This is the story of Billy the water droplet and all his adventures as he goes through life. Charlie woke up at 6:00 a.m. and he felt kind of sick but still decided to go for his morning jog. He jogged for thirty minutes at the park and suddenly Billy appeared on his forehead. Billy was so happy that he was finally formed and Charlie was so sweaty that he just wiped Billy away with a towel.
The choices that I make will always follow me around and will never go away. We all make choices everyday and it can be on anything. I remember when I made the choice to not study for a test and as you can guess, the outcome was bad. Sometimes we don’t think before we act and that makes us chose careless and dreadful choices.
When looking at it through my eyes, the purpose was to explain that appearances and self confidence can really drive someone’s actions. The story follows a boy named Alberto who does his best to fit the images of people he sees in magazines, anything from working out constantly, to pushing on his teeth everyday assuming they’ll straighten out. You can tell that Alfonso is very dedicated to his appearance. “Alfonso didn’t want to be the handsomest kid at school, but he was determined to be better-looking than average. The next day he spent his lawn-mowing money on a new shirt, and, with a pocketknife, scooped the moons of dirt from under his fingernails.
In the story Raymond’s Run by Toni Cade Bambara, there are many author’s messages, but the one I think is the strongest is being yourself and not pretending to be something you aren’t. People may want you to be something else, but you should be yourself, not what others want you to be. One quote that supports the author’s message of being yourself is,“Now you take Cynthia Procter for instance. She’s just the opposite.
The dramatic and uplifting movie “Radio” starring Cuba Gooding JR. and Ed Harris, is based on the true life story of James Robert Kennedy, a k a Radio; a mentally retarded young African-American who spends his days pushing a shopping cart around the streets of Anderson, a small South Carolina town, collecting junk and old radios. The movie starts with the heartbreaking scene of Radio pushing his cart around the town, in his own little world; people are ignoring him, and a lady pulls her daughter out of the way, running towards the opposite sidewalk. Every day Radio walks by the school, watching the football team training. While lingering by the fence of the high school football field one afternoon, the boy catches the
Harry Bare is an average 12 year old from Kansas he is in the seventh grade and loves basketball and his team the Rockets. But the thing his he isn’t very good. He plays the silver league with his friends ' Jack and Ralphie and they all get along because they met playing their second favorite game Pokemon go they are all walking to basketball practice when Harry’s arch nemesis Brett and his evil henchmen drove by and screamed at the three boys “You might want to walk back home! But if you don’t you might want to start crying for when I beat you tonight, See you on the court losers!” Then Jack, who has a small temper issue was enraged and started chasing Brett’s car and heaved his basketball backpack at it and hit Brett´s carbonced of into a puddle and he had to go retrieve it.
In this book there are four kids who are a team of Omegas. What omegas do is keep Manhatten safe from the undead zombies that are living off of a rock under ground called the Manhattan Schist. Molly goes on an adventure around Manhattan trying to solve zombies related crimes while keeping her and her team safe. During her adventure she also is secretly finding out things about her mother who passed away from cancer. Molly learns lessons and finds her place as she runs
Haunted to Relief When I was 12 I sat in my family’s typical maroon red soccer mom van. There were sports bags everywhere, graham crackers shoved in the cracks of the seats and the sound of my 3 little brothers screaming along to the radio. That day at school one of my friends told me they were going out with the guy everyone knew I had had a crush on for the longest time. I sat in the car that day not singing along with my little brothers like I normally would have.
Take away cabs, limos and delivery trucks, take away secretaries, file cabinets, political strategies inside buildings that run-on words, and there are Sundays at the park between Jefferson and Lincoln Memorials in Washington DC. Oh God of human vibrations and charismatic dances! Thank you for this retinue of human nature in the natural light of an irresistible Seventh day morning… jogging, juggling, volleyball, basketball, freaky Frisbee, American soccer, and chess under the trees…global polyglot of languages incandescent as children’s eyes…girls running on zig-zagging long legs, chasing nothing but echoes in their mad pursuit of earth, air and light …while fathers chase crazy kites across unused baseball fields, teaching young sons to dream. In quiet places above body’s dalliance, lovers picnic on verdant green, in soft patois of Portugese, Afghani, Szechuan, Catalan and Farsi…primal sounds of an eternal not available to the imagination. On old sidewalks young minds rollerblade to boom boxes percussing with James Brown’s slide and glide, while ancient circles of young girls watch casually, carefully structuring distances between rollicking boys and lovers on the hill…
With their sneakers squeaking against the dark concrete floors, two children nearly knock over a netted box containing a mountain of colorful bouncy balls, with a white label with large black font championing Wal-Mart’s everyday low price of $2.50. Shopping carts clang as patrons place plastic water bottles among their discount bulk groceries. Rows of bicycles line the aisles, stacked behind paralleling brightly colored aisles, flowing with LEGOs and Barbie dolls— a culmination creating every child’s dream. Buckets of baseballs stack the shelves alongside helmets and brown leather mitts. Parallel to this, a section labeled “outdoor games” contains a bright turquoise Ariel The Little Mermaid floaty and snorkel set that contrasts against the
Baller County had high expectations for the year so the team started off the practices with a strong swagger and practice had started becoming part of a usual routine for all the young athletes. The day February 25, a day that young John Goodman will never forget. The overcast weather conditions had soaked everything; therefore, the team had spent practice in the batting cages. Afterwards, the coach dismissed the team to go home since weather conditions seemed to be worsening. Goodman and a few others had decided that they would go to the mall and pick up some well needed snacks at the mall.
Just like Coates I have always feared not having control over my body and always being around violence, I could not escape. My life of growing up in Long Island is not one people think of when they picture living in the beautiful and safe suburbs of Long Island. I grew up in Hempstead
The obstacle race included activities like moving a marble down a trail with only pipes that could connect, finding a man on a moped covered in leaves and getting a selfie with him, and shooting some type of arrow at a wooden buffalo. This was a fun a great team building activity for the NHS participants. This retreat wasn’t just for the activities it was also to get prepared for the next year 's chapter and get everything reviewed and revised. After reviewing the chapter they went to take some time get rested for the annual campfire with s 'mores. The campfire consisted of many different types of scary stories from little boy being kept in the basement to a story from the 1800’s.
The sun shimmered, bouncing off the grass like a reflection from a mirror. The stands were packed at 5326 Willow Lane sports complex aka: Braves Feeding Grounds. The musky scent of sweat filled the small huddle, but nobody seemed to mind. In all white, the braves stared intently at coach Brett Bastian; waiting for the motivating speech that was sure to come on our biggest game of the season, braves vs wolves. In place of the electrifying peroration we had become accustomed to, Brett would deliver a life lesson that would long outlast my soccer career.
October 14 7:07 am: The raindrops glisten as i walk along the road listening to my walkman. “another day another blunder” i thought to myself. when im a minute away the bus drives right by me. “oh crap” i pull out my phone to call my parents. When I get to my bus stop I like all my parents and they come pick me up but when they before they do that they yell at me like every other day when I get to school I go straight to the band room to drop off my bass clarinet.