A memorable day in my life Life is full of various events and experiences. But all of these are not equally important‚ enjoyable and memorable. Some are memorable. I am a student. There are some memorable days and they remain evergreen in my heart. My first day at school is such a day. It was the month of January‚ 2007. I was then only six years old. My father proposed that I should be admitted into a school in class one the next day. I felt very excited. I could not think of anything else
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My Aim in Life Browning an English poet says‚ “The aim‚ if reached or not makes great the life”. Human beings are superior to others because they plan their lives. Sometimes this planning is short term. Sometimes it is long term. Long term planning is called aim. It is also called ambition. Aim is the target which we want to achieve‚ towards which our physical and mental abilities are focused. Life is the period which starts from the time of birth and ends
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Descriptive Essay Skipper J. Valentin Cruzado PSY 202 Adult Development and Life Assessment Instructor: Shannon Mancuso May 27‚ 2013 I close my eyes and try to visualize a place‚ but where? There a so many possibilities. I can imagine my work place and see and feel the commotion of living in a fire station‚ or I could imagine my home in Mayaguez. Where should I go? I think and my mind seems to wander‚ I hear my kids and I try to refocus. Wait‚ suddenly my mind goes back the house I grew up
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the middle of the room stands a low bed. Inviting the world to many naps and relaxing filled nights. Standing in a corner lays a bookshelf. The shelves are stacked with novels such as Nancy Drew‚ Little House on the Prairie and The Unfortunate Event Series. Most of the books are worn‚ the bindings cracked with overuse. A small door can be seen across the room. Stuffed to the brimm with clothes and unidentifiable objects are inside. Kept inside that small room is a tiny heart shaped box. This
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roar of cheers and applause hits my ears—it is a Sunday night football game at the Chiefs. As my aunt and I walk to the gates‚ we are confronted by two massive men patting another down. We get closer to the gate and I hear the clicking of the tickets—a beautiful song in a surprisingly synchronized rhythm. We then walk to our seats fighting our way through the crowded channels of hallways. We find our seats—front row on the 50 yard line—and settle into them. My nose is instantly bombarded with the
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“Up next to bat . . . Dawson Grimm!” The announcer’s voice crackled over the PA. I stepped up to the plate in the last game of my fifth grade baseball tournament. This was my first time to bat in this game‚ and I was nervous. As I got ready for the pitch‚ I could hear whispers from the crowd watching. “How old is he?” I wrapped my hands around the bat. “He looks so scared.” I took a deep breath. “He probably can’t hit it very far . . .” The pitch was thrown. “This is an easy out.” I exhaled‚ and
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but by the time I’ve arrived at 4:30 room 220 is already filled with students busily preparing for the show. Costumes begin to disappear from the costume closet and a thin layer of powder and cream makeup appears on the counter. I manage to squeeze my way through the mob of people standing around‚ chatting‚ applying makeup‚ or curling hair and find myself a wonderful seat in front of the mirror. As I sit down I’m overcome with a thick‚ chocking cloud of hairspray. Over the next hour students
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My Obsession I remember back to when I was a child‚ in which I would constantly dream of flight and its characteristics of freedom and serenity. Throughout my younger years I collected miniature model airplanes of metal and plastic‚ longing to be the pilot of the real machine; this obsession continued until the day my grandfather introduced me to radio controlled flight. My grandfather and I visited his model airplane flying field where he effortlessly controlled a piece of machinery which my
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My Feet By Chris Grace Resting on the floor when I look down is one of the least favored parts on my body‚ my feet. The marble-like color of pink and tan blended together and the almost engraved looking marks around my ankle from wearing socks all day make them just make up some of the characteristics I hate about my feet. From the bottom of them being as rough as sandpaper and flowing into the top where it is smooth as a baby’s face to the tops of my toes coming to a ball shape like an aliens
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rainy‚ foggy day‚ the first thing that comes to my mind is a cup of coffee. On a sunny‚ happy day‚ the first thing that comes to my mind is a cup of coffee. Whether I feel like a “superstar” or not‚ all I need is one cup of deliciously‚ fresh-brewed coffee. Every morning it seems as if I am in a fog until that warm cup of coffee touches my lips. I can honestly say that I am addicted to this caffeinated beverage. The intoxicating scent helps open my eyes and get me energized and motivated for the
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