Footstep

I am starting a new opportunity as I take my fist step on campus. I was happy, nervous, and afraid. On the first day of school, I stood at the front of the campus, and a small whisper echoed in my ear, “Usted debe hacer mejor que nosotros” which means “You must do better than us”. The saying came from my grandpa who recently past away. I took a deep-breath and stepped forward to my first class at a university. Cirilo Santiago Bautista is my father’s father, and he grew up in a small rural town…

would risk their life for their country. “ Duty, honor, country.” McCain used these words in that particular order to sum up his main beliefs from greatest to least, but all being very important to him. He saw his opportunity to follow his father’s footsteps and serve our country, and like a true American, he stopped at nothing to make it happen. Next is taking the easy way out and how un-American it is. In “ The New Colossus”, a poem by Emma Lazarus, she speaks as though she was the statue of…

Who was our 36th president?Franklin D. Roosevelt! HOW DID YOU KNOW?My hero is Franklin D. Roosevelt he was our 36th president of the United States.Franklin was born in 1882 on January 30. Franklin always wanted to follow the footsteps of his cousin President Theodore Roosevelt.Franklin had quotes like” People are only prisoners in their head not in reality.”He also said” the country needs bold unless if I am mistaken.”Franklin had so many memories when he was a child. When Franklin was a child…

As I make my precarious way into the wood, it seems my cautious tip toeing is pointless, for with every step a twig or a leaf snaps underfoot. Nevertheless, I continue on, the sound of my footsteps reverberating with an impossible loudness through the surrounding foliage. I gaze upon the towering trees around me, noting that the mottled skin of their branches bear a pleasant resemblance to my own flesh; the burn scars which race up and down my whole body a constant reminder of my task. The wind…

traditions for their kids to attend school, and get a degree. For instance, if a father went to school to be a lawyer, he also wants his son to follow in his footsteps to pursue the same dream he had. Another example, is a mother who has pursued her career in being a registered nurse, she may also want her daughter to follow in her footsteps. There are so many different expected reasons why a mother or a father wants their child to pursue the same dream they had. Another reason people may…

the entrance is, and I start walking towards it. I remove my earphones from my ears to give my full attention to what is happening and where I am. People are walking in all directions, trying not to miss the soonest metro or the bus. I hear loud footsteps behind me heading toward the same direction as I…

Ballet, which is a one form of performance dance. On Thursday, I went to Lehman Theater and watched a wonderful ballet show; and that was my first time to watch the ballet performance on site. It was so exciting, I think many girls have a dream that one day they would become a beautiful ballerina who wears a tutu dress dancing on the stage. When I was got there, I just found the near the front of site to sit, so that could be get closer to see the performance. When all of lights was getting dark…

It was a ritual that they all went through in her community. You weren’t considered an adult in the eyes of the community until you passed in the ritual. She didn’t know what happened during the ritual but she knew that it was something that they’ve been doing for hundreds of years and no one failed the ritual. She wandered around what she dubbed the Dungeon, she wondering what the purpose of this ritual was. The Dungeon was a long, and dark hallway, the lights were hanging from the ceilings…

The house was silent, Mrs. Taylor was at church and I was all by myself, I walked towards my office, the floorboards creaking as I moved. I loved it when the house was empty, it left me to contemplate the week and read some of Bob Taylor’s writings. I reached the end of the hallway and twisted the great brass knob and walked into my study. It was a cold night but soon after I picked up my book I got lost in the deep metaphors of Bob Taylor. I was abruptly pulled out of my thinking when I heard…

I could tell that it was my mom's footsteps by the thud of her shoes. I returned to my homework as the footsteps continued roaming around the house. This time when I looked for the answer that had stumped me earlier, I found it easily. Just when I grabbed my pencil to jot down the answer, my bedroom door opened. It was exactly…