It was just the four of us riding in my dad's burgundy Silverado. My dad and little sister Kasey were in the front while, my best friend at the time, James and I were in the back. I was listening to my IPod when I noticed the palm trees, the bargain stores and all the surf shops. At that point I knew we were almost there. We took a left off the main road, went to the end of the street, and amongst all the houses stood the one we called ours. It was a white two story building, much like all the other houses on that street. In the driveway I noticed the red golf cart, the swing set, and the twenty or so steps we climbed every year. The steps lead to the bottom floor of the beach house. There were another twenty steps to the top floor once inside. Once we had all of our suitcases and belongings, we made the journey up the steps. I got the same feeling I had every year while walking up those steps, a rush of excitement. As we opened the door I felt the cold air from inside drift over me. The smell of oust air freshener filled my nose. I looked inside and to the left, saw the big T.V. and the matching light blue couch and recliners. To my right was the dining room table and the kitchen. I walked past the TV, the closet door on my left, and at the foot of the steps, there was my room. There were two beds, a dresser, and a closet. James and I threw our belongings on a bed and headed downstairs. I asked my dad the same question I asked every year, if we could take the golf cart out by ourselves. This year was the one he finally said yes. James and I immediately ran back upstairs, grabbed the golf cart keys, ran back downstairs, and to the golf cart. I hoped in the driver's seat and rode out of the driveway with James in the passenger seat. We were off to get into anything and everything. We drove and drove with the wind in our faces and the smell of saltwater in our noses. All of the streets looked the same, big houses on both sides of the street and the beach in the distance. It was getting dark and the air was getting cold. James and I decided to call it a night and head back to beach house, get some supper, and go to sleep. As we pulled back into the driveway the smell of something burning washed over me. My dad was cooking steaks on the grill for supper. Once they were finished the four of us were all sitting outside enjoying ourselves. With a cool breeze and the taste of steak in my mouth, I felt as if I were in heaven. It was now almost pitch black outside. Our only source of light was the street light beside the house. At about that time we decided to call it a night and head to bed. We walked upstairs and to our respective rooms. James and I laid down on our beds and exchanged grins. It was a silent acknowledgment to each other that this was going to be an exciting week. I woke up the next morning freezing. I got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom across from our room. I brushed my teeth and hoped in the hot shower. I walked to the kitchen and made a bowl of frosted flakes. Sugar and milk filled my nose as I walked to the dining room table. Once I finished my cereal My dad told us we were going to swim in the ocean. The four of us in our bathing suits and flip flops walked downstairs to the golf cart. We rode by three rows of houses and parked the golf cart near the pier. We stepped off and made our way up the wooden ramp that lead out to the beach. I could feel the hot sand in between my toes as I walked towards the water. We were all out in the water for hours with the sun beating on our backs and salt water drying our throats until we finally got out. The next few days played out like the first, with James and I riding around on the golf cart until dark, doing ridiculous things with the golf cart, playing in the ocean, and the occasional eating out at a restaurant. It was Friday morning, the last full day at the beach this year. My dad told me and James to go out
Write a descriptive paragraph about a place you know well and like to go?
One of my favorite places to go in the whole wide world is my beautiful Island Haiti. I was born and raised in Haiti, move to United State when I was 8 didn’t get to back until I was 15 at first I was kind of scared because of all the news I’ve heard on the radio but my parents force to go and that was the best vacation of my whole life not only did I get to see all my family members, and old friends but I learn a lot and…
describes growing up in her country during the Afghan-soviet war. In this excerpt taken from her book, she talks about a vacation she took with her family, and friends early in her childhood, prior to the war. Pazira employs imagery, ethos and pathos to portray a country that was peaceful, beautiful, and free prior to its invasion by the Soviet Union.
Pazira uses descriptive words to capture her reader’s imagination right from the beginning, and maintains that throughout the excerpt. She describes…
non-fiction because of the use of figurative language such as: sensory details, imagery, flashbacks, and symbolism. In this book, Nicholas Sparks uses sensory detail to describe everything in his life and everywhere that he is going with his brother on vacation away from their families. Three Weeks with My brother alternates between modern day and the flashbacks of Nicholas Sparks’ childhood and elaborate on the hardships he faced in his early years.
He uses symbolism to add depth and emotion some of the…
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My MacBook Pro
Writing technologies have been shaping the way people live throughout many generations. Our previous generations used different methods to organize important memories, keep track of new findings, and pass on their stories and discoveries to future generations. Their method of writing was very inefficient, as much effort was being put into carving and preserving a tablet or other writing device, while the end result contained…
understand the impact on society, economy and culture What you will do in this assignment
Being a full-time learner, you need to earn money to help you through your studies, utilising time at weekends and vacations. You have secured a post as a researcher for Dr Hemlock, a local author who specialises in computer-related information. Dr Hemlock is to produce a series of informative leaflets…
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Don't be surprised if writing a personal essay is one of the first assignments you get upon returning to school. You know, "What I Did on My Summer Vacation." Be prepared. Personal essays are actually one of the easiest assignments, but like all other kinds of writing, there are specific aspects of the essay form your teacher will be looking for. Like not ending a sentence in a preposition. The personal…
between the extent of stress factors, such as Health, Work, Home and Family, Personal and Social and Financial stresses, and the level of wellbeing of Overseas Filipino Workers. This is a descriptive-correlation study using purposive sampling of 400 Filipino Overseas Worker currently in the country on vacation and those currently working abroad who were contacted through the Face book Networking Site and Yahoomail Website. Mean and Pearson Product Moment Correlation or Pearson r were used as statistical…
culture issues as well when scoping out good motivational actions. Be aware of cultural differences if you have employees who were born and raised in other countries. For example, in many other countries, people have more vacation time than is typical in America, so perhaps more vacation time or comp time would be a powerful reward or incentive. Job security and inexpensive perks that publicly demonstrate appreciation, such as a reserved parking space, might also serve well.
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Point inferior to the diaphragm
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Point superior to the umbilicus and inferior to the diaphragm
In this dream I believe me, my family and my grandparents were on a family vacation. We go to a house in really nice place, but no one in my family want to take me out; they were ashamed of me because I had some irregularities in my body. My superior part of the body was much bigger than the inferior part. I also don’t have an oral…
Elephants” at first Jig was basically willing to do anything necessary to keep the man in her life, even if that meant aborting her own baby. On the other hand, in the story “A Good Man is Hard to Find” you see the good in family as the family takes a vacation but you see the bad in family when the Misfit ends up shooting the grandmother and having the rest of his family taken off in the woods to be shot. Even though…