Falling Into a Swamp One bright and sunny day I had to go to school in first grade like normal and I couldn't wait to go home and play in the snow. The day went by in a flash, when school was over my dad picked me up and I told him about school and went home when we got home I asked my dad if I could play outside but he told me to put on my pink puffy jacket . My dog Norton was outside with me and my dad went inside and went on his computer in the backroom. I didn't know how to swim. I thought that it would be a good idea to walk around the little edge of my 8 foot pool.
I didn’t have much gymnastics experience, besides when my brother and I did flips and tricks on my neighbors trampoline when they weren’t home, but that was the only experience I had with gymnastics besides what my mother taught me. I shot out of my bed, got my gymnastics stuff ready and was running out the door before my mother pulled me back in and told me it wasn’t time to go yet. She told me, I had a couple more hours to go before it was time. I drug myself inside and sat on the couch, dreading waiting longer than what I had too. My dad had got done cooking breakfast, eggs, bacon, hashbrowns and sausage.
“Guys, this place is revolting”, I complained to my cousins as we strode into the “Little Bear Gun Shop”. It was my first summer with my cousins in their new home in Oregon and a leisure activity we had since we were in elementary school was going outside in the forests of Illinois and shooting ourselves with Airsoft guns, toy guns that fired small plastic pellets. Despite the new state the tradition needed to live on. The Little Bear Gun Shop’s name definitely wasn’t false advertising since there were enough guns in that place to fully arm a small town, and in the town of Tillamook, this was probably the case. If you weren’t satisfied with your pristine automatic rifle, the little bear had you covered.
After my mom forced me to get my Eagle (the highest rank in scouting) I thought I was ready to retire the sash, but my mom had one more trick up her sleeve… I learned I was going to philmont about a month before school ended. For those who don't know, philmont is a “high adventure” boy scout camp, and when you go there you put all of your belongings on your back and hike a route that your crew created, occasionally stopping at various outposts. At first I was very reluctant to go, but then after talking to my friends and discussing how fun it could be I decided what the heck. Me and my 6 man crew, 10 if you count the parents, planned our hike and then went
We got on four more rides before we got hungry, so we met up with my boyfriend’s parents, sister and her friend to figure out what we desired to go eat at. We decided to take nourishment at Harmony Hall marketplace. The food was satisfying, I think we all got the chicken strip basket but my boyfriend’s sister got a chef salad and mixed fruit instead. We all wanted to ride one more ride. So, me, my boyfriend Shawn, his sister and her friend wanted to ride the rip roarin rapids.
As the story begins, ten-year-old Matt Carlton is looking forward to the first meeting of an adventure club he is starting with his friends. Every month, the boys will camp out and read a story from a book called Great Adventures in History. He is in a hurry to leave, but his mom and dad refuse to let him go until he finishes the peas on his dinner plate. When his parents are not looking, he scoops the hated vegetables into the sugar bowl. Unfortunately, his seven-year-old sister, Katie, sees him do this.
Hunting had become a major part of my life and I did not even have my license yet. When I turned six my dad decided I was old enough to take the assessment. I was thrilled and three long days later I was a licensed hunter. Every year my dad’s friend, Tom, from Columbus would come down to Oak Hill and hunt with us all week during the deer season. I was not allowed to go everywhere Tom and my father did until I was older but just being around them at the house was very entertaining to me.
“Wake up,” My mom whispered. It was 6AM in the morning, and my family of four--my brother, my mom, my dad, and I--were packed up to take a roadtrip to Georgia, Alabama. Two of my families live in the area where we were going, and one of them was the family we were staying two nights with. The other family was my Uncle who planned everything, and everyone except my Aunt in that family was the one who didn’t know most of the family was coming to surprise her. When we arrived in Georgia, we slept overnight, then the next day, we had that family visit.
Day 1: The Blake forest is une of the most beautiful things I've seen. My friends and I were camping for the winter break before entering college, we thought we were going to have fun but that was our mistake. It was night when the real hell began, we were all sitting around the campfire telling the typical horror stories that our parents told us when we hear a branch break. "Who's there?" I ask but nobody answered, suddenly saw a woman 25 years I started walking towards us, "Who are you?"
Everywhere you looked their were deer. My dad and cousin were grilling supper one time and they came in the house for a few minutes and when they looked outside their was 3 deer in his backyard. So we were all pretty excited to go hunting the next day because their were so many deer around the area. The first day if hunting we went into the Black Hills and did a lot if walking to find some deer. When we finally found some my brother was the first to shoot, since he picked the bigger straw out of three, which was how we decided who gets to shoot first, he missed.
He considered this to be a symbol of having a higher status. He became a school bus driver for Cleveland ISD, and maintained this job for a while. In 2000, Castro met Lillian a woman almost half his age, but he soon broke it off when they became too close. She questioned as to why his house was kept with padlocks not knowing that Michelle was chained in there. He explained that he broke up with her because he “couldn’t juggle both of them” (Berry and Dejesus 117-127).
Who was Ronald Reagan Did you know that without Ronald Reagan there will be higher taxes? Ronald Reagan would usually be called Dutch when he was a kid,because he was so small or he just didn’t fit in at his age. He would usually read a book or explore outside. When he was 9 his mom took him to prison to feed the prisoners for grace.When he was about 15 he and his friends would go to lifeguard practice it was popular back then. He saved about 70 peoples lives!!
One freezing February Saturday, I needed wake up at six in the morning to go play in a volleyball tournament. The rest of my family was in Arizona and had left me in Iowa Falls, so I wouldn 't miss my finishing tournament of the season. I wasn 't jubilant about it, but I agreed anyway. My grandma drove me up to Dike New Hartford High School. There were 10 other teams from all around Iowa.
His response was,” Go Back to bed it’s too early.” So, instead of going back to bed, I went downstairs and watched T.V for an hour and a half. After that, my dad finally came downstairs and we were ready to prepare for Deer Camp. In order to prepare for Deer Camp we first need our bags with warm clothes. It gets very cold in the mornings and we don’t have very strong heat because we are in the woods. Second, we need to get all of our camping supplies that we need, which is all organized and in totes.
What if you lie about something to save someone 's feeling being hurt? My little sister growing up had a goldfish. One day we had went on a vacation to texas and we didn’t take it with us of course, but we did let our very much trusted neighbor have a key to our home so they could go and feed my little sisters pet. Two weeks later we came home and the fish was upside, of course i didn’t want her to be sad so I told my parents so they let me and my older sister go by Wal-Mart to go get a cheap fish that looks the same as the other. Of course we told her as she got older and she understood, but it did keep her from being sad we all knew she was gonna make a big deal about it.