Popsicle

were by Nicole Soriano and Lainey Reynolds. The first piece, by Soriano, is a drawing with many celebrities such as Barack Obama and Miley Cyrus along with shoes, a television, a rocketship, etc. Everything in the drawing seems to be melting like a popsicle as well. The second piece, a painting by Lainey Reynolds, shows a girl sitting upside down with her legs up and crossed. She is staring directly forward and little black dots are painted all around her. They are coming out of her tightly held…

cell nucleus. Okay so in lab, we did an experience. We used A Heavy duty ziploc bag, 1 strawberry [including the stem], 10 mL DNA extractions buffer [ soapy, salty water], Cheesecloth, Funnel, 50mL vial/ test tube, Glass rod, Inoculating loop, or popsicle stick, and 20 mL ethanol. I'm going to tell u the steps. Step 1, place one strawberry in a Ziploc bag. Step 2, smash/grind up the strawberry for 2 minutes. Step 3, add the provided 10 mL of extraction buffer to the bag. Step 4, kneed/mush the…

my city street, which was dark and empty. he only sound was the taps beneath my shoes, the wind blowing between trees and an excessively loud fire truck siren that was so far away. he air was very aggressive upon my body, feeling like a frozen Popsicle I could feel my back getting a pain. In a sudden instance I saw something move ahead of me. As I got closer fear grew in my body. he first thing I saw was the persons ripped clothing. A red shirt that seemed to thin and some ripped shorts…

Growing up, I had always loved challenging myself by building and designing things. From childhood hobbies like drawing to learning how to sew pajamas to attempting to build the Eiffel Tower out of Popsicle sticks, I never failed to find new outlets for my creativity. In fact, the reason why I decided that I wanted to pursue engineering was because of a simulation game I liked to play whenever I had free time. In the game, I was able to design and build the most opulent and expensive houses that…

Narrative Essay When I was a little girl I wanted to do a little of everything. I wanted to do some form of Martial Arts. All the excitement that comes with it thrilled me. My parents didn’t let me though because I would always change what I wanted to do like kids always do. One day I would want to do dance the next cheerleading,another day I would want to do gymnastics, then ice skating, and sports. Though through all those years martial arts stayed in mind, to keep me busy I did all the…

This career field isn’t for everyone and that’s because not everyone can handle the pressure of dealing with kids ,they’re a lot of work most children are full of energy and that can be draining especially when they start moving around ,and you have to chance them down .I've seen this first hand my mother has taken me to her work which is at a local elementary school where she works as an aid .Their I had the opportunity to work in the Pre-K which is something I would love to do again without a…

My last observation was at Ms. Vargas class. I conducted the observation on October 13, 2017 from 8:00 am to 2:00 pm. As soon as I stepped in this classroom, I was amazed by all the class assignments exhibited around the classroom not only on the boards but everywhere. The rectangular shape of the room provided the need space in the class. This allows for a student work area, as well as an open space section in the middle of the class. The individual desks have been set up exactly in the middle…

became tired or just wanted ice cream already. This is how my dad and I would spend most of our weekend afternoons; in the park perfecting my soccer skills. And afterwards my dad would finally take me to buy ice cream. My favorite, cherry pineapple Popsicle. I was five years old at the time. But of course, I grew up and moved from elementary, middle then on to high school. I saw my dad less and less since he had to work and I had to go to school. And the only time I have with him is on the…

Introduction: It was hard to tramp our barefoot through the muck in our stunning, not so appealing creek. Dodging muck balls, “splat!,” the muck hit me in the face. Fish swimming between our toes. Finding hidden treasures. Jumping over rocks, stepping in the sand and especially having fun running our bare feet through the mucky water. And especially swinging moss around like a lasso so we could hit each other in the face. Action paragraph 1: “Yuck!,” why did you throw mud in my hair? My…

On April 24th, 16-year-old Cassie Jones seemed to have found herself strolling around New York Times Square on a bright Sunday afternoon. The smell of spring all around her: flowers, barbeques, fresh grass, popsicles, and misty waters. As the young girl wandered around, she had came across the magnificent Carmine's restaurant when an unhappy person caught her attention. Cassie scanned the restaurant where waitresses were doing busy work, business workers are having their lunch meetings, families…