!” as you wait to go on stage and preform. Also have screming fans in the back stage just screaming your name trying to pump you up for this great big preformance. Congratulating on the big event and how far you are going. They are are pround of you and you family mostly you and your brothers. As you and your brothers walk all around trying to get everything figured out your meeting new people mostly all of them famouse and are honored to hear that you and your brothers are actually there about to preform.
John James Audubon and Annie Dillard both wrote short passages describing large flocks of birds using vivid imagery and descriptive diction to convey the effect that the flocks had on them as an observer. Both passages have an awed and laudatory tone since the writers seem to be enchanted by the beauty o the birds. While Audubon gives a literal description of what he saw, Dillard describes the birds through the extensive use of figurative language. The descriptive diction in both passages serves to give the reader a mental image of what the writer saw as the birds flew by. Audubon uses phrases like “countless multitudes” and “immense legions” to describe the large amount of birds that he watched fill the sky.
The characteristics of the birds seem to be similar to the couple. They are calm and regal among the grass. The couple appears to be calm and regal in their confidence and age. The writer portrays a variety of emotions in the writing. His creative use of humor and sadness adds a special interest to the story.
In the afternoon hush the volume of sound was startling. Winston and Julia slung together, fascinated. The music went on and on, minute and minute, with astonishing variations, never once repeating itself, almost as though the bird were deliberately showing off its virtuosity. Sometimes it stopped for a few seconds, spread out and resettled its wings, then swelled its speckled breast and again burst into song. Winston watched it with a sort of vague reverence.
We were standing at the end of the parade ground in a formation waiting for the music to begin playing. We were to march past the bleachers filled with our closest families and friends. I can remember us standing there anticipating the piercing sounds from the drums. I can smell the starch on our freshly blues uniform. I seemed to tune out the distant cheering of the spectators, and I watch my fellow soldiers trying so hard not to cry and be distracted with their emotions from seeing there family and friends in the bleachers.
I laughed to myself over how foolish I could be. I knew I should have just should have just listened to David and stayed at camp! Now I lost sleep and have to tell my friends I was freaking out for no reason. Thinking about sleep, I turned and started to walk back. The first step I take lands on a big branch that snaps, letting off a gunshot of noise to the surroundings.
PART 1 and 2: What I know and what I want to know? If standing in the sun for 12 hours, playing music, and sweating until nothing is left in your body seems enjoyable than DCI is your calling. My passion is music, but after high school there is nothing really left to do unless I were to make one of the top groups I am going to mention in this paper. Marching season is the most enjoyable activity any music lover could participate in; DCI is basically a professional marching band. People from the ages of 14 to 22 use the structure of your average high school marching band, perfect it and take it to the next level.
First, we would focus on Agriculture, then Arithmetic, followed by our first recess, and when we got back from recess, she promised us a field trip. The itinerary of this field trip became the talk of the town amongst the students of the class - where were we going, what was going to happen there and what would we be doing? The first third of our day passed quickly, with all of the students in anticipation of our impending trip. Recess came along, and everyone eagerly exited the great
Our truck was packed with everything you could imagine, being weighed down with four wheelers, while pulling a trailer full of horses for our recreational fun. On the way I always looked for what we called “Smokey Bear’s Cave” this was a big dark cave that sat back a little ways from the road. We would sometimes stop and attempt to walk in it, but I was always so afraid. You could always smell the clean fresh air. Off in the distance you could see the beautiful, clear flowing streams.
Family members of the bikers were very proud of having partaken in this event. One spouse said, “I knew I would never be able to do the bike route, so when my husband decided he was going to do it, we were all extremely proud and supportive” The two days of biking went off without a hitch. The trip started with a smashing success at a breakfast in the park. There was an amazing spread for all the bikers and their families. The tables groaned under a full buffet of delectable pastries, bagels and an omelet bar letting off a tantalizing smell.