Tia

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 Answer: one of the things that make people deaf is a conductive deafness refers to sound waves not being able to pass in the other parts of the ear; it is most commonly caused by fluid build-up, and is sometimes a temporary condition.
 * 1)  What makes people deaf?

 Answer: They die in the vessels, but the spleen has special cells that go to dissolve the dead red blood cells. We actually excrete them when we go to the toilet it’s the dead blood cells and bile juices that give the feces the dark brown look.
 * 1)  Where do dead blood cells go?

 Answer: Girls and boys are about equal in muscle mass until they hit puberty. Boys' testosterone levels shoot up, causing them to gain muscle (muscular hypertrophy.) Girls instead experience a rise in estrogen levels, which increases body fat, especially around the pelvis, but no large increase in muscle mass, beyond things of normal growth.
 * 1)  Why is it said that males are more muscular than females?

 Answer: Your tears flow from tear glands and into your eyes through tiny tear ducts. The tear glands are located under your upper lids and when stimulated, produce tears to form a thin film over your eyeballs.
 * 1)  What makes tears?

 ~ Tia

Summary School

**S** omething full of memories.
 * C** razy friends trying to see your
 * H** appy, large smile.
 * O** utside small adventures begin and end.
 * O** utside hopelessness looms in the deep, dark, shadows,
 * L** oving not having to work.

~Tia

To Fear

===To be beautiful is not about physical appearance but it is the signal of truth, kindness, heart, peace, and emotion.Outer beauty is a test to see if you're purely beautiful. ===

===To be strong is not how much muscle you have, but it is the picture and reward of your actions. For true strength is and act out of righteousness and love. ===

===To fight is not to kill or wound someone out of anger or to show that your opponent was wrong, or just for the fun of it. //That// is the sign of weakness and that shows how undisciplined you are. === ===To fight is to keep going no matter how difficult the challenges are. To be a fighter you will fight and protect for the love and beauty of the world. ===

To fear is to not only follow your mind but to follow the deepest, brightest part of your heart.
~Tia

<span style="display: block; font-family: DejaVu Serif,serif; text-align: center;">I wish...

<span style="display: block; font-family: DejaVu Serif,serif; font-size: 16pt; text-align: left;">I wish happiness was a contagious disease. Spreading to every spirit it sees.

I wish love was around every corner, dancing in the moonlit street.

I wish honesty came with every little heart.

I wish hope would seek out those whose life seems dark and dead.

I wish fear would come only when you lose someone you love.

I wish rain would only fall to wash away the tears, fears, and disappointments and take them away from the world we know.

I wish the world was a better place.

<span style="display: block; font-family: DejaVu Serif,serif; font-size: 16pt; text-align: right;">~Tia Decolati

__ Bandit __ Loving Memories A joyful, young, little pup A star in the night Written by Tia

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 19pt; line-height: 115%;">I wish…

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 16.5pt; line-height: 115%;">I wish I could express myself more to my friends and to my family. I don’t like sharing things and telling my secrets, or really saying what’s on my mind. I have little fantasies of a where I can express myself //a lot// more rather than hiding in my shell. I’m not afraid to act crazy and fun and fry to be myself, I just don’t want to hurt someone I love and tell everyone everything, you know. I guess that’s why lots of kids have stuffed animals, have imaginary friends, and many people sing songs that they wrote… because they can share things with them you can’t tell anyone else. I think it’s the same with best friends. I can tell my best friend just about everything that I can’t tell anyone else. She’s my personal locked chamber of secrets. Too bad you hardly see shooting stars. But I think for me it just takes time to share secrets. Hopefully I’ll have made some progress in the next few years.

Written by Tia

Friendship Loving Many kinds of friends

Amazingly Happy Full of Love, Friendship, and Songs <span style="color: #000000; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 15pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: center;">Joyful

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<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 18pt;">Whales <span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 17pt;">Whales Happy, Gentle Playing, Gliding, Glowing Family, Moon, Sunlight, Currents Singing, Dancing, Loving Protective, Beautiful Humpbacks

Written by Tia <span style="font-family: 'Arial Black',Gadget,sans-serif; font-size: 140%;"> Wolves Wolves Lonely, Lost Searching, Howling, Whimpering Pine Needles, Rain, Caves, Blood Prints Sighing, Hoping, Limping Desperate, Eager K-Nines

Written by Tia

Boys vs. Girls <span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 17pt;">Boys Loud, Obnoxious Hitting, Laughing, Screaming Gel, Reputations,… Dresses, Lace Slapping, Giggling, Yelping Bubbly, Loud Girls

Written by Tia Flying <span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 16pt;">Drowsy dreams dance in your head making you feel like flying. Rain rapidly falls, flying to the ground to wash away the dirt of the streets. Colorful Rainbows relieve the dark skies to show you the flying colors of the world. Happiness, hope, joy, jolliness, these are the sounds flying into my beautifully vivid dreams.

