Do you remember the first time you went to camp? During the fall of 2014, I had the most aghast time at Camp Tecumseh. At camp, everybody stayed in a cabin. The cabins were filled with the same genders.…
This spring semester it has been difficult to get hours because of all the rain we have been getting. This was beneficial I feel like because you had to communicate with the Sports information people to know when you could work with the rain delays and what changes have been made. I was supposed to work baseball on April 7, but it was raining the morning of and the night before making the fields unplayable. I talked to Kendra and she told me to come back for the two o’clock Men’s Lacrosse game. I got there thirty minutes early as usual.…
This fall break was a fall break that was absolutely but on the top of my list for the most memorable breaks that ill never forget and cherish forever in my heart. My 2015 fall break kicked off with the school movie night that happened in a way that I never thought of going down. I was surprised to be the first one there when I’m always late to church. The movie that we watched was “ the Martian “ that was honestly boring and used so many big words that I’ve never heard of or even use myself. While everyone was in the movies enjoying their greasy, salty popcorn, stall candies and there watery drinks I was outside in the cold waiting with my friend carol for her friend who never showed up.…
This was the day I have been waiting for, my first football game for my middle school football team. This was one of the best moments I have had in my life. It was my time to shine and show the other team what I got. It was almost game time and we were playing Arndt Middle School. It was almost kickoff and our team got the ball first.…
On September 10,2016 I attend the very first home football game at Western Michigan University. The WMU Bronco played against the North Carolina Eagles the game so intense and the crowd lit. The final score was Bronco 70 and Eagles 21. Bronco fans could not seem to control, themselves, the group next to me was so drunk they could even stand up right. Overall , the game so fun I really felt the school spirit which made me proud to be a…
It was that time of year again. Birds were coming out of their nests and the trees were finally growing their leaves back. It was spring; which meant it was time for baseball. In the year 2013, I was only in fifth grade in the small suburb of Streamwood, Illinois. I have a small family.…
The summer between my sophomore year and junior year was a life changing period. For one, my mother and I moved to Waco, Texas, an 8-hour drive from my home of Weslaco. Along with this new address, I also had a new school. Naturally, I went to the school nearest my home, Connally High School. I didn’t know it on my first day of school, but Connally High School would become my 2nd out of 3 high schools I would attend.…
Melanie, Violet, Summer, Mark, Travis, Justin and myself, America, have been friends since freshmen year at Guelph University in Guelph Ontario, Canada. Every year we promised each other that we’d go away for reading week, but as the years went on none of us had the time or energy or money to go anywhere, we all just wanted to stay local, and sleep in the comfort of our hometown, Guelph. As senior year was approaching and the thought of all of us going our separate ways, we decided that we’d go to Montreal for the week, the number one party city in Canada since the lifestyle is very easygoing and carefree especially among the young crowd. I wasn’t that much of a partier but I figured it would be a good way to de-stress and just enjoy being 23 without having my head stuffed into a book.…
The Celebration Imagine a big white horse, tail swaying back and forth, head bobbing up and down and Larry Bright playing the best music on a piano, you have ever heard. In seventy-eight years, I hope the tradition my dad brought me to love will still be going on, but flourishing better than now. At the age of two, my parents took me to the Tennessee Walking Horse National Celebration, for the first time. Yes, I said national, in the little town that I grew up in that has more churches than bars. Where I grew up, the nicest gatherings were held in a horse arena.…
It hurt so badly. I wanted to scream but I didn’t want to scare everyone or get any attention drawn to me. Instead I started to cry while trying to text my brother. People were screaming in excitement and all I could smell was wet grass.…
A Football story Last year we had football season and I was on the middle school and high school team. It was fun being on the highschool and varsedy. I like I like to think that I was the best one out their because I was the one who would run out their to the players. It was fun going to all the football games because it was so much fun. One thing cam me going.…
I was never a sporty kid. For the majority of my childhood, my hobbies have included reading, playing video games, and other generic nerd activities. If you had asked me if I wanted to play a sport, I would have laughed at the prospect, so I surprised even myself when I answered yes to my mother’s inquiry about joining my school’s new flag football team. I worried about it for the weeks leading up to the first practice, but eventually I decided “Why not? It may end up being fun.”…
Fall in Oxford Michigan is all about high school football. Unless you happen to be in middle school which I was, then it’s about middle school football. I had never had much interest in the sport, didn’t even know half the rules, but Luke had been bugging me to join the football team that year, which was our 8th grade year. Middle school football in our county was divided into Heavy-weight and Light-weight. Heavies are anyone over 130lbs, the Lights are anyone under, and I weighed about 95lbs with sand in my shoes.…
Many of us experience a turning point in our lives that changes us forever. My life changing event occurred on a softball field, in front of my teammates and their parents. I heard a pop, dropped, and instantly felt everyone’s eyes on me. Usually I don’t mind being the center of attention, but at that time I wanted to curl into a ball and become invisible.…
The Story of An Hour is a short story by Kate Chopin written in 1894. During this time there were not many story’s written about a woman’s joy of losing her husband to gain freedom. That is exactly what this story is about. Mrs Mallard, the main character, expresses some sadness when she learns that her husband has just passed away, but then goes on to feel joy of her new found freedom of being alone. Within an hour of dealing with the death of her husband, Mrs Mallard’s husband, Brently, comes walking through the door alive and unhurt.…