Living in our own home was bliss and Redwood City was a wonderful place to live. Our home was located within walking distance of Broadway; a major street downtown with a movie theater, several restaurants and interesting stores. Ben Franklin; a five-and-dime variety store, sold low cost household items, sundries, seasonal products, health and beauty aids. JC Penny’s; a larger department store, sold furniture and clothing and at Walgreens, the corner drugstore, there was a diner where shoppers sat at a counter and ordered a hamburger with fries and a milkshake, or two eggs with two strips of bacon, hash browns and two pancakes any time of day. At the Fox Theater Ellen and I met friends to see a matinee and occasionally, on our way home after …show more content…
Furthermore, Rayclad Tubes Inc, merged with Raychem to form one corporation, consequently, Evie’s department transferred to a new location on Spring Street, near our school and she was assigned to work the Day Shift. Fortunately, when Oma requested to change her work schedule to coincide with Evie’s, her manager agreed, making it possible to drop Evie off at Raychem on her way to the Stanford Barn. Our school provided bus transportation from Mezes Park, located a few blocks from our home. Perfect! Ellen and I looked forward to joining the neighborhood kids who walked to the bus stop each …show more content…
Many years later, when Ellen brought came to visit Mom with her children on Independence Day, we watched the parade, in the same way. My sister and I still cherish this memory fondly.
The first summer living in our own home was a time of personal fulfillment. Mom did not approve of the American School System’s three month holiday during the summer, deeming too much unsupervised idle time as an opportunity for Ellen and me to get into mischief while she and Oma worked, therefore, as in the previous two summers, Mom enrolled us in Summer School. By this time, we had been living in the United States for three years and through our association with the Menlo Park Presbyterian Church and Mom’s employment at Raychem, acquired a strong network of mostly Dutch-Indonesians friends. Among them, Eddie and Ina Jonathans became part of our extended family, and so did the Schardijns, Rudy and Luisa Fredricks, the Hendricks family and Iet and Eli Millenaar, who were distantly related to Netty. Just as in Holland, family and friends seemed to gravitate to our home in large and small groups and Mom and Oma, were always delighted to welcome a friendly visitor who appeared on our
Summer break after a long year of tortuous academics, teachers, classes and the gleaming light of the summer just an arm's length away. T. Coraghessan Boyle elaborates on the adventure of the bad boy imagines. Although their deceptions of their characters will be
Bibliography: HAN, Jenny. It’s not summer without you, United States of America, Simon & Schuster, 2010, 275 pages.
The summer and winter sessions symbolized Gene’s loss of innocence. During the summer sessions, the boys of Devon were carefree and showed no respect for the rules, while the teachers put no effort into enforcing the rules. “This was the way the masters tended to treat us that summer,” (Knowles 23). Together, Gene and Finny formed the
But the summer after ninth grade made me rethink my options. My best friend’s dad was in charge of a summer camp for underprivileged children. He needed some junior counselors for the week, so we volunteered to help; we wouldn’t mind
Since the day we entered the school system we all looked forward to summer break but dreaded Labour Day because that symbolized the end of freedom. In the essay titled Labour day is a dreaded bell in the schoolyard of the mind by Harry Bruce, Bruce showcases how many students feel about Labour day through the use of literary devices. He sheds a light on how Labour day ends summers and brings you back to reality and how everyone eventually has to circum to the reality of life. Bruce uses similes within the essay to relate school being like prison he relates prison guards to teachers essentially saying that jail is equivalent to school. Some kids would agree with what Bruce has said because you are in school for about 6 hours a day you go to
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”Bye students. Have a great summer,” the teacher yells over the bell. Happiness and joy fills the classrooms as everyone leaves the room talking about their summer plans with their friends and family.This is the way it should be,but what if all that was taken away just like that? and the joy of summer vacation suddenly disappeared? All you had planned to have with the people you were closest with. How would you feel if all of that was gone? That's why we shouldn't have year-round schooling, because it complicates schedules, add to costs, and with year round schooling
In the essay, the writer used her own two daughters as examples. She writes about how she wanted them to experience freedom in the summer and not think about the future.
