Picnic

my first time traveling to this destination. The destination was Markham Park Shooting Range. As the car ride took about an hour, that alone gave enough time for my excitement to bloom. When we arrived and got out of the vehicle, the sounds of constant bangs from the police shooting range next door with a few chirps from the startled birds littered the air. We got to the range and stacks of paperwork awaited our signatures. He had to check my height, and made sure which gun was the best suited for my person. The instructor also determined which eye is dominant through a test. Once completed, we proceeded to the shooting grounds with our instructor. The crunching of the gravel beneath our feet littered the air. When we finally got to a picnic table on the grounds, where we were asked to sit. The instructor proceeded to show us the safety tips and how to work the firearm. His white baseball cap, blue T-shirt accompanied with the tan shooting vest was glistening in the setting sunlight. As he lectured to the group my eyes could not dart away from his metallic black rifle that holstered in his palms with his visual examples. The man in charge, Steve Norris, was observing my instructor while he taught us making sure there wasn’t anything wrong. In his hands rested a twenty gage tactical shotgun the same gun that I will get to shoot. My brain absorbing all his information knowing well that any misunderstood phrases could wind up one of us injured or worse. When he concluded…

park also has a lot of grassy areas that allow people to lay and relax, there is also a second part of the park which contains picnic tables and the only water fountain in the whole park. There isn’t a basketball court, and there aren 't even bathrooms, it is a small neighborhood park. Next to the jungle gym, there is a statue of Mr. Harold A. Henry’s head, the man who help build a better community, and was memorialized with this park. After I took a seat at the benches, I observed the setting…

The Bill Johnstone Memorial Park, a small activity filled park located near the heart of Sackville on Main Street next to apartment buildings and down the street from Sackville’s favorite dining places. A park that offers a place for the town’s residents to take their pets for walks, hang out in the gazebo or picnic tables, play sports, indulge in markets and events, splash in the water pad, and more, all with the comfortability of park Wi-Fi and security of cameras. With accessibility to many…

We walked up a pavilion sitting alone in a field surrounded by trees. The layout of the building was symmetrical, with four doorways to an cozy arrangement of picnic tables and outdoor fireplaces on both ends. The walls were stone and seeped a sense of abandonment. We made conversation while he began setting up his equipment. I explored the setting, admiring the crevices and graffiti left behind. When I came to the fireplace, I noticed feces covering the mantel and ash that saturated much of…

It was a crisp summer day and I was laying on the sandy beach of Dewmont Lake. The smell of sweat and sunscreen was in the air and it was a scorching hot day. So I decided to go in the water with my friends Callie and Emily. We splashed around in the lake and played all sorts of games with each other and with our other neighbors who were at the lake with us. One of my favorite games was chicken fights and I got to say Emily and I were pretty much the best team out there. Once we were tired of…

something really crazy (These were far from the truthful words, but they symbolize the spirit in which I wrote the note). I sped back to his house as fast as my chubby legs could pedal. While he was still standing outside, still dazed from me leaving, most likely, I shoved the letter into his mailbox and turned around to go back home. He watched me the whole time. Jaden, Yogi, and a girl flaunting black, skin tight sweatpants, with the word “PHAT” bedazzled on the side came with their frosties…

Compare and Contrast Essay (Fernando Botero) Art Appreciation 1301 400 Rossmery Tejada Professor Moseley 6 Nov 2017 • Work one: Picnic in The Mountains. Fernando Botero, 1966. Oil on canvas. 26.0 inches by 31.5 inches. • Work Two: Picnic. Fernando Botero, 1999. Oil on canvas. Many artists change their style as they’re maturing. When artist are generating their first works of art much of their inspiration come from other experienced artists. With the passage of time, artists become more…

This quote is explaining how on Scarlett’s birthday, she woke up a little later than usual, she treated herself a little more, and didn’t really have any worries. I connect to this in the way that on my birthday, I don't really worry about much. I focus on having a good day, taking time to myself, and being good to myself. I think not only I, but everyone can connect to this one. Visuals: One image that really stuck out to me in the book is Hector sitting alone in the beginning of the book on…

Picnic Performance Critique Picnic as directed by Jack Wright, was the first play that I had ever gone to in my life. As far as a first time experience, I’d say that Picnic left me wanting more from the actors and the production overall. The two actors that I chose to focus on were those who played Hal Carter and Millie Owens; James Kern and Melissa Berger respectively. I closely examined the voices of both of these actors as well as each and every one of their movements and what they did to…

SUPERNATURAL ELEMENTS IN PICNIC AT HANGING ROCK AND THE LAST WAVE Australian cinema has started to gain succes at the beginning of the 1970s. As well as the films that are screened in succession demonstrate varities in Australia, Australian cinema awake the attention in Hollywood. Picnic at Hanging Rock is a film that directed by Peter Weir in 1975 and is acclaimed worldwide. Actually this mysterious film is the adaptation of an Australian historical novel by Joan Lindsay. The plot is…