Finally Catching Up December 20, 2037 AD: A wave of exasperation washed over the room as Malum reconjured the idea of leaving yet again. Shrouded by darkness, in the main building overlooking the small domed town, he thought of how a few hundred people had just managed to maintain self-sufficiency for a little over a year. They had been rushed out of their old habitat, flown here and dropped off by emergency pilots that would fly off afterwards and never return. But as quickly as they had settled in, something had caught up to them. In the old days, with the colossal company that he had created, he could buy his own way out of this situation. Something seemed to be out to get him, as if trying to avenge something that had happened. Perhaps …show more content…
Ancora smiled warmly and crouched to receive his question. “Mrs. Ancora, in the story you just told us, what’s a tree?” Memories threatened to flash before Mrs. Ancora. She gently set them aside to satisfy the curious boy’s question. “It’s a beautiful, green and brown pillar that used to appear from the ground, used to cover the earth.” “Well, after you fix the town, please get one for me!” She smiled and watched the little boy dash off to his friends, probably to play in the creek or climb the rocks by the bank. “It’s wonderful how you do it all, Alma,” Malum called from the door. “Teacher by day and a scientist by night.” Alma turned around, startled by a familiar voice. A personal visit from Malum during the day was usually very uncalled for. She always disliked his manner, his importance. Malum proceeded, “Alma, it has been a year since we have thrived under this little dome, but things are changing again. The levels are starting to creep upwards, and the hospitals are filling.” Mr. Malum straightened. “But I’m sure you understand this more than I do. When can your team finish the solutions? Time is not on our side.” “Mr. Malum, many things are not on our side. History itself is not on our side or there wouldn’t be this mess,” Alma busily shot back at her supervisor, then a sigh. “We are testing the solutions yet again, tomorrow.” “That’s ideal. Where can I meet you?” “The creek at 7:00 early in the morning.” Malum nodded curtly and departed. Alma
On 08/04/16 at 8:42pm, I was dispatched to 2087 S. Hamilton Rd, on a injury dangerous or vicious dog/injured dog, serious injury, involving a Columbus Police Officer (CPD) being bit by a dog and shooting dog. I arrived at the location. I was advised my CPD personnel that the CPD Officer that was bite was transported to the hospital and that the dog was still breathing. I was escorted to the area where the dog was. The dog was on the ground, next to the dog was dog owner Jackie Fate. I was unable to see any visible injuries to the dog, the dog had shallow breathing. I asked Ms. Fate to wrap the leash around the dog’s mouth to prevent the dog from biting her or me while I placed the dog on the stretcher. Ms. Fate complied, I slowly guided the dog on the
It was a fine Sunday Morning. I was about to experience a fun day of baseball. It was a beautiful afternoon for a trip to the ballpark. I could hardly wait to get there to experience all of the fun things. I was with my brother and his girlfriend and my two nephews and me.I got there by car with my brother's girlfriend and me and my nephew. When we got there we went to the park there and played on the playground. Then we headed up to our seats which were all the way at the top ,one of the best seats in the house. I went down to the concession stand and my brother gave me $20 to buy three pops and a small pop for my nephews and me. The guys who comes to you and give you the ice cream and stuff. we got slushies
Last year, in October during the cheerleader’s concert, that my mom and dad were singing at, I asked, “Do you want to dance?” My mom said, “yes”. Walking out to dance, she fell and accidently tripped me and landed on my ankle. It felt as if someone was breaking my leg in half. It got really numb where I couldn’t feel it, but I still knew I was in some pain. Picking me up off the ground, my mom sat me on the bleachers. Everyone came over there and it was really embarrassing. My dad carried me to the car and we drove to the dollar store to buy me an icepack to put on it.
The year is 2325 and this researcher has come upon a time capsule entombed beneath a long forgotten memorial in Washington D.C. When this researcher opened the time capsule there was a note dated December 31, 1969 that read “Within this time capsule is evidence of a time gone by but within it is our hope for the future and we are hoping that whomever reads this in the future sees that our ideas about a peaceful, accepting and proud America have held true in the time that you open this humble box”.
They circled the recent events in plain daylight, but all that was reflected was their dull edges. ‘How,’ they wondered, ‘did this come to be? This couldn’t have happened, because of me!’ With the sun, realization dawned. This was their destiny to conquer the sky. Remorse would make them weak and the children don’t look up to the weak.
I did not meet with Pt. , I was paged by Lisa Micciulla, front desk in the emergency room to please come to the ED concerning an "urgent" situation regarding this Pt. When I arrived in the ED registration area an MGH Security personnel stopped me to talk with Pt's daughter, Charlene McDonald. Pt's daughter explained she was not being allowed to see her father, who she understands was brought to MGH for surgery after a fall. Explained to Ms. McDonald, I was aware of Pt having a gaurdian, and that there was a court ordered visitation schedule between Ms. McDonald and Pt. She reported this was an extreme situation and she showed me text messages she had sent to Pt's guardian, Attorney Tine Hajjar. I advised I could not allow Ms. McDonald access to Pt. Based on the order from probate court. Ms. McDonald has visits with Pt on Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday 11:00 a.m. -4:00 p.m.
"It's a party for the kids. I was supposed to bring food, but came home late last night."
Chenelie got up, smiled, and went to jump on trees. The guards led her to the big forest, and there was a big throne made from snowy trees. The palace was made from
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“It is something I do best,” Ignacia replied as she ran off to find someone or something else to fool around with. As she ran, she toyed with nature, uprooting plants and squishing
I however, do not have experience with teaching a specific course in an accredited medical technology program, but I do have on the job experience with instructing medical laboratory technician student, second year medical students, and new employees in the field of medical technology.
Kayla informed the QP if her brother was bothering her she would get in his face and scream leave me alone then push him as she was backing up.
The cool breeze blew across Henry’s face as he thought about the future. He lay down and stared at the billowing clouds, for what seemed like forever. He wondered if his army would ever move. So far, all the army had done was rest and drill for a battle that may never come. He and the army had to drill constantly, and for what cause? These questions fluttered through his mind as he gazed at the morning sky, not knowing that soon he would learn the very important part he would play in the future.
"Hey McKenna, could you come here for a second?" Tuesday, the demo team leader, asked. "Yeah, sure. What is it?" I replied. I could tell something was wrong by the worried look on her face that replaced her usually bright smile. "Steven rolled his ankle, so he won't be able to do the demonstration, which means that you will have to do a break." Oh no, I thought. It's the day of the Mother's Day show, which the demo team has been practicing for for weeks. I didn't have a break ready, let alone one showy enough for an actual demonstration. "So I was thinking you could do a blindfolded spinning wheel kick, does that sound good?" Tuesday questioned. I just stared blankly at her at first. The few times I have done a blindfolded kick, I have missed