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Personal Writing: A Schoolyard Lesson
Number of Words: 1336 / Number of Pages: 5
... peak at the class; scanning the room
for someone to talk to. When I saw no opportunities I began to get a bit
timid, but as soon as the bell rang I felt all right.
We went through the motions for awhile: filling out paper work,
introducing ourselves, all the first day stuff. I heard a few kids say
they were new to the area, of which Brian Vedder was the only boy. He
wasn't much to look at, not a soap opera star, or a great athlete, just a
regular kid. Nonetheless I thought I'd like to meet him and talk to him
later on in the day. By this time we all were becoming restless, and I
definitely kne ...
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Alone With Nature
Number of Words: 367 / Number of Pages: 2
... back into the foliage covered depths of
the forest. The sun is comfortably placed in front of the cotton candy
clouds, in the midst of the soft blue sky. The occasional bird soars
through in a last minuet attempt to catch a worm so it may feed the
yearning mouths of it's young. The rough dirt trail ends and you are
brought to the base of a rock. Your feet reach for the unfamiliar footholds
of the high rocky promontory, anxiously scrambling up the streaky pinkish
rock ready to explore any new treasures that lie beyond you. Once on top,
you gaze down and see it all- the crystal clear stream brilliant ...
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Personal Statement Of Academic Goals And Course Of Study
Number of Words: 583 / Number of Pages: 3
... me toward the field of education, especially teaching science and math in the elementary classroom.
Another person who has encouraged me to become a teacher is my aunt, Joy Davis. She is the Chairperson of the Science Department and teaches advanced level science courses at Samson High School. The classes that she teaches include Advanced Chemistry, Physics, Advanced Anatomy, and Biology. Through observing her, I now see that science in the classroom can be fun. She goes the extra mile to make every student grasp the concepts being taught, while also making the class interesting. As I enter t ...
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Creative Story: Father's Handicap
Number of Words: 538 / Number of Pages: 2
... outside. I knew he had to go outside because he started to cry. So, I let
him out. Then I went to see if my mom or dad had made me breakfast. I looked
and found nothing had been cooked for me. Which was really odd because every
Saturday and Sunday morning they had made me breakfast since I could remember.
My sister Amy was watching television. So, I asked her where mom and dad were.
She said, "Dad had hurt his back and had to go to the hospital." I was very
worried. I asked her how he did it. She said, "He was carrying some
decorations for the party and he slipped on a patch of ice."
Finall ...
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Rituals
Number of Words: 1489 / Number of Pages: 6
... When we got to the truck, I ask mom if Jake and I could ride in the back.
“Its too cold to ride back there!You’ll freeze to death! And what if we wreck? There aren’t any seat belts back there!” she yelled back. I was hoping she wouldn’t yell like this. Then dad butted in.
“What are you two talking about? Why do I always get left out of the conversation?”
“Tina wants to know if she and Jake can ride in the back. It’s too cold and if we wreck or something, they won't have seat belts!” mom complained.
“I could put the camper shell on and put some tupperware bowls full of hot water in there t ...
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Up The Ladder
Number of Words: 998 / Number of Pages: 4
... past the top of the tree and into the sky. They
had been climbing for a little while when the blue bird turned back to its
nest.
"Goodbye, Chris," the blue bird said. "Don't forget to tell me what's
at the end of the ladder."
Chris climbed higher. Soon he met a woman dressed in coveralls. She
held a hammer in her hand and two nails in her mouth. She was pounding
nails into a board.
"Good day," said Chris.
"Good day," said the woman, taking the nails out of her mouth.
"What are you doing?" asked Chris.
"I'm a carpenter," said the woman. "I'm building a home to live ...
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Creative Story: If At First You Don't Succeed
Number of Words: 1310 / Number of Pages: 5
... Sam.
He nervously eyed the door in front of him. The big, bold lettering
stated:
MR. JP MONTY
EXECUTIVE PRESIDENT
Doubts about his ability to make a good impression entered his mind,
but Sam immediatly gathered himself together, glanced back at the sheep
secretary, and entered the room. THe stately pig sat behind a magnificently
carved oak desk in the most luxurious office Sam had ever seen.
A plush oriental rug covered the floor from wall to wall, and paintings,
pictures, and diplomas adorned the brightly colored wall ...
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Basketball
Number of Words: 477 / Number of Pages: 2
... me. I said
"Hey!" and then when he turned around i said what the hell are you doin? He
said "This is my room." then he said "let me see your key." i gave it to
him and he looked down at it and then said while looking down "i guess were
roomates." He told me his name was bryon. We unpacked our suitcases and I
washed up. We plugged in the Stereo, listened to music and ate junk food.
We quickly became good freinds. We stayed up late and we couldn't get up
when our clock buzzed 7:00am we both showered and got dressed and got down
to the cafeterea we ate quickly and when we got to the gym the coach told
us ...
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Route 66
Number of Words: 788 / Number of Pages: 3
... to change the registration yet.”.
Doubting the truth of Johns answer the officer asks, “Then why is the car reported stolen?”. John refuses to acknowledge the officer. Sensing trouble the officer demands, “Turn off your engine, step out of the car and put your hands behind your head, NOW!”.
John shouts “No way pig!”. “I’m never going back to prison!”. Throwing the NSX into gear and hitting the accelerator he leaves the officer in a cloud of dust. With lightning speed the officer scrambles back to his patrol car, radios for backup and takes off after John.
It is soon evident to the officer that he i ...
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Creative Writing: Life As A Hummingbird
Number of Words: 656 / Number of Pages: 3
... and was soon
rewarded as I pulled up to the carefully camouflaged nest. I passed the silken
strand over to her and left to find some food.
The humans are very good to us and hang tremendous reservoirs of nectar from
various limbs and rafters. The containers come in all shapes and colors but they
all have red bases. I headed for one of these and saw one of my rival males. He
instantly attacked, chirping his anger at my intrusion. I counterattacked and we
began a dogfight. Up and down, we came, zooming into space and plummeting to the
ground. Although he was a willing and able opponent, I eventuall ...
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