Canoe

alone because the manager said that if you ride alone, you’ll go faster. I took the paddle and sat down. Then, my aunt pushed my canoe into the lake and I was off into the lake. I could already feel the blood rushing through my body and my heart beating faster. I swung the paddle in and out of the water and slowly started to pick up speed, until a loud CRASH! My canoe slammed into my cousin’s paddleboat. “Hey watch it!” She…

and my journal. I hadn’t gotten into a fight with my family, not at all. I just craved the adventure of going out onto the lake all alone. When i was finally satisfied with the distance i had gone i stopped. I laid back on the sturdy bottom of the canoe and gazed up at the sky bathed in stars. I could have stayed like that for hours but unfortunately it was time i had to head back to the shore. I needed at least a little bit of sleep tonight. That was when i heard the first knock. At first i…

in the canoe. He killed a pig wondering in the woods and covered the cabin with blood. Huck was making the cabin look as if someone had robbed, killed, and took his body alone with him. He dragged a bag full of rocks from the cabin and stopped at the river. Huck made it look like the killer took his body and threw it in the river. Once it was dark outside Huck got into the canoe and sailed towards Jackson Island. Just as Huck was sailing away, Pap was returning home. When Pap passed the canoe,…

“You, in the yellow shirt, yes, you, come over here and help me get this canoe in the water!” “Ok,” I said. Me and the bus driver/canoe (who drove us to the river guy) both picked up the canoe and put it in the water. Then me and my dad jumped in the canoe and waited for the others. After that, the old man dragged the kayak into the river and my grandpa’s friend Rich jumped in. Then the old bus driver got Liam and Rich to drag it in and then we could start off on our adventure. Me…

with newfound vigor. He paddled for all those years he had been beaten, abused, worked, dehumanized, enslaved, mistreated, and tortured. He paddled with so much virility that he flipped the canoe. Manly Malo didn’t try to get back in his canoe, but instead started to wade toward the shore, dragging his canoe with him. The people on the shore welcomed him to the hamlet. Manly Malo was hugged, cheered for, and praised for his long journey. During the celebration, he remembered all those years his…

poke out from their holes. Algae and sea horses drift aimlessly in the nearby currents. Dogs and pigs scavenge the shoreline for sea drift in the hazy morning. They push the canoe into the water and as they go away from the shore they float over a oyster bed. Kino makes a dive to collect oysters. While Juana stays in the canoe, praying for luck. He stays underwater for over two minutes, gathering the largest shells including one especially enormous…

on the other side with one side of the broken canoe on my side there is the other half on his side. I gather the supplies I have on my side and put it in my High Sierra Backpack that I got two years ago on Christmas day. I get everything gathered up and and start walking down the banks to find a bridge that I can cross. I find a bridge and run down the other side for Grandpa which I found him on the shore. We went to the bridge with the half of the canoe and brought it to the other side. We used…

helped Huck hide his canoe and set traps in it. They set all their things for the raining weather that was about to come. They then built a fire and made dinner. They went into a cavern, and saw that there was a giant storm outside; the trees were flying everywhere and the wind was carrying everything with its might. many days go by and Huck notices that the river keeps getting higher and higher. It even went over the banks. Jim and Huck spend their days riding around in their canoe. After a…

friends. I ran and ran, on sand and through grass. They surrounded me with sly smiles on their faces. I started praying to Allah, and didn’t stop. I prayed to Allah when I was in distress and most of all before I go to bed. Currently, I am the canoe house. The air is so heavy and moist, I struggle to breath. Four women and six children have died here. The odor of the rotting flesh invaded my head, I couldn’t take it anymore. We have to sleep in tight knit rows like sardines, I can hardly move…

his clothes and baggage were gone and down by the dock a canoe was missing. Charles knew that if William had left in the previous evening the lake would have been rough and difficult to canoe. All the locals would have known it due to the evening thunderstorms and the following morning there was still a stiff breeze. Once the winds calmed down a little later in the day, Charles and company searched the lake in a boat eventually finding the canoe overturned on a beach. But still no William plus…