I gaze into the bleachers; I see many faces of the unknown. I notice my coach behind the fence, he’s yelling to me, “leave it on the track”, I tell myself, all is well and will end well. As my mind and thoughts come back to me, I pounce toward my starting point; I notice they were rusted and discolored, like an antique bike. I feel the sweat cascade down my face and sweat beads settling in the creaks of my fingers. As I bend
The Arctic wolves are the prey of the Grey wolf and coyotes. The Artic Wolf’s behaviour is very headstrong and bold. They can endure the Arctic weather conditions with the help of their deeply insulated pale white fur. They are capable of surviving for years in sub-zero temperatures and for five months, each year, they live in pitch darkness. Arctic Wolves travel in approximately 20 wolves per pack and each pack deliberately tries to avoid other packs.
I should of known long before that this whole situation would blow up in my face. If it's one thing I do know is that no good comes from lying, that truth will stare you in the face like your relfection in the mirror. It wasn't just those people in the court room that I had to lie infront of, I lied before god. I had to stand infront of all those people, bold-face lying that Tom Robinson abused me. When I sat back down, shame and guilt came crashing down on me like a tonn of bricks.
I yelled out saying: “Man down, man down!” William was desperately moving his legs and arms, in an attempt to fight back his pain. It was unsuccessful as his body turned into stone. I stood there in shock, in grief and wondered the amount of torture, pain and suffering my friend had gone
It was one of the most heart breaking decisions I ever had to make but I could see the pain that old dog was going through and I couldn’t stand to see him hurting anymore. Carlson promised me he would try his best not make it painful for Scruffy but I was too upset to say anything. He led him out of the bunkhouse and I just had to lie down. It tore me apart having to see him leave and know that was the last time I would ever see him. The guys tried to distract me from the situation but it was all I could think about.
Mystery Meat I am researching the conditions of meat packing plants to explore the constant high rate of food-borne illnesses. Also, how the treatment of the animals at the slaughterhouses contribute to food-borne illnesses. Throughout my research I have discovered many disturbing and horrifying truths about the treatment of the animals at slaughterhouses. The high demand of meat annually in the United States is astounding, mainly demanded by fast food corporations. In the United States one million animals are slaughtered every hour and around ten billion farm animals will be raised and slaughtered annually.
As I approach it I know to tread carefully for at the tree is quicksand. I don’t know if it’s true or not but neighborhood legend tells of a kid slowly sinking as his friends tried to pull him out. With my back pressed against the tree I cautiously tiptoe across the boards outlining its trunk. As sweat starts to drip down my face I can see it. I’ve finally made it to the opening!
The bull was a mere 600 yards away and in the thicket, there was not a chance in hell that I would get a shot off there. So, I bugled back and hoped he would come over the draw. I waited and bugled and waited and bugled. Losing time I made a desperate move and started walking towards the elk. As I got closer I caught a glimpse and froze, they had spotted me and were on their heels.
Rhinos: The Sad Truth The rhinoceros, also known as the rhino, is a large, primitive looking mammal. They have dated back to millions of years ago and represent something ancient and prehistoric. As I begin to write this essay, my heart is full of sadness and despair at what is happening on our Earth. What was once an animal, free to roam the grassland and open savannas of South Africa, is now a threatened and endangered victim. In Africa there are two species of rhinoceros, the black rhino and the white rhino.