A Pokemon Tale

Story based off of “Pokemon Violet” by Nintendo Gamefreak

Name: Moon And
Date: 11/24/2022
Class: Languages

First Day Introductory Essay

My name is Moon And. Yes. My last name is And. You’d think I’d get bullied because of it, but everyone knows better than to bully the And family…at least in Kanto anyway. I just moved to Paldea. My family’s originally from Kanto, but my mom got a teaching job here at the Uva Academy–she’s going to be my math teacher (how embarrassing!) So, we packed up and moved. We haven’t even finished unpacking the house, but I’m gonna be brave. This new region means new adventures and I’ll face them like a dragon.

One thing you need to know about my family is that we’re the top dragon tamers in Kanto. Everyone back home knew the name And. My mom has a Goodra that worked alongside her at the top school in Kanto. My older brother has a Dragonite that even rivals Champion Lance’s, and my oldest brother has a Haxorus that helps construct cities. Everyone in my family has a different species of dragon, and they’re all super strong!

Then there’s me. The baby sister who has to live up to her family’s name.

I’m gonna do it, though. I’m finally old enough to start training my own pokemon, my own dragon. I was worried I would have to find my dragon on my own, but as I was walking out the door this morning, my family surprised me with my own dragon: a newly hatched noibat! He’s perfect! We’re going to grow and become strong together! The two of us, taking on Victory Road, and becoming the top Pokemon Champion in Paldea! We’ll be the ones to make the And family known throughout the region, and I can’t wait!

As long as we survive math class, of course.

Thanksgiving Blessing

Thanksgiving is tomorrow
I pray that you’re not stressed
Or, at all, filled with sorrow
But you remember that you’re blessed

An overlooked holiday
Full of turkey and more
And whatever game that plays
Where we anxiously watch the score

May it be a sweet reminder
Of all things you hold dear
May the world be a little kinder
And less full of fear

May you enjoy the chance to cook
And not let pressure put you down
Who cares if it’s overcooked
We’re celebrating family that’s in town

So to every family,
Big, little, new, and old
Have a happy Thanksgiving
May you’ve loved ones to hold

Thankful

Thanksgiving is right around the corner! It’s that time of year where we appreciate everything we’re thankful for. Although, if you ask me, shouldn’t that be everyday?

I enjoy Thanksgiving, and this is not a post where I hark on people for only being thankful one season a year. I’m glad we have Thanksgiving to remind us to be thankful even when times get tough. Because, sometimes it’s hard to be thankful. Especially when you get one of those days where everything just goes wrong. People remind you to be thankful, but you’re in a sour mood and don’t want to be. You just want the day to be over. As relatable as that is. I want to challenge everyone to be thankful even when you want to be bitter. Because, at the end of the day, we can always find at least three things to be thankful for.

I want to propose an exercise I heard about over the radio. At the end of each day, you write down three things you’re thankful for. Could be your job, kids, the nice weather. Just three things. You could keep them in a notebook and then when you get to the days where everything goes wrong, you have a Little Book of Thanks to help you remember all blessings you’ve been given.

What’s more, is that I dare you to be specific with your thankfulness. On the bad days, take a look at what’s bothering you and find a new perspective. Like this:

“I’m thankful for the drafty windows because that means I have a roof over my head.”
“I’m thankful for the sleepless nights with my newborn because that means I’m a parent.”
“I’m thankful for my pestering brother who’s there for me when I’m down.”
“I’m thankful for the bills because that means I have a car, insurance, and housing.”
“I’m thankful for my mistakes because they’re what helps me grow.”

So, this Thanksgiving season, I dare you to focus on what you’re thankful for. Start that little Book of Thanks and keep it going after the season’s done. I think you’ll find it as a great way to brighten your darkest days and bring a new perspective on life.

Mwezi Hu; The Death House pt. 3

I have to cover my nose from how badly the stench of death rots the air. The hidden staircase we found in the attic led downward into darkness. It extends deeper than my party and I expect, and the stone walls that welcome us fill me with dread. We’re under the ground, that much my nose tells me. Vyke and I lead the way and our first turn down the stony corridors lead us to a crypt. I read the name and it confirms my heaviness. This is a family crypt belonging to the ones we saw in the house’s painting. Rose’s and Thorn’s parents are dead.

While Vyke, Vayne, Bree, and I continue on, Blue Onesie lingers in the hall of coffins. I try to give him the benefit of the doubt that he won’t cause trouble, but it’s hard. The crypt opens up to a room with a table and chairs. Small alcoves containing bedrolls are off to the side. Vayne and Bree watch the doorways while Vyke and I investigate the alcoves. Vyke lets out a sigh as he looks one bedroll over. “Who do you think these belong too?”

