Awano Club Outing

shocking us all into consciousness. Which doesn't particularly work with a seven, five and three year old. After that fiasco, we were on our way to Animal Kingdom. Animal Kingdom was a fascinating park, since all three of us children were entirely absorbed by the animals and the sights and the hundreds if not thousands of people we saw. We had no idea what patience was until we actually attempted to ride some of those rides. There was a jungle safari ride in which we could go on a boat on a man made river and hear a story and see some wildlife. We were weaving back and forth through rope barriers listening to the conversations of people around us as we dutifully awaited our turn, like soldiers preparing for battle. Meanwhile the actual ride was maybe ten to fifteen minutes long. The wait was excruciating, but after we got on the ride, we saw why it was such a tedious wait, the memory later on was worth

As I get out of the car, I hear a girl screaming in the distance. Hearing such a noise instantly made me feel a chill go down my spine. As I walk against my own fear, I approach an overwhelming sign that says “Welcome to Six Flags over Texas”. My mother looks at me with a huge smile, reassuring me that there is nothing to be afraid of. Being only 8 years old at the time, I was a very hyper and ecstatic kid. Going against my own fears, I timidly rushed to the entrance. As I stood there before this monstrosity of amusement, my jaw was on the floor with astonishment. Leaving me in a state of shock,I could only slowly walk in with aw, and marvel at what was before me.

My wife and I have decided to go to oregon we don't have much land and wish for much more for our children to play and our animals to graze, our eldest johna is 11 years of age, he shows much potential for the journey to come so i put him in charge of getting the animals together, i'll have to help him with the oxen we got for the journey they're in prime condition and mosses 9 years of age, our second he loathes the move he doesn't want to leave friends and family it would be almost impossible to make him leave if it wasn't for the swansons coming with us so he'll have some friends coming along and our youngest billy is 6 years old and doesn't quite understand but with his fascination with the two oxen i doubt he'll

“Hurry up!” Sam screamed at his brother Max. The two boys raced towards the gathering crowd. Today was the Woodbury county fair and Sam did not want to miss it.

To our surprise, the principal came out to the stadium, accompanied by about 25 members of their school’s Project Unify Club (a club that promotes cooperation between special needs students and ‘normal’ students), bearing signs and smiling faces. They all came to the field to cheer him on as he ran the bases one last time. Everyone in the stadium stood and cheered as he charged toward home. It was easily my most gratifying accomplishment, seeing Bailey’s face on that final stretch, and knowing that I had helped him get there by challenging the absurd idea that he meant any less because of his

The start of the spring meant baseball season was right around the corner, and our team was hungrier than ever. Our team had high expectations for ourselves, coaches, and even parents. Every day the warm sun beaten down from our shaded faces to the hard dirt, this marked the perfect time to take sharply hit ground balls and pop flies in between the sacred bright white chalk lines. We took drills on the perfect cut green grass surrounded by the four bases shaped into the perfect diamond, evenly separated ninety feet apart. My team always moved with abrupt hustle feeding for every rep possible, while each metal spike from our cleats gripped tightly into the earth.

A lot of kids get put in nerve racking situation the bottom of the third inning with one out and jason and mason on first and third.I was now up to bat I dug my feet deep into the batter's box nervous but also anxious I heard all my teammates cheering in the background saying let's go Tyse and let's go number 7.The pitcher is now in his windup and ready to deliver the first pitch the pitcher reared back and threw I got set and focused on the ball it was coming in fast and high so I let it go for ball one.I stepped out of the batter's box and took a practice swing and looked at coach for signs.I stepped back into the batter's box and dug my cleats into the dirt, I got set then focused on the pitcher as he started his windup.I got set and watched

“Slow down silly goose!” I say these words to you as you run through the parking lot towards the baseball field. Slow down. It seems like just yesterday when you were taking your first steps. I remember how your eyes brightened and you shined your three shiny teeth when you realized you could let go of Mommy’s hand. I keep replaying that moment in my head as you slow down and grab my hand, so I can walk you to the dugout. This is your very first t-ball game and you couldn’t be more excited. However, I am a nervous wreck. You are only four! You are not ready! Your helmet is too big and you tend to play in the dirt instead of paying attention to the flying ball. I just keep thinking about how much it would hurt if you got hit with that

