to go grocery shopping.) Netflix was constantly in front of me and for hours I would be lost in the imaginary world I watched so closely. I did leave the house, however, spending a few hours downtown Saturday to watch the women’s soccer game. The rest of my team was there as well, and after the successful match for Canada, I hopped in the car and drove back to my home, where I could continue being lazy.

My weekend poem

A busy bee is a bee who is speedy with their tasks,
But what do you call a bee who is not exactly fast?
A bee who likes to sit around with nobody there,
A bee who unlike everyone doesn’t really care.
This bee, who I can relate, takes every chance they get
To lay around all day without working up a sweat.
This bee who is the opposite of busy, a lazy one at that
Would rather stay at home, as sleepy as a cat.
We might all have some lazy bee buried deep inside
And a weekend is the perfect chance for it not have to hide.
We kick up our feet and enjoy doing a lot of nothing, Something,
A whole bunch of this and that
A busy bee, who, for once has nothing to work at.

Get to know me

My dog, Eevee:

Everyday when I come home I can always count on one thing to cheer me up… my dog. The first thing I hear when I open the door is always claws scraping against the wooden floor of my home. The small black pup will come bounding around the corner, a blur as she takes two stairs down at a time. Her tail wags ferociously, propelled by her excitement for my return and her rusty dog tag bounces freely around her neck. Her heart-warming greeting always bring a smile to my face and any negativity from the morning seems to fade away. I bend down and slide my hand across her sleek black fur, admiring her huge mouse-like ears. They’re tucked down as the hyper pup continues to speed around, dodging furniture and anything else that enters her path. I pick up her favourite toy, a stuffed turtle, which is covered in mud and grass stains and leaks stuffing every time it moves. Soon the smell of dog breath is too much for me and I chuck it across the room, watching her tumble across the floor in an effort to retrieve it. She drops it at my feet and I watch as she pants, her focused brown eyes never leaving the dirty ball of fabric, challenging me to throw it once more. Her playful puppy ways never fail to entertain me and I pin my hair up, ready for the next round of our game.

Soccer:

The referee blows the whistle, and for a moment I’m too stunned to move, the high pitch sound ringing in my ear. I shake it off and bolt down the field to catch up. I can feel the stress lifting off my shoulders as I begin to run and I pick up the pace, trying to escape my problems. The wind rushes past me, blocking out the noise of other’s opinions, and in this moment, nothing matters. I don’t need to worry about the homework, girl cliques or drama. Rain starts pouring down, the fresh smell filling my lungs. The field around me is blurred and my legs are covered with goosebumps. I have never been so miserable, yet at the same time, so relaxed. I block out the cold, refusing to let it slow me down. I don’t care if we win. These 90 minutes are the best part of my week and I refuse to let them slip away. Everything going on outside the field doesn’t matter and that is why this game is so important to me.

Soccer

Reading:

Sitting at the edge of my bed, I scan through the pages. I sneeze from the dust I’ve been breathing in, yet it does not slow me down. Flipping them over one by one, I take in every word on the page. The faint cries and shrieks coming from my younger brothers are seeping through the slight crack in my door, so I kick it shut. There is absolutely no tolerance for distractions. As the ending nears, I can feel the anticipation filling my chest. I had predicted the murderer from the very first page and as every piece of paper is turned, I grow more and more confident in my choice. Finally, the last words of the book slip off my tongue, but this is a taste I am not so familiar with. It is the taste of being wrong. My eyes grow wide and I throw my hands in the air in shock. I bounce around the room, unable to process the information I had just received. Finally, I collapse onto my bead, exhausted from my excited response. This is nothing unusual, and every time I open a new book, the urge for an unsuspected ending grows stronger.

Reading

Savings

1. Identify something you want to save for (by the end of grade 12)
I’m going to save up for a car.

2. How much does it cost?
$2,000

3. Create a savings plan to reach your goal?
I’m going to save 10% of the money I make each month. Because the amounts I make right now vary, the amount I save will depend on how much I made that month.