I was riding the school bus back to the closest stop to my house, Trail Wind Elementary School. It was quite a large elementary school, a beige color, with a sharp maroon outline. Then again, everything in Boise was large, from the mountains to the sky. Even though Trail Wind was closer, this bus was returning from Collister Elementary, 45 minutes across the city. It was a small school, but a very good one, one of the three schools in the nation with an advanced curriculum program. Since it was small, almost all of my friends rode the same bus, so I could always count on an interesting bus ride. Today was no exception. But it definitely wasn’t going to be a normal day.
In Shirley Jackson's short story, “The Summer People” the Allisons decided to stay at their summer cottage past labor day. This decision, however may not have been for the best. After making this decision the Allisons began to become paranoid as things started to not go their way. First of all the townspeople began to question them as to why they wanted to stay. They informed them that no one had ever stayed past Labor Day. The Allisons also had to deal with the fact they could no longer buy kerosene or have their groceries delivered as they had during the summer months. They also received an interesting letter from their son that left them feeling confused and a bit concerned because it did not sound like their son’s writing. Lastly they had things in their house that were braking such as their phone. Their car also had somehow broken and was no longer functioning. All of these occurrences startled the Allison. They couldn't understand how they had been able to live so peacefully in their cottage all summer
The author of this essay Anna Quindlen purpose of writing School’s out for Summer is that when summer begins it has an effect on many hungry children. She thinks that America is not acknowledging child hunger enough. She thinks that people in America should hear more about child hunger publicly on the news and in the newspaper. She wants this so we could stop this in America.
t was the first of June. The sun was shining brightly and there was the flavor of joy, happiness, and vacations in the air. I breathed it and truly felt how my body overwhelmed with the freedom and desire to move the mountains in the pursuit of great vacations. I planned my summer holidays during the whole year, and I knew for sure that it had to be a marvelous time spent with friends, ocean, sunshine, fresh fruits, and disco parties. My mother has changed everything that day. She decided that charity was the best thing, which I could do in the summer, and enrolled me to the special program, aimed at attending the elderly homes and assisting senior people there.
Sacramento, California is often not the first place that comes to mind when someone thinks of moving to the city, or even when coming up with vacation spots. However, there are countless reasons why Sacramento is wonderful. Sacramento is California’s capital, located in the northern half of the state, right in between San Francisco and South Lake Tahoe. Nicknamed “City of Trees”, Sacramento is lush with greenery that lines its streets and especially along the banks of the Sacramento River. The city is surrounded with miles of farmland which provides not only a gorgeous skyline, but also gives fresh produce to its hundreds of restaurants. Between Midtown and Downtown, or “Old Sacramento”, there is also plenty to see and do for the night owls. Not only is Sacramento thriving in present day, but the city is rich with culture and history. Being the hot spot for gold mining and settling in the mid-1800’s, the city has many unique and preserved features that remind its residents and visitors just how important Sacramento was in American history (Sacramento). Sacramento is all the things listed above, but more importantly, it is a home for nearly two million people in the area. Many of them fortunate to have a home of their own, whether in the heart of the city or just outside of it. Of these two million are about 3,500 people that do not have a home of their own (Chabria). These individuals have spent, on average, a year or more living on the streets of Sacramento gathering, at
To provide high-quality care for the patient it is essential for the nursing staff to have enough time for recovery from long hours of demanding work. Eight-hour shifts for hospital nurses have become a standard of the past. Nowadays, 12-hour shifts for three days a week have become typical in most hospitals as recommended by the Institute of Medicine (IOM) (Stimpfel, Sloane & Aiken, 2012). The length of the shifts and the working days; however, are often unpredictable due to increased demand for patient care and high census episodes. Nursing shortages, along with a weak economy, have left hospital nurses with no choice, then to work extended hours and overtime. Long hour shifts, as well as mandatory overtime, has become an increasing
The first year, the time to prove myself had arrived. Classes, rooms, teachers, and some students were unfamiliar. Eventually, minutes melted into hours, hours to days, and days to weeks. It didn’t take long before my schedule was routine, something of second nature. Humor and happiness were found in the form of my advisory family, where school was transformed into something more than going through the same motions of day to day activity. By the closing point of sixth grade, I was having a hard time letting go of what I’d adapted to. “What’s wrong?” my dad asked when I was getting into the car after being picked up early on the last day. I explained how distressed I was that my first year of middle school exceeded my expectations, and that it had to come to an end. Although his outlook viewed my reason for sorrow as trivial, I didn’t.