Archive for January 2011
Recently, an Arizona Congresswoman named Gabrielle Giffords was shot in the head at point-blank range. Jared Lee Loughner also killed six people in the shooting, including a nine-year old girl and a judge. He also injured thirteen people.
Let’s talk about this for a minute.
Before January 8, 2011, Loughner was just one person in America. He might have gotten some traffic tickets, maybe even bought some burgers at McDonalds like most of us do. I hardly knew anything about him at all. But now, he even has his own Wikipedia page (no lie. You can look it up for yourself if you don’t believe me).
Before that day, he had a YouTube account like thousands- maybe even millions– of people do. I watched a few myself after January 8, and I have to admit he’s a pretty strange guy. Maybe the views he gave to the public long before the shooting were hints of what he would do in the future. But he probably didn’t know that either; no one can say exactly what they’re going to do twenty years from now, because you don’t know what will happen tomorrow.
What you do in the past shapes your actions in the future, and that’s true for everyone; you’re no exception, and I can’t bend the rules either. Maybe this article will shape what happens in the future for the people who read it.
What happened to Congresswoman Giffords and the others who were killed and injured will affect not only them, but other people as well. But no matter where this goes, America and its people will still be here when the dust settles. We don’t go down easily.
God bless America, and God help Congresswoman Giffords and all those affected by the tragedy to recover.
Yay! Part 13 came to me in one big burst today. School’s closed today, by the way.
It’s a little late, but: Happy MLK Jr. Day!
David searched for the right words. “He’s . . . he’s an amazing bodyguard.” Atticus nodded in his approval. David managed not to mention Michio, or the fact that Kaito was a ninja.
“Well, that’s excellent, David.” His father turned back to Kaito. “Since you’ve done such a god job, Kaito, we’d like to hire you. You would live here, with us, and get a suitable amount of money each month. How does that sound?”
For a moment Kaito didn’t say anything. “I . . . I am honored, Mr. Banner.” he said. “But I can’t. The plane back to Japan leaves in an hour, and I have to get there in time. As much as I’d like to, I can’t accept your offer.” He bowed deeply.
“And, um, Dad?” Mr. Banner turned to his son. “I don’t think I’ll need a bodyguard anymore.” he said. “Kaito taught me courage while he was helping me, so . . . I think I can fend for myself.”
Mr. Banner was stunned. “Well, that’s a surprise, but it’s good to hear, David.” He and his wife walked to the car to get their suitcases, with Atticus close behind them.
“Well, I better go.” Kaito said, starting to walk towards the door.
“Kaito, wait!” He stopped and turned back to David. “I, um. . .” David searched for a way to put his thoughts into words, and after a few seconds, he found the perfect ones. “Thanks for helping me. If it wasn’t for you, I’d be scared of going back to school, but I’m sure I can make it on my own.”
Kaito smiled and put his hands behind his head. “I guess it’s Michio you really have to thank,” he said. “If he hadn’t forced me to leave Japan, I wouldn’t have been here in the first place.”
“Good point.” David turned around to see Ritsuki standing behind him, leaning against the stair banister. “Don’t forget, Kaito, we’re racing to the airport. And your grandfather agreed to meet us there; he just called a few minutes ago.”
“That’s great!” Kaito pointed challengingly at his friend. “You’re on!”
“If it’s okay with my dad, can I go with you to the airport?” David asked hesitantly.
“Sure.” Ritsuki grinned. “It’s going to be the time of your life. I guarantee it.”
“Okay, you guys ready?” Hayato asked. He had a huge grin on his face.
Kaito gave him a thumbs-up. They were in two teams: Hayato and Ritsuki were in one, and Kaito, Takami, and David were in one. Ritsuki didn’t mind David in the opposing team; he said Kaito and Takami would be doing the work anyways.
They stood on the bridge, on the metal railing that keeps cars from falling off, over the highway. Kaito was balancing David on the rail, but every second David thought the wheelchair would get to heavy and fall. Below them was the highway, with streetlights on either side about twenty-or-so feet away from each other.
They were going to jump.
According to Kaito, they would survive; apparently they did this all the time in Japan. I hope I don’t weigh Kaito down with my chair. David swallowed hard. Ritsuki was right; this would be the time of his life. If he could survive, that is.
“Look at us. Five teens standing on the edge of the bridge ready to jump. Someone must’ve called the cops by now.” Hayato chuckled.
“Some people are looking as they pass, and three people have pulled over and already called the police.” Takami said without turning around.
“Great.” Ritsuki rubbed his hands together with mock evil. “The more the merrier, as they say . . . muha ha ha ha . . .”
They all laughed, and Kaito turned to David. “You ready for this?”
“I think so.” David answered, trying to hide the nervousness in his voice.
“No time to think; the cops are here.” Takami said. David turned around to see she was right.
“What are you kids doing? Get down from there,” the first cop who got out of the car demanded.
“He must have a lot of naughty kids.” Hayato muttered.
“It’s not like we’re doing anything illegal, officer. Besides, there’s nothing to worry about. We’re all going to survive. But fine.” Ritsuki put his hands above his head, the signal to get ready. All of them turned around.
“Good. Now please, come down from that ledge.”
“Scratch the kids; he must have a lot of cats.” Hayato said loud enough for the man to hear. They all laughed.
“Well, it’s been fun, sir, but we have to go.” Ritsuki winked at the policeman and started to fall backwards, as did the rest of them. “See ya.”
“Hey, wait! What are you kids-” But they were already out of earshot, and the road was coming up fast. Kaito grinned as the shocked cop looked at them from the ledge, his mouth wide opened.
“Ritsuki was right. The more the merrier.” Kaito said.
“But,” Ritsuki said, “all jokes, aside, it’s on, Kaito and Takami! We’re going to beat you bad.”
“We’ll see about that.” Takami said with a mysterious grin. “You ready, Kaito? Better not let David down, or we’ll have a pretty big mess to go through with that cop.”
(Note: this is not the end of this story. The author has a bad case of writer block at the moment and will finish as soon as possible)