I never worked in a camp, but I have the experience
I never worked in a camp, but I have the experience
In the writing “Joyas Voladoras” by Brian Doyle at the end of paragraph 3 and the beginning of paragraph 4 the shift goes from talking about hummingbird hearts, to talking about the blue whale heart. Before the shift Brian was talking about how many heart beats we spend in a lifetime and used shorter sentences, for example stating “It's expensive to fly”. You burn out. You fry the machine. You melt the engine.”…
Ancient Mexico has gotten the attention of both natives and outsiders, and due to it’sconstruction…
Vastly acknowledged as a paradox of the heart, Joyas Voladoras, flying jewels, tells the notion of how centric the heart’s role is when choosing your way of life.…
A Hummingbird’s Life In the story “Joyas Voladoras,” by Brian Doyle, he is trying to tell us a message. “Joyas Voladoras” is about hummingbirds, amazing yet very small creatures with beautiful colors. Joyas Voladoras, flying jewels, are what the first white explorers called them. Hummingbirds visit hundreds of flowers every day, and have incredible metabolisms that burn their calories quickly.…
Thesis: The Dominican Republic, Punta Cana is It is one the most amazing places I have ever visited, I created memories from the tropical scenery, the food experience and the culture of people that will last a lifetime.…
This chapter talks about the history of Guadalupe. Especially about some of the most important events in this little town. For example some conquistadores who ate a poisoned bear and died. But, this chapter does not only talk about Mexican or Latino cultures it also has some stories about Chinese and Japanese people.…
On the weekend while celebrating labor and my sister birthday party, we went back to my old hometown. While in Texas we were hungry driving around looking for a good place to go eat. We decided to go and try a Mexican restaurant located in Arlington Texas, where my friend Jose Reyes lives.…
In the Hispanic culture, one of the most common and well-known traditions is a Quinceañera. Going to another cultural event that is different from my own is very educational yet a rewarding experience. Some of the distinct elements that really put the event together are the experience of the event, the different phrases in that culture, verbal communication and cultural distinctiveness of the culture, and was able to understand how the Hispanic culture is different from traditional American culture.…
I’ve learned a lot about the Aztecs and Spanish and how the encounter of these two…
In 1997, after I graduated from the University of Baja California, in Tijuana, Mexico, and started my first job, I decided to take my first trip with my best friends. We were undecided on which city we were going to visit. After a little research we found the city of Guanajuato. We picked this city because it has a lot of places to visit and is a colonial city. However, the thing that lead me decide is that this city remind me of the story of Romeo and Juliet. Guanajuato was an extraordinary experience full of mystery, with places that are dangerous and a city that most people will fall in love with.…
First we had to drive to Omaha to get on our airplane it took about 1 hour 30 minutes just to get there. Then it took the plane 8 hours to get to Cancun. When we got their it had just stopped raining. The first thing I saw once we left the airport was a…….PALM TREE! It was like 6:00 A.M. so I was tired we went to our hotel and slept for 4 hours. Then my dad said “wake up it time to see the pyramids!” I was so excited I forgot I was tired! It took another hour to get there but when we did it was soooo cool. It was in a jungle so I saw lots of birds. I even saw a parrot its feathers were so colorful soon we got to the pyramid.…
Can you imagine Hernán Cortes when he first entered Tenochtitlan? I’ll give you some information about the things he probably felt, watched, heard or noticed. Think if the action was completed or not. Then, use the verbs of sensation to report what happened. Follow the example.…
We travelled for about four days or so. It was night when we got to Tijuana and at the bus station, two guys were already waiting to take us to their house.Their house did not have beds or anything inside; this house was far away from the city. It looked like no one was living there but there were people inside. They all were drunk and looked overdosed. They were gangs that go at the border and ask people for money and if people don't gave them what they ask they would kill…
My mom was in tears, she was laughing so hard. Another incident that was memorable was a one about an international For example, one steaming hot day I was at the pool they had at Lake Rudolph. I was in the pool chilling out when a kid came up to me and asked me if I wanted to toss. When I heard him say that I he had an abnormal accent. Thirty minutes when on and we talked about what we did here so far. But then the question slipped out, “Where are you from”. He said he was from Mexico. Once he said that I was in awe. I thought it was very interesting that he was from another country. I had a great time learning about what’s different in Mexico and what’s the same. The last incident that was memorable was an incident about an outdoor activity. At Lake Rudolph, there is no TV’s. Lake Rudolph made me do things outside with my family. My family and cousins wanted to enjoy the summer night at Lake Rudolph. We created a bonfire and chilled out. We chilled out by making grilling hot dogs, hamburgers, and s’mores. The burning sensation on your face from the fire and the scent of the s’mores made the night great. We sat there for three hours talking about stories from the past and what problems the world has given us at that…
Usually in the afternoon my uncle would take us to the lake; the water was icy cold but it did not matter since there was nothing comparable to the fun that we had at the lake. There was a garden just a few miles away from the house, and often on Saturdays we would go there. Following our swim in the lake, we would eat luscious fruit from the trees. For two hours or more, we would savor sweet peaches, mangos, juicy oranges and sweet guavas. Then, we would return to the house at sunset. On our way back, my uncle would let us ride the mule, since the journey was long. At last, my family would gather around a bonfire to tell scary stories under the starry, dark sky. All of these meals and excursions were such heavenly fun—it is easy to see why Saturdays in Mexico were the most exciting days of my life.…