Beneath Clouds Essay

The weather of the months leading up to the South-East Queensland floods not only gives an indication of the weather patterns before the flood, but shows the continuity and change in the weather, which ended up causing this catastrophic natural disaster. The SE QLD floods was the result of a continuum of a build-up of conditions, which can be seen in the synoptic charts. As seen in the Mid September month, there were many high pressure systems of 1025+ hectopascals affecting australia, in particular

Waking up hurt everywhere, so I end up not moving from this crappy bed all day. Not that I want to. My limbs are either stones at my sides or useless noodles that have no control. Just sleep and let my body rest. That’s the dream for today. That dream is destroyed by Thorn. Her footsteps loud and the crashing of the door even louder as she bursts in. I sit up, my spine letting out a series of cracks. She just glares at me, arms crossed. “Are you going to just keep staring at me?” she demands. “You’re

Peggy gave a long sigh while sitting at her window in her spacious living room watching the raindrops travel down the panes of cold, foggy glass. She felt just as dark and gloomy inside as the rain made it look outside, because her little Logan was upstairs packing. Although he wasn't so little anymore since he was packing to go into the Air Force. She gave another sigh as she thought of how lonesome it would be in that large house all alone after he left. He had been her saving grace since his dad

Deep in the mountains in the southwest corner of North Carolina is a river unlike any other. Halfway through my perilous rafting journey, there was a moment when time stood still. I witnessed a natural phenomenon which displayed the beauty of nature at its finest. During that moment, I realized the insignificance of humanity, and why we should respect the overwhelming power of nature. The Nantahala is a whitewater river nestled in a valley with steep mountains flanking it on all sides. The forest

Mother Nature can be a wicked, wicked woman. Thanks the weather, farmers and ranchers are really getting hammered this year, and the hits just seem to keep coming. According to information from the National Centers For Environmental Information, there have been nearly a dozen weather and climate disaster events (not including Hurricanes Harvey and Irma, or wildfires) in 2017 where damages have totaled at least a billion dollars. Seeing what you have worked so hard for all your life under water

Edward Bloom was an extraordinary man. When he was young, he could outrun anyone. He saved lives and tamed giants. He knew more jokes than any man alive. Or at least this is how he seemed when he told the tall-tales of his life. Now, on his deathbed Edward’s son, William, desperately wants to know the truth about the father he barely knows. Big Fish, by Daniel Wallace, shows that all stories – even extreme exaggerations – have roots in reality. The true character of Edward Bloom is never revealed

Jessica and her friends went on their Pegasus to Cloud City. Cloud City was a flying magical city that was entirely made out of clouds and floated around the world without a fixed place. Jessica had never visited Cloud City, so she was very excited to go to it and see if the stories were as wonderful as she’d heard. She couldn’t wait to feel what it was like to walk on soft clouds, to see colorful buildings made out of ice crystals and fluffy clouds that changed colors with the sun’s rays, or to see

The eir-piercing sound of thunder echoed in the ghost-like city. The city is pitch-black until lightning strikes the buildings. For a second, he could see the collapsed buildings all around. The pungent and penetrating smell of the smoke choked him. The air was filled with a thick smoky texture. He saw a world of complete devastation. Suddenly, a boy appears, walks around, almost blind, and trips hitting a very sharp thing. Next thing blood is leaking from his head, glass pierced his forehead.

Part A I took over a maternity leave for a classroom teacher in a District 75 school. It was a self-contained classroom with a 6:1:2 ratio with three boys and three girls all diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder. The children’s nationalities range in two are Hispanic, two are East Asian, one is European and one is of African descent. The students’ primary language is English and their ages range from 6 ½-8 yrs. old. The students are all high functioning and they are all verbal. The classroom

The last morning of our honeymoon, I rolled over in our bed, my hand flopping into the warm shaft of light splayed across the sheets. I opened my eyes and looked at the ring that now adorned my hand and smiled. One more thing needed to be done before my happily ever after would be complete. “Of course it’s what I want,” Garrett answered, his steady and sure voice coming clear through the dark. “But you’re worried about it. I can feel it.” I chewed my lip, glad for the darkness that he couldn’t