Finally,
Finally,
The trail continued around the east side of the lake entering a gathering of trees forming an insignificant forest along the lake’s shoreline. From our viewpoint, the trees concealing the trail eventually dispersed on the southeast side of the lake, and the trail blended into the landscape. Using our imagination, we envisioned the route against the rugged terrain sloping into the lake. No point in taking a vote now, we had trekked to the lake and the consensus was to proceed with a lap around the lake.…
The next day when I woke up we had just arrived to South Dakota. We still had 30 minutes to go before we would arrive to our campsite.When we got to the campsite we unloaded the horses and then we unloaded everything else. After we got everything unloaded Maddy, Eli, Brody, and I went and got wood then made a fire and sat around it until it was time for bed.…
Another time Tim Simms told Joyce Mihalich and I to leave a tear down work order for Joy on Daylight. Saying she could get off her F--king lazy fat ass. Mark Greenwalt agreed with Tim, The next day asked if we tearing down Athletic event. Yet, Joy Wisneski and I did most Athletic set ups ourselves. However, Mark Greenwalt, Tim, Vicki Hoak, Cliff Worthy second shift maintenance employees get assistant's on tearing…
One Saturday morning, I crawled out of bed and went downstairs to have breakfast. I looked out the window and saw a fresh blanket of snow which meant that it was a perfect day for snowboarding! About an hour later my brother, Jacob also came down and ate his breakfast.…
As Hannah knows, I had to take my car in for some unexpected repairs today so am a little short on money at the moment.…
Last summer my family and I saw niagara falls, we put on yellow raincoats and rode on a tour boat, maid of the mist , up the river below the falls. As the water thundered around them, the guide told them that Anna Taylor a daring schoolteacher was the first person to ever ride over Niagara Falls in a barrel. My stomach turned upside down as I imagined her plummeting over the edge. Then I thought of our own teacher going over the falls in a barrel, I laughed out…
On November 22nd, The day before Thanksgiving, Rachel went food shopping with her mom.” Mom, what are we getting? “ Rachel asked with a smirk on her face. Her mom answered, “Turkey, Steak, and Mashed Potatoes. Why?“. “Because I want to know what we’re going to eat tonight!”, Rachel replied with a serious face. ”You’ll see what we’re having tonight, you’ll love it!“, Rachel’s mom replied with a smile on her face and went on looking around the store. When Rachel and her mom were about to leave, she saw a mysterious person staring, waiting for their next action….…
The day had come, as usual, I woke up in the morning and it seems nothing different. It’s around 8 o'clock. I found my cell phone; however, the time was show 23:00 pm. Due to the different time, I realized, here is Arizona, certainly, I with my friends arrived last night. Since that time, I was worried and felt excited. Everything for us are unfamiliar, we should to fit into this new circumstance.…
Amicalola Falls is so nice. It sounds looks like my heart is jumping. I don’t think that I…
Everyone has their own community or organization for which they belong to. Within that community you tend to find who you are and what you are about. For me I found my identity in being an outdoors man. Being an outdoors man at my young age seems to be rare at this day, but that doesn’t prevent me from doing something I love and appreciate. Growing up with my family full of avid outdoors men helped influence me and only made my identity stronger.…
Something I wanted to do this summer was sleep more. If I would have slept more I would’ve been happier. I also wish I could have spent the night at my aunts and uncles house more. I wish I could’ve tanned more also. I wish I could’ve played, hiked and swam more.…
I always keep this poem and picture in my wallet. I take it everywhere with me because it means quite a lot to me in two very different ways. One of those ways is because it holds sentimental value. When I was younger I learned to read very late in life and I was always so embarrassed of that. My father knew that I was struggling and bought me the book, Where the Sidewalk Ends. It is a book full of poems and little pictures written by Shel Silverstein. I remember opening the book to ta random page, and it was the page with this poem. I then remember my dad asking me to read it to him. I was so uncomfortable, even thought I was just going to be reading to my dad. He gave me some words of encouragement, and even thought I was not able to read…
The day right after Halloween, of the year of 2014, was the day of my Uncle’s, Pollo’s funeral. It has been 2 weeks since he died in a hospital. Here is an excerpt from a daily action news, “A Red Bluff man who was beaten unconscious last week has died from his injuries officials announced Monday.Red Bluff Police were called to fight in progress on the 700 block of South Jackson Street just after 5 p.m. Wednesday. When officers arrived found 33-year-old Rogelio McDarment lying in the road near an apartment complex. McDarment was taken to Mercy Medical center where he died Saturday. Working with a vehicle description and witness descriptions, investigators identified Joseph Michael…
My mother, “Regina Hopkins,” has been a positive influence in my life. She has raised 6 kids all by herself as well as earned a Bachelor’s degree in nursing from a City College in Gainesville, Florida. My mother has been through pretty much everything a person can go through outside of war and was still able to be there and provide for all 6 of her kids. In high school, my mother wanted to play football and couldn't because she was a girl and back-in-the-day women were not allowed to play football with the guys. However, she remained strong by raising 6 kids and independently took care of all of us on her own. My mother has several qualities that I would love to develop. The first quality she has is balance; she certainly knows how to make…
Today was the day. The big day. My election for Lieutenant Governor of Division 2B for Key Club, an international service club, was today. Fear and anxiety pricked my skin in rapid movements emanating from every pore. I rehearsed my speech for the fifth time that day. Upon arrival at the Fairfax Library, I urged myself to remain calm. I quickly scouted out the other girls who were present; one girl was dressed professionally with a folder in her hand. I knew that was my competition. The girl spoke eloquently and genially, she radiated enthusiasm and a certain warmth that I did not have. With every question that was asked, she answered with a smooth smile and high-pitched tone that was dripping with sincerity. I bristled inside; I had just been slapped. I was shrouded in a cloud of anxiety and anxiousness. Suddenly, I was dragged from my reverie.…