“Not the family, that’s for sure.” I crouch down beside one of the bedrolls and take a few sniffs. It smells of smoke, herbs, and flesh. The scent leads toward the doorway Bree is keeping an eye on. Vyke’s giving me a weirded out look and I frown at him. “This bedroll was recently used. My best estimate is that its owner left it last night.”

“So they could still be down here.” Vayne walks over. Blue Onesie is coming in through the doorway she was guarding. The lizard shakes her head. “I don’t like the feel of this.”

“Me neither,” I admit. It doesn’t makes sense for some Strahd person to invite us to his castle and yet the first thing we come to is this haunted house. “I’m not sure we’ll find any answers here and I’d rather not stumble into anything that would get ourselves killed.”

“We have to keep going.” Vyke gives me a firm look. “We have to help Rose and Thorn. Their spirits don’t deserve to be trapped here.” Vayne and Bree nod in agreement.

I take a deep breath. “Fine. We’ll keep going for the kids.” I turn to Blue Onesie. “Did you find anything?”

He shrugs. “Eh. Found a bunch of moths. Oh, and dear ol’ dad’s not in his coffin.”

The rest of us stare at him. I exchange an uneasy look with Vyke. “You opened the coffin?”

Blue Onesie nods.

“Riiiight…” I take a deep breath and try to tame my anger with this elf. “Because opening a coffin is the first thing you should do while exploring a haunted crypt.”

Blue Onesie perks up. “Exactly!”

Vyke and I both palm our faces. Vayne growls quite menacingly at Blue Onesie. “I’m going to keep a better eye on you.”

“Let’s keep going.” I turn my back to Blue Onesie and point to the doorway opposite from the one we entered. “The people living down here headed that way last.”

Vyke takes the lead and we keep going. The corridors aren’t long. We round another bend and enter a larger room with pillars holding it up. Five outcroppings branch off of it and a different doorway leads to another hall.

“Well,” Bree taps her chin as she looks around. “Five outcroppings, five of us. Everyone pick one, and we’ll…” When she trails off, the rest of us look at her. She’s frowning around the room. “Where did the guy in the onesie go?”

“Curse him!” Vayne snaps. She glares down the hall we just came from. “I bet he doubled back to the coffins. If he gets us killed because he’s messing with things he shouldn’t–”

“We’ll deal with it,” Vyke cuts her off with a sigh. He heads over to one of the alcoves. “Looks like there’s more people living down here than we thought.”

I walk over to a different alcove and frown at the wooden bed sitting within. No people so far, which was a good sign. From the scent of things, they headed further into the crypt like the ones in the room before. Before I step back to the others, I catch sight of a corner under the bed. I smirk. It’s a chest. It’s locked until my morning star breaks it open. Three mossy gemstones lay inside on fine, black cloth. They look rather expensive, so I help myself.

When I leave the alcove, the others are exploring a few of the others. I walk into the one that should’ve been Blue Onesie’s if he was here. Like the first one, there’s a bed and a chest. I break the lock off this chest too and what lays inside has me sucking in my breath. A gleaming short sword made of silver rests within the chest. I can feel its aura immediately. It’s pure silver, no doubt about it. I glance back toward the others. They’re all distracted by their finds in the other room. I don’t trust them all yet, and we’ve still no rhyme or reason why we’re here, and if the people we’re following all have swords like this…

I can’t risk this weapon being used against me. I take the black cloth I found and gingerly wrap the hilt. Thankfully, there’s a leather sheath under the sword so I can safely carry the weapon. I make sure the cloth on the hilt is secure before leaving the alcove.

“You found a sword?” Vyke raises his eyebrows at the new weapon on my side. He comes closer to inspect the weapon and his red eyes glow brighter. “Is that made of silver?”

I shrug. “Yeah.”

“Why did you wrap the handle?”

“Wanted to keep it pretty.”

He raises his eyebrow at me, but doesn’t press the issue. Vayne convinces us to continue on. She and Vyke take the lead and we enter more stony corridors. To keep the air light, Vyke tries to discuss my new weapon further. I dodge a lot of his questions.

“BOO!”

From around the corner of a corridor, Blue Onesie jumps out with his hands raised like he’s mimicking some sort of ghoul. I roll my eyes and exchange a look of annoyance with Vayne and Bree. Vyke, on the other hand, nearly jumps out of his skin. He whips around and immediately summons his sword to point at Blue Onesie’s throat. “You idiot!” Vyke shouts. “I could’ve killed you!”

