It been a ten years I missed my hometown. I still remember about my hometown, where I grew up and spent half of my childhood time in there. My hometown was small, we didn’t have a tall building,and even we didn’t have a good house. I lived in refugee camp,I was happy to live in there. In my hometown everyone nice to each other, neighbor were grateful, and Helpful. Back in days I had so many friends, We were played football (soccer) everyday, Sometime my friend and I used skipped class together, and at home we get punishment by our parents. I’ve a great memories with my hometown.
When I was a young, I am a cool kids around my neighbor. They loved me so much because I knew how to talk to them and respect older people. As I was a young, I love Football which I mean is soccer. I was a biggest fan of soccer, and I used to played soccer from the school team. At my house we had small black and white TV. Most of the time my dad and I watched a soccer game in TV. My neighbors and even my town people loved the soccer. The best thing was where ever there was soccer match going on tv. They came to my house to watched it and we all watch the game together. Also some people didn’t liked soccer. I mean especially women they hated soccer because they think soccer is useless sport. The reason they said that because their husband spent a so much time watching soccer. Sometime I hear wife and husband having a wrangle about soccer. I missed this all stuff and this was a best part of growing
Our Town is a rather unorthodox production. Most playwrights want to go for realism and detail, with huge scene sets or intricate scene changes. Not this one. In Our Town the author (Thornton Wilder) strives to create a play which does not need to rely on scenery and detail, but visualization and the investment of the audience. In this way there is nothing to distract from the core message or plot of the play. What this play does take to it’s advantage are sound effect; with the lack of props or scenery the sound effects give us the perfect amount of imagery to go on. Now within this script there are several directors in which have taken the play and made it their own. Out of three of the plays being: NBC's 1977 representation, PBS’s 1989 representation, and PBS’s 2003 representation. From these three representations one of theme most suitably gets a grasp of what Wilder was going for; simplicity, relatability, and imagery. PBS’s 2003 representation best defines what wilder's vision of his great play was.
Soccer had taught me many things in life. It showed me the significance of family in all forms, to be responsible and appreciative of my peers and elders. I will never forget that day, no matter how old I am, because I had learned an essential lesson, to never give
The sound of sirens mixed with flashing lights and gusting winds beating from the long helicopter blades greets you as you make your way from the stone wall to the front teal blue door that awaits you. A two story yellow tinted house that has been created into our own home over the past fifteen years, will soon be left sitting along the side of the ally on the right and the storage units to its left. In three short years learning to swim in the clear blue water that sits behind the house on Massie Street, playing Christmas games with family, and watching helicopters land will all become a part of the house that built me.
A new friend of mine from Central America struggled when I asked him about his hometown. His expression first told of a welling of formative personal memories accompanied by a knowing smile on his face. With no words yet arriving and seconds ticking by, his face shifted with frustration at feeling mute, as if it were an impossibly monumental task to convey the essence, as he deeply felt, of his hometown-- the place of his birth and nurturing and land where still his parents and one grandparent dwell. Finally, in a linguistic dam burst, words gushed out in a geyser of information-- his eyes lit up, and his hands came alive as he related his meaningful images and a sense of the rhythm of life there. It emerged in random spasms of phrases about the morning chaos at busy food markets filled with shoppers, the lake with its neon green and red birds, and his favorite place-- a quiet hill top overlooking fields of sugar cane where shirtless workers gathered the harvest. Then it was my turn to explain to him my hometown. I hardly knew where to begin. It, too, seemed an impossible task, and I am certain I blurted out in my own randomness various images that had made their mark on my memory. However, I knew that I had failed to relate any coherent statements. Later, I reflected on how to prepare myself better for the next time someone asked me about my hometown. I decided to pick out three characteristics I could focus on in order to bring coherence to my hypothetical future listener on the topic of the place I come from. Having thought it through more, I have confidence now regarding what to say. Jacumba Hot Springs, a small town in California, can be defined in terms of its unique topography, its people, and its mineral water.To begin, Jacumba Hot Springs has some unique geographical features. For example, huge boulders of an infinite variety of shapes are scattered across the land. I remember as a child climbing up the side of one particularly large ten-footer on my grandfather’s half acre. At the top of it was a flattened area which formed a natural seat from which he and I would sometime catch the rising moon on a beautiful summer evening. Besides the boulders, the view of the
Down the street and around the crescent, by the dented stop sign, the third house on the left, the one with the loose brick by the chimney. The one with the black doors and the black roof and the dark bricks and the windows with a white trim- it looks like a distorted face staring at the empty space ahead. That’s my house. The one with the misshapen, nearly dead tree, that taps and scratches at the window when the wind blows, like a spirit warning me to escape while I still can. That’s my house. The house that gives people the chills when they walk by, the one people cross the street to avoid, and the one little children run by and tell stories about. The feeling we get can only be compared to the feeling we have when we drive by a graveyard. Sadness. Eeriness. Yes, that’s my house.
