Triumphantly, we stand side by side, grinning widely as our anxious parents snap pictures to appease us and then hurry us away to tend to our battered appendages. Each one of us sprouts some wound or another—a bloodied knee or elbow, bruised toe, bitten finger, or a large sunburn. Some of us are on the verge of dehydration. We have chosen a rough playground, but we love it dearly.
Two hours before low tide, we had migrated to the beach, carrying nothing except plastic buckets. With little patience for the group of parents who followed sluggishly behind, bearing towels, water, sunscreen, lunch, and other such useless items, we of young spirit pushed excitedly ahead along the dirt path.
Once on the beach, the adults watched us with
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This annual tradition of ours is much more than a simple scavenger hunt. Rather, it is an opportunity to unite as a team—to forget the differences in age and the pressures that come with them. We work together, we climb together, we fall together—no one is left behind. Any parent who chooses to engage in our hunt is immediately swept back into the realm of youth and boundless energy.
With untiring enthusiasm, we harvested the rocks for our five-legged friends. Many a star was rehydrated from the drying heights or rescued from the perils of a hungry crab. We marveled at the sight of a starfish engulfing a mussel and grieved for the unfortunate sea star who had lost a limb in some unknown encounter.
The frigid water burned our feet and hands, and the hot sun scalded our backs. Before long, nearly everyone had misjudged the stableness of the seaweed and had slid down the barnacle-covered rocks which were hidden beneath.
For those who choose not to participate, our quest seems foolhardy and unnecessarily strenuous. How little they understand what an utter relief it is to have your only concerns involve the collection of stars. For a scant few hours, work, school, and all the stresses of life simply melt away with the rhythmic beating of the icy waters. We are free to amble about the stars—collecting them and admiring their peaceful perfection.
As the tide washed back over the rock-laden beach, we were forced to
This is a paper about the book Finding Fish: A Memoir, which was written by Antwone Fisher. By necessity given the nature of the book, the main character will be examined at length. Through careful examination of the main character a deeper understanding of the book can be reached. After the examination, a number of theoretical perspectives will be applied to the main character, as well as an explanation of how these perspectives can be used to evaluate Antwone in order to understand him better. The perspectives that will be used will be the strengths, systems, conflict, humanistic, and psychodynamic perspectives. Following the connection of the perspectives to Antwone, an explanation of why social workers use theories and
I’ve always felt a strange connection to the stars, one that I have never fully understood. I used to believe that it was simply the night itself that appealed to me. There is something so incredibly compelling about it. It’s not the silence, necessarily, but the way that every breath is amplified; it’s not so much the darkness, but the way that the stars light it up. There is an unparalleled magic to them, to the way that they swirl and writhe and explode of their own accord. Although the moon will orbit for eternity and the stars will eventually fade into submission, it is the latter that I admire the most. I would rather die at the hands of my own power and light than live infinitely off of the nectar of somebody else’s.
Crawfish are delicious crustaceans that closely resemble lobsters. Many people consider crawfish to be as delicious as lobsters, which is why these crustaceans are harvested all over the world. In the U.S., crawfish are closely associated with the haute cuisine and culture of Louisiana. In fact, crawfish are the official crustacean of the state. I normally prefer to harvest or purchase crawfish on the day I intend to cook them. However, many people prefer to purchase and eat them later but do not know how to keep crawfish alive in a sack or container for several days before finally preparing and eating them. Fortunately, I will provide you with some tips on how I keep my crawfish fresh and healthy
Sport fishing offers some of the most thrilling and exciting water sport adventures. If you want to gain the maximum out of a sport trip, what you need to do is hire an expert fishing charter. These charters give you an excellent opportunity to enjoy your activity in the most exciting of sport waters and with the right kind of guide, you can be sure of catching the best fish.
