How Did I Spent My Summer Vacation Essay

Introduction I was five years old, lying in bed with my mom when she felt something kicking at her legs. She assumed it was me and groggily told me to stop. I was not kicking her. She screamed, jumped out of bed, and a bat flew out of the blanket and swooped around the room, My uncle was eventually able to catch the bat, but I still remember the black flying terror in my house. Two years ago, I was not thinking much about my eagle project. I knew I wanted to be an eagle scout, it just seemed…

the world. This summer I received that chance. In May of 2015 my mom told me, “We are going to see Ben and Samantha, “my Aunt and Uncle in the Dominican Republic. At first I was opposed to going, but as time went on I grew more and more excited about going on the trip. By June, everything was finalized and I was leaving to the Dominican Republic! On June 8th at 10:00 a.m., the American Airline airbus A320 lifted out of Sunport International Airport. My mom, sister, brother, and I flew to…

students were able to coast through schooling with zero effort. The content of the public school curriculum and the time spent on education had to been reformed. At my high school we went to school from 7:35am till 2:53pm, five days a week (making exceptions for holidays). We got about two to three weeks off for winter break and a little over two months off for summer vacation. Reagan’s “A Nation at Risk” suggested that schools in the 80s, increase the school day, school year, and the…

here in my apartment. I’ve uncorked a bottle of wine and prepared pasta with pecorino cheese and sausage for dinner. I pour two glasses of wine while he talks of how great it felt to drive the coast route. Something he hasn’t done in a while. And that he would have arrived earlier. Except Emese insisted to fix breakfast, and while eating, initiate him into the art of writing a screenplay. After dinner, we walk to the beach. “You seem different here.” he says, “Happier than in Berkeley.” “I am.…

Creeping down the stairs at seven in the morning, quietly unlocking the door that leads onto the back porch, I get up to take in the sun rising over the ocean, watching it rise for the first and last time of the day. Draped around me like armor is my blanket, and clutched tightly in hand is my shield, which is the novel that I am currently reading. I sit on the porch for an hour, before I hear my friend stumbling down the stairs still trying to wipe away the sleep still in her eyes. She walks…

reflection, something I am not too particularly good at. I rarely take the time to reply think about myself and how I am doing in the big picture, which has gotten me in trouble more than once. I find myself trying to keep myself so busy that I can’t focus on myself, even if it is unhealthy. I work full time at the local hospital as a Certified Nursing Assistant, and I just finished my Emergency Medical Technician Certification this past semester (CNA). Before coming to the hospital I worked 5…

Even though it’s been many decades since I was a young child, my bum remains sore from all the time spent sitting on the unpadded oak benches that populate many rural churches, most of those churches being Baptist, or a derivative thereof. And as psychologists have shown, it’s these early childhood years in which our basic personality is formed, “We remain recognizably the same person … it does follow us wherever we go across time and contexts.” (Nave as cited by livescience.com 2010). Our…

Hardcore Law Breaking What would I have done if I got arrested with Mr. Lutman and Sam? I don’t really know, it would have been hard to call my mom because she had to work that day, and there is no way I would call my dad. Anyways, there should have been a lot more people there; my friend Ariana was going to come and drive her friends Erin and Neca, but her junky car broke down, so it was just us. I think I would have been less worried if there were more of us, because of the safety of numbers…

academic interests? Ever since I was in middle school, I have always had a great love for programming. The power of computer…

For this interview, I spoke with my dad’s mom, Julie Johnson, about her high school life. She was a student from 1971-1975. I thought it would be fun to see what it was like to be someone my age over 40 years ago. And it was very interesting! I liked getting to learn more about a different time period from someone who lived through it. We will be discussing your high school life. Where did you go to school, and what was your school like? I went to school at Central Lyon in Rock Rapids. The…