Adolfo Celi

I suppose everybody makes a foolish mistake at some point in their life. For me it was playing a stupid game called “Hostage”. In this game a group of people split into two teams and then two people, “The Hostages”, from each group are blindfolded and dropped off by the opposite team, somewhere outside of town. The objective is for the hostages to figure out where they are and call their teammates to come pick them up. First team back to the chosen base wins. After a long process of arguing about who would be the hostages, me and my friend Chris volunteered for our team. Unfortunately I was one of the few people with a vehicle, which meant I had to let someone else drive me out into the country in my car. After I was blind folded and tied up, they put me in the trunk of the car with Chris. Something prodded into my side; I think it was the wrench I had left in there after changing my oil. I thought the trunk of my car was rather large until I was forced to share it with another person. We spent almost half an hour being bounced around in my car, clueless of what was going on around me. Just when I got to the point where I thought I could not stand being confined to this small, damp place any longer, the car stopped. I could hear and feel the tires spinning and the smell of fresh mud began to seep into the trunk, so I discerned that we had gotten stuck somewhere. I was hoping they would let us out to help push and forget about this…

A Bad Encounter At this point in my life I had just turned 19 and was working at Tractor Supply. It was Friday and my night off when I received a phone call from work. It was Emily, the cashier that was working that night. She said that something had been delivered with my name on it and I needed to pick it up. She wouldn’t tell me what it was. So I good-bye to all of my friends and went into work When I walked through the door, on the counter was a bouquet roses. They were bright yellow and hot…

One summer morning I was sitting watching T.V. when my phone lit up. It was my friend Nick he wanted to know if i wanted to hangout with him and my other friends Cam and Thomas downtown. “sure,” I texted back. that afternoon we met up at Nicks and started to pack up our longboards and skateboards then headed in to town. we reached down town and started to unpack our boards in the back of a Tim Hortons. We skated at different spots in town like in front of this restaurant but they told us to…

Exposition: Bonding time, or the last time you ever spent time with someone is a thing that is usually thought about being things such as a sports games, family game night, vacations or something of the sort. My experience of this, though, is a little out of the ordinary: killing and getting shot. Now, let me explain, by killing I don’t me people, I mean deer...kind of. I thought it would just be a day of typical hunting in the great Schuyler county woods with my dad, cousin, and his dad. This…

Throughout much of the second World War, Argentina and Germany maintained a fairly civil relationship despite numerous bouts of tension. This amicable relationship was likely due to the vast amount of German immigrants present in Argentina; however, after increased pressure from the United States and the country’s concern regarding the rising popularity of pro-nazism primarily amongst its German residents, Argentina broke its ties with Germany and pledged its loyalty to the Allies. Argentinian…

It was a humid morning in the “Escuela Secundaria General #1 Lic. Adolfo Lopez Mateos.” I was sitting in my classroom, talking to my friends: Santos, Pedro, Alejandro, Eduardo, and Carlos. It all started as the usual Monday morning. Our principal chooses a random classroom and the teacher of that classroom chooses the kids to speak in the “Ceremonia de Honores.” As I talked to my friends, the principal walked in looking for kids to speak in the ceremony. Our teacher walked to us and said, “si…