4. How will you ‘save’ your money? In a bank account? If so, what kind of account? How much interest does it pay?
I will, and already do, save my money in a savings bank account. My bank pays me interest on the money that is in the account. That account doesn’t get used except for borrowers by the bank. They pay me interest because they’re using my money which the borrower will pay interest on as well.

Biomes of the world

Biomes

During this assignment what I thought worked well was communication. I found it very important to be able to communicate deadlines, expectations and other criteria for our project. We really needed to work together to produce something we were proud of. If one person didn’t follow instructions or come through in time it would have the whole group stranded. That’s why we needed to focus and not get sidetracked to be able to know our responsibilities and jobs.
In top of this I think the equal workloads made the project easier. We all knew what we had to get done. It was simple and straight forward to do our own task, which was better in my opinion than scrambling to complete multiple aspects of the assignment.
What I thought didn’t work well or something we could’ve worked on was class time use. I believe we communicated well what we had to get done and when it needed to be done by, but I think we could’ve gotten even more done with higher quality if we had not wasted any class time. Sometimes I felt like we weren’t making the most of our time. Focusing can be tricky, especially during group projects. I think we should’ve had better time management so that we didn’t have to stress or rush as much.
Overall, this project was not only fun, but helped to build leadership, teamwork and responsibility skills, but it was also fun to be able to come together with fellow classmates to produce something we were proud of.

Polydactyly – the making

Some questions I used to start my research were:
• What is Polydactyly?
• What are causes Polydactyly?
• What is chromosome 7’s responsibility?
• How does chromosome 7 cause Polydactyly?
• What types of Polydactyly exist?
• Which gene does Polydactyly affect?
• What is a mutation?
• What types of mutations exist?
• What is a duplication?
• What is the different between postaxial and preaxial Polydactyly?
• What is the different between postaxial type A and type B Polydactyly?
• What is an isolated anomaly?

My process for this assignment was fairly simple. I researched and took notes, making sure to jot down anything that related to my topic. I next read through everything and separated the important information that I thought would help my audience to furthur understand my content from the unimportant facts. I then started to put the information in paragraph form, adding detail and other facts I had remembered reading to tie in the words with fluidity. Finally, I concluded my story and corrected, read over and reviewed my work.

Citations :
• https://ghr.nlm.nih.gov/primer/mutationsanddisorders/possiblemutations
• http://www.childrenshospital.org/conditions-and-treatments/conditions/polydactyly-of-fingers/symptoms-and-causes
• https://www.genome.gov/27529688/polydactyly-study-general-information/
• https://medlineplus.gov/ency/article/003176.htm
• http://genetics.thetech.org/ask-a-geneticist/polydactyly
• https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3088011/
• http://medind.nic.in/jae/t07/i1/jaet07i1p35.pdf
• https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=eDbK0cxKKsk
• https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=MOtRqBs0jxE
• https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=xYOK-yzUWSI

When I was researching I tried to use reliable sources. Government websites are always good for me and I can count on them for good facts. I tried not to use websites that were very complex because I wanted to be able to understand what I was reading so that I could incorporate it into my story with my own words. The endings of the sites usually give me the biggest clue as to wether they are useful or not. If it is .com or .ca I usually steer clear just because you can never be too sure with those websites.

I think this assignment was very beneficial to me. I was born with preaxial Polydactyly and doing the research for this project has allowed me to understand my mutation much furthur. I learned that my mutation is not necessarily rare and there are many other people in the world who are born with extra digits. I learned how I could have developed the mutation and now that I understand why I was born this way I feel much better.
I understand mutations and genes much better and now that I have taken the time to research for this project I will feel more at ease during class.

I think my biggest challenge was understanding what I was saying. I had to research everything to make sure I understoood it. That way I would know that my information was correct, made sense and I could put it into my own words.
I think this project took more time than I suspected and I think I could have started may research sooner to have reached better outcomes.

Polydactyly

Hello, I am GLI3.
A gene located on chromosome 7, which contains up to 1,000 other genes responsible for cell division, cell growth and the production of protein with cells.
I have been affected with, in this case, an inherited mutation called Polydactyly, a duplication that causes it’s host to have extra fingers or toes.

