It was the last inning in our all-star game, and we were losing 10 to 8. Our team had 2 outs and we couldn’t get the third. Our pitcher was doing bad, throwing all balls, while all of us in the field were tired, ready to fall asleep at any moment. There goes another walk. They score again.
Meet my Jazz band. This is a picture of us in New Orleans my junior year during spring break to play Jazz. I decided upon this picture because this band has had such a profound impact on how I frame my future. My connection with music through the piano has been fostered ever since I could reach those shiny black and white collection of keys. Starting at the age of four, playing the classical music of Mozart and Bach was what my musical background was founded upon, with tangible medals and accomplishments as achievements.
Whenever my mom has company at her house, guests always ask about the plaque that hangs in the living room on the wall. It reads Championship Mvp, 14-0 season, Jonesboro Wildcats. My mom always smiles and says, “Ask Markus about it.” I don’t mind telling people about the championship game. It is after all one of my fondest memories playing sports.
Over the summer I traveled to Tennessee to see my cousins. The day we arrived, we visited Lake Winnie, an amusement park with tons of rides with a water park. It was a joyful day. That day I went on the first roller coaster I 've ever been on. While walking nervously up the steps to get into line with my cousin, I felt the adrenaline rushing through my body, and I felt very anxious.
As I peer through the thick smoke, reminding myself why I chose to come in the first place, I see a half dead man on the floor- begging for water. We don’t have enough food or clothes. There are very few of us left to fight against the redcoats. Even though on some days we are cheerful, we are starving and freezing. I am wondering if I should re-enlist or go back home.
One day Garret and I were going to one of the soccer game to watch our friends play soccer. We were watching the game and we noticed that Zach wasn 't having good sportsmanship and started to trip Jody. Then we saw Jody fall and everyone started to laugh and Jodys knees were all scraped up and he was in a lot of pain. The coach called out west in and he said that Zach did it. Zach came over to the coach and realized that he was going to be kicked of the team for having bad sportsmanship.
Just Another Day in Boonsboro It was just another day in Boonsboro, Maryland. I drove on 34 like I do every day. I saw the same police officer parked at the edge of the police station attempting to scare citizens into slowing down. I drove through the narrow streets full of quaint townhouses and came to a stop at one of the three stoplights in our town.
Last weekend I had to drive to savanna Illinois to a tiny city named Hanover. Me and my grandpa were driving there to pick up family to come over and spend time with us. It is a hour drive. The drive was not that bad, except for the drive back because the kids in the back were being really annoying, but they were really exited because they don’t get away from home much. On the way there we picked up donuts which were very delightful.
This year during college summer break, my friends planned a trip to Dallas, TX to visit the place, where former US President “John F Kennedy was assassinated. President Kennedy was shot dead on November 22,1963 by Lee Harvey, Oswald. Dallas is a three-hour long drive from Houston, TX. All of us were excited for this trip. The trip was a success as for all of us it was a learning experience, as we visited the historical landmark of US history which has influenced us all.
It’s fun to not go the way that the rest of the world is going. I enjoy forming my own way in this world, even if I do get weird looks for it. I like to be out of place, the stoic, the outcast, the weird kid. It gives me the opportunity to be as crazy as I wish and still get away with it. There is an event or style that defines every generation, but that’s not always the best thing, for example Woodstock or Y2K, and I do not want to be remembered as a part of that fad.
Packing my bags’, knowing a sign that reads “Welcome to Branson” will soon be in front of my eyes, is one of my favorite traditions’. The Isch family only takes this trip every three years, so when I find out that we are going to take the trip, I always get enthusiastic. The consistent hum of tires racing across the road, and the warm sun shining through the windows is enough to generate eyelid’s fall. Before I know it, I am getting shook awake from my brother, either Daniel or Brandon, who is telling me, “We are almost there.” Eyelids’ pop open as we look out the window at the hills and valleys.
I'm exploring various areas for retirement, which presently includes Raleigh/Durham, and possibly Asheville, for visits up to six months of the year. Hopefully, I will be lucky to meet acquaintances who are similar in age who are willing to connect without the need for a rushed relationship. I would like to settle down but I am realistic and will admit that I am careful. I am hopeful for a mature commitment in the future. An important aspect is flexibility as my lifestyle involves travel, which is unavoidable.
Hello Scott, Hoping that you are doing fine and well. Its spring here and the weather is getting better. Aleesha is growing up so fast but it only seems like yesterday that she was born. I was planning to be in Fayetteville after the Atlanta Poultry Expo and was wondering if you were available during that time? I would like to catch up with you if possible between Friday 29th January and Monday 1st February before I fly back to Auckland.
Children who worship with there parents and their mentors have a greater appreciation for the church service. They want to participate the best they can, remember they have short attention spans. So upbeat music and children teaching times place an important role. When children are in corporate worship they seem to have a better understanding of the stories and the lessons we teach them. They ask many questions and can recall things form the sermon we may have forgot.
Paradise Paradise. That word sounds so exciting and peaceful. And let me tell you it is. I went to North Carolina in the summer of 2013. It was a long time ago