Staying at home | |with her two small sons, she was the ultimate earth mother, gardening, canning fruits and vegetable, | |making her son’s clothes, stitching and knitting. “I macramed two hammocks,” she admits now. “I needed | |help.” | |That help came in the form of a blizzard in February 1979, which left her stranded at home for a week. | |In an age without four-wheel drive vehicles, getting down the hillside from where she lived was | |impossible. Morning kindergarten was canceled for a week.
Stephanie Richard Texas Bound " The Death Of My Father" It was a nice crisp winter day in January 2005, my mother and I were getting ready to go grocery shopping with my grandmother, (because at that time my mom did not have a driver's license, so my gram brought us to do things). We were getting ready to leave and saying goodbye to my dad, I found it strange the way he said goodbye to us, he said, "bye, I love you" and he never really said that. Very rarely did he say I love you. Not paying much mind to it we headed out. At the grocery store my mom and I were having a good mother daughter day when all of a sudden they called her name over the loud speaker.
Lucy started telling me that she likes winter because she can play snow ball fights, ice-skating and also Christmas, she loves receiving so many presents. Winter in Narnia is totally different of what Lucy thinks, it’s winter all the time, but no one play snow ball fights and we don’t have Christmas. We haven’t have Christmas for over 100 years. Lucy was really shocked when she heard what I said, but after I told her that the white queen who turned Narnia into winter, endless winter. She’s full of disappointment because there isn’t Christmas in Narnia.
Cascade Simulation Reflection Paper Name: Jun Huang Prof. Cleveland BMGT 364 Date: 10/03/2013 Our team was excited as we received this group work. The situation was that a group of friends and I rented a cabin in the Cascade mountain in hopes of enjoying a weekend. But a heavy snowfall came and blanketed the ground as we looked out the windows in the morning. Worse yet, the storm was expected to last for four or five days, informed by the radio weather report. Because of shortage of supplies for longer sustain, we decided to use the cabin’s CB radio to send for a chartered helicopter.
Radarheinrich. Web. 14 Feb. 2011 Kerstin Meyer writes a diary about her last days with her friend Conny, who flies to Thailand to spend Christmas 2004 there. Kerstin took her to the airport and she would have never guessed that this would be the last time she sees her friend. She writes about the moment that she was told about the tsunami and the terrible weeks after it, which were filled with uncertainty, but also with the hope that Conny is still alive.
Let’s go back to July 6 2009. Wonderful morning. I am waking up at 4 a.m. and go to airport. There was nobody in a line and I easily checked in by bag. Said good bye to my mom and dad.
Waves of Hope December 26, 2004 a day forever embedded in my mind as well as in the minds of a million others. A rather ordinary day soon transformed to become a life changing experience which had a deep profound effect on me. I was ten years of age and having spent most of my life in Qatar with my family, I was finally on a plane back to my hometown in India for the annual winter break. I was overjoyed at the thought of meeting my cousins and grandparents after almost a year. Christmas day was wonderful as usual filled with celebrations and joy, but among all this happiness no one could have ever imagined in their worst of nightmares about the horror that was about to befall the world the next day.
A Guinea Pig Christmas Jingle, jingle, jingle. The sound of horse drawn carriages and the cheerful hollering of young children is what I heard as I was biking home that frigid Christmas Eve from the aviation school for which I came here. Even though I have been a resident of Cincinnati for several months, there was still always a new sight everywhere I looked, compared to being back in England where everything was overly familiar. However, I was lucky that Lynne, my aunt, and Kent, my uncle, were as welcoming as they were, for if they had not housed me, I would have not known a soul here, nor would I have had a hot, home cooked meal every night. It really was quite exquisite though, the sight of children having snowball fights.
She’s been offered a job in Arizona but there are still reasons why she’d want to stay; her best friend lives 15 miles away, she love to ski and in the winter it has perfect snow, the scenery in the summer is beautiful, and she has lots of family in Windy Creek, overall Windy Creek is rural and is lots of country side however Arizona is urban and modern perfect for a young collage graduate to start her business. Sadly, we constantly hear about natural disasters in the news, and unfortunately many all over are evacuated to safer more developed countries, whilst theirs is being rebuilt. These people are called Environmental Refugees they are people forced to migrate away from their homeland due to sudden or long-term changes to their local environment. In 2010 Haiti had never seen anything like it,
I am in the centre of my lawn. It is 2034; barely 20 years of difference but nothing really change. Gazing at the ash- filled sky, there’s no a stars to be seen. It’s windy; the cool breeze brushes my face gently. ‘There’s no time to be waste, I need to start working.’ I climbed into the dark house through the side window that leads into my parent’s room.