I Know What You Did Last Summer

I was given the opportunity to attend the University of Florida summer institute. There were some questions we were asked to answer to show our ability in the Healthcare field and to prove ourselves on why we should be chosen to attend. The first question that was asked is… Why do you want to attend the Healthcare summer institute ? I thought over about this question contemplating back and forth on why I would like to attend. In the end I came up with; I feel like if attending would better my chance

Those hot summer days soon turned into fall and fall became winter only to give birth to spring. As the months passed, not a day went by that Willow did not think of Oak. Grass and wildflowers now grew in the gully. In the many years to come, Willow would never have to worry about her pond going dry again, no matter how hot and dry it became, thanks to Oak. Fox would often go and sit alone on top of the hill where Oak once stood proud. He would be eternally grateful for having the chance to

One spring, day, or summer day, or whatever season it was, I came home from Mrs. Murphy’s fourth grade class. I sat down at the cold, marble dining table in the kitchen, so I could do my homework. My dad was putting tequila flavored-wings into the microwave as a snack; his usual snack to eat when he comes home from work. We are an Indian family; a god by the door, cabinet full of them as a prayer space, and we have a few statuettes of elephants. Not a typical Indian family, we are just AN Indian

turmoil of life brought me down many hard paths from which I never fully recovered, until I met Jesus Christ. I could see that I was ending up in the wrong place, and I did not know how to get out of it. I had not been faithful to what was in my heart. I knew I was missing something. I knew I was missing Christ. The summer before I entered high school was filled with memories that I will never forget. I met a woman named Jennifer on the last day of my eighth-grade year. She was the Campus Life Minister

semester I have come to the realization the more time I have had teaching has made me as an educator, more prepared for each and everyday. When I think back to last year and compare how prepared and confident I felt, there is no comparison where I stand today. Within this semester, I have grown immensely as an educator from taking on new roles from having a K-state education student observe with me for 40 hours, to presenting at the state KSDE conference, and to many more adventures in which I have yet

“ Wow !” I yelled inside my head. I couldn't believe that I was doing summer camp for volleyball! My heart was beating so fast. I was nervous that our coach might not like us. As I'm entering the Gym I noticed that the gym was huge. I heard someone yell “ lady's on the bench come over here !” The lady sounded mad, but I'm guessing that's how all coaches are, but then she yelled even louder. “ hustle lady's it's for today not for tomorrow, and not for next year!” I saw how the other girls started

It was the summer of 2015, and this was an usual summer; hot and humid. Me being a college student at Emory University and working at Six Flags I was always busy. Today was one of those days. I have to clock in at Six Flags at 6:00 pm, and then be on time for finals at 8:00 pm. I’m leaving for work and trying to find co-workers who can take the rest of my shift, so I won’t be late for class. Everybody that I try to call won’t pick up their phone. Luckily, my best friend Brooklyn picked up her phone

I had always thought she was beautiful. Katelyn Baldwin was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She did everything so effortlessly. From the way her long blond hair fell to the way she constantly seemed to say the right things, it was always flawless. She was so confident and cheerful yet she still looked cool. I would even go as far as saying she was perfect, but I know perfection doesn't exist. I am extremely lucky to be able to call her my best friend. Katelyn and I met in elementary school

experience is much simpler, yet just as important as these moments. Summer camp. I know, it does not sound like anything big, but my years at a small summer camp in Maine made me who I am today. Now, on the outside, Camp Bishopswood looks like any other religious camp on a lake. The beautiful view, the sounds and smells of the natural world, and quaint little cabins surrounded by trees. I drove onto the property eight years ago and did not think anything special of it, aside from the fact that it looked

everywhere in New Bremen the summer of 1961. One way the Drum family of Ordinary Grace made it through the deaths throughout the summer was by holding on to their faith in God. I, too, have experienced deaths of loved ones, and am able to relate to how the Drum family used their faith to cope with the deaths. One instance Nathan’s faith helped him get over a death was during the funeral of the mystery man that was found on the side of the river. Even though they did not know the guy, they still held