It was such a beautiful day out, the weather was perfect. Temperature was around a good seventy-nine degrees, sunny and with a light breeze rolling in off the waves as the crash along the shore. The sound of laughter, happiness and nature all in one filled the air. People from all walks of life enjoy their holiday in their own way on the beach. Footprints in all sizes, some are small and some are huge, spread over the
When an individual is struggling in life nothing positive comes to mind. Asking for help is something not everyone is comfortable with so they only rely on themselves. Any stranger can approach a person that may seem like they are struggling and help without them expecting it. Some may expect family or friends to help when in need, yet they are the ones that don’t help. A significant theme in Finding Fish is the people who we least expect to help are the ones that actually help the most.
Fishing can bring you a sense of peace and keep you physically fit. You don't have to be rich to participate in the sport, but you do need certain gear. From a fishing rod to extra bait, here is a list of the things you'll need if you want to start participating in this fun sport, or if you want to get your children into fishing. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/09/06/benefits-of-fishing_n_5754408.html
Fishing is a fun way for me to spend some time with my family members and just relax feeling the refreshing breeze hit my face. I enjoy going with my older brother to the lake here in Newton or Out in other towns. One time me and my brother went to a lake outside of Newton in a different town and stayed there for most of the day. We hardly caught anything but it was fun being out there with only my older brother. And the fish we did catch were all to small to take home to cook and man I wish we did catch a big one.
Blackfish was released on the 19th of July 2013 in New York. Gabriela Cowperthwaite’s award-winning documentary is about a captive killer whale that has taken the lives of several people. This documentary explores the different stories of Tilikum’s attacks and the reasons for why these accidents are occurring in the sea park industry.
The stars are bright and radiant-- their numbers are vast beyond all imagination. They shine in the dark sky, like billions of little lights hanging from nonexistent threads. It is a reality that not many people stop to admire. In the city people sink down into their couches at night and drift away, eventually, to the slumber that most people crave. But the stars, shining endlessly, are there night after night, in the rain and even in the snow. If you just stop for a moment, on a night with no clouds, and look up, you will see this magnificent
How The Forked River Tuna Club Scholarship will help me further my educational and career goals in the marine or environmental sciences or a related field.
Ever lonely star I see above me, is like a lonely person waiting for another star to come along. As another star comes along it shines that bright that there isn’t no other to compare with. He was the brightest star in the night, others seemed dull by comparison. Non-stop conversations began, and I started losing sleep. I got excite,a feeling I haven’t felt for a long time. We had even given each other nicknames, Blancss and Nakss, who had shared adventures, and a song that was randomly picked, Counting Stars.
The aroma of the salty ocean breeze dances around me. The ocean splashes onto the million small grains of sand while tickling the feet of the diverse people who travel among it. Music of the waves sing in perfect unison with sound of the natives playing their drums, their beautiful harmonies fill the resort while they wait for generous people with anything to spare. I look around and embrace every small detail, like the small sand crabs that scurry across my newly pedicured toes and the shattered shells that gouge into the bottoms of my feet. I find my way to the brightly colored hammocks filled with people reading the magazines filled with all the fake information about Justin Bieber and his new girlfriend, or the perfectly picked novel just
I headed out to the water after setting up my towel. The shock of the frigid water took my breath away and I was momentarily stunned. However, I quickly recovered; finding my body adjusts rapidly to the cold water. I waded a few feet into it before leaning forward and swimming out. I didn't dare to go too far though, instead turning to swim parallel to the shore. I was comforted by the sounds of the ocean; the rhythmic pounding of the waves represses all of my worries. I looked into the cloudless cerulean blue sky and see the perfection of life. Just when I was starting to get tired and wanted to go back to the shore, I saw something.
The warm breeze of the ocean air flies past my face. The heat of the yellow sun was sizzling, beating down against my skin, tanning and burning it within seconds. Beach goers were crowded around in all directions. Seagulls gliding past the groups of people, scouting for dropped or forgotten food to eat. Their little footprints marking a trail in the sand all over the place, going in a million different directions, searching for their next meal. I take in the exquisiteness of it all, the blue-green waves crashing into the sandy shore, making white foam and bubbles wash into the sea, little boys and girls that are digging in the bright white sand running away from the small waves before they get wet. The beach is a stunning place to be; there's just something about the ocean waves and the sand between my toes that makes me just want to stay there forever.