So I was sitting there and Chavez was doing his stretches. His Fresno State flag on the ground, and I was just waiting for the game to start. It was Tuesday afternoon and Chavez was scheduled to be one of our refs for soccer. Yes, it had to be Chavez. After his five minute stretching session, he stood up and started doing jumping jacks.…
San Antonio Escapade By Kirstine Arcayan This summer I went to a percentage of places and did a bunch of things. I will tell you what I have done this amazing summer in San Antonio, Texas. Moreover, I visited San Antonio with my family and some of my friends.…
When i was in 1st grade and i was 6 years old i had just came from golden corral with my brother,2 sisters,my mom, and her new boyfriend,we were headed home,but we needed some gas so we stop for some gas and some snacks, our mom new boyfriend bought for himself but then shared with us so after he got done pumping the gas we went home my mom said no more candy because it was past our bedtime but, when we got in the house my mom was pulling in the truck and we went inside to go to bed but my mom´s boyfriend gave us some candy anyways when we got in the house we ran up stairs and hurried up and ate the candy and put on our pajamas for bed once my mom got up stairs we were in the bed but then, that did not last long once my mom went back downstairs…
The anticipation rises as the best week of my summer is around the corner. As we pack up the car the excitement is contagious. Going back to a place I consider home, the memories of laughs and adventures flood in from past years. From the lake to the Olympic Center, the times spent in Lake Placid have opened up a part of myself that otherwise I would not have found.…
When we moved back to Los Fresnos, my mom would take my brother and I to the library in the summer at the beginning of my sixth grade year. I remember the first time my mother took my brother and I to the library. The long rows of bookshelves were a true sight to behold. In that instant, it was as if my mom read my mind. “Now, let’s go get you two your first library card.”…
A mixture of mud, blood, and dust coated our bodies; to my left and right, cannonballs flew at us. Though we knew not how or when we were going to succeed, we just knew that we had to succeed. Every hardship I had gone through had led to this moment, every hardship I went through had made me become this person. I am Lafayette, and if socialising, sailing the terrifying sea, and living in Valley Forge couldn't shake me, then no British army would.…
Marana, Arizona- it was a hot summer in 1982, surrounded by desert sands, cactus and Palo Verde trees where two young children of a ranch hand whose curiosity guided them on their lessons in freedom. The morning sun rises and a warm breeze is in the air, the horses are saddled and ready for the new day adventure. A refreshed brown and tan Quarter horse named Ms. Barb is waiting patiently for me, and a paint Palomino horse named ironically Paint is waiting for my brother, Mark. We will rise up to mount on the horses back and venture into the desert for today’s exploration.…
I was born in Las Cruces, New Mexico and I moved to Jacksonville, Florida. This was a challenging time in my life because I had to get used to Florida's environment , its culture, and its people. New Mexico's environment is dry and hot. When you stand outside you can fee the sun beam on your skin, an the surrounding air is warm. There's mountains and desert landscapes.…
I've lived in the Rio Grande Valley my whole life. Ever since I could remember, I had never been outside these valley roads. I had always dreamed about what a vacation would be like. I ustheir ed to have friends all the time tell me about their trips to San Antonio, Houston, and Florida , just to name a few. I came from a lower class family of five so a vacation was never an option for us.…
One of the first things I remember about going on that trip is looking down at my feet and thinking that I would die if I fell. I was nine and very light-headed at the time. It was the winter of 2009 and one of the first times I had ever gone to Colorado. The drive there took about 6 hours from our house so you can imagine my excitement at finally getting out of the car as an inpatient nine-year-old. We were renting a small two story log cabin with a hot tub on the second- floor balcony from a family that had a winter home somewhere in Florida.…
In 1967, my great grandmother settled in San Francisco from Nicaragua, a small country in Central America. The atmosphere of San Francisco at this time was one of acceptance and peace, stemming from the Summer of Love and the Haight-Ashbury culture. Coming from a poverty-stricken country, and having visited before, the Bay Area was an opportunity for a new life, better conditions, and job possibilities not available at home. Unfortunately, lack of a basic education and understanding of American culture hindered her opportunity to obtain legitimate employment. California offered her the opportunity to utilize her entrepreneurial skills and start her own bakery after a fews years of settling in the city.…
Two thousand five hundred eighty-seven. I could take an eight-hour flight or a casual thirty-seven-hour drive, but no matter what, I am still two thousand five hundred eighty-seven miles away from my home in New Haven, Connecticut. Being a college freshman, trying to juggle class, homework, projects, studying, sleeping, eating, and athletics; finding the travel time to go home is an almost impossible task. Add in the cost of the $600 flights round trip and there is no chance a student can go visit home when they feel a little homesick. I on the other hand had never even fathomed being homesick from the frozen tundra I called home.…
My 3rd trip to California was probably the best time of my life. My family and I went last year during spring break. We took a 16 hour drive to our hotel, which had a bunk bed where I got to sleep top bunk. That night we got the best Domino’s pizza I ever had.…
As the years lingered my path to self-discovery commenced. Day by day putting a piece of the puzzle together, destined to complete it. But my endeavors became unbearable, forcing me into an ultimatum. Compelling me to choose…
I’ve always believed that the roads lead to my destiny were shaped through the difficulties and failures I faced. The mistakes I made, the lessons I learned, and the actions I took must be the first brick in my wall of success. A successful future and a fruitful career obviously belong to those who are willing to work hard with strong passion and dare to fail. Thereupon, I am confident that my academic background and my fierce desire will lead me on to the road of my destiny.…