John Snow

No Barriers Reflection Imagine every sport you love playing being ripped away from you. One day, you’re able to hike up mountains to see a breathtaking view, and the next you can’t see two inches in front of you. This is exactly what happened to Erik Weihenmayer right before his first year of high school. Although he didn’t go blind out of the blue, it was still as if the Earth had shifted from right beneath him. Erik always new his juvenile retinoschisis would one day claim his vision, but…

Imagine someone pushes a snowball down a hill as it rolls down the steep hill someone else give it an extra push. Who's fault is it when the snowball, massive in size, hits a pedestrian and injures them? The one who initially pushed the snowball down the hill or the one who gave it the extra push? This is what happens in Macbeth, by William Shakespeare, the witches gave the initial push to Macbeth while Lady Macbeth gave an extra push all leading to the murder of many. Before all of this,…

With the temperatures falling, you're most likely searching for an activity for the entire family. Ice skating is a terrific way to get much-needed exercise in the winter when it's too cold to play outside. Whether you're an adult skating after a long absense or lacing up skates on your children for the first time, there are ways you can avoid injury on the ice. When it's your first time skating, you should choose figure skates over hockey skates. The blades on figure skates are longer and…

She crosses the tile floor, hazel eyes fixated on the bottom drawer to her antique desk, late forties or early fifties. What lies in the bottom drawer is a device so powerful—no—so dangerous, that it had to be hidden once it reach completion. It's been many years since she dared to gaze upon the device in fear of someone with nefarious intentions stumbles upon its dwelling place. Falling to her knees, she ignores the burning of her nose as she stirs up dust and cobwebs, and reaches for the desk…

ourselves, trends we follow, and our behavior are derived from our culture. In this way, the misunderstood Minnesotan culture has impacted my perception, personality, and habits. For anyone unaccustomed to the weather of Minnesota, my perception of snow and cold weather must seem quite bizarre. While non-natives bury themselves beneath layers of blankets when the temperature drops below freezing, I pull on my jean shorts and flip flops in an attempt to wring every last drop…

Lutena was strolling through the bushy terrain, when she heard a rustle among the trees. She started making her footsteps light, careful for an animal and quiet for an intruder. Then all of a sudden Jason jumped out with warning. “Look out!” he shouted. Lutena jumped and turned around and gasped all at once. “Don’t ever do that again!” She slapped him on the arm. Jason flinched. “Hey, it’s not my fault you’re too fun to scare.” “Rude,” Lutena responded. Today they were in the forest to cut…

The jury is out!! Which facet of the fence do you sit on? Snowboarding has its location as a style drove recreation, and creating a declaration at the hill seems to be the manner ahead for most riders. So the query remains, why smash your appearance with a silly helmet? The answer for me is clear; you'll by no means see me using without a nicely geared up snowboarding helmet! It wasn't usually this manner... Once I discovered to experience, for as a minimum the primary three weeks I was…

accustomed to turning on skis, I automatically assumed it would be as simple as turning the board with your feet. This knowledge did not translate well to snowboards, and as I attempted to turn right on the beginner’s slope, I fell backwards into the snow with a loud, audible THUD! As it turns out, turning on a snowboard requires you to apply pressure on the board with both feet in the desired direction you want to turn; this method causes the snowboard to carve a deep ridge in the desired…

during the storm and it looks kind of…squared you could say. Since the snow is heavy, more of the leaves are now fallen off and it’s starting to look like winter. Today I went to my grandparents’ house to spend the few nights until thanksgiving. While driving out there, the corn fields and the bean fields were all covered with snow, you could tell that the deer were out and about since you could clearly see the footprints in the snow. We saw a dead rabbit I believe in the middle of the road and…

slender, snooty—Madison Mills snapped. “Oh,” I finally replied. “I thought you said no color.” “Come on, Aiden.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. “Have you ever seen a mountain without any color?” I smiled. “Yep, plenty of times when they’re covered in snow.” Her eyes narrowed. Then her heart-shaped…