and I kick him right into the gut, he tries to get back up, and I hit him again, and he tries to get up again, and I hit him again. Scott is a punching bag. I hit him a few times and I left and told him some stuff I don't remember saying. His ribs, that felt like a rock because he is so skinny, hurted my hand a lot.…
In many ways, individuals often struggle against their fears. The time I experienced this was when I used to ride steers a couple summers ago. It was a hot July day and my dad and I had just finished helping my Rodeo queen sister get ready for carrying flags to start off the rodeo. After when we walked over to the stands to get ready for their riding, I was gearing up to ride one of those beasts they call steers, thinking I was going to get killed.…
Technology has developed so much over the years that we have relied on it so much. Technology is used in pretty much everything we use nowadays. Living in a neighborhood was the greatest advantage, but having kids the same age as I was even better. There was never a time we weren't outside: rain, shine, snow, miserably cold, or even scorchingly hot. There was 4 of us: 3 girls and 1 guy, all around the same age.…
“Mia can you go walk A field and the corral?” my supervisor asked over the walkie-talkie as I finished bringing in fifteen excited dogs from group play. By this point I had already walked more than a dozen dogs, fed half the kennel, and taken out over a hundred dogs for one of their daily outings. I was exhausted and now I had to pick up a field full of dog feces.…
I have been through so many experiences that have shaped me into the person I am today. However, there is one experience in particular that moved me in ways I can hardly put into words. My freshman year of high school, I was given the opportunity to join the Klondike FFA Milk Quality Career Development Event team. Studying and competing in this event led me to develop a fighting hunger for winning. Halfway through my first year, I realized that I did not like to lose.…
One “Aaaaaaaaaahhhh!” a high pitched voice screamed in fright. Prentice and Mr. Forkle turned outside. “Who was that?” Prentice asked, but the answer came as quickly as the words.…
The trips were unplanned, as I have traveled to 13 different countries in four continents of the world. At least that was something to brag about after returning home from six years of military service. I would talk about these moments in a heartbeat when topics related to travel surface in conversations. Remembering and reliving those moments brings great fulfillment. Usually, there's a moment in life where I experience home in places I've visited.…
In spite of the implications related to fasting, it has aided my to development to becoming a disciplined individual. As an attentive individuals, most endeavors I take come with an integrated beneficial factor such as health factors. Fasting for the month of Ramadan was an outlet to to becoming an introspective individual as it allowed me to be contemplative about the choices I make regarding the readily access to food and its effects. Unlike most endeavors, I did not succeed in fasting. Instead of focusing on the act of completing the fast, I put more importance on the lessons I learned from it.…
The wind was blowing, my attention jumping from my map to steering the canoe. I was certain I was leading the right way. Or was I? I felt conflicting emotions; according to my map, I was on course, however my team seemed to think otherwise. I felt like I lost control.…
During my senior year of High School, I have dealt with a negative educational experience that has changed my life to this day. In the month of November of 2014, I was waiting for an acceptance letter from Stockton University hopefully to obtain a career in Occupational Therapy. Throughout High School I became an excellent student having a 3.9 GPA, attending various amounts of community service, and was a varsity player for lacrosse and cheerleading. While completing these accomplishments, I have dealt with a major health issue that has impacted my life. Unfortunately, my hopes of getting into the school was shattered.…
In small-town Mississippi, I was always taught that being Conservative was the only way to be and that thinking any other way would go completely against my religion. That being said for the majority of my life I believed I was a Republican until I turned 16 and realized that I agree with very little of what Conservatives do. I now consider myself to be an Independent who leans liberal and the thought of changing my views is pretty unfathomable at this point. However, if I really had to contemplate doing that I would have to consider my few objections to the typical view of Liberals, and that would mostly have to deal with my thoughts on abortion.…
When I wrote this essay I was in my new home, my door room. I often refer to my dorm as my house, which my friends despise but I do it anyways. I always say “Want to come over to my house?”. Writing this essay in my new house allowed me to reflect back to my old house in Rotterdam. The physical setting that I was in made me feel extremely nostalgic for my old room at home that I shared with my little sister.…
The first time I had a phone I was in elementary school, and had it for about 2 years. Then as life moved on, and events took place, I was not allowed to have one, and did not have one for almost two years. When I was in fourth or fifth grade I was allowed to have another one and kept it until the sixth grade. My dog had torn it apart, and because of financial reasons, there was only one phone in the house, between three people, and it was a old slide up phone. Not a touch screen…
Once you you get into a habit of doing something every day it is really had to pull yourself away. Technology has become a major part in our lives and we can not help it because it is everywhere and everyone uses it. It is how we communicate and work and to go without it for a while could end up hurting us. As I sat up in my bed I saw the glaring sun while it started to peek through the curtains.…
Her Thoughts It''s the end of the 2015 summer vacation for the new nineth graders in West Virginia. April, a new nineth grader was a mix of emotions as the summer came to an erupt stop. She wanted to see her best friend Dezi, she also wanted to see her other best friend Devin. April ,and Devin had dated before ,and when they broke up nothing really changed, they were still best friends. Over the summer April ,and Devin had been talking off Aprils granpas Facebook.…