Personal Narrative: The Dogwood Beach

The only major ‘roadblock’ was I had blanked on actually completing my part’s 1 and 2, so I had to finish those before the meeting, which I managed to do. But other than that, we were all pretty good. We were aware that Amy had gone home for the Easter Weekend, so we planned accordingly on her not being there, with her having her parts done prior and us being able to look at them.

“Salmon Creek beach, it was a sunny and lovely long weekend in this paradise located in California, Butch Connor parked his car, grabbed his board and came into the sand facing the sea and ready to challenge the waves, he is an expert surfer.

The soaring sandstone cliffs never cease to amaze me. They offer a freedom from everyday life. After being cooped up in a classroom all of January and February, I needed a break. Going to the slot canyons to the east of Zion was the perfect way to start that break. Spring break. Today my uncle Wade, older brother Tyler, and cousin Silver were going to climb cougars cliff, which is near Snow Canyon. This was the third time that I had ever gone rock climbing, so it seems reasonable to attempt the daunting 135 foot cliff. I climbed into a harness. Wade tied a double fisherman’s knot, and then the four of us approached the wall.

The sun was shining so warmly when my Mom, my Aunt Connie, her boyfriend Zach, and his daughter Willow arrived in Rodanthe, North Carolina. Rodanthe is a very small town located on the Outer Banks of North Carolina near Cape Hatteras. We love going there every summer because it is away from all of the tourist areas, it’s small, and we get to know all of our neighbors.

Made visual rounds and then began cleaning the exhibits.  Since it is the first of the month Philip has to get the weights of all of the animals on this string.  He wanted me to get Mandrills completed first, since Pearl is the hardest to get a weight on.

Even if all the pieces to the story of “The Starry Night” haven’t been put together yet, it

Diana and I met in June 2011, when we were both employed at Nathans Famous in Oceanside, NY. At the beginning, we were simple coworkers. After a while, we started taking long summer walks in Oceanside and Long Beach, usually after our evening shift was over. In August 2011, Diana and I had our first date, at a restaurant in Long Beach.

Over the summer, I went to Myrtle Beach with my family for a week and had lots of fun. There was at least 20 family members that went and out of a week expanse we were all together two days. We were fortunate to get a hotel that was a one minute walk to the beach. I did a variety of things including: jet skiing, parasailing, went to a haunted house, went to boardwalk, went zip linning, and many unusual things. Out of a week of fun, my fourth day was my favorite.

Then there was the tree, there it was, right there in the box. It sat there looking lonely like it wanted to be a big tree with lights and tiny hand-made decorations. Maybe an angel or a star on top and to complete the trimmings the tree’s skirt right at the bottom.

After opening the remaining boxes, we began putting Pig back together. With the springs already on, I reach for the shocks. Then we started on putting the tires on one by one. Now finally after three hours of struggling to put all the parts that we had back to their perspective places, we were done. Though not quite as fast as a Nascar team I thought we had done a relatively good job.

Standing unsteadily in front of the rusted stop sign, bent from the core, I placed my shaking hand on the razor like edges of the sign. Glazing beyond the lifeless trees, a tear shed down my face. I placed a flower respectfully on the uneven, gravelled road. To think today marked five painful years. I stumbled backwards as the dust from the gravel rustled up underneath my feet. The metal framed chair reflected into my eyes as Oscar began to move.

Walking on the hot sand and spending time by the water with family and friends. The first time i went to the beach was one to remember.I went with my mom, my dad,my brother Preston, and Kiki my cousin.

Waking up at the crack of dawn. I tossed one bag after another down the staircase feeling sluggish.

I used tape to bind together chopsticks that would form the support, along with some of the screws I had, to hold the board in its original position. Even though it was finished, it still looked as if IKEA decided to make its own Frankenstein closet. Thirty minutes later, as I finally fell asleep, I knew that I saved the

Me and my older cousins drag the box outside onto the front porch. As I begin to open the box my hands started trembling. I couldn’t tell if my hands were shaking from the excitement or because it was five degrees outside. It took us two hours to put the hoop together. Our lips felt like icicles we were numb from head to toe, but it was worth every moment. It was the most beautiful basketball hoop I ever seen. It was candy apple red and the backboard had lights on it just in case I wanted to play in the dark. I thought Santa Claus gave me the coolest gift in the world.