1732 a young boy named Francis Marion was born on a plantation in Berkley County, South Carolina. Parents not knowing Francis was going to be a famous military warrior. By the age of 15 Francis was hired on a ship as a pinhead bound to sail to the West Indies, but on his voyage his ship sank, with the crew members and him rowing away on a life boat. The crew spent one week on the sea without food or water, after a week they reached land. After Francis horrible voyage he begun to work at his family 's plantation and became the boss over the plantation.
Arizona 1822, the state had been in a drought for 4 months now. Poseidon the god of the sea had provided their water for many years. For years the water had been polluted and sewage was dumped into the rivers. Poseidon grew tired of the disrespect towards his gift of endless water. He sent Arizona into a drought, not a drop of water remained.
Spring break started as a celebration for respect of the greek gods, Dionysus and Bacchus, the gods of wine. Although, a more recent tradition of spring break emerged from a college swim coach in Florida. According to Time Magazine, in 1936, a swim coach took his students to the newly built, olympic sized pool, now named Casino Pool, to practice. Some saw it as an opportunity to start a competition. By 1938, there were over 300 swimmers competing.
Last July, two Florida teenagers, Perry Cohen and Austin Stephanos, set out for a day of boating from the Jupiter Inlet and were never heard from again. Days of searching and hoping turned up nothing. What happened to the teens and their 19-foot, single-engine boat remains a mystery. Only one thing is known for certain – searchers would have had a better chance of finding the boys if their boat had been equipped with an emergency indicator radio beacon (EPIRB) that could have signaled their location. In response to the tragedy, Florida lawmakers looked for a way to provide an extra incentive to encourage boat operators to equip their vessels with EPIRB’s and other safety features.
Everyday the fish had pooped at least 5 times and we needed to replace the sponge every single night. A few days later, the other goldfish from the fair died and then my dad went back to the completely dusty store to buy some more fish. I’m not so sure what color they were (what can I say it’s been like 4 years), but I do know one of them… WAS BLACK. Dun, Dun, DUUUUUN! Anyway, the black fish was actually mean.
Every year, thousands of migrants cross the Mediterranean (including refugees from Syria and Eritrea) in inflatable motorboats. Few however, survived such dangerous journeys. It is estimated that in 2014 alone, about 1850 migrants had drowned on their way to Europe. Christopher Catrambone a humanitarian, entrepreneur and adventurer, appalled by this incident, took it upon himself to find a solution. He set up a search and rescue operation.
A fishing club would be like any other after school club, monitored by either a faculty advisor or a parent advisor. The fishing club would also need to have its own club officers, and would hold regular meetings. It takes at least six members before you can register for a Student Angler Federation school fishing club. There is a 25.00 dollar a year per member registration fee and dues, which includes access to all of the member benefits. Some of the benefits include being able to compete in high school fishing tournaments where students can win scholarships, as well as securing discounts on purchases in the TBF websites store for members only.
If I could pick where I would want to go back for a day I would have no problem deciding. It would be the Dominican Republic because I miss the crystal clear water and sun beating down on on me. What I miss the most is snorkeling in the water and seeing all the different kinds of fish. There were several ugly and pretty fish. My dad, mom and sister went there for our Christmas in 2014.
I became a very pessimistic person, ignored my goals and separated myself from my fellow classmates. At the end of the first academic year, students partake in a series of summer trainings or "cruises" as part of their professional military development. For the majority of the month of June, I was scheduled to partake in a "yard patrol craft" cruise along the east coast. While on cruise and docked for a break, a group of students, including myself, two other freshmen, a junior and a senior, violated the shore leave rules. We entered an off-limits area of the base where decommissioned ships are docked for scrapping.
We walked to the canal about to saddle up to our favorite “secret” fishing spot and it was fenced in and had a big sign that said something to the effect of construction and stay out. No big deal, we moved down and found a new site…the next week houses started to go up and the fish did not seem to be as hungry. Eventually the canal smelled as the fish were dying off and floating quite eerily in the water—that was the end of my summer fishing with my dad. As irony would have it, the next month, we got new neighbors who moved from a little town in New York