Tranquility Falls glittered like fine sugar in the distance as Brayden and his father pulled up to the trailhead. Brayden opened the car door and recoiled at the sharp scent of pine. His juice pouch gurgled and went flat as he slurped the last of its contents.
Brayden could not muster his usual enthusiasm for their annual father-son camping trip. The day before, Brayden’s parents had broken the news to him that he would be spending the remainder of his vacation studying algebra in summer school. Six weeks of finding the value of x. No skateboarding with his friends or swimming at the community pool. Brayden chewed on his straw, the empty juice pouch hovering in front of his face. He hoisted his backpack and slung its straps over his shoulders. “Leave your trash in the car or we’ll just have to carry it back—pack it in, pack it out,” yelled his father, already twenty yards up the trail. The car chirped as his father locked it too quickly for Brayden to do as he was asked. “Let’s go, Slowpoke! First night
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Out of the corner of his eye he saw a silver flash in the water: his empty juice pouch was stuck in some low-hanging branches. His father’s story echoed in his mind and made him think about his own thoughtlessness. He grabbed the juice pouch and slowly walked back to the camp.
When he arrived at the camp, he saw his father picking up the trash from breakfast. “I’m sorry, Dad. I made a mistake,” Brayden sighed. “I’ve just been ... mad....” His father gave him a look of understanding and patted him affectionately on the back.
That evening before dinner, as Brayden walked to his boulder, a blur of rust-colored movement caught his eye. He turned and saw a coyote directly opposite him on the other side of the river. The beautiful animal stared at Brayden for a brief moment. Then she inclined her head toward him and seemed to nod, before turning away and disappearing into the purple
There aren’t any footsteps or shouts, which is unfortunate as it would signal help is nearby. Daniel is crying beneath him, clutching at his right knee, one of the two he seems to have now, covered by baggy jeans that are turning darker in the poor lighting. Carter and Daniel go through the routine of determining the injury severity. Carter’s heart rate is high. The light, crisp air rushes into and out of his lungs as he subverts his panic. The two of them are 150 feet into the woods on a gravel trail behind the horse pen. Carter glances around in the dark, looking for sticks or something to brace Daniels grotesque knee. He grabs two branches, each about an inch in diameter and two feet in length, then takes off the gym socks he has worn five days this week without washing. Placing the twigs on either side of Daniel’s leg he ties one sock around the knee and another around the ankle. This boy must be dumb. Hillcrest is on the other side of camp, where everyone else is. Carter looks around for his backpack, that’s right, he left it at the cabin for the game. He pats his pockets looking for his phone. Empty. He surveys the area and doesn’t see where it may have landed in the collision and gives it up as lost. Gently tying his faded shirt around the dark patch, Carter stands. He places his arms under Daniel’s and lifts him to his feet. Daniel’s face is contorted and frightening cast in
Rolling his eyes, Jason thought that his father was the happiest and most naive person in the world. He was
Nebs pounded on the bridge door furiously with her hooves. She knew it was futile effort, but she persisted.
Embers flew from the campfire, and into the starry night sky; meanwhile, the campers, Jackie, Carl, and Jim, sat close to it for warmth. “Now who's ready for a campfire story?” said Jackie. “You can sometimes go a little overboard, so Carl is taking the wheel.” Carl continued, “Once upon a time” Jim screams, and Carl rolls his eyes at Jim, “May I proceed,” He responds rhetorically. By the time Carl finishes the scary story, Jim has already dashed into the tent, startling his dog, a basset hound named Roxy. Carl along with Jackie look at each other in regretful worry, as they walk towards Jim's tent.
Hunger Games, Star Wars, and A Wrinkle In Time have many similarities, and differences when they go through the Hero’s Journey. The Hero’s Journey is what the main character goes through in a book or movie. For example, Harry Potter, The Hobbit, Ender's Game, and much more.
