For the past 17 years, Elk Mound has been my home. When most people drive through the village on highway 12, they glance ahead, not noticing the community around them. The people living, working, or attending school here are not only my friends, but in a way, my family. I have grown up with people who have more in common with my rather than just where we live. There are 66 young adults in my class today, and I have known everyone’s name since first grade. Attending a small high school has given me multiple opportunities to join a variety of clubs. If I am playing a basketball game, running in a meet, or participating at the State Academic Decathlon meet, I see familiar faces from my community. The support of a small community is personal. Since
Banner Elk, North Carolina, is not only nestled in the heart of the Appalachian mountains, but has been implanted into my heart and soul from an early age. From the surface, it is home to a little over 1,000 people, a small college, and a couple ski resorts, but to me it has much more to offer. A plethora of memories originate from experiences I have had there, which have cumulatively molded me into the young man I betray today.
Lane Spotted Elk is a Montana State University student from the tribe Northern Cheyenne/Crow. Lane has a strong social side of the health triangle. He worked at the Boys and Girls club which made a big impact in his life. OPI Honor Yourself Poster Series states that “‘I was at the point...I needed something bigger than myself.” So lane turned to the Boys and Girls club…” This quote shows that Lane had the ability to ask for help which is part of the health triangles social side. He actually took advice from other people, in his case the Boys and Girls club. “Lane...was nominated as a representative… and was named as the representative from Montana…” (OPI Honor Yourself Poster Series) This evidence makes it clear that Lane's Social side is strong,
The Elk Mound Football team may have had a rough start to the season, but if you look at the spot they are sitting now you might have thought the beginning games were played by a different team. The Mounders are 5-0 in conference games and 6-2 overall. This week they face the undefeated Spring Valley Cardinals. This means that both of these teams will be playing for the Dunn- St. Croix Conference Championship.
Occasionally the circumstance of death prevented the recovery of a clan-member’s body and caused acute grief for their family. Buffalo Bird Woman recounted the apparent death of a Hidatsa woman, Lies On Red Hill, and the grief of her father. During the spring buffalo hunt, the ice pack on the Missouri River began to flow separating Lies On Red Hill, who was traveling via bullboat, from her husband Short Bull, who led their horses on shore. When Short Bull saw the ice and the rapids on the river, he believed his wife drowned. He continued to Like-A-Fish-Hook Village and told Lies On Red Hill’s family about the accident. Her father, Dries Squash, was overcome by his grief and he went into her lodge. He placed her squash basket on his back and walked through the village weeping and mourning saying, “Lies On Red Hill, dear daughter, I shall never see you
A little background I found on the author, John G. Neihardt, was that when he was little he moved around in the west a lot. While he was travelling in the west, after meeting his wife, he ran into Nicholas Black Elk, the Ogalala holy man, and would bring his visions to the world. The original book was published in 1932, and sold millions all over the world. The idea of the book was to recognize that not all Native Americans are going to kill you, and that it could introduce the idea of dreams with perceptive understandings. Standing Bear was in the room where the writing was taking place as a witness to tell that everything was true. While Neihardt was writing the book him and Black Elk became incredible friends and their friendship lasted
I belong to the community of Allendale, Michigan. It is a community that has thankfully and gladly embraced me after I transferred from Grand Haven after my freshman year. Despite what may be assumed at first glance with Allendale being a smaller, close knit, conservative community, and Grand Haven being a larger and slightly more diverse area, the more accepting community was, or is, most definitely Allendale. Grand Haven's diversity actually separates people, seemingly by socioeconomic status; while, in Allendale, it seems that a person's socioeconomic status is not a determinant of popularity. I believe that, in the end, it all boils down to the people in the community just being different, in a good way. All of the classmates, teachers,
In this town, you know the name of every person you pass in the halls and the family you see when you are out to dinner you are either related to or you have known since you were born. Due to the involvement in the arts and the family-like quality of Elizabeth City, I try and stay as involved as possible. From being an exceedingly dedicated performer and leader at the local, award-winning, children's theatre company, The Center Players, working my summer away at the beloved, quaint, soft-serve ice-cream shop, staying involved in my school's clubs, to volunteering at almost every event my town has to offer, I consider myself to be very involved in my community. Living here is an adventure that everyone around you is on with you- what a bittersweet reality- and while the adventure has been one I will cherish forever and that I believe has truly shaped who I am as a person, I believe it is time to flip the page and start
Have you ever wanted to go hunting in the summer when you are free of work and activities? Is it a problem that you would be interested in to change? I would like to change this law so I could go hunting when I am able to. Deer season all year round is important to all the hunters and wannabe hunter. I want to change the law that you can only hunt in one season because it is making deer being overpopulated, It would let people who are busy during the season hunt, and It would make deer meat sell more at restaurants. The first issue is that deer are becoming very overpopulated.
