My Favorite Experience In My Life

At age six, the sun would begin to rise first, then my mother would wake me from my slumber and prod me to prepare for school. While I was doing so, she returned to the kitchen to mix up something for breakfast. Once I was dressed, full, and ready to go, I would load up into the relaxing atmosphere of familiar, alluring music that filled our little white two-door car. Once I was off to school, I would earnestly await the

When I was five years old, the one item at the top of my Christmas list was a blue book. The only problem? No one in my family knew what I was talking about. I recall my mother asking me numerous questions about what this particular book was. Was it a story book? Was it a coloring book? Was it a chapter book? The only information I would give her was, “My teacher uses it at school.” As puzzling as my request was, my mother did not abandon the search. Instead, at the next parent-teacher conference, she inquired about the book. My teacher was slightly confused, but then she picked up a blue spiral-bound book with a teddy bear on the front cover. As it turns out, the book I so highly coveted was a teacher’s manual and contained all of the lesson plans for the entire school year. I never did end up obtaining that book because it

One of the most exhilarating moments of my entire life was my very first time at a roller coaster theme park. Growing up I would always see commercials on television of children and adults alike having a sparkling Colgate smile on their faces and enjoying themselves, so when my family decided we were going to Islands of Adventure for vacation. I was like a child who just received a cookie out of the cookie jar. Even though I was 21 years old at the time, I was extremely trilled. I packed my luggage like a stuff turkey on Thanksgiving Day and I was ready to take on this adventure.

As a foodie, eating foods is my favorite thing and I also find my speciality in eating, that is tasting food and know the condiment in every dishes. When I was a child, I usually go to kitchen to see adults cooking. My intention is not to learn how to cook, but to know where the dishes that I felt very delicious from out of curiosity. As time passed, I knew the recipe of every dishes that I like gradually and learned how to improve it taste. I born at a country that have many delicious foods and the cuisine like to use many kinds of condiments. Through the process of knowing the recipe of cuisine, I also learned many condiments and their use.

One of the real pleasures in being a member of Mario’s Band of Backpackers, was our weekend a month being in the wilderness. Even if it was only in the mountains surrounding Los Angeles.  Wild Horse Creek is actually further east in the San Bernardino Mountains.  Usually, the weekend. would be, some five or six miles, in this situation it was only four miles, to Wild Horse Creek.  There we would all tell our stories, relax around a campfire, have lunch, and later in the afternoon we would have dinner.  After breakfast, we hiked back over the same route as the previous day. Great Fun!

During the summer Nicole often went to the pool, but I honestly did not see the need to go to a place in which I had to see everyone from school. Although I disliked the idea of going to the pool during the summer, Nicole has been asking since the first day of summer and have denied her ever since.

Over the weekend my family and I and Maddie went to the AT&T Park. I enjoyed this experience a lot and would definitely go again. At first we walked around the first level to see what this was all about, but we got there right at 10 (when it started) because we had to get to a soccer game, but all the booths were still setting up so we couldn’t really do that much so we decided to go down to the field where big booths were set up. The first booth we went to was where a man was setting up a long tube and he said that it was like a huge vacuum and that he is going to shoot a ping pong ball against the wall. This was a lot louder than I had expected it at first, but it was really cool to see that something I would think sucks things in (a vacuum) could shoot things out. Then we moved on to a booth where a man had laid out metal items(a spatula, a spoon, and a slinky) with two strings ties to them. The man there told us to take the string and wrap it around your fingers and put your fingers in your ear and then bang the metal against something hard, a table or the round. At first I tried this with a spoon and I heard a cool sound and he explained to us that the vibration from the spoon hitting the table went up the string and directly into my ear. Then he told me to try this with the slinky, by brother tried it before and told me that was the coolest thing he had ever heard and that I should definitely try it. And it was the coolest thing I have ever heard. It is really hard to

My time spent at Yew Chung International School (YCIS), the school I attended in Shanghai, influenced and shaped me to recognize my key factors in deciding what high school I wanted to go to which included, the type of music programs, along with the sport teams I would like to take and participate in; thus resulting in my choice to come to Beacon. In 2013, my mother had to move to Shanghai due to job requirements. I decided to go with my mother and spend the next 18 months in another country.