Blue Onesie leans back with laughter. “Oh, you should’ve seen the look on your face!”

“What are you doing?” I shove between Vyke and Blue Onesie so Vyke can’t go off on the elf. “Are you trying to get yourself killed? You shouldn’t be wandering off and starting who knows what trouble!”

“Relax.” Blue Onesie shrugs. “I was just getting more familiar with the dead. I found all the coffins of the parents. Turns out who I thought was dear ol’ dad was some other relative. Mom and dad of the family are safely in their coffins. They’re nothing but bones.”

Vayne swishes her tail in unease. “So, they’ve been dead a while. I figured what happened in the house happened recently.”

I nod in agreement. “The nursemaid was freshly killed. I found her body in a trunk.”

“Then, what about the kids?” Bree’s expression falls grave. “If their parents were dead a while and the nursemaid killed recently…”

Vyke tightens his fists. “We need to find their bodies.”

“I might have already.” Blue Onesie actually uses a serious tone for once. He motions down the corridor. “I found Rose’s and Thorn’s coffins too.”

Vyke’s sword rises back to Blue Onesie’s neck. “You didn’t–”

“Calm down!” Blue Onesie raises his hands. “I didn’t open them, but their names are clear on the side of the coffins.”

I shake my head. “This doesn’t make any sense. The parents have been dead a long time. The kids have been dead long enough to have their own coffins, but the nursemaid was freshly killed?”

“Maybe she was on vacation for a while and came back?” Blue Onesie shrugs. “She could’ve been killed by whoever took up this house after the family’s deaths.”

Doubt lines my lips. I glance at Vyke. I know he isn’t going to like my suggestion. “I want to see the kids’ bodies.”

Vyke lets out a long sigh. “I know…I do to.”

To the Happy Couples

To the happy couples
Married spring, summer, winter, and fall
May your union bring you joy
To last through it all

All the trials and the pain
and the times of uncertainty
All the sorrow and the rage
And boring days of normalcy

To those on anniversaries
Or just getting married
May your days be full of certainty
and all your lives be merry

May you be an unstoppable team
Bonded by God’s sacred love
May you fulfill every dream
and be as peaceful as a dove

May you trust in each other
And be vulnerable
Be tender lovers
With each other’s hands to hold

So congratulations to those uniting today
And all the ones who’ve come a long way
May you have your partner in all of your troubles
And forever be a happy couple

Premeditated Murder

I want to beat up expectations
I want to pummel social norms
Drag pressure down an alley and leave all it’s garments torn

Let me bloody my fists
on the idea of success
Tear the checklist of society
that asks where’s the wedding dress?

You amount to nothing
if you can’t make it on your own
I’ll be the first to murder that cruel and shameful tone

Chase the money, big houses, and that 401k
Happiness isn’t enough
Which is what they all say

But I’ll take my knife and stab it through the heart
The idea you’re nothing unless you can start
Start a business, start a job, get that health insurance
Anything to receive the world’s assurance

You matter. You’re something
Keep moving forward
But if you stop, remember:
you’re a coward

Know your dreams while you’re young
Chase them all your life!
Remember to never think twice

Don’t doubt, don’t stumble, don’t be afraid
None of that’s allowed these days

But call me the Ripper
I’ve a knife in my hand
I’ll slice up the pressure
Dice it to sand!

I’ll cut and slash and kill all the thoughts
Of society thinking I’m nothing but lost

I’m not successful
I don’t have a husband
I’m chasing a dream that might amount to nothin’

But its my life. My path
A passion I seek
I don’t care if you think I’m weak

I’ll ignore your doubts
I know there’s a Way
All my dreams will come true someday

So take your expectations
Your pressure and scoffs
And all the ugly rumors you cough

Let them bleed out
Spill their lifeblood all over
I’m done looking over my shoulder

So call me guilty of first degree murder
but I’m done appealing to society’s pressure

Today is Blah

Today is blah
I think it’s the weather
Or maybe my tight bra
I don’t care. Whichever.

I don’t want to do anything
I don’t want to get up
Don’t care what the day brings
There’s not enough coffee in my cup

Such a gloomy day with all the blah feels
A chilly day, so let’s be real.
I’m staying at home. Staying in bed.
Until this blah gets out of my head.

I’ll check out Netflix or maybe Disney+
Something to help soothe this rutt
The day is a waste. Not productive at all
But you know what? I don’t care. It’s fall.

Winter is coming and I hate the cold
It makes me feel sluggish, muggish, and…old
So, until summer comes and spring rounds the bend
I’m hiding at home until winter does end.

Today is blah
Summer’s sunshine is gone
but I’ve got my blankets
And the cocoa’s almost done.

