Baseball is what many call “America’s Pastime”. It is the game that never fails to bring me from the highest highs to the lowest lows. The second that you think you are the best, the game will humble you. When you are at a loss for confidence, you will do something amazing that will turn your game around. Nothing beats the smell of the spring air, the dirty pants, the laughs with teammates and the glory of winning.
My time with my childhood friend Lucille went all too quickly. Our first days of hiking were harried as we rushed to continue on schedule. Lu and I reminisced, as we always do, about our teenage misdeeds and wonderful times spent together throughout our friendship.
The American experience is not unfamiliar to me, I have been visiting America since I was a child and as a child I always wanted to move to America. My first visit here I fell in love with the culture specifically the freedom of expression. However the opportunity did not emerge for me to move to America legitimately and as promising young child, I did not want to damage my future by moving to a country illegally where I could not live to my full potential. I stayed in Jamaica and I completed my University education as a registered nurse and had become comfortable with my life in Jamaica. I started working the spring of 2013 and upon receival of my first paycheck, I was reminded that this is not the place I wanted to be.
Friday night lights is something that you can not overrate. It’s the thing that keeps you going, and the night that wakes you up every single morning. When I was a little kid, friday night football was something that I was almost scared to be a part of. I was just a small little kid, and i’d see all of our football players walking to the shed.
I enjoyed her spunk. We always woke up expecting surprises and had adventures daily. Dorothy always allowed me to sleep in her tiny bed. She would gently rub my belly every night until I fell asleep. As long as we were together, it didn’t matter where we were; we made the best of it.
Even though I thoroughly enjoyed this book, there was one particular thing I would change. Instead of having organized her chapters to follow a traditional plot, Ellen seemed to have randomly ordered the series of events that occurred throughout the book. What I mean by this, is that there was no distinct flow to the story. It was mostly just a big clump of jumbled events. With this, I would sometimes get confused and lose interest in sections of the book.
I was born on August 16, 1996. My mother has always told me that she knew I would be an impatient person: not only did I come a week early, there were only three hours between her water breaking and hearing my first cries. I was born into a somewhat poor family, but we always had enough to scrape by. A lot of people look back on their childhoods fondly, but I’m afraid I can’t say the same.
To say that I love The Office would be an understatement. I have watched the full television series around seven times, and only find myself falling more in love with the characters as time goes on. One character that has always specifically stood out to me is Pam Beesly. Pam goes through a monumental period of self realization, truly discovering herself throughout the show’s plot line. I can relate to her on many levels and thoroughly enjoy watching her character development play out.
When I was three years old my mother decided it would be best for us to move to America so we could have better and safer lives. Before I started school, I was sheltered from American culture. I could barely speak English, I only knew hispanic songs, and I only ate “Mexican food.” By the time school started, I felt like an outsider, everyone was speaking in a foreign language and eating odd foods, I felt out of place. It wasn’t until third grade when I began to feel like I was part of my classmates.
“Are you ready, kids?” The animated pirate on the flat screen T.V. boomed. The house was ringing with the television show, SpongeBob Square-Pants. I was in the living room, along with my Aunt Shannon, my Aunt Jessie, and my Nana. My family was really just a bunch of children; watching SpongeBob isn’t regular for a family without a small child.
The Full House family is back in Fuller House and fans spent the entire weekend binge watching the show. Now Jodie Sweetin, who plays Stephanie Tanner, is speaking out about how she was really close to the people on the show. To Jodie they were more than just co-workers, but were actually her family. E! Online shared what Jodie Sweetin had to say about how close she is to the people from this show.
With a grimacing look on my face and my hands numbed behind my back wrapped in tighten handcuffs , I was heading to Polk County jail. The blond haired spring-chicken rookie police officer missed the first turn but we were surely on our way towards Bartow ,Fl stopping 2 miles away we stopped at what he called a subdivision located in Inwood Florida prepared for the consequences, i held my head high walking into the rather redundant, freezing Shrieff’s office while I was being searched and stripped of my shoes and socks I noticed a rugged filth stench in the air gruesome like a middle school bathroom but it all honesty that was the very least of my worries. Afterwards I was put in a temporary cell with some fellow freshly booked inmates you could
This for Jim literally talks about the ice wall he is about to scale and how unstable it is. Any decision he makes even ones that looks good on the surface could result in him falling. This blurb means a lot to me personally. While i may not be scaling a wall but i have had similar experience both physcially and mentally.
From the moment I stepped past through the set of large, orange colored, double doors into the exhibit hall floor I knew it was everything I had ever dreamed it would be. The first thing I laid my eyes on was a blue and white poster that stretched from end to end titled "Welcome Nerds! To PLANET COMIC-CON! " If you can imagine the smell in the air was a mix of excitement and the overwhelming passion for pop culture. Over the past few months, my friends and I recently made the bold decision to embark on an unforgettable adventure like never before.
The Arrest – Personal narrative As a theatre practitioner for ten years, my main focuses has always been performing for a particular audience and leaving the stage with no intentions of attachments and effects. Fox (1994) in Johnson and Emunah (2009) states that playback’s attention to process, inclusivity, well- being of the performer as well as the audience makes it different from other forms of familiar forms of theatre in which artistic success of the production is the ultimate goal tha matters (p445). This means that the stories that I had been performing had nothing to do with how the audience members reacted to them, but it was just for entertainment.