I attended Athens West Theatre Company’s performance of, Our Town by Thornton Wilder on October 8th, 2017. The production was directed by Larry Snipes and it was located in the Black Box Theatre in the Pam Miller Downtown Arts Center in Lexington, Kentucky. This show premiered in 1938 and it remains a classic play, and it is a winner of the Pulitzer Prize. Our Town is a show highlighting universal truths about birth, death, life, longing, love and marriage, looking back at America in the early 1900s.
Dalian is located in the south of Liaoning Province, if you view it on a map, you can see that it’s surrounded by ocean on three sides, in a consequence, our fishing industry and seafaring prosper our city in a long way. Talking about Dalian, Xinghai Square seems like a symbol of the city, it is the largest city square in the world with a size of 1,760,000 m^2. We hold Beer Festival every year between July and August. It attracts millions of people to come enjoying the beer and bands. it’s always the greatest time to chat with friend s with the show, and people are not willing to leave until midnight. On the middle of the square, there’s a column called totem pillar, it’s made of white marble and a dragon is sculptured along with the column, it is meaningful in Chinese culture because it shows a wish of blessing and avoiding misfortune.Facing the beach, a cross-sea bridge connects Laohutan and Xiaoping Island, as Tsing Ma Bridge connects Tsing Yi Island and Ma Wan, Golden Gate Bridge connects San Francisco and Marin Headlands, and Øresund Bridge connects Copenhagen and Malmo, though our bridge is shorter and less influential than any other ones.
What don't people know? People don’t know or understand many things. People first make a judgment about someone or something. They then decide whether they like or not like someone or something. People judge, people stare, people are rude, people are mean. You wish that everyone in the world was nice and that the world was a safe place with no “bad guys”. Soon you will wake up and realize the truth, the truth about the world and the people.
As a child, people will always remember certain destinations that stick with them that made a good impression. I have a place that not only made a good impression, it changed me. It made me think off all the things in life people take for granted; places, people, activates. This place brought all though special things in life to one place where I can enjoy them all at the same time. The Oregon coast. Traveling there, as a kid was always special. Waking up early in the morning and driving the long trip there, going through forests, valleys, and cities.
My name is Xie Qingxin, I come from a beautiful city named Hulun Buir. I am the only children of my family and live together with my parents and grandpa. I am glad that I have just been given an exciting position as the head of a tourism department, so what I want to do is describe my city and hope you can come to visit my city during your vacation time.
Long Island, New York is my birthplace and my home. I’ve lived here my entire existence of 17 years and I am blessed. I grew up in a 4 bedroom home in a town by the name of Williston Park. My home is a two-story colonial with a large front and back yard. The lush green grass and the variety of plants in the front yard make it aesthetically pleasing. The white siding of the home make it really hard to keep clean. The four windows in the front of the home make it look as if the house is smiling when you go towards it. Most of the homes in my neighborhood are similar in size and basic structure. Many of these homes are occupied by older white couples. Although my town isn't as diverse as the neighboring towns I love my neighborhood. Some of my favorite things to do are having casual conversations with my older neighbor John; going to the many baseball or football fields to play with my friends; go to Roosevelt Field Mall, or go to one of the many restaurants we have, or finally go to a place called Bounce, which is an indoor trampoline park. One of the greatest parts about my neighborhood is the sense of community and how we are able to set our differences aside when people we care about are in need. Growing up on Long Island we don't have as much access to public transportation compared to NYC, so I usually asked my parents for rides or was stuck walking miles to my friend’s house, or wherever else I went. Once I reached the age I really had no choice other than to get my
I feel like this is my home except it was not dark as this place tho.
Linyi is my hometown, and I am deeply in love with my hometown. Linyi is a beautiful place. There are flowers, grass, mountain, water, fresh air. The people here are sincere, hardworking, simple and kind. Always working for the city and work hard. Linyi is a prefecture-level city in Shandong Province, which is the largest and most populous city in Shandong Province. It is located in the southeast of Shandong Province, near the Yellow Sea, east of sunshine, west Zaozhuang, Jining, Tai 'an, north Zibo, Weifang, south of Jiangsu. Prefecture-level Linyi City jurisdiction Lanshan, Luo Zhuang, Hedong 3 District and Tancheng, Lanling, Junan, Yishui, Yinan, Pingyi, Fei County, Mengyin, Linshu 9 counties. My family in Yishui county.
My hometown is Liaocheng,in western Shandong province.It’s located in North latitude 35 ° 47 '~ 37 ° 05' and east longitude 116 ° 16 '~ 116 ° 32' . There are about 800 thousands people in my hometown which is 957 square kilometers.It borders the provincial capital of Jinan to the southeast,and the province of Hebei and Henan to the west.
Energetic, boisterous New York City is not the first place someone would think of when they are trying to define themselves. From the beautiful cathedrals, buildings, and cultures that lie throughout the city, New York is the melting pot of all different aspects of life. Tourists from all over the world flock to this city to begin or extend their version of the “American dream.” Jamaica Kincaid writes of her beautiful country in A Small Place. When she writes, the audience also sees the ugliness tourism leaves in her country taking away from its beauty. Kincaid’s idea that a place is not just relative to the present or even relevant in the same way for all people helps to explain why, in my own life, New York has given me a sense of wonder of what not only is but was and a love for history. This sense of wonder and love of history has greatly defined who I am.