Written by Tia

__ Lolly ____<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI','sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">and __ __ Varnack __

Varnack is the melancholy feeling that comes over when the sun is gone. He is the hated spirit that kindly walks your friends up the latter way to Heaven. Varnack is the icy hand stinging your ribs with gray winds.

Lolly is joy. She is the voice that sings sweet dreams to sleeping children. Lolly is a rainbow after a harsh rainstorm. She is the wonderful ghost of life bringing the happy glow of a child into a young couples life. Lolly is the fresh air that calms your mind. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Sylfaen','serif'; font-size: 14pt; text-align: right;">Written by Tia

__ Life __ Two carousels that never stop You just go on and on You go over bumps and smooth roads And occasionally you fall down But you never get off and move onto the next carousel until it’s your turn

You get on the carousel unknowingly Many step onto the second not knowing they’ve left the first behind

During your ride you go on adventures, you go through sorrow, happiness, laughter, anger, and war When your turn is over you step on the second carousel, strapping into the new ride with memories in the distant waves of another life

Written by Tia

__<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 20pt;">A Sleeping House __ <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 17.5pt; text-align: center;">Night creeps. Rain pours. Dogs bark. Wolves howl. The wind shrieks. Mice scamper. Cats pounce. Fires crackle. Doors creak. Raindrops dance. Parents snore. Babies whine. Toddlers sigh. Teenagers talk. Cages rattle. Sunlight brightens the house. These are the sounds of ‘A Sleeping House’. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 17.5pt; text-align: right;">~Tia



__Nalu's Nightmare__ October 14, 2009

<span style="display: block; font-family: Century Schoolbook L,serif; font-size: 15pt; text-align: left;">The night Nalu's worse nightmare came to life was the night of fear and pain.

My family of five was sitting in the living room watching sports and playing with out two dogs Nalu and Bandit when out of no where thunder roared in our ears. Nalu jumped up with fright. Bandit simply moved over to the fireplace and closed his eyes. Apparently only Nalu feared thunderstorms. Nalu shrieked with terror.The shriek sounded in between a girl with a very high pitched voice and a very shallow, high pitched moan. Trust me, you don't want to hear that sad yet very awful sound. If you've never anything like that before you must be lucky. Then, Nalu jumped onto my dad. In that small little moment when Nalu leaped onto my dad, he looked at me .We stared into each others eyes for a quick little second. His eyes were droopy, and sad and full of fear. It was like he was begging, pleading for my help, for anybody's help. He made me feel sad and helpless. I hated that feeling, so I backed away and sat down with my mom and tried to forget that sad, painful look in Nalu's eyes. Mom held my brother Jake, my sister Aly, and I for a while, making sure we were alright. But my dad, unfortunately had to hle and comfort Nalu for the rest of the thunderstorm. When the thunderstorm was finally over and Nalu was calm my family of five retreated to our beds and fell asleep as soon as wea hit our matresses. Bandit was still sleeping by the fireplace dreaming of tomorrow morning's breakfast. <span style="display: block; font-family: Century Schoolbook L,serif; font-size: 15pt; text-align: center;">Written by Tia

__The Three Day Get-Away__

= 10\14\09 = = =

Rocky roads shake the luxurious bus as we arrive at Snow Mountain Ranch. We will be staying there for three days. Excited students and chaperones carry luggage to the storage room. Each person had a little spring in their step. Rapidly the children rushed to the large crowded area where they would learn what they will be doing for the next couple days and who their instructors would be. At that moment, I could only imagine the wind blowing in my face, my hair filled with mountain freshness, the frightened animals hiding in the brush, and the long shaggy grass grabbing hold to my worn out jeans as I walk on by. And then... I reached the pole. When Tim and Mitch told my group, the coyotes that we were going to climb a 30 ft. high pole to hook ourselves into the zipline I went into shock. But I actually went second and loved it. I felt like an eagle soaring in the sky and flying against the wind like a jet. I will never forget how I leaped off the perch like a hawk taking flight. And then, seeing all my friends jump off the perch having the time of their life was fun. I captured every scene of my class mates grinning from ear to ear. I'd capture it with Ms. Goutell's video camera, her digital camera, and my mind. If only my mom went on the zipline. That would be a sight to see. The only times when I felt dissapointed were when we didn't see beavers and I didn't roller skate with my mom during kiva time. Sitting with my mom when we were back on the beautiful, luxurious Grayline busses I was happy that I could cuddle my mom like I do at home. I leaned on my mom, my head on her chest, and I slowly dozed off listenning to my mom's steady heart beat.