Today was my first lesson in humility. Some of the elder Monks had reprimanded me for my selfish thoughts and words. This was my first transgression and thus I was taught my lesson behind closed doors.
Dawn had risen with the Wylie’s castle on high alert, when a scout reported of seeing a rider wearing a Callaghan’s Kingsman uniform, traveling on a black stallion, heading in their direction.
Thank you so much for the chance to apprentice at the Acton Academy Venice Beach. It was such a wonderful learning opportunity. Getting to work with you and the Eagles taught me so much and will help me greatly on my Hero’s Journey. I cannot stress how much this apprenticeship has changed my life. Getting to be around so many smiling faces was such a gift, and leading a quest about something that I have a passion for was truly incredible.
take to the hospital (or at least that's what my brothers tell me they are), and I want to watch out my window! Oh! And dad just came home from work in London! It's a little early for him to be home, so I'm going to go and ask him how his day was. *Walks to the dining area to ask how his day went* He says he felt really hot during his day and grew tired, and it turns out, he has a slight fever. I got to go and tend to him for a little while, see you
Shadow and James took over and helped by speaking soft words of encouragement to them. Shadow found that if he sang their favorite chant Rae seemed to calm down. James noticed and started in with Shadow.
Screams filled the air. Only then did Jessie Grant realize they were his. He had been having this dream for some time, his dad’s and mom’s death. Before they boarded a cruiser when he was seventeen, his parents were his best friends, now he had nothing.
Watching a film, one can easily recognize plot, theme, characterization, etc., but not many realize what basic principle lies behind nearly every story conceived: the hero’s journey. This concept allows for a comprehensive, logical flow throughout a movie. Once the hero’s journey is thoroughly understood, anyone can pick out the elements in nearly every piece. The hero’s journey follows a simple outline. First the hero in question must have a disadvantaged childhood. Next the hero will find a mentor who wisely lays out his/her prophecy. Third the hero will go on a journey, either literal or figurative, to find him/herself. On this journey the hero will be discouraged and nearly quit his/her quest. Finally, the
What is heroism? Things preformed Superman, Batman, or The Flash? This is what most people think about when they hear the word hero or heroism. Although these characters show heroism, the definition of heroism does not have to be narrowed to the stereotypical hero. Many people have different concepts on heroism. A hero can be a ordinary person like a firefighter or cop. Heroism is a attribute that a person can obtain but they have to choose actions that help others like a fearless firefighter or cop helping others. Heroism also does not call for a reward for being heroic. Heroism is a quality or an act in all of us that a person uses to benefit for the good of other people even if there is a risk.
All of a sudden, Marty’s ears perked at the sound a twig snapping. ‘Somebody must be hiking the trails,’ I thought. The horse underneath me stayed very alert and stiff, and I assumed something was wrong. He could hear and see more than I, so if he thought something was wrong, there was something wrong. I cued him to pick up his gait when out of the corner of my eye I saw a single coyote passing through the trees. He didn’t seem to take an interest in us, but it still made me uneasy. Trotting now, I looked over and saw the coyote had multiplied. There was a whole pack of them now, following adjacent to us within the trees. I kicked Martyuntil I knew he was running as fast as he could, me barely holding on, perched on his back. The coyotes ran too, not because they were after us, but because we had spooked them. Taking a chance to get chased by coyotes was not on my agenda, so we kept our pace and ran through the field, over the hill, and right into the pond. Marty hit the water and came to a screeching halt. We were safe. He dropped his neck and drank from the pond while we both stood there panting. That moment gave me the bond I share with that horse, and forever and ever I will know that we will always keep each other
She had walked quite a long distance from the lake towards the huckleberry shrubs when she suddenly found herself facing a grizzly bear just twenty paces ahead of her. She wanted to run away that instant but her instincts stopped her and she slowly tried moving one step backward. When she did that the bear came one or two steps forward. She stopped and the bear stopped too. She saw Liam behind the