How Can I Use Love Summers?

While much of the neighborhood appears on-screen in the beginning of the shot, one important thing is notably off-screen the whole time: The view from which the camera pivots. Behind the camera was the apartment of L.B. Jeffries, and the camera pans to the left, inside his window, to finish with a brief tour around his living room that teaches us his most important character traits. We see first, in an extreme close-up of a cast, that Jeffries has a broken leg. And then the camera pans left and we see why: A broken camera appears on screen, and a rack focus shift to the background shows a photograph of an automobile accident with a tire flying straight at the camera. Then several other framed photographs of exciting events appear on the screen, telling us Jeffries is a photographer who craves adventure and excitement.

Second, in summer our body system gets easily tired and we tend to lose a lot of energy. In addition, normally the human body works hard to maintain a consistent internal temperature. but when people exposed to direct heat while spending time in the sun. all this extra physiological effort can make people feel tired or sleepy. moreover, less clothing means more exposed skin. The hot weather actually slows a human body very down. the hotter it is; the more energy they need to keep themselves cool. People dress very relax in summer and it is important to apply a sports sunscreen about 30 minutes before a person

“Vasquez, thirty miles!” I yelled as I passed the counter’s desk. My legs are on fire, my heart is pounding, and my shirt is drenched in sweat. The sun is beaming, the temperature has reached 95⁰F and I’ve been riding my bike non-stop for three hours earning twenty dollars an hour. I would always find myself in this scenario every September when I attended High School, this was the Saint Jude Bike-a-thon.

In this short artifact “A Tale of Two Summers for Parents” by Belinda Luscombe I was able to get an idea of the different things that parents might be going through that us kids/teens have no idea about. Luscombe shares two stories about the struggles that parents were going through especially during the summer. The summer as we know is the hottest time of the year. For some states summer might just be different but I am aware that climate can be a challenge for some families. Having to change schedules and making sure to know where your children will be spending the day or after school may be your priority and I agree with that. Now a days I see kids walking home when the day is just simply hot. You can’t even go with your car window down because the warmth of the hot air hits you and it makes you so tired and stresses you out so much. No matter how much you try to be fresh the heat just really gets you making you upset and not thinking straight.

Summer is a wonderful season that seems to go by way too fast. Riding you bike on the boardwalk, going for a swim; there are so many outside activities to help you stay fit. Besides the sun's harmful rays, the muggy heat can be a downside to long summer days. It is important to be cautious during the heat. People can suffer heat stroke and dehydration, among other illnesses from the heat. Working out in extreme heat also causes inhibited performance so it is important to stay hydrated. Here are 5 tips to stay cool while exercising in the heat.

“Let me see if we still have it.” Her stomach muscles tightened even as the inventory screen opened. She hated this part of her job. Seller’s remorse. Certain heirlooms were too precious to part with, and now and then, the previous owner realized it too late.

The summer is an exciting time of year. For months people have been stuck inside their homes, so when the weather really warms up, the last thing they want to do is sit inside. Although many people look forward to the nice, sunny days that summer brings, the heat can often be the one downfall. Sure, can dress accordingly, opting for short, tanks tops, sandals and other summer wear, but when it comes to wearing certain clothes, alterations may be necessary if you want to keep cool.

The hours at the disposal center have been getting pretty long.” I say, showing only a slight hint of bitterness in my remark. All the eyes look away. So far, I have been the only one to leave second school early. My job position is one of the most difficult and painful, and I am not that proud of it. It seems to be an uncomfortable subject, and Xander is the first to change subjects, agreeing that we should all go to the showing. We get there, only a few minutes before the show starts, and we talk amongst ourselves until the lights dim. We are enveloped in darkness for a few seconds, then the screen brightens, showing something I had never seen before. I was flying! Lush green fields whooshed by, followed by sparkling waves, and high up snow-topped mountains. I soared through city after city, gazing at street lights and people waving. It all looked so happy, so real. I let my wall down, smiling in awe at the beautiful wonders of this world. After that, it was smooth sailing. The narrator talked about the history of the Society, how it came to be, the provinces, and so on. I was fine until the end. What happened before the Society. The tone of the showing changed into a darker feel. Empty shadowy streets. Small, dilapidated houses near crumbling. A rugged actor runs across the dangerous road, and a fighter plane shoots him, blood pooling underneath his lifeless body. As his eyes dull, I think of my family. Dead. Silently,

I saw a broken glass, aluminum framed door lying in front of the doorway to the foyer. The black ATM machine lying was on its side in the doorway. A broken pull cable was lying in a parking spot in front of the door. I began photographing the scene. I took photographs of the door and ATM and foyer and outside photos of the bank.

The summer heat pushed me with great force, and blasts of hot air burned my face. A single drop of sweat trickled down my back, leaving a cooling feeling as it made its way down. I tried fanning myself to cool off, but I continued to swelter from the humidity.

That's when summer really flexes its muscles: It brings back string bikinis, or makes the air conditioning in your office way too cold, or hikes the price of an iced latte to four bucks.

In the start of the scene the we see an unidentified male suspiciously hiding who is setting a timer for a bomb, the camera the pans on to the left were a couple is walking by and turns to an alley away from the frame. Then swiftly the unknown man runs the bomb in trunk the camera follows and we can see the shaking of the camera suggesting the pov shot you get from hand held cameras Just as the man is setting the bomb there is a non-diegetic mixed with a Latin sensation. At this point I was quite impressed because the scene camera kept on rolling realizing the camera is on a crane, because the tilt, pan, and tracking shot are standard movements, those movements are not something a crane is usually capable of doing. As camera then bounds into the sky and begins to glide slowly and serenely above the kane and lonely streets the car disappears behind the store alley. The camera is blocked, but moves at the same speed the car is behind the building. We hear the radio turn on the car the sounds it expels giving an American twang. Another reason to adore the scene is the world it inhabits. As the camera goes back to ground level it stays at a steady pace following the car, which is anticipating the action. We can see the architecture as the car the couple are in moves by the street, making the viewers see the old lifestyle and how people went on about their day. What we can see is the

I button up my new coat and head downstairs. As fate would have it, a taxi is awaiting me in the alleyway. "Where to", he asks in broken english. I realize that I had not acquired any address. "Do you know of a place called Art Bar", I ask, and he gives me a rather coy smile and begins to drive, as though he had ventured there a thousand times before. We drive some distance. The phosphorus glow of the city becomes smaller and smaller until we drive in darkness. With some hesitation I ask if we are still in the city, and he mutters something unintelligible, which does little to placate my growing concerns.

“Impossible. Is this really the gallery that I was in a few moments ago?” Ali gasps, turning her head side-to-side, dangling her ponytail. There are shelves filled with stuffed animals along each side of the walls, a coffee table settles in the middle of the room, behind the table is a nicely furnished L-shaped reclining couch, and on top are pillows that every little girl dreams about: pink and fluffy. She takes a big step in, but takes a few steps backward instead. There is another girl sitting on the couch, wiping her tears from her face.

“Thanks! Michael and I like antiques as you have probably guessed.” Lena replied in reference to the few pieces that she had bought to augment the furniture Lena had kept from her family’s three-room apartment, combined with Michael’s pieces from his soon to be former apartment. Jo-Ann nodded. Clearly, she had not come over to discuss furnishings. She walked over to a small kitchen table and sat down, drumming her fingers on the Formica top.