Written by Tia

Lets Go Coyotes! OWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

__Hair-a-graph__ Written by Tia 11\2\09

__“Hair comes in all different shapes, sizes, colors, and feeling. What type of hair do you have?”__ Each person in the Decolati family has a different hair style. Every style is unique in its own way. Aly my sister, has smooth, silky, ink black hair like a newly shined shoe. Long and beautifully it flows down to her shoulders. Jake who is 8, has a field of brown, slightly burnt grass, moving where the mower and the rain(comb and gel) moves it. My dad has the Colorado Rockies growing out of his head, that is until he combs it and styles it nicely. Mom's hair is dark chocolate with small little streams of cherry flowing happily and neatly in and out of her beautiful oceans of black. Luna, my dog has the streaks of the night stuck to her long, thin, smooth body. Our other dog, Bandit is the color of wet sand.Colorful with black, tan, and gray. His soft, old fur slowly drifts to the ground as he waddles like a four-legged duck with a small leap in his step. My hair is short and jumpy. It curls up into little ringlets when it gets wet, and usually obeys my comands when I straighten it or comb it. I think my hair likes to get cut short because it feels so free, and refreshed. And then there's my cousin Dakota's hair, but that's another story.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; text-align: center;">__Who is She?__

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 15pt;">Her beautiful ink black hair moves with the ocean breeze like waves rolling onto the sand. The shimmering, artic cold water laps at her feet. Her soft porcelin fine skin starts to dissapear as she slowly steps deeper and deeper into the ocean full of undiscovered treasures. Her bikini matches her sweet and sassy personality. Her skintone is pale white with a hint of gold, with big red lips, making her look like a vampire. I feel her soft, cold hand press against my back as she pushes me into the foamy, whipped-cream waves. I stood up, amused and angry, and I looked into her dark mysterious eyes that said it's ok. My mouth filled with salty cold water as she pusheed me in again. Her twig-like body runs back to her towel, drys off and starts texting. She definitely must feel at home because she's always either texting, studying, playing soccer. I run up to meet her. She calls me a wimp for not chasing her, but I just think to myself how whe is not really noticed for her true self but as who she wants to be noticed as. “

<span style="display: block; font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: 15pt; text-align: right;">Tia

<span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: 15pt;">Did you know that you use math in every subject in school imaginable? Well you do, and I actually just used math tons last week at Snow Mountain Ranch. I used math at Snow Mountain Ranch by counting how many macro invertebrates I caught in Water Ecology and numbering off to 15 so we know every child in our group was there. Also, I used math to calculate how many steps I needed to take to get to my destination for Orienteering, and I had to use math to keep score during ping pong against Hayden( which I won every game). In the end, you relize that you use math in every subject in school imaginable, even if it's Outdoor E.D.

__A Disapearing Smile__ A Disapearing Smile A Never Fading Friendship A Bullet Through Your Heart That Will Take Some Time To Heal

An Undeniable Love That Began With Her Smile A Smile That We Will Not See For A While

A Smile With Hope A Smile With Love A Smile With Happiness

Whomever possesses the heart of the beautiful girl with the adorable smile will always have Hope, Love, and Happiness

Written By Tia Decolati

Dedicated to Brianna Marquez

__My Motherly Sister__ Written By Tia 2009  “ Goodnight mommy. Goodnight daddy. I love you,” little Tia said as she was being tucked into bed. “ I love you too. Goodnight,” Tia's mother said as she turned off the lights and left a crack in the bedroom door. __<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 16pt;">Review __ <span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 11.5pt;">Harry Potter is an average boy who lives with his horrible Aunt Petunia, Uncle Fernand, and cousin Dudley. Or at least that’s what he thinks. But when one day a mysterious letter comes in the mail for Harry everything begins to get stranger and stranger. Then, a large man comes and tells Harry he’s a wizard. Shocked but no longer trusting his Aunt and Uncle, Harry decides to leave with the large, kind man, not knowing the danger he will soon be in. What will become of Harry? Will Harry find out what really happened to his parent s that made him live with this horrible family? Who knows? Read this exhilarating book to see what will happen to Harry in the future to come.


 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">200 eyes glued to me. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">Harry waving at me excitedly through the dim lights. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">kneeling behind a manger filled with hay and a boy baby doll. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">listening intently to the angels telling the shepherds that Christ the Savior has been born. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">singing Silent Night and my voice cracking in the middle of the song. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">slapping one The Three King's hands because he kept trying to hurt the little baby doll. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">his one little tear streaming down his face and disappearing off his chin like a young boy leaping off the diving board. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">cradling baby Jesus in my arms like a real mother would. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"> everyone clearing the risers so that “Joseph” and I could stand at the top and hold up baby Jesus like the weird monkey did in __The Lion King__ . ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">the loud applause and the lights becoming brighter so the crowd could see the entire cast. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">being given a bouquet of flowers that smelled like lavender roses. ||
 * <span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,Times New Roman,serif; font-size: 11pt;">**I remember** || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">drifting off to sweet dreams as soon as I got home. ||
 * || <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 11pt;">There are many things I well always forget, but when it comes to acting there are always things I remember. ||