As a child, I was fixated on the idea of growing up and how I would contribute to the world in my own peculiar way, but I never contemplated how my Rockford, Michigan Community would impact my personal view of life. The experiences I have had as a result of being part of this Community have not only impacted my personal view of life, but they have also made me come to the conclusion that a Community should exemplify values of leadership and commitment.
Every day, Guilford County Schools spends thousands of dollars bussing kids to and from schools. Why? To create diverse schools. However, every day the lunch bell rings and de facto segregation creeps in. This is something I wasn’t aware of until after I attended Anytown. This entailed a week of learning about all types of people from different races, sexualities, and abilities. The whole week was packed full of memorable experiences and heartfelt conversations. On memory that will always affect my life was the last day of camp.
Because of high population growth rates observed in the majority of elk herds and the relatively conservative population objectives contained within each of the associated elk sub-plans, the need to increase harvest on elk to reduce population growth, size, or both has demanded aggressive hunt structures (often six months in length) to maximize the harvest of elk (primarily cows) in these areas. These aggressive season structures are designed to meet the management requirements (i.e., population objectives) set forth in elk sub-plans, but alleviate conflicts with other users and resources simultaneously, while trying to reduce hunter densities in the field. Generally speaking, standardized season dates are superseded by the needs of meeting specific population objectives
Instead of kicking students out of schools making it easier for us, I will bring in recent graduates to speak. I will make sure everyone from high school leaves with a diploma in their hand with integrity. I will make change in our neighborhoods by showing an example for others around me. Helping others is more important to me, than looking away and I will start a Arrive To Strive group for our community. The Arrive To Strive group will be able to build, repair, and clean to support the neighborhood. It is major to me that our neighborhood look its finest. If you need help fixing or finding a place to stay, we will be glad to help with that as well. By us doing these things, we will have a stronger community. The community we live in is beautiful, especially since everyone’s uniqueness contributes to its beauty. The unique souls in Benton Harbor are filled with amazing ideas such as painting the world a better picture. Let's do this with Joy, Honor, and
While most people commonly experience a small town rustic setting through romanticized movies or country music, I had the fortunate opportunity to grow up in an idealistic rural area that many only dreamed about. For the past twenty-six years, the Santa Cruz Mountains have been home to my family and me. With an extensive geological costal mountain range and small population, the community is closely connected through the local schools. Loma Prieta Elementary and C.T. English Middle make up the public schools in the Los Gatos-Saratoga School District. The campus overlooks the breathtaking sunrises beaming upon the ocean view located off the scenic route of Highway 17 on Summit Road. Giant redwood forests shade the schools, allowing the peaking rays of light to shine through, making my sanctuary astonishing. Only having to cross through a parking lot after 5th grade graduation, students make the transition from elementary school to middle school, continuing to grow and prosper in an extremely supportive community. My stunningly beautiful mountain school shaped my character and through the lessons gained from the advantages and disadvantages within the community, I became readily equipped for the future.
The elk enjoyed being in the middle of the field. He enjoyed the smell of the wet grass, He often ran around the field and toss himself on the wet grass in hot days. The elk would cross a busy street just to walk across toward the wet grass. One snowy day the elk went where he would normally go every day and noticed a white pile of something he was confused of the white pile of something. The street was less busy so he went to investigate the white pile, where the wet grass would be at. When the elk realized that the grass was gone he got a bit gloomy and depress, he tossed himself on the white pile and got bored. He started to play with the snow and got satisfied. He stood up in glee and played with white pile of snow. The elk was no longer
October 20, 2005. I step on the cold, hard, dirty pavement, and start walking. The travel to my new school is agonizing. Am I going to stand out, or am I going to meet a friend? I stop, gazing upwards to see the bricks that line my new high school, Creekview High. I’m starting a new year as a sophomore after my old town felt very differently towards a mixed race. I hope that this school will be better, but I wouldn’t put it past teenage girls. The bell loudly rings, as well as my ears, and I swiftly make my way inside to avoid the crowds.