Phil Robinson is a Philadelphia naïve, at a young age he was introduced to fashion by his father. His father was very strict on presenting yourself in a classy stylish way. He was about his boys looking neat, being clean and well groomed as we grew from boys to men. I took that guidance and as I got older I decided it was something I wanted to share with just not my son, but with many others also. Style is in my blood, I've been doing it for years for family, friends, etc. Helping kids is my passion and always has been. So here is just my small avenue where I can combine both of the things that I enjoy most to create a positive…
Loyalty is important quality to me and to my friends. I play for the Clearfield High baseball team I play with these guys and am with them most of the time. Getting to know them and what they are like as a person outside baseball, but at the same time I am the hardest on them than anyone of my other friends. I see the potential in them when they themselves lose sight of it. As much as I love winning, I care more about our team and how they play and it is important to know the guy to my left and the guy to my right will put in as much effort as I will to become better as a team and not as an individual. When my teammates have success I want rejoice with them. As being loyal to my baseball friends…
I was about 10, and me and my family were at the Wild Goose Ranch. I was at the time wondering how it felt to be underground. At that time, the idea of mining fascinated me. So, me, Kaila, Josh, and Bre were at the park in the Goose Ranch.…
While watching Edward sprint out of the town, everyone in the diner lowered their heads, then walked over to a large park in the center of town. This was the normal reaction after each person had left the town. Being the known speaker for the town, I had been propped up on a bench, with everyone in town staring at me, awaiting my response to this disappointing outcome. However, this time, I couldn't find the words of comfort. Even though it would've been nice to have Edward join them, he seemed like a pleasant individual, and made him question why he is trying to prevent good people from trying to pursue their dreams.…
that is because of someone or something that inspires them. For me I wanted to…
Hunting in the Breaks can get very interestings quick. It was in November of 2014 and we were camped in Hell Creek for the weekend. There were seven of us at elk camp this year when this adventure took place.…
I would like to have dinner with Taylor Stoker because from reading her what she wrote about her personality test and about herself she seems like a sweet person. I also put others before myself like Taylor, and I can be impulsive sometimes, so I think we have a lot in common. I also love a good book and commend you for doing volunteer work.…
I look over at Tanner waiting for him to cut back door. His man was over playing him like crazy. He was so tight on him, you could have thought he was glued to him, and then he cut backdoor, a perfect time for a bounce pass, but then a big man slid over. My pass looked like a bullet out of the chamber flying to my big man James, he puts up the layup, but missed.…
Growing up in New York City has been one of my biggest blessing. I’ve met with so many different personalities and cultures that I feel more well rounded by default. One thing that I’ve always found lacking in the city is the presence of small stable communities. My elementary school had 800 kids and my high school has over 5000 kids. Barnard offers the best of both worlds for meーa small college community situated in the best city in the world.…
“Celeste! Ravishing as ever, and Jake- how’s business? Is Duncan home?” The show, Logan’s always been good at. Veronica closed her phone noiselessly, ready to move.…
It was the day after halloween, and all was well. The sun was out, and the birds were chirping. At the time I was young, and unusual mean to my sister. Since I was the old child, I terrorized her. I had collected tons of candy from trick or treating, and was excited to eat some. However when I left my room to eat lunch I caught my sister red-handed eating my candy. I became filled with rage as she devoured the king size Hershey's bar. I yelled her name, and swiped the remnants of the bar from her hand. All she did was laugh at my misfortune, but I would make her pay.…
Next the game is tied thirty seconds left we inbound the ball we fly down the court. The ball was going from guy to guy just trying to get an open look at the basket. I am at the top of the key no one is guarding me I get the ball. I am rushed by the other team. The ball goes up but it falls short but he blows the whistle a foul on the other team.…
My owner is dead. I am alone now, left to face the frigid temperatures alone. The trail is long ahead, I just want to go to bed, but I can’t. The struggle is real, I cannot feel my paws nor see them under the powder snow. I keep moving, looking, and searching for a place to go; a place of warmth. The man can no longer make a fire for me to keep warm, and I am a dog that is acclimated to being warm. I have got to keep moving ahead and never tire. The obstacles ahead are going to be difficult to overcome. Backing down is not an option, doing what I have to do to survive is what I will do. You have no clue quitting is not in my vocabulary.…
The whistle blew for the game to start, my goal of this game was to show my skills, and for everyone to notice me. I wanted to be known throughout my school. I got tired of being known as my older brother’s little brother. I got tired of being behind my brother’s shadow; I wanted to start my own path. I thought showing my skills during the game would be a good start for me to…
Reading the story “The Chase” took me back to an event I feel if I had to judge anything that grossly affected my life this event without a dough takes the cake. Picture this am twelve years old and it is the first day of summer. It is the day my friends and I waited for all winter, opening season for swimming. Each day my friends and I took the long anticipated walk to the local swimming area “Lake Sona Vista”. This was the recreation area the black families who lived in Hartsville, South Carolina used for recreational family get together (cookout, family reunions, parties, and swimming). On the park’s grounds there was a clubhouse made of grey brick blocks. The house, or should I say clubhouse had a total of 6 rooms. The first room was the…