The poem “Urban Indian: Portrait 3” written by Richard Wagamese, shows how an experience in nature can help create a connection not only with nature but also with humans. The speaker remembers an old experience of his when he was paddling “..and he can still feel the muscle/ of the channel on his arm/ the smell of it/ potent, rich, eternal/ the smell of dreams and visions..” This feeling and connection has been kept within him and has helped him become who he is now as an adult: “..and heads down the stairs/ out into the street/ to find the kids/ he teaches to carve paddles now.” He may be far from that place where he once was, but he shares this memory to carve the paddles of a canoe: “..in the moonlight/ what he brings to them.” This reveals…
Initially, she recollects upon her personal experience, painting for her readers a picture of the way a child views nature, magical, intense, and adventurous. By doing this she connects her reader to herself and to nature, allowing them to empathize with the environment, seeing its joy, feeling its pain, and finding its beauty.…
Now days, it is hard to connect or be with the nature, especially if you live in a city. While there are people that interact with the nature every day because of their rural location. The short poem “Traveling through the Dark” by William Stafford, is about a person that encounter a dead deer in the road in the middle of the night. In the story, the narrator have to decide if he would save the unborn deer or just throw the mom deer to the river to save other people that might suffer an accident by encountering the dead body. In the poem, is interesting to see how the narrator, which represent the human world, makes a connection with the natural world by encountering the deer and debating if he/she should do something for the baby deer. Interestingly enough, Stafford give a clear description of the setting, location and time where this is occurring when he mentions, “Traveling through the dark I found a deer dead on the edge…
There I am sitting in my canoe, I close my eyes and just listen. I listen to the trees swaying in the breeze, the raindrops pitter-patting on my coat, the movement of the paddle as it dips into the water. I picture the beautiful autumn foliage that surrounds me as leaves gently fall from the tree onto the surface of the water and make a print on the water, even if it is only there for a second. As English writer William Hazlitt once said “We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.” This is how I felt out on the river during our trip, I felt like I could really understand and appreciate the beauty and serene peace of being one with nature. I also felt like I could appreciate the care that it takes to keep…
He talks about how he was fascinated as a kid by the brilliance of nature. He remembers almost every detail: the sound of the “mountain springs,” “this dark sycamore,” and the “hedge rows.” He mentions how he would always reminisce about his experience, which would help keep him keep sane. When he’s there, he’s thinking about his perception of it in the past, and the way he will reminisce about this experience in the future. His perspective on nature changed. Now, he is not only fascinated by its beauty, rather looks at it in a more detailed form, understanding its place in the world as well as how everything in the world is connected with one another. As he grew older he became more mature and wise, which allowed him to see things differently and have a much more deeper understanding of life in connection with…
One way Gary Paulsen shows the theme about nature is by using imagery in chapter 1. There, the author says, " Part of the chant of an ancient Navajo prayer rolled through my mind: Beauty above me, Beauty below me, Beauty before me… That is how I felt then frequently still feel when I am running dogs" (Paulsen 3). This piece of evidence explains how Gary Paulsen felt when he was in nature. This made him want to know. Not only is there evidence in Chapter 1, but also evidence In Chapter 8 for imagery describing nature. In chapter 8, the text says," The wind seemed to scream as we cut through the night ... somehow we had gotten in the worst part of the weather" ( Paulsen 80). This quote shows what Paulsen had to go through once. This was…
As children, most of us experienced and even lived in a world of imagination where we were able to explore beyond the world we lived in. Whether it was a certain activity we engaged in or certain place we went to, these things helped us develop as children. Frazier and his friends would go to the woods to “explore” whatever was out there for them to find. They spent their time climbing trees and crushing ice for their own fun play time. Like Frazier, during my childhood I was always very absorbed in art. Drawing was a way for me to imagine a world where possibilities were endless. As I would draw no one really disturbed me because I was “taken away”. I didn’t have to worry about my drawing being the next Picasso masterpiece, or I didn’t have to worry about my drawing making sense at all. I was just drawing for…
