The ocean was so beautiful blue as the shy. I loved it so much. Didn’t really like the sand too much it was really hard, broken shells all over and hurt my feet. Other than that I loved every bit of the beach. Days went day, I was having so much fun
When holding a Haitian flag, I experience one of the greatest feelings to ever exist. A rush of pride and happiness starts to invade my body. To see that red and blue in the sky, attached to a car or just in the hands of somebody else just places so much joy in my heart. As many times, I’ve encountered a Haitian flag the experience never gets old. Many people can’t seem to comprehend why Haitian’s have so much pride in their flag and culture itself.
She felt “light and good in the warm sun” (L8). To her young and inexperienced mind, “nothing existed for her but her song,” (L8) which just goes to show how oblivious and careless she is to her surroundings and worlds greater than her own. On the contrary, as she made her way a “mile or more from home,” (L23) she began to hit a turning point. The comfortable world at which she knew is now cracked open and unguarded.
As I was wondering around the campus I felt so lost, felt like a stray dog trying to find its way other people were laughing and talking to one another maybe it because most of them came from the same middle school .It was hard for me to adjust all my friends were back home in New Mexico and not even my parents were with me on this eventful day they had to stay behind to pack out stuff into boxes .I had to come to California sooner because school started much early than back home. Fourtunely I had two uncles who lives in Sacramento, so they made the moving transaction a little smother.
I was told I was going on a missions trip to the Dominican Republic and I was excited for the pretty water and I had these high expectations that I would soon find out would not be met. The day came that I was heading to this mission trip. Fast-forward to the 3rd day that I was there I went to the slum village. I pulled up and saw the mud roads
She was the one who pushed Clara to become a teacher. At age fifteen she began teaching at nearby schools. Her first job was located in Hightstown. One day she was visiting Bordentown, New Jersey and quickly became disturbed by all the children that were home playing in the streets instead of at school. Unfortunately, like many schools, families were required to pay much more than they could afford.
Stand-Up Paddle Boarding It’s a beautiful Summer’s day, the Sun is shining, birds are chirping, and it’s just right for getting some fresh air! Sitting around on the couch saying there’s nothing to do isn’t an excuse. Why not get up, head outside, and make a first attempt stand-up paddle boarding? It’s an entertaining new experience for loads of people, and you don’t need to be an expert to be able to do it.
I find so many of my good friends that have went off to college and came back with the freshman 15 problem. After a few years, you start to realize how and what had happened to your body. But some people just don’t learn for that. When you have so many options to pick for, for breakfast, lunch, and dinner it becomes a big problem. You’re only suppose to be eating about 1,500-2,000 calories a day.
Most schools consisted of one room with mostly one teacher having a larger sized classroom than today: “In the 19th and early 20th centuries, one room schoolhouses were the norm in rural areas. A single teacher taught grades one through eight together” (McCarthy). Many teachers also didn’t have to get a degree or go to college in order to become an educator. Schools were paid for by taxes paid by the citizens in the area, the problem was that there were not very many schools around and finding room for students were few and far between. Another very different thing that was common in the 19th century for schools was that school only lasted for 10 weeks out of the year.
The lookout tower is my favorite facility in the park. I would go to the top of the tower every time to feel the gentle sea breeze and fresh air. It is just my imagination as I never go there in summer, but I bet it would be so relaxing to enjoy the wind after sweating. What is more, it is fun to observe things happening around from the lookout tower. Sometimes I see families flying kites or riding bike, the blue sky is just the best canvas for the colorful kites to decorate with.
A Majestic Playground Rays of glorious, bright sunshine cast a brilliant gleam of warmth across a child’s getaway. Next to the majestic metal castle of amusement, which contains a child’s dream, lies a merry-go-round which, to the children, turns as fast as a cheetah running through the savanna. Behind the merry-go-round lies an orange bench that is a traveled piece of furniture where parents go to watch and enjoy the happiness of their little cherubs. To look closely, one will hear the squeak of the swings and see the muddy earth beneath the squeals of delight similar to the monkey’s in the monkey cage at the zoo. The bee’s buzz and the bird’s chirp, create a whirlwind of excitement along with the rustling of the leaves next to the swinging seats of joy to show that the warmth and sunshine
“Out of the 180 teacher-slots, typically 25 or so cannot be filled and have to be assigned to substitutes” and that is for the spots the school cannot fill, furthermore some teachers didn’t even show up for class at all they the students would have at least a sub everyday. After attending a teacher meeting Jonathan noticed that the students didn’t pick the classes they wanted to take they just put in classes until they filled up and than move on to a different class. The library was closed for almost a quarter of the year every year because of testing or other stuff that being said the students
Food in daily life for a Cuban is rather simple. My friend Vanessa Gutierrez, who is Cuban helps to explain the normal cultural lifestyle. Vanessa Gutierrez was born in the United States, but her parents are from Cuba, specifically from Santa Clara. The normal daily diet in Cuba is rather simple. It consists of rice and beans, also known as moros y cristianos.
There were rice plants on my left and farm animals on my right. I grew up in New York City, so you can imagine the millions of questions that were running through my head. I’d never been to the countryside of the Dominican Republic before, but when I finally did, I couldn’t be more ecstatic, despite the scorching Caribbean sun burning down on my brown skin. I hadn’t visited the Dominican Republic since I was four years old. All I had was vague memories of my grandmother’s boisterous laugh and the chickens in the backyard I loved chasing after.
Although our nation's education system seems to be excelling, it’s actually at risk of being overthrown by other nations that are performing at a level that the United States cannot seem to match. According to former president Ronald Reagan, “23 million American adults were functionally illiterate; the average achievement for high school students on standardized tests was lower than before the launch of Sputnik in 1957; and only one-fifth of 17-year old students had the ability to write a persuasive essay”(neatoday.org). Basically, Reagan is saying that the education system in America is struggling. As the most advanced nation across the globe, you would assume we would be leading education system. Our nation contains all of the resources that a country could need to provide an excellent education system.