So, go ahead, winter.
Come and howl
Blow your ice splinters
Be on the prowl

I’ll be bundled in a warm blanket cocoon
Sipping hot cocoa and watching movies til noon

The day may be blah
But I don’t care.
I took off my bra
And I’m bundled in my chair



You Can Make an Impact

Did you know you can make an impact by leaving a review? I’m not talking about the whole: leaving a good review brightens people’s day, leaving a bad one tears it down kinda thing. I’m talking about leaving a review to impact actual change.

Nikki, what are you talking about?

Let me get more specific. I’m a zookeeper. I currently take care of hippos, chimpanzees, and a couple bird and reptile species. This is only a tiny fraction of the all the animals my zoo houses. Each year, our zoo works to better itself whether its by building a new feature or exhibit, or improving an old feature or exhibit. One year, elephants got redone, another year orangutangs did. In the next ten years, we plan on adding new animals to our collection. Which is great. New animals mean new opportunities to learn for both keepers and public. However, that could also mean other areas of the zoo get overlooked. Areas that really need the help.

As a zookeeper, I can tell you that every keeper at my zoo wants what’s best for the animals in our care. We want to see improvements to our exhibits and buildings. We want the old, outdated stuff torn down and new and improved habitats built in their place. We want our animals to be able to preform every natural behavior they would in the wild. So, we push for change. We ask our management for these improvements and for the possibility of getting in the ten year plan. However, the problem lies in the fact that the zoo is also a business.

As weird as it sounds, the zoo is a business. A business has to stay open to survive. In order to stay open, you need to make money. In order to make money, you need to attract people. To attract people, you give them what they want. How do you know what they want?

You read the reviews.

The next exhibit getting an upgrade at my zoo is getting it because of the reviews people left after visiting. So, let’s say we had a third of our visitors for the past several years say they wished they could’ve seen the lions better. Well, management will look at that and decide the lion exhibit needs upgraded. Which is great. We’re giving the people what they want. Maybe more people will come to see the lions now? Maybe they’ll leave a better review? More people + good reviews = more revenue, right? Yet, in my humble opinion, there are other exhibits that need the upgrade more. So, in this lion scenario. Even though visitors can’t see the lions very well, the lions have a large exhibit, and its on a hill so it doesn’t flood. Their shift doors all work, there’s no questionable parts of their holding areas, or facilities that need repaired. Everything may be a little outdated, but it’s all functionable. Now, let’s look at a hypothetical tiger exhibit. The public can see easily see the tigers on exhibit. No one is complaining about not seeing the tigers. Yet, the tiger exhibit isn’t as large as the lion exhibit and when it rains, half the exhibit floods. Let’s say their behind-the-scenes holding area has cracks in the walls and the shift doors don’t line up. Keepers can request that something be done and they’ll do their best to trench out the water from the exhibit, but management is looking at the numbers of people wanting to see the lions, so they’ll put off tigers as long as they can to give the public what they want.

It’s sounds terrible, right? How could a zoo bypass an animal area that needs help and improve an area that doesn’t? It’s because of the business aspect. While every person at the zoo cares for the animals, management has to look at what’s going to keep us open. It’s a tough job and it’s super frustrating to us zookeepers, but after 2020’s COVID, a lot of zoos are struggling to get the funding we lost. Us, zookeepers, will continued to make the best of what we have for the betterment of our animals. We’ll continue raising our voices to see improvements in our facilities, but there is one voice stronger than ours:

Yours.

If you want to make a zookeeper’s day, ask them what you can put in your review of the zoo. The animal caretakers know what need to be improved, so if you ask them and express that you want to help, they’ll tell you. Then you can tell our management through your review what changes need to be done.

Now, I’m not saying you should leave a bad review for your local zoo. Don’t be one of those people who complain about everything and say our animals look so sad. Your review won’t be taken seriously. If you want to be taken seriously, complement us, then tell us what you’d like to see changed. Like this:

Example review: “We loved coming out to see the chimpanzees. We caught the keeper chat and really felt the care the keepers had for their animals. My kids loved seeing the chimps playing with their enrichment. My youngest really wanted to see the baboons, but the exhibit was closed due to flooding.”

That’s a really nice review–and yes, I’m patting us chimp keepers on the back. This review expresses what you liked seeing, and inserts a line requesting change. If enough people comment about the hypothetical flooding in this baboon exhibit, then ideally management will realize something needs to be done. It may not feel like you’re doing much, but a single grain of rice can tip the scales, right?

