My Experience Of Spring Break

It was a hot, searing day as the sun beat down on my skin. The lush green palm trees provided me shade as I sat and observed my surroundings. Children, barefoot and dirty, wearing tattered and stained clothes were running around laughing and playing. Their joyous giggles put a smile on my face and warmed my heart as I watched them.

In March of 2014, my family and I went on a vacation to Naples, Florida. One year before this, a part of my extended family moved to Naples. They moved there because of my uncle, Cory Briscoe. Cory needed 2 to 3 years of additional schooling to get a degree in Nurse Anesthesia. Thinking of going to Florida had been fantastic thus for unbelievable. Our plan was to go the week of spring break to get away from the cold weather in Idaho. Quickly the first day of spring break came, and we were off to the airport.

Spring break is supposed to be one of the happiest times of the year: families go on vacation, students and employees can finally relax after months of hard work, and the horrible cold months are finally turning into beautiful, lively new ones. This is how most people would describe spring break, but for me and my family in April of 2010, this was not the case.

The air had a crisp feeling to it, the kind that just let’s you know that fall is right around the corner. Little kids were playing in the grass to one side and on the other people were beginning to lean on buildings, as all the seats under the tent were taken. The smell of food permeated the air as the food trucks began to get started, and people were waiting in line to get their first hotdog of the day. The stage was empty but you could feel the anticipation of the people as they knew that soon the performers would take the stage and they would be on their way on a journey through different cultures and traditions. It was the morning of the last day of the National Folk Festival and the North Carolina Traditions Stage was opening with

During the spring break of 2015, my brother who was 10 at the time of the traumatic event, had a grand mal seizure at 8:21 in the morning. When I saw him having the seizure I sat in the recliner and felt completely and utterly useless. As his older brother it was extremely traumatic for me because I couldn’t help him and I just sat there feeling as if it was my fault that this happened. All I could do was just watch him shake and writhe on the couch. We were staying at my grandparents’ house and my grandma had dealt with a child that had seizures. So my grandma told us we would wait fifteen minutes and if he didn’t come to his senses we would call the paramedics. Well low and behold he didn’t come out of it so we called 911 and we waited for

Well first off let me explain why I chose this title it all started a few years ago it was time for our annual Fourth of July family getaway expedition. Mexico beach Florida was our desired destination just outside the city limits of Panama City beach our journey began like all adventures do, at home.

When we came back from spring break i was on the baseball team this is a big surprise because surprise because i am bad at the game. When our first practice came around we were talking about fundamentals of the game. When i was listening i was confused because he wasn't making sense nor was he giving us the right information. One example is when you dip you shoulder and hit a pop up you dip your back shoulder and he said you dip your front shoulder.

That morning I assumed Nylah felt troublesome and Navaeha felt bored as well. They plotted a wicked scheme to have fun. They decided to take turns popping in and out of my room and robbed me of a half an hour of sweet sweet sleep. I, of course stayed up later than I should have, so they weren 't fully to blame. I groggily got ready and lumbered with my suitcase down the steps. The little ones finished getting ready and Feben and I managed to find the missing items. I knew that this trip to Niagara would differ from my other two trips because it had a spontaneous aspect. The sun shined timidly through the windows as my little cousins finished up getting ready. We finally got loaded in the car by mid-morning on a early August Saturday.

During Spring Break, I was able to make changes to my paper. I was able to finish my methodology, make edits by contacting my mentors and editors, and I am currently concluding my findings and research analysis. I also able to study and develop a better knowledge regarding qualified immunity (in regards to the Fourth Amendment and protection for police officers), police training (in regards to reasonable/excessive force), the rating at which African Americans are being killed by police, and last but not least, the corruption and power that lies beneath the criminal justice system. In terms of force, the issue is that the amount of force used to subdue an unwilling criminal is a judgment call by a police officer. There is no universally accepted

The day started off slow. Me and my homies Spooky and Aloud was chilling in class when my boy Zay called and said he was about to rumble a hood called Pack. Off the rip I could see how our Spring Break was going to start off. We were in an alternative school though, while Zay went to the high school. Me and my homies left early and got picked up by Zay`s older brother Splizz. From there we went to Splizz`s crib to get the bat. Then off to the high school we went. When u get kicked out of the high school, you’re no longer allowed back on school property. This didn’t stop us from pulling up in

It all started on a warm spring day during the last quarter of my junior year. My brother, Travis, had been dating a girl, Graye, for about two years, and he wanted to ask her to marry him. They were quite serious, and Graye had been passive aggressively hinting to Travis that all of her friends were getting married. The problem was that she was older than all of them, yet there she was still dating the same guy for almost two years, and she wasn’t engaged.

Calaveras Enterprise sports reporter Guy Dossi met up with Calaveras High School head track and field coach Doug Avrit Monday afternoon before practice. Dossi spoke with Avrit about the recent spring break, the Stanford Invitational and about two basketball players who are new to the team.

For Spring Break 2018, I went with my boyfriend’s family to Grand Rapids, Michigan. My boyfriend’s name is Dalton and he is tall with dark hair. In his family, he has a little brother that is 10 years old (Kody), and his mom (Kelli) and dad (Bill). We went to Michigan, because Dalton’s dad had to go for work. Dalton’s dad’s name is Bill, and he works on huge machinery, like what they use at SDI.

Over spring break I went over to my cousins house to stay the night. I haven’t seen them in a while and i really missed them. Courtney and my cousin Angel picked me up from my house in Tri Lakes. They live in Pierceton so we had some time to catch up with one another, and talk about how we were doing. We laughed and had a good time in the car. At 6 we had to leave to go to the skating rink in Warsaw. It was Faith and Brennan’s first time ever going skating. My cousin Courtney’s sister brought her niece Liberty and nephew Jess it was there first time as well. So us older kids Angel and I had to help them and teach them how to skate. It was a fun experience for me. I didn’t know what to expect at first or how I would help them. They were scared at first I had to gain their trust and let them know that I wasn’t going anywhere. We had a little mess ups. I fell down really hard on my

"Uh, grilled cheese with no ham, Looking at my life like goddamn, I came from nothing no lie." Kelly's voice flowed through my room and I rose out of bed. I let out a high pitched scream of excitement. I turn 18 today! I picked up my phone and texted my best friend, 'Clay! It's the day, I'm finally an adult and my mom can't boss me around anymore!' I threw my phone on my bed and walked to my closet. I pulled a royal blue halter dress off a hanger and slipped it over my short slim figure, and it reached to my mid thigh. I smoothed out my dress and pushed my feet into some black zip up boots. While pulling my long wavy hair down from my messy bun, I slipped some black circle sunglasses onto my head.