The Havana Banana

I grabbed the broom lying against the wall. I started to sweep under the table and into the dustpan. “ Ok I think we’re done.”, “Ok”. I saw that there wasn’t much left to do, so I just started grabbing the plates and cups that were clean. “You’re my bubby” I said grabbing Evelyn by the arm so she would follow me. “I can’t wait until we get to go tubing!”, “Me too”. We took the clean dishes to the ledge and walked back to our table. “Who is tubing?” Cecilia one of our camp counselors asked “ We are” I said speaking for evelyn. “So am I” Georgia and Pier added. “Okay, let’s get you girls changed” We walked out of the dining hall and went back to our cabin. We were out in just a couple minutes, and ready to go tubing. As we walked to the waterfront stairs, we passed the red chairs and hammocks. Our excitement grew. We walked down all 70 steps to get down to the waterfront. As we reached the sand I took off my water shoes and felt the soft sand touch my feet. “Ok Emma is going to wait here with you while I check how long you have to wait until it’s your turn to tube. Emma is the cabin 9

The music from the amusement arcade stops abruptly, and the lights go out. Minutes later, a man comes out, rolls down the shutters, and locks up. By the time I finish the first bottle of wine, all the bars and restaurants are closed and dark, and the streets are almost deserted. I drop the empty bottle into the nearest bin and go back to my bench. I’m on the cusp of a serious drunk, dissolving

'Hey...hey..." the owner protested before Namid dropped a few rusted out gaskets on the table, "See...junk." she shook her head and put the rest of the pieces down before turning and stealing another bun from her sister. "You were trying to cheat me!" the other man suddenly yelled, "And it's time to go." Inara spoke under her breath quickly ushering her sister forward into the crowd. 'I was not...hey..hey wait where are...what the!" was all they heard as they made their way away from the escalading argument and further towards the space

Stepping out of the car was like stepping into a sauna, even though it wasn’t even 8:30 yet. We joined the crowd that was waiting for a bus to transport us to the river. Everyone was standing in huddles of ten or fifteen people, clustered around coolers of beer that they had already gotten into. I couldn’t believe how much people were drinking so early in the morning. Music blared from several different radios, creating a strange mix of country songs, most of which I don’t usually listen to. There was a crazy

After that night I realized in this world of musicians and parties this was just how you met people, randomly, through friends, on the street, or sometimes they just showed up at your door. I started hanging out with a very diverse crowd after that, no longer the wallflower I once was and with no worries about what the next morning would

As I’m nervously pacing back and forth, listening to the clattering and banging of the air conditioning system, I continuously think of how the events of tonight could go. Thoughts of unforetold incidents and malfunctions are racing through my mind. What if the she doesn’t show? What if there’s not enough food or I mess this up in some grand way? I decided to stop thinking about it and be productive. I accompany Freddie, the mechanic who is fixing the air conditioning for tonight. “Hello, Freddie. How are things coming along? Would you like any refreshments?” I force through anxiety filled thoughts of the night, socializing has never been a strong point of mine. “That would be great, thanks Mister.” Freddie is a smart man, but not much for

It takes about 1,886 miles for Mexico to US to deliver fresh bananas that grows in Mexico plantation. It would have to travel through capital city of Washington DC to get to our town. Many of the farmers makes their plantation for different kinds of fruits and vegetable as part of their agriculture living. Their everyday life of delivering goods helps them survive by earning a percentage to take care of their families. So they brings their goods to distribution companies who are willing to sell their vegetables and fruits to different trading companies. Statistic shows that number of hungry peoples soared 1 billion regardless of strong fruitages. Power over soil, seeds and food sales is ever more firmly held and farmland

Occasionally, my boyfriend, six close friends (including, one designated sober driver) and I go downtown to go to bars, and clubs to drink, party, and dance to badly mixed music. We went downtown for my boyfriend’s birthday on November 24th, all set to drink, to have fun, tell stories, and to party the night away. It had been some time, since our last get together and wanted to make memories and drink the night away. We arrived

“You’ll pick the baby costumes,” Amy had replied when Darcie asked to come. “We can pick out the costumes that actually match our age.”

Sitting back on his heels, the stranger thought for a moment. “Well, here. How ‘bout this,” he finally announced. “I’ll take you home with me, but just for tonight. My parents should be okay with it, I think. It won’t be much, but it’s better than spending the night behind this smelly ol’ dumpster, right?”

“Hey guys why aren’t you jumping on the trampolines yet? You guys are just talking while everyone else is jumping?” Ryan exclaimed with one eyebrow up.

“Myesia, welcome to the Vanity Fair orientation. I’ll be informing you today. Oh, and here we have Luka, Brenda, and Laila! These three are your fellow interns, you should get to know as you three will be working side by side for the next two months.” Ava exclaims cheerfully.

“Jumin, do you need help with anything? It seems pretty busy today,” Mrs. Johnson offered as she walked towards the counter. Jumin finally took a step back to try and relax and replied, “You don’t need to do that Mrs. Johnson, I can handle this.” Jumin smiled weakly and wiped the sweat off his forehead with an apron as he walked over to Mrs. Johnson. “It’s fine really, I don’t need any payment or anything, I just want to help out,” Mrs. Johnson shrugged, managing to convince Jumin with her award winning smile. “Okay, I’ll let you help me for a couple hours,” Jumin smiled, allowing Mrs. Johnson on the other side of the bar and quickly telling her the different orders and what she needed to do.

“She already had,” Mary laughed. “She called the one girl who disrespected you and Anna. I believe that one girl had only called those who follow her. The ones, who had agreed to attend, although they knew it was going to be a Snooze Fest, were good girls and should be placed on your short list from now on.”

“This hotel is amazing!” Sam squeals with excitement as she opens the door to our room. “Okay, you have to agree with me that I made a pretty good judgment on going with this hotel.”