Sirens blared as we raced across the Sahara on horseback. Reins gripped tightly in our hands, we were flying. That summer, I was Indiana Jones rescuing Marion Ravenwood. Nothing could stop us. Then suddenly the sounds of the sirens transformed into an all too familiar whistle—it was Dad calling me home for dinner. The next great Jones adventure was put on hold as I tugged the shoelace that doubled as reins and turned my bike towards home.
“Until tomorrow Ravenwood,” I nodded with the tilt of my pink cowgirl hat.
“Until tomorrow,” my ten-year-old heroine replied.
While growing up, our adventures were limitless. Whether climbing Mount Everest on the community association wall or walking the plank in the middle of the Pacific (otherwise …show more content…
My imagination fuels my ambition to discover and problem solve even the most seemingly unattainable feats; having scaled Mount Everest makes any Biology exam a little less daunting. I went from acting out my imagination to using pen and paper to capture my dreams and aspirations. My ever-growing, ever-changing “Dream Journal” currently holds hundreds of pages of my goals and ideas and serves as a creative outlet for my mind’s work. Nothing compares to the feelings of accomplishment after executing a regional-wide event like “Happening 74”, starting a new club like “Operation Smile”, or acing an English paper on Z, especially when creative solutions are based on plans derived from within my imagination.
Given life’s uncertainties, my imagination ignites my passion for learning and moving forward into a promising future - one full of opportunities waiting to be grabbed by an eager learner who craves adventure and sees no boundaries. Having already journeyed around the world from the confines of my backyard, imagination is my inspiration for an innovative future beyond those four gated walls. Children are said to be best at utilizing their imaginations because of their open minds and never-failing spirits. Although we all grow up, we all have the capability to choose when to stop dreaming—and I’m just not finished
“Until tomorrow Ravenwood,” I nodded with the tilt of my pink cowgirl hat.
“Until tomorrow,” my ten-year-old heroine replied.
While growing up, our adventures were limitless. Whether climbing Mount Everest on the community association wall or walking the plank in the middle of the Pacific (otherwise …show more content…
My imagination fuels my ambition to discover and problem solve even the most seemingly unattainable feats; having scaled Mount Everest makes any Biology exam a little less daunting. I went from acting out my imagination to using pen and paper to capture my dreams and aspirations. My ever-growing, ever-changing “Dream Journal” currently holds hundreds of pages of my goals and ideas and serves as a creative outlet for my mind’s work. Nothing compares to the feelings of accomplishment after executing a regional-wide event like “Happening 74”, starting a new club like “Operation Smile”, or acing an English paper on Z, especially when creative solutions are based on plans derived from within my imagination.
Given life’s uncertainties, my imagination ignites my passion for learning and moving forward into a promising future - one full of opportunities waiting to be grabbed by an eager learner who craves adventure and sees no boundaries. Having already journeyed around the world from the confines of my backyard, imagination is my inspiration for an innovative future beyond those four gated walls. Children are said to be best at utilizing their imaginations because of their open minds and never-failing spirits. Although we all grow up, we all have the capability to choose when to stop dreaming—and I’m just not finished