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Baggy Jeans And Bright Shirts
638 wordsIt is quite evident as you walk around the streets of almost any city or town in America that the line between what was once considered the black style of dress and the white styles has become less and less evident. This is especially true with the younger kids in junior high and high school. The baggy pants and shirts with labels and bright colors that were once reserved for the inner city black and Latino kids, are now being worn by whites in wealthy suburban neighborhoods. I lived in a wealth...
Real Sense Of Friends And Randy
1,511 wordsRandy and I met in fifth grade; he was the new kid in town and I was in the "cool group". So naturally "the group" chose a person, me, to check out the new kid's credentials. We talked about his other school and his hobbies, a baseball fan: right here he was a hit. One thing was different about him: he was African-American. I thought he was cool and so did some of the other "cool" kids, but some thought that he was too different. Right here, I knew that he was never going to make it in the popul...
1,065 wordsAt a huge party in Long Beach Island, locals show up at the party. The house is small, but it has a front lawn that is a nice size to throw a party. The house and lawn is surrounded by a fence that is sharp at the top to prevent anyone from climbing over it easily. The house is between several other houses that are owned by families. The party is being thrown by kids that only go there for the summers. There is high tension between the locals and the summer kids. Therefore, when the locals showe...
848 wordsIt was constantly 98 degrees. It was dirty and hot. There was no running water or electricity. It was infested with huge mosquitoes that left baseball sized bumps. I would not have wanted to be anywhere else that summer. During the summer of 2001 I traveled to Honduras on a mission trip, but my preparation for the mission started during the winter. Every unpleasant, cold Saturday morning, I woke up to my alarm clock buzzing. With my feet heavy like a ton of bricks I would grudgingly drag myself ...
436 wordsVolunteering has changed my life forever. I have often heard people talk about the benefits of volunteering, of it being a way to reach out and touch the lives of others in a positive way. But I didn't fully understand the impact of that claim until I started to volunteer myself. I started volunteering in my last year of high school so that I would have something to add to my university applications. At first, I would just be a helping hand in local community events, such as bake sales and food ...
New Kid On The Block By
671 wordsNine Mice By: Jack Prelutsky Nine mice on tiny tricycles Went riding on the ice, They rode in spite of warning signs, They rode despite advice. The signs were right, the ice was thin, In half a trice, the mice fell in, And from their chins down to their toes, Those mice entirely froze. Nine mindless mice, who paid the price, Are thawing slowly by the ice, Still sitting on their tricycles... nine white and shiny m icicles. The New Kid on the Block By: Jack Prelutsky There's a new kid on the block...
00 Pm Activities
416 wordsIn Everett at precisely 2: 45 pm, kids are let out of school, most are late for 3: 00 pm activities. Many schools across the county are changing the times in which school starts and ends. Changing theses times means that student's lives are being alter without any say in it. The school board members shouldn't be the only ones deciding what times school starts and ends. The school board should take into consideration the lives of the students who attend the school, not guess upon their own judgme...
Hallway Into My 1st Grade Classroom
886 words'Cat, Dog' I was 7 years old, when I started 1st grade in Woodman Park School. It was a big school with a lot of kids. Like anybody who's going into a new school would be nervous and scared, and want their parents next to them. Well I just was like them, clinging onto my mother's arm as I walked down the hallway into my 1st grade classroom. There were kids in there sitting at little desks. At one end of the room there is a piano where my teacher, Ms. Bistanding, play little kiddie songs and we w...
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