The sun was setting over the calm bay waters. We could hear the waves breaking on the shore and the bugs chirping. The smell of salt water filled the air. The temperature could not have been better. This is what we drove 13 hours for.
In the passage “Once More to the Lake,” by E.B. White, White relives his most memorable childhood memories with his son, at the lake he used to visit with his father. In the beginning, White gives his reasons for going to the lake to spend time with his son. Everything at the lake remained the same from the last time White left it, which soon after brings back memories of the time he spent with his father. Throughout the rest of the passage White shows his close observation of why his memories have been triggered and what triggered them. During Whites revisit at the lake White realizes how much his son reminds him of his younger self, and how he now impersonates his father 's
I just got done waking up. I go downstairs to eat breakfast. While eating breakfast, I heard my uncle talking going swimming in Yankton. We decided to go to Yankton because there were a party and it is somewhere public where you can swim. So my uncle told us all to get ready.
My favorite places all have one thing in common, time seems to slow down when I’m there. One such place is Sebago Lake, specifically, during sunrise. Every year my family visits Sebago one week during summer, and on the second day, my dad and I wake early to put our boat in the water. On that morning I have to get dressed in the dark. I pad downstairs, grab a box of cereal, and hustle out to the truck where my dad waits, the boat trailer hooked to the back.
As I talked to one of my friends on the shore of Timberwolf Lake, I had a realization that changed my life forever. Timberwolf Lake is a Young Life camp in Northern Michigan that I attended the summer after my sophomore year. One of my friends was having a hard time in life and needed someone to talk to. While talking to him and making him feel better, it also made me feel better. It was then that I realized that I can make a difference in the world by make others lives more prosperous and more enjoyable. I wanted to make the world a better place than when I came into it.
L is for Lake "Can I hang out with Lindsey this weekend? " I asked my mom, as she pulled down a suitcase from her closet shelf. " Also, what are you doing? " My mom carried her bag over to her bed. "Oh, I forgot to tell you.
“Dad check out this lure!” I shouted as I ran towards a big, glittery spoon in the isle of Gander Mountain. The large golden spoon sat on the shelf waiting for a kid like me to come along and fall in love with it. This particular spoon was meant for pike fishing, a bait that twirled around in the water, flashing and catching the attention of a pike.
Sometimes all it takes is a single person or event to change your entire outlook on life. The results may have a positive or negative effect and may influence certain aspects of life, including your attitude. For me, that life altering experience was the Colorado Leadership Retreat in the summer after sophomore year. Going into the trip, I could have never imagined how much my life would be changed by a single week in the mountains. This experience largely impacted my life, and made me into who I am today.
From the time I wake up until I am called in for dinner, I am here. Taking breaks only to use the bathroom, eat, or soak in the beauty that is the lake behind my home. Only here, can I forget the never-ending drama that surrounds my home and family, because while I am here I am consumed within in a book, within nature. While spending my summer days sitting on the dock lost within the new young adult novel, I was able to forget the past trauma, the present trauma, and fear of future trauma. No matter the book, I was able to be transported away from reality into an idealized world that would never be achievable for me.
It was a wonderful evening and Me, Jayla, Jayden, Mom, Dad we 're driving to Webster lake! We got there and me and Jayden went up this little path and my eyes got blurry, There was a homeless man in the center of the path and I ran. And we went to Webster lake. We were at the lake and Me my brother and my sister went to the park.