Descriptive Essay About A Hot Air Balloon

Not so long ago on a weekend when my family and I had recently gotten out of the church we got home and told each other, what we were going to do today the entire day. No one came up with a good idea besides staying home and watching movies, but I mean that is not anything new we don't do or have not done at all. So I right away thought of any good places to go to and I had remembered of places my friends had once told me about. I told my parents and explained to them about the place. I told them that it was not a really far place to go to but it was a place where we would have to walk a lot. At first, my mother was not as convinced because of the walking part because she does not really like walking a lot. Well, my dad was for sure already convinced. All we needed to do

ustralians are often portrayed in various texts and motion pictures. The Australian film “The Black Balloon” is a great example as the director Elissa Down explains relevant messages for audiences in the modern age. The film not only shows discrimination on people with disabilities but the importance of taking care of loved ones as part of our Australian identity, presenting values of family and friendship.. It allows the audience to truly reflect on how accepting our society is through this coming age of film. In a similar manner of exploring important issues that represents the Australian vision, Hannah Moore's short story ‘1112: Anhar-Woomera’ explores the various experiences of discrimination and lack of acceptance that Anhar deals

This is a story about how the balloon explores the public's response to it and the relationship with the narrator conscience. The balloon itself is the symbolic representation of the story, so that the reader is forced to confront and respond to the story in the same way that the citizens of New York City must confront and respond to the balloon. The balloon can represent any imaginative origin, as the public demonstrates. The mention of the balloon as having a “deliberate lack of finish” which gave the “surface a rough forgotten quality” reinforced the idea that the balloon is an art object designed to provoke public and private reactions.

I had planned on being a base and trying out as a base. One day Coach Ridenhour, the coach for the VJ cheer squad, asked if anyone wanted to try to be a flyer. I thought it might be fun to try, so I said that I would be interested. She put me in a stunt as a flyer, I was a little nervous because I had never done it before. As I was going up my heart started pounding in my chest, my fists clenched up, so many thoughts were going through my brain all at once. I thought I was going to fall, but before I knew it I was up and stable in the stunt! I could not believe I had got up there and did not fall. We tried it a few more times and each time I hit the stunt.

One summer, my friends thought it would be a great idea to go to Six Flags. Me, I thought it was a dreadful idea. I don’t like rollercoasters at all, so I found no point in wanting to go. But, they insisted I go with the group for fun. So, here I was, scared of rollercoasters and on my way to Six Flags. Go figure.

Thirteen years ago at our old house on Heritage Blvd on the fourth of July my mother got sick, so instead of our usual Fourth of July tradition of popping fireworks at our grandmothers house, we were stuck at home. The plan was to wait until our mother felt better to go pop fireworks, so like good children, my brothers and I nodded our heads and went off to play, and that lasted for about maybe twenty minutes before we got bored. My brothers Colten and Tyler had the bright idea to steal the fireworks and walk around the neighborhood, and I being about six at the time thought this was the best idea in the world. I looked up to my brothers, and they were older and smarter than me so I did not see the harm in going for a walk around the block and popping off some firecrackers. We did not think anyone would care, and we were completely wrong.

As Ralph Waldo Emerson once added “What you are afraid to do, is a clear indication of the next thing you need to do.” As we were pulling into the parking lot of Hersheypark, I looked up and saw a gigantic coaster, the tallest upside down coaster in the whole entire park. Before we took our trip we did research on the best rides at the park, Fahrenheit was one of the tallest coasters with a 97 degree drop and 60 mph during the ride. I was only 10 at the time and I had never gone on an upside down roller coaster before. As we were entering the park, the rollercoaster was to the left of the entrance. I was hoping we would be able to go to the other side first so I could avoid the coaster for a little while. Just my luck, we turned to the left,

I was very nervous about ziplining. I was breathing very heavy. The instructor asked me if I was ready, I said, “push me.”

The story about Larry Walters, a thirty-three year old truck driver who wished he could fly, and “The Great Balloon Chair Ride” occurred in 1982. One summer afternoon, Larry Walters decided to attach weather balloons to his ordinary old aluminum lawn chair and aviated around the Los Angeles area. Walters ascended 16,000 feet in the air with a lawn chair, seat belt, an altimeter, a compass, flashlight and extra batteries, beef jerky, a California road map, and a first aid kit. During his ascent, he dropped his glasses and the BB gun he was planning on using to pop the balloons to control his altitude, which resulted in him crash-landing and blacking out a neighborhood. Larry’s “Great Balloon Chair Ride” earned him great fame, landing him interviews

On my 13th birthday my friends and I went to a lazer tag place down the road from my house . I was new to the idea of "lazer tag" and honestly i was a little nervous . We walk in the dimmly lit building the smell of nachos and the sound of kids laughing filled the air . We make our way to the low standing black counter . I approach the man behind the counter to buy a ticket .

All three of Newton’s laws were seen in the Balloon Race. The way the balloon stays in motion is the first law. The heavier the harness affecting the acceleration of the balloon is his second law. How far the air from the balloon exerting a force pushes the balloon forward is Newton’s third law. The balloon remained in motion with the same velocity while it was attached to the line, it didn’t stop and started up again it would keep going in a straight line. Newton’s second law proving that “the acceleration of an object increases with increased force, and decreases with increased mass.’’ This was clearly shown when our harness had a large amount of mass, and it wouldn’t go far. As the balloon exerts air on one side, it pushed the balloon

It was a hot and sunny day you could tell because the way it would overheat the glass on my car window. As i was on my way to a Mexican market to get bread and coffee for the morning then i started thinking should i go to the conference that my pastor told me about. I wanted to go but my mom and dad couldn't go because they had to stay here and work because my dad has is own business and my mom couldn't go because she had to care of my little sister and here work wouldn't let t her go so here i am thinking should i go or not my mom really wanted to go so i decided oh well i guess i will go even tho in my head the question was still pounding as i felt that i wasn't doing the right thing so then i finally decided OK lets go so i called my pastors and ask them to

The day that I felt like was the scariest day of my life turned out to be very fun. I thought that it was really scary and impossible to do at first, you at the end of the day, you can do anything. The day was April of the year , 2013, when my friend, Daniel, dared me to go skydiving. He said that I wouldn't do it because I wasn't "Man enough" to go with him and his brother. He told me that I wouldn't do it even for $400 dollars. I wanted the money but I just wasn't brave enough. I didn't want to go but I had to prove him wrong.

When I was a little girl, I had always hated barbies and disney princesses with a passion. I thought they were stupid, and the barbies I did have were hidden in the back of me and my brother’s shared closet. What I did like to do, however, was science experiments. I would mix things together and pour them on the grass to see what would happen, or do basically anything that made a mess. One day, I had the ingenious idea to try and cook mac and cheese using the power of the sun on a ninety degree day. I dug a small, toy plastic spaghetti pot out of the back of my closet where it was sitting with various fake food items and cooking utensils. Somehow, I climbed onto the countertop and managed to reach the top shelf where the elbow noodles were located, and poured them into the pot along with sink water hot enough it hurt my hands a little. Then, I went outside and sat down on the rough wooden porch with the pot in my hands, waiting for the noodles to cook. After about fifteen minutes, my grandmother opened the door and saw me there. Of course, she had no clue what I was trying to do. She assumed that the little seven year old who could not cook was hungry and attempting

When I was younger, I had an airplane that was for no reason very special to me. It was yellow, and had black checkers on the wings. It was made of cold metal, and was a little bit bigger than my palm. I always held it in my hand when I went outside to play.