When I was younger I always loved action movies. I always loved to watch hand to hand combat. It just seemed so fun to watch. I always only watched the fighting parts and skipped everything else. Watching people fight made me so happy and pumped up. I would feel so confident and motivated. So, one day I was thinking of the most imaginable thoughts. I started playing movies in my head of me fighting bad guys. Saving the princess from the evil ninjas. Saving the damsel in distress from the half human, half dragon, man. Undercover cop fighting Backstreet thugs to save a woman’s purse. Being the hero and saving the day. All the things you could day-dream about when you’re a kid. I always played games with some sort of fighting tactic too. Mostly a game called Assassin’s Creed or Prince Of Persia. It just was so fun to me. I felt like I had a connection to hand to hand combat. But, I knew that a lot of discipline and hardwork will follow. If one day I was a real fighter.

It was a dark and stormy night, and my family and I had dinner reservations at one of the top restaurants in Toronto. On this day, I woke up feeling a bit tingly and excited, and it wasn’t because I had taken viagra the night before. No, I could tell that something interesting was going to happen that day — I could just feel it. On a side note, it was father’s day that day, and to celebrate this yearly tradition, we had rented out a VIP-style room at STK, my favourite steak restaurant. The day went by as any other day, and the moment 6 o’ clock hit, my family and I put on our best snobbish attire and hit the scene. We arrived at STK at 6:35, just on time for our 6:45 reservation and were escorted to our seating area.

People always make mistakes that can give them valuable lessons. More lessons come from their childhood because people are not old enough to think carefully. One of the most unforgettable experience happened to me when I was 10 years old. It gave me a lesson that would go with me forever. This moment involves three parts: “rescuing” my best friend from his locked house, exchanging a new pair of shoes for ice creams, and listening to my mom’s lecture.

Kaylee was the most important person in my life from ages six to twelve. Every day during indoor recess we would play house together, outdoor recess would consist of tag and kickball. This went on for years, until recess disappeared from our daily routines. Nonetheless, we didn’t let that stop us from having fun together, we found other ways. We would make the most uninteresting activities in school, like reading time, into a world of imaginative wonders. We drew pictures for books that had none and read aloud with funny voices; it made time go by so quickly. She made school enjoyable for me, going to bed was exciting for me because I would see Kaylee an hour after my waking.

When I was accepted into New York University it was one of the greatest moments of my life. However, growing up, I had been told by my grade school teachers that I wasn’t sufficiently brilliant and wouldn’t amount to much. I believe that’s part of the reason why I endured what I did during my attendance at New York University because I felt as if I had a point to prove. The point was that nothing would prevent me from earning my degree and that I’d be somebody one day. Amid late spring, I worked at ROSS Stores and set aside $800 to bear the cost of a flat in New York City for the fall of 2015. Hoping to move into my dream apartment that I discovered by the means of Craigslist I wound up being defrauded out of my funds. I instantly started searching for other housing alternatives and I just happened to come across an article about a former student scandalously known as the “Bobst Boy”. He earned the nickname after becoming homeless and sleeping in Elmer Holmes Bobst Library for a semester during his senior year. Our library’s basement had two lower levels that stayed open 24/7 for studying and overnight projects. Now out of both money and hope I took a page from his book, refusing to check into a city shelter I figured this was the most convenient, temporary, and safe option for me. I walked through Washington Square Park with my luggage and began to hand out clothes to the homeless women in the park and dumped anything else I felt I didn’t need. At that point, I crossed the

As a child, I would often visit my grandmother in Vietnam. My grandmother lived in a poor southern Vietnamese community centralized around the Mekong River Delta. Every day I would walk up the river delta and go to the local fish market. It was here that I met Quang, one of my first friends in Vietnam. Quang was a son of a fisherman who lived in a small shack next to the fish market. We quickly became friends, and I would help him with his daily work that consisted of organizing fish on racks and dealing with customers. I didn't know it at the time, but I was envious of the responsibility that he had. It quickly became my favorite thing to do until one day he stopped showing up. When I would ask his father, he would often tell me that Quang has a minor cold, or was studying for the upcoming school year. It wasn't until the end of the trip, nearly eight weeks later where my grandmother explained to me that Quang fell ill and passed away. His illness started with a basic cold and led to a horrible case of pneumonia. His family was impoverished, and couldn't afford basic medical or hospital care. It was at that moment

“Having two beautiful children is the most wonderful part of my life.” Bruce David Morrow, my father is so proud of my brother and I. The way to describe him is kindhearted, caring, loving, and patient, all great qualities of a father.