Polydactyly is an abnormality characterized by extra fingers or toes. The condition may be present as part of a collection of abnormalities, or it may exist by itself. When polydactyly exhibits by itself, it is inherited as an autosomal dominant trait.

Polydactyly is an abnormality characterized by extra fingers or toes. The condition may be present as part of a collection of abnormalities, or it may exist by itself. When polydactyly exhibits by itself, it is inherited as an autosomal dominant trait.

A mutation is a change in DNA sequence and when you change DNA that can change you. There are many types of mutations, such as, deletion, insertion or duplications. A duplication is when new genetic material is generated during molecular evolution.

I have a hereditary mutation, past on from from a parent and present during all of my host’s life. My mutation is also known as a germline mutation because it is present in the egg or sperm cells. The DNA from both of Sara’s parents came together and since the DNA contained the mutation, Sara received it as well.

The mother of my host, Sara, has Polydactyly as well. Because I am an autosomal dominant gene, it means Sara only had to have one parent with the mutation to have a 50% chance of me being passed down to her, which is why she now walks around with an extra pinky finger on her right hand. Her child will also automatically have a 50% of receiving the gene as well.

I was affected to cause her to be be born with supernumeral digits.
The postaxial type B Polydactyly that was passed down to her caused me to affect the way her hands were formed, and help in the creation of extra digits on the ulnar side of Sara’s hand. The pinky finger.
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You may wonder why she didn’t keep the second little finger she was born with.
The post-axial Polydactyly that has affected her is type B, which means that the extra finger forms as a rudimentary digit attached to the small finger.
Sara’s extra digit formed as nothing more than just a floppy skin tag, easy for doctors to remove. The duplication would have served no use and would have only affected her negatively. This is why her parents made the simple decision of a surgical removal.
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Sara’s Polydactyly does not cause her any pain or affect her physically in any way other way. Since the extra digit was removed, there is nothing more than a scar and some difficulty with the use of the original pinky finger to prove it’s existence.
The consequences Sara experienced have been mainly been social.
Felling like she doesn’t fit in, being judged and other possible things that make making connections and friendships difficult for Sara are the hardest things she’s had to learn to deal with. Keeping the mutation secret has been the easiest way for her to pretend it never happened, only telling her closest friends and family members. A fake story to cover up the well-sized scar on her hand has made the experience seemingly disappear.

Although she doesn’t remember the extra digit herself, stories from her parents have made it clear to her that the removal decisions was what was best for her. Sara is completely unaware of any level of discomfort or difficulty of use she ever had with her right hand.
The Polydactyly she was faced with hasn’t bud into her life at all, since the mutation I carry didn’t come along with any syndromes.

Sara was lucky and the Polydactyly in the gene that was passed down to her was an isolated anomaly. An isolated anomaly is when the mutation is only a single anomaly, instead of having many that result in a syndrome.

Even though Sara has had to overcome social difficulties, her recovery from the surgery was easy and didn’t provide her with any physical challenges. Polydactyly can be more harmful to the host, but in Sara’s case, she was lucky the gene she received from her mother was easy enough to deal with and will never hold her back in life.

Math 9 – Spoken Word

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do you know what I am?

A letter? A number? A symbol?

I ponder.

Do you know what it’s like?

Being undefined; having no definition.

Being lost; not being found, not in the right place.

Undefined, lost.

These words have meaning.

Meanings.

They know what they mean.

Variable;

unknown, all alone,

do you know what I am?

A variable. A something. A what if. An I wonder.

Do you know what it’s like?

Being complex?

Being an outcast; not having the same rules, regulations or patterns,

being scattered.

Clueless; not having a clue,

but they know what they are.

Supposed to be.

I only have possibilities, you coulds.

How about you are.

I am. I am what? A 3, 4, 6?

A negative, positive fraction? Subtraction?

No. I know what I am.

I am a number, no letter.

A signification.

I am a variable, that is what I am.