How advancements in technology affect the media
Jennifer Zomchek
English A111
Dr. Jared Griffin
September 26, 2013
A Beautiful Tragedy The summer my family and I uprooted from our wonderful life in Florida to take on a new adventure in Kodiak, Alaska, seems like the last summer of my childhood. I never realized, until years later how bittersweet those days would be. Only memories now, they remain precious to me. After a long but remarkable summer stay at my Grandfather’s house in Arkansas, my older brother David and I were feeling apprehensive about this new chapter in our lives. My eldest brother Johnathan, who was currently in Boston exploring his options with the military, could not believe the journey we were about to embark on. Florida to Alaska is a pretty big leap, right? Just a twelve year old timid and freckle faced kid, I didn’t even know who I was yet, and now I was displaced from my element, to be thrown into the elements. Sprays of cold seawater mist hit me in the face as a warm wind blew across the surface of the deep swaying water below and the smell of fish permeated the air. When the ferry docked, I remember saying, “Oh my God Ma, where are we?” “Yeah man, where in the hell are we? You guys have to be kidding right now right,” My brother snapped. Only fifteen at the time, he had a bold tongue as well as a strong desire to be a big fish in a big ocean, making Kodiak very undesirable to him. My Mother being the positive person she is, smiled at me and my brother and said, “Kids, enough negative. We are finally here and it’s been a long journey. As long as we have each other we will be just fine.” Uncomforted by her optimism we had no choice but to continue on into our new Alaskan lifestyle. While exploring the island, David and I discovered the sweet ripened Salmon berries and Russian berries scattered in the bushes alongside a meandering river. The rivers were flooded with fish and the grand mountains were so close and majestic that we could not find the words to describe them
English A111
Dr. Jared Griffin
September 26, 2013
A Beautiful Tragedy The summer my family and I uprooted from our wonderful life in Florida to take on a new adventure in Kodiak, Alaska, seems like the last summer of my childhood. I never realized, until years later how bittersweet those days would be. Only memories now, they remain precious to me. After a long but remarkable summer stay at my Grandfather’s house in Arkansas, my older brother David and I were feeling apprehensive about this new chapter in our lives. My eldest brother Johnathan, who was currently in Boston exploring his options with the military, could not believe the journey we were about to embark on. Florida to Alaska is a pretty big leap, right? Just a twelve year old timid and freckle faced kid, I didn’t even know who I was yet, and now I was displaced from my element, to be thrown into the elements. Sprays of cold seawater mist hit me in the face as a warm wind blew across the surface of the deep swaying water below and the smell of fish permeated the air. When the ferry docked, I remember saying, “Oh my God Ma, where are we?” “Yeah man, where in the hell are we? You guys have to be kidding right now right,” My brother snapped. Only fifteen at the time, he had a bold tongue as well as a strong desire to be a big fish in a big ocean, making Kodiak very undesirable to him. My Mother being the positive person she is, smiled at me and my brother and said, “Kids, enough negative. We are finally here and it’s been a long journey. As long as we have each other we will be just fine.” Uncomforted by her optimism we had no choice but to continue on into our new Alaskan lifestyle. While exploring the island, David and I discovered the sweet ripened Salmon berries and Russian berries scattered in the bushes alongside a meandering river. The rivers were flooded with fish and the grand mountains were so close and majestic that we could not find the words to describe them