When I was in elementary school, I spent a portion of my free time creating. I would play with Lego (small interlocking building blocks) for hours, alone or with friends. I also enjoyed making sand castles in my backyard, or at the beach close to my home. My lunch and recess breaks would be consumed by various games of tag, typically Manhunt. Another activity that I loved to do was to visit the petting zoo. I had a membership at Maplewood petting zoo, and my Mom would often take me to look at the farm animals and pet the goats. For this “Play like a Kid” assignment, I chose to visit a petting zoo.
On a sunny Thursday afternoon, my girlfriend and I biked down to the Beacon Hill Children’s Farm. I was not looking forward to this excursion. The last time I had been near a farm animal was a decade ago. I thought the farm animals were going to smell awful, and I was worried there were going to be obnoxious children running around. After getting slightly lost on the commute there, we arrived at the farm. I donated to the farm and received a goat stamp on the back of my hand, akin what I did years ago. We did a tour of the farm, beginning with pigs, and puppies, then Alpacas and sheep, and finally: baby goats.
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It was a breezy, and clear night. From the top, I could see most of the city, with views of the ocean and surrounding mountains with a beautiful sky above them. At the parking lot on the summit, there were two massive tour buses parked. One for a random tour group and another from a senior’s home. These buses filled half the parking lot. The other half was filled with cars of people who drove up with takeout fast food, who stayed in their cars to watch the sunset. I witnessed one man getting out his car to take a single photo, and then immediately return to his seat. After watching the sunset for 20 minutes, I decided to take the long route back
On a sunny Thursday afternoon, my girlfriend and I biked down to the Beacon Hill Children’s Farm. I was not looking forward to this excursion. The last time I had been near a farm animal was a decade ago. I thought the farm animals were going to smell awful, and I was worried there were going to be obnoxious children running around. After getting slightly lost on the commute there, we arrived at the farm. I donated to the farm and received a goat stamp on the back of my hand, akin what I did years ago. We did a tour of the farm, beginning with pigs, and puppies, then Alpacas and sheep, and finally: baby goats.
The goat pen …show more content…
It was a breezy, and clear night. From the top, I could see most of the city, with views of the ocean and surrounding mountains with a beautiful sky above them. At the parking lot on the summit, there were two massive tour buses parked. One for a random tour group and another from a senior’s home. These buses filled half the parking lot. The other half was filled with cars of people who drove up with takeout fast food, who stayed in their cars to watch the sunset. I witnessed one man getting out his car to take a single photo, and then immediately return to his seat. After watching the sunset for 20 minutes, I decided to take the long route back