CAS blog of L. G.

Whenever streets fill up with a fluff of snow it brings a lot of joy to little ones, however, simultaneously it brings a lot of inconvenience to adults, especially older ones and daily pedestrians like me. In suburbs where mountains of snow get cleaned off only from roadways but not from pedestrian trails the problem of hard accessibility of bus stops and grocery stores is especially prevailing. Last week I encountered with similar problem in my living area while walking to the bus stop and thought of cleaning it not for myself but more for others walking the same direction as well because I see a lot of elderly walking to the same bus stop. Imagine how hard it is for them when even I struggle to properly walk on that uneven surface! So the next day, after school my sister and I armed with some snow shovels and did our best to make the pedestrian trail as clean as it was possible. Even though the trail never seemed to be long, this time I did found myself wondering when will it alread

A brief sketch  Whenever a new film gets released for wide public access, naturally, it receives feedback from the viewers, not even including various professional critics in the film industry. However, most of those who criticize express their opinions through words, for example, comments, articles and similar. As for the movie "Mona Lisa Smile" that I watched most recently, I find it hard to describe in words but much easier in colors. That's why I decided to paint a review instead of writing one. If I had to name three properties of it as a painting I would most definitely say: colorful, extraordinary and unique. So that's what I tried to convey by my own version of famous Van Gogh's "Sunflowers". My painting also correlates with the main idea of the film itself. It lies in the words of the leading character, new teacher of history of art at women's private college,  Katherine Ann Watson, who said during one of her classes "You can

There are a lot of people who try to one or another way help orphan kids, however, not as much of those people value orphan animals equally. So, being a bigger animal-lover than kid-lover at this stage of my life, I just had to include  an activity dedicated to left-alone-dogs (yes, I'm more of a dog than a cat person) t o my CAS. Last year, Kamilė, Ignė and I baked dog treats which received a very positive feedback from the shelter we gifted them to. So without any additional doubt we all agreed to repeat this baking and maybe even inspire or encourage others to bake animal treats from natural ingredients instead of buying a chemically made ones.  Even though, as I mentioned, shelter dogs liked previous cookies, we decided to challenge ourselves and try a new recipe. It was kind of hard to pick one out of an endless options on the Internet, but in the end we chose the most nutritious one in our opinion. It contained peanut butter, oats, broth, flaxseeds and whole wheat flou

It's always nostalgic to remember your most favorite games of childhood. If you ask me, I adored jumping! Well, it isn't technically a game but still an activity of my preference. During my young years, I constantly dreamed about having a trampoline but eventually this wish of mine switched to wanting a puppy. However, to this day I can recall a childhood dream about having a multi storey house with a trampoline instead of an elevator. Funny now, but then this idea seemed genius to me. So, getting to the point of this post, as you might have already understood, I visited a trampoline centre ironically named " Skypark ".  As a couple of friends and I walked into the building, we were kind of overwhelmed by the amount of children that were running all around the place with red though smiley faces. And it was already past 8 pm! Well, there was nothing left, just to join them and try not to stand out (except by our heads protruding out of the crowd).  At first

When I was in the first-second grade my dad used to paint quite often. He enjoyed spending his leisure time with a pencil or a black pen in his hands. I always admired his creations even though he didn't seem to like them himself. Being at such a young age I also enjoyed drawing but didn't really wanted to learn myself all the techniques so my dad used to sometimes show different 'secrets' of drawing. I loved his short classes but it never got me truly interested in pursuing highlands in this sphere of art. However, I always remained a creative spirit which later on I tried to express through learning to sew, knit, crochet, embroider etc. What I recently discovered is that I always tried these different activities but never acknowledged the history behind or most famous artists and works. So that's the reason the seminar about most famous paintings of Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis got my attention. To my surprise, the seminar was taught by one of my school tea

It has always been my dream to learn to skate. When it comes to moving on ice skates I somehow lose control over my body and don't feel stable at any position whatsoever. It's usually very frustrating for me to attend skating places as it never turns out as entertaining as I imagine. However, this time, when Kamilė offered to teach me the basics of skating, I agreed with no additional thought! I had zero expectations but the whole experience was truly delightful. At first, I felt very unconfident on the ice skates and squeezed Kamilė's palm as hard as I could in order not to fall. However, she explained that you have to lean forward as much as possible to keep stable and don't fall back. Also, I was astonished to learn that you have to make little of big swings with your legs to move smoothly and confidently. I was actually convinced the opposite! I guess it's never too late to learn. Kamilė and I spent almost an hour riding together and towards the end I fe

Vita Scientia is a conference which gathers life scientists from around the world every two years. I have never previously heard about this kind of event organized by Vilnius University students but as soon as my biology teacher a month prior to the conference offered to take part as a volunteer I agreed with no thought of hesitation.  Well, I didn't even expect to be regretful about such a decision in the future but I was wrong. It appeared to be on the last and busiest day of my Christmas holidays and the organizers were asking to volunteer for thirteen hours straight! I was devastated to finish last works and tasks of holidays but there was no way I could miss this kind of event. Not only I was interested to participate in it as much as possible myself, but I couldn't refuse to help out the organizers as there were only ten of us volunteers. So a little past 7:30 am I was already at the agreed place. To my surprise, there was nothing to do there and all of us ten were sim