After I got ready for the day, I got my backpack and left my house at around 6:30 to get to my bus stop. The bus stop was a far, uphill distance from my house, so I looked over my schedule in my pocket while walking there. The only part of the school that was normal that day was the same time as usual, all of the classes were for ten minutes and ended at around 9:30. Then, there would be the Homecoming Parade with all of the floats and people on them until 11:00, next,
The snow storm was getting closer and the weather outside was getting worse, the falling snow had turned into a blizzard and the white fluries were now two feet of snow. No one was outside and no one could go outside, but Kyle had basketball practice that he had to go to because it was the last one before the championship. “There is no way I am going to miss it.” whined Kyle. Kyle ended up going to basketball. When his sister drove him, she couldn 't
They also went to Lincoln Park Zoo where Junie wanted to stop and go in but Petunia Said no she didn’t want to become an inmate at the zoo so they just kept going and Site seed from the bus. CHAPTER 4 JUNIE MOON AND THE GOLD FISH TRAVEL TO THE WINDY CITY BY HELEN PENDLETON We hadn’t been home from Woodstock very long before Petunia got the urge to travel again. I have never been to the Windy City (Chicago) so that’s where I want to go. How will we get there I asked Petunia? Ill think of something, she said.
Right when we got to the ice cream section the fire alarm went off. The nearest Walmart worker came and got us and escorted us outside where we had to wait 20 minutes for the fire department to come and make sure there was not an actual fire in Walmart before we were able to go back into the store. During that 20 minutes Nolan decided to go back to the condo so it was just me, Mandy, and Savannah by ourselves at Walmart at 12:30 at
Clemson game every year. We would make sure we did not make any plans the weekend of the game so that we could all be together. Instead of going to the game when it starts, we would arrive early and bring our grill to cook our own food until game time. The tender steaks and juicy hamburgers we cooked kept us full until after the game so we did not have to pay ten dollars for a hamburger at the game. My step-brother Jacob and I would walk around the stadium and collect all of the detailed plastic Clemson cups that people would leave behind after the game had ended.
We were around 100 meters from the doors to the locker rooms, when the roof was ripped of completely. The rain poured down on us, and the wind so strong that it got harder to run. We reached the door, and ripped it open. My friends ran past me, and into safety. I held the door ajar, so that they all could pass.
It’s all stuff I’ve heard before, but for some reason, this time, it just seems much more complicated. With one more good-luck pat on the back, Mr Vincent is gone and I’m left alone with my nerves. Then comes the dreadful shout, “Runners, on your marks!” A wave of nausea sweeps through me but I force it down. This is my race. With a loud crack, the gun goes off and a few hundred runners headed out at a sprint, trying to get to the front of the pack.
The first time I went to Mackinac Island was a truly unforgettable experience. Lots of people have always told me “We can’t go, we can’t fit the wheelchair on the boat.” But during last summer in August we decided to go Mackinaw City instead. I was super excited for it, I don’t why I had been to the city parts a thousand times over. That and I was sick as a dog with an unexplainable cold but that didn’t stop mom from saying “okay we’re going.” So Saturday afternoon we packed ourselves in mom’s Envoy and spent a long two hours in the car. I spent most of the time eating Burger King and throwing snotty Kleenex’s at pedestrians.
A walk- in lesson at 3:30, Are you Keen? !” It was Christmas eve, and everyone was busy so I told him I would and headed upstairs to the mexican restaurant to ironically order that burger. I would have to pass on a cold one until later. As I headed down to my lesson, Gary pulls me aside. My new student was a Dutch 65 yr old man, who could not speak english.
Earlier this morning, my dad and I went out hunting hoping to get something, but sadly I did not see anything sitting in the stand with my dad. Since we had a long and boring morning, my dad and I decided to head back home and rest for the night shift of hunting. When we returned home, I undressed from all my orange clothing and took a long nap. I woke up to eat lunch, which was some warm homemade soup that my mother had made my dad and I to eat for lunch. After lunch, we were ready to head out again.
It was a cool and crisp night as the clock wound down ‘til halftime at the homecoming game where the Slinger Owls took on the West Bend West Suns. The strong smell of the fresh burgers on the the propane grill lingered in the air while bugs were swarming around the lights that lit up the new turf field. The score was Slinger 14-7 and the clock was ticking down as I was anxiously waiting for the six-minute mark. I didn 't realize untill we got onto the field that that this band performance is the one that matters the most. The clock hit six minutes left in the second quarter, which meant it was time to head over to the end zone and get lined up for the performance.
The balmy weather and constant precipitation turned the English city of Hampshire into a lush green tone on the shrubs and a white frosted color on the buildings we built just months prior. If I had made a guess, I would have assumed that two million troops were waiting in England. Waiting for action, waiting for orders from the big fella himself, General Ike, formally referred to
Just a few months after I got my license I was driving my friend Kylee from the school to the softball field so we could warm up before our game. On the way down to the field on the dirt road I heard a loud noise and knew something had just been messed up. I get out of my car and saw a huge dent in the side, I had hit a post. About three months later just after school had gotten out, my car was put into the shop and I was borrowing my grandma’s car. Wednesday night after church some friends and I had gone to get ice cream at Sunny Skies and we all rode together.
After a meeting with the Board and Protestors, no resolution was in sight and many protestors marched to the Capitol spontaneously. The three demands were that Elizabeth Zinser must resign and a deaf president put in her place, Jane Spilman must step down from The Board of Trustees chairperson, deaf people must make up of 51% on the Board of Trustees and there would be no repercussions on any person involved in the protest. On Tuesday people were allowed on the campus and free to do what they wanted, but rallies were held all day long. During Day 3 many local and national news outlet got wind of the protest, rallies were held all day and media flooded to the
I pulled my hand-me-down gear out of my car. As I walked onto the sidelines, I saw how much better my other teammates were than me. They had better, shinier gear that was brand new. Some guys even had the purple and green gear that signified themselves as part of the Stampede team, the Elites of Martin County. After we got dressed, the seasoned players started passing balls at full speed, without missing a beat.