On Monday, october 25,th I went to a state park after I finished work. Since I had endured so much stress from my job, it was a great opportunity for me to go to the park and relax, to be able to look at the world and forget about everything. The weather was beautiful and the sun was shining. There was an especially nice breeze that made the trees move and leaves fall. I had noticed that the sky was extremely clear and the birds seemed happy about the weather because they were flying every where and going from tree to tree.
Trip to Sequoia National Park This past summer I went on a day trip to Sequoia National Park with my family. It was a Saturday morning, and my dad, my stepmom, and I decided to go on a one day trip to the Sequoia National Park. We never been there before and wanted to see what it was like, so we got some supplies and embarked on a journey towards the mountains. Going through the winding roads of the foothills were a first of experiences I would experience this day. As we arrived at the entrance, I got relieved that we were out of those wavy roads, but then cringed to find out there were many more winding roads before we actually got to the park.
In my opinion, it is the most beautiful time of the year. Because when you are sitting in a car on your way to your destination you open the car windows and can actually feel that the world is clean and ready for a new life. The green grass is so fresh that when you inhale you can scent it in your lungs. You close your eyes, take a deep breath and all the sudden you hear the spring birds chirping. You also hear the trees rustling with the cool breeze which
“You know it, just let me text the wife see if she is cool with it” he said. I went and picked him up at 11:30 am on our way there is when I told him “Dude I don’t know how to ski or snowboard but I wanted to learn.” He said “I know you don’t know how but it is cool I’ll show you what I know.” After we arrive I can start to feel myself getting nervous but I could look to nervous in front of my best friend so I sucked it up. We go into the lodge and get in line to rent some snowboards I can still remember the smell of those concession stand cheeseburgers and french fries. A lady was in front of us yelling at the ski rental guy about not having the right size of boots she was given a size 6 and size 5. After that was settled it was our turn I got my size 10 boots and snowboard and put my boots on and we headed out to the lift.
This is my little brother's favorite book ever (and his favorite author - I think he's read all of Marsden's books.) For years I've wanted to see what was so enticing, and finally this week I picked it up. I had recently bought another copy for my bf's tutorees, and I am in the midst of reading The Fatal Shore in which a historical figure named Marsden comes up a lot which kept popping this book back into my mind. Ellie and her friends are about 16 and living in the bush (outback) mostly on ranches near a small town. The weekend of the county fair, six of the teens decide to go camping well outside of town in a mountain range called Tailor's Stitch, and try to get down into a gorge called Hell.
By successfully “counting coup” I earned an eagle feather each time and the right to wear it. I saw your grandmother and had to have her for a wife. I spoke with her father and we came to an agreement, I gave him 3 horses for her. Luckily I had stolen some horses from a camp of white men just days before. I could have had many more wives but I was content with what I had.
Frost achieves so well. These three points or emotions combined with the strong use of imagery are the fundamentals for an unusually short yet profound piece of literature. Interpretation is left to the reader through identification and when simplicity is applied towards the joys of living, an easiness or happiness, is successfully achieved. The title itself, “The Pasture” expresses open-mindedness to beauty, pure and simple. My interpretation of a pasture in New England is of rolling hills of grasses, with the dampness of early morning dew, and the coolness of an early spring morning.
Justin Hilbert Ms. Taylor English 1101 Online March 3, 2013 August on the West Coast I grew up in the hot, humid southern state of Georgia. So as you could imagine, when I took a trip out to the Pacific Northwest state of Oregon during the late summer of 2011, it felt quite different. I have always had a strong connection with the state of Oregon. It began as a love for their college and football team, The University of Oregon Ducks. Finally, after planning for months, I got to visit.
The look on his face is one I will never forget, the look of pure confusion mixed with some of the strongest emotions of happiness and joy I had seen in a while emanated from his face. His name was David and he had just arrived about a week ago to my crazy family and after a weekend of summer partying was ready to see the rest of town with his new brother. As we entered the realm of skiing in America his mind was blown. You could easily say it came as a bit of a culture shock to him. However living with him for a full year made me see how much the culture of skiing has impacted my life.
I just want to do God's will and He's allowed me to go up to the mountain and I've looked over and I've seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you, but I want you to know tonight that we, as a people, will get to the Promised Land. So I'm happy tonight, I'm not worried about anything and I do not fear any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.” The next day after giving this speech Dr. King Jr. was assassinated on April 4, 1968. With these words spoken in Dr. King’s last speech this is why I say that Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. is a true definition of courage.