Caution! Kids At Play!
Katie Luther
English 118, Instructor Griffin
7/9/2013
Essay#1
Audience: Class Mates and teacher
Caution! Kids At Play!
I loved growing up in my neighborhood. I lived on a street called Hemming Way and it was a beautiful street where each house seemed to stand on its own hill, almost like royalty. My house was a deep dark red and it had bright green grass out front and a beautiful garden that consisted of roses, dandelions, and jasmines. There were trees and mountains everywhere and early in the morning right after a rainfall, it smelled of pine from the trees. I have so many sweet memories growing in that neighborhood, but my most fond memories were playing with the neighborhood kids. There were 11 kids on my bock and we would play from sun up to sun down. Some of my favorite activities such as riding bikes, jumping on the trampoline and playing hide and seek were so fun and exciting, that they will always remain precious memories. Riding bikes was one of our favorite things to do and I was always the first kid outside riding my bike. My bike was bright pink with Hawaiian flowers, streamers on the handlebars, and a cute white basket on the front. One by one all of the other neighborhood kids would come out to play and once we were all together, we decided what to do for the day. Sometimes we would pretend to drive cars on the freeway and other times we would race each other. Whenever we raced, things would get pretty serious because everyone wanted to be the winner. Groups of 5 would line up at the beginning of our block. Once all the racers were lined up, someone would yell, “three, two, one, go!!!” Then everyone was off, trying to avoid the big rocks in the road, and trying to get to the finish line first. I always ended up losing, unless I was racing against the younger kids. One time we decided to add a jump into the race, which was the dumbest decision us kids had ever made. Each and every one of us in the race, including myself, jumped
English 118, Instructor Griffin
7/9/2013
Essay#1
Audience: Class Mates and teacher
Caution! Kids At Play!
I loved growing up in my neighborhood. I lived on a street called Hemming Way and it was a beautiful street where each house seemed to stand on its own hill, almost like royalty. My house was a deep dark red and it had bright green grass out front and a beautiful garden that consisted of roses, dandelions, and jasmines. There were trees and mountains everywhere and early in the morning right after a rainfall, it smelled of pine from the trees. I have so many sweet memories growing in that neighborhood, but my most fond memories were playing with the neighborhood kids. There were 11 kids on my bock and we would play from sun up to sun down. Some of my favorite activities such as riding bikes, jumping on the trampoline and playing hide and seek were so fun and exciting, that they will always remain precious memories. Riding bikes was one of our favorite things to do and I was always the first kid outside riding my bike. My bike was bright pink with Hawaiian flowers, streamers on the handlebars, and a cute white basket on the front. One by one all of the other neighborhood kids would come out to play and once we were all together, we decided what to do for the day. Sometimes we would pretend to drive cars on the freeway and other times we would race each other. Whenever we raced, things would get pretty serious because everyone wanted to be the winner. Groups of 5 would line up at the beginning of our block. Once all the racers were lined up, someone would yell, “three, two, one, go!!!” Then everyone was off, trying to avoid the big rocks in the road, and trying to get to the finish line first. I always ended up losing, unless I was racing against the younger kids. One time we decided to add a jump into the race, which was the dumbest decision us kids had ever made. Each and every one of us in the race, including myself, jumped