So, when you go to the zoo, and I STRONGLY encourage you to go to your local zoo, I hope you’ll ask a zookeeper what improvements you can request to see in your review. That way, we can work together to bring about real change for the betterment of our animals.

The Cheetah’s Hunt

Able to reach speeds up to 70 miles an hour, the cheetah remains as the world’s fastest land animal. These cats are built for speed. They have springy spines that allow them to cover 30 feet in one stride. 30 feet! One stride! Not only that, but their bones are lighter to decrease body weight, and what’s really cool is their shoulder and hip bones. Cheetah’s shoulder blades are not attached to the rest of their skeleton and their hip bones have the ability to pivot. This allows them to swing their legs much faster than other felines in order to increase how often they able to push off the ground while running. Another cool thing about cheetahs is how their front legs are built different than their hind legs. Cheetahs have naturally longer limbs than other cats and their front legs are built in a way that cheetahs to have greater movement of their front paws. Cheetahs aren’t as strong as lions or leopards, so they use their dew claws to be able to grab and hold onto prey during the chase. If they can knock prey off balance and onto the ground, the hunt is half won.

Another thing that helps with a cheetah’s speed are their semi-retractable claws. This allows them to grip the ground as they run and help propel themselves forward. They even have grooves on their pads to help with traction. If they’re in the middle of a chase and their prey makes a sudden turn, a cheetah’s heavy tail acts like a rudder to allow the cheetah to remain behind its prey the whole time. With all these speed, cheetahs need enlarged heart and chest cavities to help with oxygen and blood flow. As built as they are for speed, cheetahs can’t maintain it for very long. It’s estimated that they can only go about 1,500 ft before having to stop. If they manage to catch their prey, they can’t eat it right away. Cheetahs have to wait about 30 minutes for their bodies to cool down from all that running to be able to eat their prey with no problems. 30 minutes is a long time on the savannah and fresh kill attracts hyenas and lions. Some cheetahs are only able to get a few bites in before other predators steal their meals.

To avoid competing with hyenas and lions who hunt at night, a cheetah will hunt at dawn or dusk. This makes them crepuscular hunters. However, there have been studies that show cheetahs will hunt nocturnally if on reserves without lions. Cheetahs tend to go after gazelle, springbok, impalas, duiker, or other small to medium antelope.

Since cheetahs can only maintain their top speeds for a short time, they have to stalk pretty close to their prey in order to have a chance at catching it. A cheetah will get as close as it can before dashing out and taking their prey by surprise.

Due to habitat loss, cheetahs are facing extinction. However, there are many ways that you can help. You can visit your local zoo. A lot of zoos donate part of their proceeds to conversation. To help cheetahs specifically, you can donate to the Cheetah Conservation Fund. It’s an organization in Namibia dedicated to the cheetah species. They promote education to local farmers and are even supplied the 8 cheetahs that got reintroduced to India. You can even help cheetahs by spreading awareness. Sharing this article and others to promote education can help spur others into action.

Cheetahs are an amazing species. The fastest land animal. They need our help.

Introvert Problems

Has there ever been a time when you felt like the odd one out? Be it in your family, your friend group, or your coworkers? What about when you first got a job? You’re the “new kid” learning the ropes. Well, learning the ropes is fine because you’ll eventually get them down, but what about the integration of you with your new coworkers?

If you’re an introvert, like me, it can be a little daunting. Especially if there’s already well established social bonds between your coworkers already. The cues aren’t hard to pick up. You see how they joke with each other and laugh. You’ll catch them talking about texting each other or hanging out. Strong bonds between coworkers, in my opinion, is great for a workplace. It makes you enjoy being there. So, if you’re the “new kid,” how do you join in? In essence, how do you make friends?

Some people would say “just jump in!” Jump in a conversation, ask to hang out, etc. etc. etc. Unfortunately, I’ve noticed in today’s society that it’s really hard to jump into a conversation. To do that, you have to be able to cut someone off and insert yourself–sometimes loudly. I don’t like doing that. To me, cutting someone off is rude. When it’s done to me, I feel like that person wasn’t listening to me in the first place and I don’t want to make others feel that way. When I write dialogue between my characters, there’s flow. There’s a back and forth of both people contributing to the conversation. A pause after each line so the other gets the chance to respond. I don’t notice that in everyday life. There’s always someone trying to dominate the conversation that someone like me can’t get their two cents in. Maybe I’m just being selfish and not a good a listener.

Veering back to topic. Does anyone have any good “integration” stories? Any tales about how you joined a group of friends/coworkers/teammates/etc. and you’re still enjoying that comradery today? If so, let us know! I’m sure there’s plenty of introverts out there that could use the help.