My preschool years I started off at a school called Lake Rim in Hope Mills, North Carolina. My teacher's name was Mrs.Keller and we were all little kids so we thought she was scary because her name was so close to killer. By the second day we realized that she was a very compassionate and nice teacher after giving us candy for every math problem we got right. I didn't go to Lake Rim for long because I think we were two months into the school year and as I was getting out of the reading tub one day a kid named Jermaine. He had just got done at the math section before running across the classroom screaming and as I turned around to get out of the tub he superman kicked me in the face and I flew back into the tub. Mrs.Keller quickly came over to see if I was alright and took me to the guidance office because I had a bloody nose and a boot mark on my face.
The principal then called my dad and told him all of what happened and I could have swore they were only on the phone for five minutes and my dad got there as soon as they hung up. My dad talked with the principal and the teacher for about ten minutes then we went home. I didn't go to school for the rest of the week and that saturday he went and bought a house here in Eastover and I
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I can remember walking in the door to Mac Williams for the first time and thinking that I was actually grown up but not knowing that I still had a abundant amount of growing up to do. In middle school sixth grade is probably the worst grade to be in from my perspective because you can't play sports until seventh grade. So when seventh grade came around I couldn't have been anymore happy to for the first time try out of an actual sports team. I played football for both my seventh and eighth grade years along with wrestling. I also tried out for the baseball team me eighth grade year because I wanted to get most athletic but was beaten by one vote to Andrew
8th grade. The last year at Ross Middle School. Being retrospective on past years has me thinking of my many accomplishments, and many fails I’ve had. From getting very good grades to the embarrassing moments. All the time I wish I was still in elementary school.
When I was little, my grandfather taught me how to swim. I remember the time we were
this, this was just the means to an end, nothing more. The dark grey clouds hung
My nickname at Camp Green Lake is sleeper because after I'm finished digging my hole. I will sleep in my bed probably will not be seen until lunch time. It will be like someone has slip me some sleeping pill I will be out. Probably even take a nap in my hole after I finishes digging for the day. Because even now I love sleep it does not matter where at I will be in a curve sleep. For example, I once feel asleep at church while the preacher was tell us the word.Another way this nickname express me is that I am very easy to tired out when doing something so small. For example, when I use to work at the Sonic in Raymond I would go to the back where the straws boxes where to go to get a 5 minutes sleep. If I feel tired somewhere I will find a
Time went by so fast through all the league ball games and tournaments I finally made it to middle school. Going into my first year on middle school all I could think
Sitting in a car driving for hours leaves one with a rather limited source of entertainment. Books can be finished, batteries lose power, sleep varies in difficulty. Luckily, with some imagination and a glance out the window, a new world of one’s own design can form and melt away irritating boredom. The shores of Lake Superior in Marquette is one such place, a vivid landscape of sensory overload that soothes rather than agitates. It is easy to envision every sensation of standing on the beach, even from the cramped seat of a sedan.
Last year I was impressed with all the interesting plants blooming in the alkali meadows next to Klondike Lake. Plants like Rabbit brush and shrubs are found in abundance here but not too many other places in the state or even the Owens Valley.
At one point in anybody’s life, they realize that it is better to buy for you friends and family, not yourself. As a matter of fact, you might find that buying for your family and friends has a better result than buying for yourself. Even though I had my own money, I decided that I should get something for my whole family, not myself.
Halfway to the water I started screaming. Why was I jumping off the high dive when I could not swim. When I hit the water I realized that my uncle Bobby was going to grab me when i hit the water.
I believe what sets me aside from others is my background and my open-mindedness accompanied with my positive attitude.
I have to walk out of my dorm and down two flights of stairs just to get outside. Then, I make a right towards the arch in Friley to walk down another flight of stairs, and lastly I’ll head towards Welch Ave. to arrive at Lake Laverne.
I grew up in a small city in Connecticut named Waterbury, or commonly known as the “Dirty Waters”. I’m not entirely sure why people call it that but I do know of the local myth that if you drink from the fountain downtown, you will never live in another city. So naturally, I avoided it like the plague. And I it worked. Although I can’t say the same for my family as they are on the 3rd generation born there.
I met my first best friend, who's name is Laura Hopperstad, at that daycare. It was always hard to say goodbye to each other at the end of the day, even though we knew we would see each other the next day. One day, Laura and I were running around playing tag at daycare while the others were building a tent. A kid name Danton, who is two years older than me, tripped me, and I smacked my eye on the corner of the coffee table. I ended up having to get four stitches.
Up next……Glaciers and lakes! I’ll rent a car for the four-day trip in the Rocky Mountains. For traveling the Rockies, driving by ourselves would be the best because we can frequently make short stops anywhere we like for a drink, or to see the views along the road, explore deeply into the trails. Or just simply hanging out will already be nice enough. Mother Nature’s masterpiece will take our breath away. The lakes are so pure just like priceless jewels that drive away all my headaches and bring back the piece of quietness to my mindLike glaciers taking millions of years to fill a lake, my parents have taken all of their efforts to bring me up from an innocent child to a man. I love the names Victoria Glacier and Lake Louise. Victoria Glacier
Thinking back to the day my relationship ended, I recalled a weighted feeling of fear that swept over me, and I was drowning. The only way to get through this train wreck of a situation was think of somewhere peaceful, although closing my eyes only brought me to the day on the small fishing boat, and catching that monster of a fish. As a rush of calmness raced through my veins I suddenly felt set free. Washed of the boy who felt like he released me, just to throw me back in the lake of life. How you view a situation changes you, not the situation