The speaker from PreMedical Ms.Schnarre, I was not interested in any of the things that this major had to offer. I have never been interested in PreMedical. Will probably not want to pursue any kind of job in this of work. Even though the opportunities seem interesting, the money was with my interest. I would not want to take a different direction that I am already headed.…
The Hunted I didn’t know who I was. I woke up next to a bunch of muddy kids. They all smelled like they haven't showered in weeks. There was two twins, a chubby kid, and probably the skinniest kid I’ve ever seen. Then I realized I smelled just like them.…
Every once in a while, one will say to themselves, I should have stayed in bed! On this weekend, this would become too true! Since our group hiked for years together, we always looked forward to spending the weekend together. You know to tell our stories over and over again! Our destination started at the Seven Pines Trail Head and we were headed to Siberia Creek Campsite.…
Leaves and twigs crunch with each step against the hard, gravel floor. Tall, sturdy trees towered along either sides of the path, the canopies forming a gentle arc, almost as though they were cradling me. A very slight breeze whisks through, a few branches swaying to the melody of the wind. The humidity would be unbearable, if not for the occasional whiff of wind that caresses my skin.…
As a child growing up in Rhode Island, the smallest state in the Union, the idea of a vast planet brimming with civilization and culture was more like something out of a fairy tale than it was reality. So, when my father announced that we would be leaving the country to go to Scotland, the home of his and my ancestors, my world began to expand at a rapid pace. This trip could not have been timed more perfectly. The summer of 2007 marked the end of fourth grade, my first year at Saint Mary Academy Bay View.…
Here is the story of the time I learned to hike a steep hill and learned to belay, a crazy day. It was humid in my house so when my friend Isabella M. asked if I would go hiking with her family on Hise MTN. , I obviously said yes, it would be my first time hiking. I packed a backpack and begun the walk to her house. We hopped into a car and began the drive to the mountain.…
In today's society the average person goes through high school, then repeats the cycle through college, gets their degree and goes out into the “real world”. They meet someone, have a family and move out to the suburbs. That is the path that most americans take throughout their long journey in life. Contradictory to that some of the wealthiest people took the risk of taking their own path and profited very well from it. “Have the courage to follow your own heart and intuition” (Steve Jobs).…
My father has been in the military for 30 years. His career has taken him and my family, to every corner of the world. The Air Force is a demanding career path to choose; often the spouse is left with the full weight of the chores to be done on the home front. During the course of my upbringing these duties were, in part, delegated to my sisters and I. While we never experienced “a life of almost tropical idleness’ (CITATION) like the children of Jane Smiley, we became effective and efficient members of our house hold. We learned to respect our house and our family.…
I excelled in classes I was interested in but would just hope for the best and assume I would get by in the others. Often I was enrolled in multiple honors courses and remedial courses simultaneously. I wasn’t concerned, however; college already seemed off the table due to financial considerations. Although it didn’t work for my sisters, this approach worked for me. It seemed that dumb luck and chance managed to get me through high school.…
The Woods are my Escape A week ago I was walking through the Mills River section of Pisgah Forest. I was hot, sweaty and dirty. The over grown grass on the trail made my legs itch and the constant threat of ticks and mosquitoes had me checking my legs every five minutes and swatting the air every five seconds. By the time I left the state park I was tired, hungry, and in need of a shower. And I couldn't wait to get back into the woods.…
The Molding Tree How are we molded into the people we’re becoming? Do we wake up one day and decide that we hate biological warfare? Does someone program our minds to be decisionless machines until a specific day when everything makes sense? From the time we take our first breaths, until the time we lay down on our deathbed, our minds are being molded into new shapes and ideas. We aren’t shaped by the thick plaster they use to mold clay- no, our minds are much too complicated for that.…
This is shown by my choice to take Advance Placement Physics in tenth grade, Advanced Placement Biology in my senior year (despite the fact my school did not offer the class or have a biology teacher), and choosing to take two math classes in ninth grade so I can take Calculus AB in junior year and then Calculus BC in Senior…
1. Growing up, my view of the environment was a conflicting mix of connection and disconnection. I was home-schooled for most of my elementary and high school years and for many of these years my family and I lived next to an evergreen forest—it was my extended classroom. I came to love this forest. I could see myself as a creature interdependent upon nature as described in the New Ecological Paradigm (Dunlap, pg. 333).…
Word count: 640 The Weeping Willow Tree My tree was down the hill from my grandparent’s house in North Carolina. The tree I called mine was a gigantic weeping willow. It was my place to where I could be alone, where reality could be left behind, and where I could daydream. This massive weeping willow tree was my private place where I could be all alone.…
Life in the Garden My life before Coriander was bleak, living in this lonely world; I was surrounded by countless possibilities and my endless thoughts of the future. Just a mere few summers old, I remember sitting in the garden with my mother eating biscuits and discussing what path my life would take. Of course, neither one of us knew but we hadn’t a care in the world, for I was a small boy with a life full of happiness waiting for me around the corner. If only I was brave enough to take a peek… It hadn't always been all sunshine and fairies, there was a time that I couldn't help but feel sad, for each passing day – as the sun made its appearance and said goodbye – there was something holding me back, this invisible force, which I couldn't…