They took a long hike up the mountain to retrieve the leafs for Odysseus. When they got to the tree, there were red ants and killer bees on each leaf. Whey were scared to touch them, so they poked the leafs with sticks. Finally, they had enough leafs to cure Odysseus. They took the leafs down the mountain to Odysseus.
Character sketch As the tree sway side to side, the leaves start to fall. In the valley there is food for the winter. Nahuel is taking out his son so he tells him to sharpen the arrows and get ready to treed down the hill. When me and Ciquala get to the valleys edge there is no sign of our pray we contemplate whether we should step onto the Comaches land. “We shouldn’t travel outside it could be dangerous we know what the Camaches are capable of.” Said Nahuel quietly.
He would go out in the rain with his father to gather as many crops as they could to keep their family from going hungry. Jody's sense of responsibility helped him to deal with the fawn's interference with his family's survival. When the fawn started nibbling on the sweet potato vines, Jody worked twice as hard and fast to make up for the loss. Jody would gather extra crops so there would be enough food for his whole family, including Flag. Jody also built a pen for Flag to keep him from ruining the crops.
She has a fun memory despite the struggle of being poor. Next, she talks about her boyfriend and how he is being sent off to fight in the war over in Africa. She looks forward to the romantic side of it but is still saddened that he is leaving. Finally, she talks about her experience over at a camp where they learned to do many things that the government required them to do such as grow tobacco or cut sugar cane in order to produce around 10 billion tons of sugar. She explains the struggle of only having little food there because it was the ones her parents brought her during the weekends but she had to save it in order for it to last.
Well after they got tired finny said to follow him and he took us to a massive tree with wooden pegs going all the way up to a big limb hanging out over the river, and said “Do you want to go first?”(15)(Finny) Nobody answered so he took off his clothes and started climbing the tree. When he got to the top, he got out on the limb very cautiously and jumped far out into the water in a moment he bobbed up grinning and said, “Who’s next”(16)(Finny) I(Gene) looked around, nobody offered, meaning of course I was, I always seemed to do any thing Finny wanted, maybe that was it, my purpose in life was to be a part of finny. Well anyway I climbed up and jumped off, I was scared but there was thrill in it, so me and Finny formed a club called the Super Suicide Society of the Summer Session. The point of the club was to jump off the tree, any body who did could join the club. Well on of these times finny had a new idea, “We’ll go together, a double jump!
In Annie Dillard’s essay “The Chase,” the writer begins the essay by informing the reader that as a child she was received willingly to participate in games with the boys of her neighborhood. In the summer time, they would play baseball and football. In the wintertime, the game they choose to play was throwing snowballs at vehicles as they drove by. The neighborhood boys, Mikey and Peter Fahey, Chickie McBride, Billy Paul, Mackie Kean and Dillard decided to play that game on a snowy winter morning after Christmas. The children waited with anticipation as a black Buick proceeds towards them.
After they ventured through the mountains they had reached the forest where they were kidnapped by wood elves, and attacked by spiders. When they got through the forest they had gone to another mountain, called lonely mountain. Where they fought smaug and the wargs. In the begging it was summer time and as they near
He kept walking. He stepped harder, he breathed faster, and pushed through the forest. The wind blew stronger, whispering to him from all sides of the forest as he moved. The forest was posing a
Whipping back and forth, his tail can not hide his excitement. As we head for the woods crisp fall leaves crunch with his every step. I tug on his leash as he sniffs and christens every bush and tree he finds. His head moves in circles with all the different scents in the air, he does not know which trail to follow. His nose twitches and his ears perk up with the sudden sound of another creature lurking.
I turn back to the forest and sprint hard for the lake. It’s only fifty feet away when I feel myself falling. I twist my head back and see my feet are entwined in a dense cluster of vines. I desperately thrust and slash my knife at the vines, trying to free myself, when I feel the first sting. Then another.