The sun shone vibrantly through the trees and I loved the way it complemented the gold leaves. I started to notice the incline to the top of the hill, it was steady unlike the Adirondacks where you go up and down. When I got to the top I saw a spectacular view of the surrounding neighborhoods and way in the distance I saw the buildings of Rochester. As I stood there I admired the pure beauty that lies so close to home. It is hard to believe that a wilderness like this one could be surrounded by suburban neighborhoods. Being higher up and in an open space I could really appreciate the mixture of golds, oranges and yellows it was different than being on regular ground level. I thought to myself ‘’I should do this more often, it’s peaceful and healthy.’’ I felt a certain peace with in me while I’m in the woods, suddenly my phone vibration broke my train of thought. It was my stepmom texting me to see if everything was okay, I replied yes and I’d be back at the trailhead in a short time. The leaves snapped and cracked under my feet on the way back and the crisp fall air made the not yet fallen leaves dance in the trees, it was getting later in the day. I was three quarters through the loop so I was still fine,I wasn’t…
In “Into the Wild” by Jon Krakauer, the beauty of nature is reiterated multiple times. When recounting his personal experience in climbing the Devils Thumb, Krakauer described a picture he had seen of the mountain as having, “held an almost pornographic fascination for me(135).” Christopher McCandless was one of the many who was so drawn to the wild that whenever the chance arose he whisked himself away from his family and embraced the wilderness. The year upon his graduation of high school, McCandless went on an extended camping trip by himself, and did not return until just a day or two before school started for the next year. This however was just one of Chris’s trips. Since he was a young boy he had always been drawn to nature. His family worked nearly nonstop, but when the chance arose the family would take to the road and camp out of the back of the truck. Christopher’s father Walt recounted, “Chris loved those trips, the longer the better (108).” These lengthy trips must have given McCandless a taste of the glamour nature held, because he carried on with the adventures all through high school and college.…
Growing up in rural Kansas was boring. Especially since I grew up in the seventies. There were no cell phones or game systems to occupy my time. My family had an old black and white television set. I loved to watch The Price is Right in the days before Bob Barker’s hair turned white. After the show was over, the only way to kill time was to play outside and wander down to the creek that ran parallel to our property. There was a secret trail buried in the wall of trees that lined our two acre yard. My brother and I would slide down the trail, landing on the dirt banks like explorers on a mission. Sometimes we would hunt for crawdads under rocks. Other times we would take our poles and fish. We never went into the water after the time I got bit by a gar.…
The dictionary defines a vacation as a period of time to pause from work, study, or additional activities. Also can be defined as a time period for relaxation, leisure, recreation, or traveling. Now as the definition for vacation suggests, a vacation can be idealized in two different practices. One method a person who is considering on taking a vacation where they can relax, might possibly consider a luxurious vacation to Punta Cana in the Dominican Republic. Formerly the contrasting style of vacation would be an exhilarating and adventurous one, like backpacking through the Arizona National Scenic Trail.…
In my earlier years my family took me camping to a lake. My cousins came as well, which made it even more enjoyable. When we arrived at the campsite, I was in awe. It was something out of a Disney movie. There were towering pine trees shielding us from the sun’s rays. Wild plants and bushes surrounded our campsite, but not too far away was a clearing in the bushes where we can see the lake in all its glory. People were fishing, kayaking, swimming, and playing with their dogs.…
The sky is clear as the deep blue sea. The main focal point was the bright orange full moon, which is accented by the glitzing stars. The reflection of the moon stretched across the lake in the country pasture to my left. The wavy water caused the moon to move as if it was a boat in the middle of the lake. I strolled along the wooden bridge as the moderate, meek breeze brushed the hairs on my skin and my nose. There was a continuous melody of insects singing, while the owls, frogs, crickets, and other night creatures blended in like background singers. The planes soared through the sky, displaying an array of lights, which appeared to be shooting stars. The deer and foxes, as well as other wildlife, welcomed themselves to their playground as they ran, jumped, crept, and played…
The narrator also uses imagery to emphasize how nature and fishing makes him happy. It was a “solitude”, a “corridor of hidden life that ran between the banks like a tunnel”(Weatheral 2). He describes how the river makes him feel. It makes him feel at peace at the…
Vacations are a time we use to recharge our batteries. A time to spend with the ones you love and build lifelong memories. There are many different options to consider when choosing where and how to vacation. Everyone has different things they consider enjoyable or relaxing. In this essay I will discuss different types of vacations and point out some benefits of each.…