The icy wind howled through the trees as we walked down this terrifying, dark, leaf ridden, forest. The leaves crunching as we trudge deeper through this horrid, pungent place. I didn’t even want to come out here in the first place. I was perfectly fine sitting at home with my brand new Fallout 4 Game and my brand new gaming chair, but no. That didn’t matter whatsoever, everyone wanted to see where it happened. You know what happened, don’t you? That’s the worst part. There should have been no reason for those children to be playing all the way over there.They were such sweet children. Always so polite and never got in trouble, at least from what I can remember. It’s January for godsake. There is snow and ice covering everything we pass and

There were monsters everywhere with three or four kids in their hands or pockets. A few kids were scurrying around on the ground but not managing to get away. One was back trying to get through the maze of the woods but was not managing. The darkness was fading and the monsters were getting ready to eat the kids for breakfast. The kids were worried about two things: they were going to get eaten, but even more they were going to get punished for being out of bed at one o’clock in the morning!

On August 15, 2015, Farrington Key Club volunteered to create some shirts for the volunteers for the Okinawa Festival. It was a very fun and tough experience. From our key clubber, Gigi Supapo, she said, “ I had to be very careful printing and placing the shirts to make it was centered. I felt scared at first but as I kept doing it, I got the hang of it.”. The volunteers tried their best to make sure the outcome was nice. As, the key clubbers were making the shirts, it was nice to see a lot of people wanting to help out with the festival. It was a nice fun team building activity and it build up our relationship with one another as an organization. Overall, the turnout was excellent!

One beautiful day, there was a whole group of boys down at the lower lake practicing baseball, and getting ready for the season to start. The pitcher throws it, the batter hits a long one, the center-fielder races after it, he runs back to the fence, he jumps for it, but can't make the almost impossible catch. As the batter rounded the bases, everyone's jaw dropping faces get that man-that-was-a-nice-hit kinda face. Someone even said, “WOW, now you just need to hit that in a game?” In all of this fun and exciting day, the batter, that doesn’t know it, will be in a whole lot of fear and distress after he gets home later on.

You said you'd keep the fire going and you let it out!" He took a step towards Jack who turned and faced him. "They might have seen us. We might have gone home(#70)." As you can see a bunch of children are not ready for that kind of responsibility. Finally is the conch, it shows the start of a civilization and rules, but the chjildren can't make a civialized place without orderness which they don't have.

My long, brown hair has been tied out of the way in a tight bun. The white shirt I’m wearing is already covered in coal dust, even though we just cleaned it. “Don’t be scared. You won’t get Reaped. We’ll be fine.” I told my brother, Rowan. His twin sister, Maple, was crying, as I braided her fiery red hair. She was named for it, as it resembled the maple leaves in the fall. No one knows where she got it. That’s a District 5 feature. “I know it’s scary, but you need to stay calm.” It’s their first reaping, and they’re terrified.

Overtime these action steps with the help of the community being their largest supporter; they have now managed to open a Thrift Shop close to the ranch. This Thrift Shop will now help with more supply funding needed to keep the farm operating. There are no specific time frames but there is hope that after at least six months of support groups the children are healing. There is no timing on how long it may take a person to heal or move forward. Depending on the child it takes patience and no child is rushed through its grieving journey. The volunteers work with children and are responsible for program facilitating, horse maintenance, gardening, organizing play area, lawn and farm maintenance, office support, and any extra work needed to keep the farm running smoothly. Giving the children task helps them with getting back into a routine and a normal living balance. For example, if a child is instructed to brush the horse from head to cuff, they must go in the order. It will give the children skills to find balance and responsibility before playtime. Also, while the children are doing chores they work as a team getting the job done and building