Informative Essay On North Dakota

As you walk down the streets of Arcadia, Nebraska, you look from side to side and see nothing more than a quiet little town. What you probably aren’t aware of is the history behind this “little town”. Arcadia is built off of determination, character, and distinctiveness. As you make your way down Main Street, you start to grasp a glimpse of the past. Arcadia, Nebraska is a village with quite a story to tell. Not many people know how Arcadia was founded or even how it came to be. Arcadia has dealt with struggles and overcome tragedies, whereas most towns simply would have died away. In addition to the charm of Arcadia’s perseverance, there are also many fun

North Dakota is far from the equator, creating long cold winters. Besides making people cold, the decreasing temperatures also have a significant effect on mental illness. Seasonal affective disorder, also known as (SAD) is a psychological condition identified in the 1980s. Seasonal affective disorder effects 4-6 percent of people in the united states. (SAD) affects women 4 times as much as men.

Let me tell you about a marvelous state called Nevada. Nevada is located in the southwestern side of the United States. Nevada is known as the “Silver State,” which is the official nickname, even though it says “Battleborn” on their flag. Since most of the U.S gold came from Nevada, you’d think that it would be called the Golden State, but nope, that title goes to California, for reasons I do not know. Furthermore, Nevada has a tremendous amount of history, fascinating geographical features, glorious climate, indispensable agriculture as well as industry, and captivating natural resources. All of these features are what makes Nevada, Nevada! You will see that Nevada is a phenomenal state to learn about.

Montana 1948 is about the loss of innocence and the painful gain of wisdom. Discuss.

In Dave Barry’s satirical essay titled “North Dakota wants its place in the sun”, he argues that name changing is a ridiculous concept. Dave Barry immediately claims that changing the name of an object, subject, or person doesn't change the identity of said object, subject, or person but rather temporarily deceives the individual. Throughout his essay, Barry utilizes the rhetorical strategies of anecdote, hyperbole, and sarcasm to strengthen and support his stance on name changing.

Throughout the year I participate in various hunting and fishing exercises. I have involved myself within diverse small and big game hunting practices. One memory I distinctly remember was during a deer hunting season a few years back with my dad while we spent time in our deer shack waiting for a nice, big buck to pass by. Fishing is also a way I contribute to this heritage. Throughout summers and winters alike, you can find me and my family venturing through the rivers and lakes of the states, in search of the best catch. Building and maintaining wood duck houses is another way I contribute to this loving-wildlife influenced heritage. Every year since I was younger our family has made our way to New Prague’s Park Ballroom to build the wood duck houses. That way, we can bring them home and station them amongst our property to influence more

In my world, there is a dichotomy between the comfort of my hometown and the excitement of the unknown. Flat and uninterrupted, the Nebraskan landscape is as uniform as the political and religious attitudes of those who occupy it. I know that when I step

Expert testimonials are used throughout this passage to inform the readers how people of knowledge see the states and to describe to them how boring and lifeless these states can be. In the passage The Horizontal World by Debra Marquart’s it states “In the 1820s, Edwin James, the official chronicler of Major Stephen Long’s survey, declared the region “a dreary plain, wholly unfit for cultivation,” and, of course, “uninhabitable by a people depending upon agriculture for subsistence” (Marquart 37). The author included this quote to support her reasoning on why states like north Dakota are viewed as plain. The quote tells how the land does not consist of importance and is nothing. This supports the authors points that growing up in the Square states can be very boring. Also in the passage The Horizontal World it states “What followed, Richard Manning observed in Grassland, was a war on roots: “The place was a mess, and it became young nation’s job to fix it with geometry, democracy, seeds, steam, steel, and water” (Marquart 57). The author used this quote to show the readers what people thought of the square states. They saw them as needing fixing and that there were a mess. This makes the readers think about how she grew up in this state and how it was viewed. The author uses these expert views to explain to the reader’s that growing up in North Dakota is a very plain place that

Throughout the streets of Portland stands the walls of a house that saw some of North Dakota’s most historical events. Built in 1880, John E. Fladeland was able to call this house his home. Fladeland was born in Winona, Minnesota in 1861 and moved to Portland, North Dakota as a young adult where he bought Forbes and Soldahl drug stores and managed the move theatre in town. After moving to North Dakota, the pharmacist ended up owning drug stores in Sutton, Luverne, and Bottineau.

In this personal narrative will be telling you all about the struggles of moving from Box Elder South Dakota to Dupree South Dakota.

In marquart’s memoir, she recounts north dakota with an honest, unglorified view of what it is and what it means to people. She uses contrasting diction and juxtaposition of subjects under a tone of honest admission.

I moved to Yankton, South Dakota when I was 6. I moved from Kearney, NE. I was really excited to move into a new house and a new town. Yankton is smaller than my old town it's also farther away from all of my family. For the most part I like yankton, most of the people are really nice. Since there is nothing to do in Yankton besides shopping around town in little stores, or going to a movie, or even going to dinner, or just driving around, my favorite thing is going to the lake and the bridge. There for my favorite part is definitely the lake. I love the trails and the beaches and everything down there. It's so peaceful and beautiful it's just a great place to get away. I like my school too, I mean sure it has its ups and downs but in reality

About half way between Negaunee and Marquette the motor-road gradually turns into potholes and eventually dirt. A dirt road branching off of it runs along lazily for three-quarters of a mile so as to shrink away from all of society. This is Negaunee Township--a fantastic place where trees grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens, where log cabins and beautiful houses rise out of the ground and from the chimneys, wood smoke drifts slowly into the air. With flawless ease, kids are seen running around, invigorated by the fresh air. Occasionally a line of dirt bikes, four wheelers, and side-by-sides race along the muddy dirt trails, giving out the smell of gasoline as they fly by, and immediately they disappear into the greenery and all that is left of them is the sound of their motors fading away in the distance.

“I can't believe that we are going to be swimming with dolphins today” says my cousin Tanner, “I can't either I have been waiting for this moment since I was 10” I reply then put my headphones back on. While listening to my favorite band twenty one pilots even though their lyrics are depressing and deep but they sound happy while they are singing them I gazed out of the car window and saw hot sand and huge walls of rock with a few green prickly cacti I saw that we were still in Arizona at 10am. The next thing I knew it was 11:30am and we just crossed the border of California at first you couldn't tell if it was Arizona or California because you could still see some desert, but then we went down this tall hill and all you saw was bright thick

I found myself five miles outside of Zion National Park in Utah early last summer. Pure energy coursed through my veins at 5:30am to hit the trail as I shook my dad awake. I fantasized of sitting on the top of the landing and looking down at the valley distant and peaceful below. The knife’s edge ridge stands nearly 1,500 feet above the valley, only accessible via miles of trail and dozens of switchbacks. Sandstone rock crawls up both sides and suddenly creates a narrow top, to which only the bravest travellers to this Mormon “place of peace” may tread.