Stop at Nothing

A. Summary of my experience My first experience in the wheelchair was Sunday September the 25th when I made a trip to Wal-Mart in Nacogdoches. I got out of my truck and walked to the back and let the tailgate down. I then retrieved the wheelchair out of the back of the truck and then sit down. There was five people standing four cars up from where I parked. They glared at me and I knew what was going through their minds, as I passed I could hear them talking although I do not know what was said…

With a turn of a key he commanded the chevy’s engine to come to a complete stop. He stuck his hand out the window and opened the truck’s door from the outside, seeing as that was the only door handle left on it. As he limped to the door he pulled out the key the check-in assistant gave him, opened the door and then proceeded into…

Snowboard Disaster The alarm started going off and I started to crawl out of bed. I was actually excited, but it was to early and to cold to be up. I grabbed my duffle bag, board, and some food. I got in the car and looked out the window processing the task I was about to go and accomplish. I had arrived to the school thinking this will be grand. I leap onto the bus expecting to sit with a friend. As I saw all the faces I some what recognized I noticed there was no spot for me. As I scanned the…

shining , there was a cool breeze, and there were some tiny birds in the trees. I walked to the bus stop. The bus came late as usual. I wonder what it will be this time. A old person crossing the street, a dog jumped out in front of the bus, but it was just that Jerry got stuck in the door again. As usual the bus was quiet ,well except for the girls in the back spreading rumors. The bus jerked to a stop when the bus driver hit the brakes. I got off like everybody else. The school is gray, dull,…

but excited at the same time. Closer and closer comes the bus. Sun shining into the car, the door opens and I hop out onto the pavement. There are other kids waiting for the bus too. Kids that are older than I, huddle in a circle next to the red stop sign talking. Brakes squealing, the bus comes to a halt and the kids start moving into the bus. Grabbing my hand, my dad takes me and leads me to the bus. Close behind, my mom follows taking photos of me. We walk up the stairs of the bus and…

dismissed concerning the future that seems too far-fetched, incredible, or bizarre to ever be accomplished by humans? What will one day be thought of as prophetic in a hundred years, the way we think about the technological prophecies of The Machine Stops that were laughable at the time it was written? Possibly it is humans colonizing space? It could be being able to travel in time forward and backward, or maybe putting our minds in robots and keeping death at bay forever. Only time will tell…

After chow, we fell out, returning to our barracks and our ranks. We spent the rest of the day getting to know some of the guys that had filtered into our new home. The Sergeant assigned to watch over us was a short timer back from Nam and wanted nothing to do with us. During the rest of the week, we were marched from class to class, test to test, while we waited for our Army clothes to arrive, and be assigned to a training…

1. During group time, T along with the rest of his group were given the instructions by the gym teacher. She said, “I want you to see how many pull ups you can do. Don’t stop when you begin feeling pain, try and see if you can hold it a little longer.” T was the first person in his group to go. Before T went up to the bar, he turned his head half way to the side, just for his friend to see his face. He smirked and then quickly turned his head around and leaped toward the bar. The teacher asked T…

The current intersection we have in place is called a four-way stop where traffic is controlled by human discretion of giving the right of way to pedestrians and whoever stops first. Consequently, if there is a constant flow of pedestrians, then the cars and bikes will have to yield to all of them. This causes drivers and bikers to weave in between the gaps of pedestrians…

The transportation need of older adults in the United States has grown as the population rose by 9.7% between 2000 and 2010 (U.S. Census Bureau, 2013). According to Rosenbloom, many older adults in the United States prefer to drive instead of using public transportation system. According Rosenbloom only eight percent of older adults over the age of 65 uses the transportation system in comparison to sixty percent of older adults in the same age group that drives (2009). Some of the challenges…