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.
With all this going on we forgot all about father’s day, and we figured he probably won’t even want to celebrate because it will be his the first “Father’s Day” without his dad. Even though, we thought our dad wouldn’t be in the mood to celebrate father’s day, he actually showed us and told us that we can’t be upset forever because it is apart of life and that we are all going to “have to go” someday. He told us the exact same thing his father told him before. It was a very fun family get together, all my brothers and sisters were there to spend time and celebrate together as a family with my
Schaefer took us out to the field downstairs to expirement on the aerodynamics behind frisbees. He put us into partners to examine how long it took for a frisbee to land on the ground using different trajetory angles. But to our dismay, five minutes in, Dr. Schaefer was nowhere to be found. Once our whole class was done making observations, we found him in the staff parking lot smoking over his car. His face turned red when he saw us.
I just recently visited Miami Beach, Florida and I found out that they have really bad mosquitos because of the Zika Virus. “Florida has confirmed local transmissions of Zika Virus are occurring in two areas Miami - Dade County (floridahealth).” I was packing up all of my stuff for my trip to Miami Beach, Florida because I have really been wanting to go see my cousin Jaxon. We haven't seen each other in so long because we live About 18 hours apart. I had to stop at the gas station a few times but it was worth it. Whenever I pulled up at his house I had gotten to hang out but then we went to bed.
i told everyone that i was an exchange student and would only be there for two days. I talked too the coach about being on the team and he said i could start next game. i was so excited and happy that i got to have a payoff day. we drove down on the bus too go too the game and i told all the kids about my life in africa cause i painted myself black. they thought my stories were so cool even though they were all bull shit.
It was the summer of 2006 and, because my parents divorced when I was 5 years old, I was visiting my dad for his allotted two months in the summer. The Fourth of July has always been my stepmom, Brooklyne’s, favorite so we went down to her parents house in Montrose, Colorado. Brooklyne had planned for my step cousins to come down and we would all spend a couple days at my grandparents house. Then on the fourth we would drive down to Telluride, Colorado because they always have a huge festival on the fourth and it was only an hour and thirty minutes from my grandparents house. When we arrived at my grandparents house there was excitement in the air due to the fact that we would soon be taking the trip to Telluride.
It was a very hot summer day in Warsaw MO, we were on are way to the campground when we stopped at a gas station to get gas and drinks. We were just getting out of our truck and my dad was getting ready to put gas in our truck when someone yelled out loud were everyone could hear him, “look at that raccoon”. My family and I turned around to see the raccoon. It was a baby raccoon with its head stuck in a can going in circles in the parking lot. Poor thing it’s going to get hit or something if someone don’t help it, I thought to myself.
I went to the Capitol for five days and yes I played golf every one of those days. The first day my father and I drove down from our home in Dallas, but instead of going straight to the hotel I had to sit in on one of his business meetings. To be honest it was not as bad as I expected it. It took about an hour and then I had to shake everyone’s hand and sit up real tall as my dad advised me. After the meeting we drove down to the resort which was about 45 minutes away.
When kids are separate from their mom specially boys they fell like they are going to die. According to the book “Real Boys” by William Polla, PAD. On page 26 a boy named Roger was 7 years old when his mom signed him to a summer camp for 3 weeks. The first day he got there he didn’t like it he stared to throw up every time he eats food because he was separate from his mom. He wrote a letter saying to his mom “Dear mom I heated it here.
When I was in the third grade, my parents sat my brother and I down and announced that they were getting a divorce. Most children would have been shocked or devastated by the news, but I wasn 't; I was actually excited. Sadly, I was unaware of the trials and tribulations a divorce entails, especially one that last 8 years. When I was growing up, I never truly witnessed a “functional” marriage like that of one you might see in movie. I never saw my parents hug, kiss, hold hands, or say “I love you” to one another.