The feeling of going back to the place that it all began was amazing! I felt like a little kid again. Though a vaguely remembered everything there, I still remembered many things. My mom had to practically drag me out of the aquarium that day.…
The enormous stretch of woods to the northeast, the beautiful beach, the creek, the canoe lake, and the whole layout of the cabin all combined to make the experience truly…
The Pond Ecosystem Gizmo™ lets you study ponds as an ecologist would. Each of the tools can be dragged to the pond to take measurements.…
I always loved observing the scenery. Taking in mother nature's gift to us. This was also the chance to relax, and to not think of…
Shimmering waterfall with the patchwork dam outlining the upper edge, perfectly designed to let out the right amount of water to create a wonderful, magical sight. An afternoon exploring the wetlands with a group of people I didn’t know until the trip started, but somehow became my closest friends.…
The outside smelled liked autumn. The wind was gentle. As my friend and I walked, the leaf crunched below our feet. When we reached the park it transformed. One playground became the ice castle. That had snow guard guarding all around the castle. The ponds sparkle from the sun that was surrounding the castle. As for the other playground lit up with fire, from stone to stone. I raced the fire queen to my castle.…
My mother took my brothers and I over to one of my mom's coworkers (and good friend’s) house on the white river. whenever we went there we knew we were either fishing or kayaking. I have never done them both at the same time, but this day, I guess I did both of them.…
“Where am I?” The creature thought. It was at a place filled with beautiful trees and other plants. It looked around fascinated. Many other creatures were in the place too. It explored the land. It saw many animals who looked similar to his reflection in the water. He talked to all the animals who were his kind and made friends with all of them. It soon became dark and became day again.…
When I was seven years old, my father left me and my family to pursue a new future in the United states. He wanted to give his family opportunities he never had. The days soon became months and the months became years. During this time my family was getting ready for another vast transformation that brought us to America.…
That moment when everything you’ve learned was forgotten. As i listen to the teacher i was trying to understand the words that sounded familiar to spanish but i had no success. I felt like going back to my country and stay living there,where nobody looked at you weird because you couldn't understand the language. I was so focus on that problem with not…
When we arrived in Australia I felt isolated, I started at a new school and it was hard to make friends. There were not many Vietnamese people living in my area and the kids at school teased my 'squinty eyes' and my bad english. I remember crying myself to sleep every night and having nightmares of my classmates screaming at me to go back to where I came from. I was lonely, I didn't fit in, I didn't belong. Until we got a new classmate, another refugee like me. Whitney was from India and as soon as the two of us met, I knew she would be my first friend here in Australia. We were a constant support for each other and helped one another settle in and slowly be accepted by others.…
It was a pond owned by my good associate, Ralph Waldo Emerson. He was also a transcendentalist and believed in some of which I do. He allowed me to get away, as you would say from this mad world of technologies, and society conformations to be alone. I decided to leave everything on July 4, 1845 and live on Walden Pond in Concord, Massachusetts for two years, two months and two…
I pass the pond covered in algae with colors of green, brown, yellow, black and look like fur growing on it. There is a woman setting on a bench dressed in black pants and an oversized blue sweater watching the ducks fight over the stale bread crumbs; she is throwing into the water. The pond has beautiful fish, the dull grey and the brightly colored varieties they give the pond splashes of grey, orange, silver, red, and yellow color as they swim back and forth. I could spend hours relaxing and watching the fish swim. I can also see a turtle swimming, the shell color matches the green in the algae so perfectly you would have missed him had he not been moving.…
I was just ten when my parents told me that my dad got a new job and that we had to move from New York to Georgia. At that moment millions of thoughts rushed into my mind. I didn't want to move. I had a lot of friends and family here, I was on a little league team, everything is great here, and I didn't like the idea of leaving that all behind. I didn't even know where Georgia was. But I knew I had no choice, so that last day of school I said my goodbyes to my friends and teachers with sadness in my heart, knowing I wouldn't see them again next year. I got home, packed everything, and closed the door of the empty house. We drove thirteen hours to our new home. During those thirteen hours of sleeping and staring out the window, a mix of sadness…
I was a fake fish that was thrown onto the pool deck and left to dry. The pool had its shallow ends and it had even deeper ones for those who knew how to swim. I stared at the 6 ft area wanting to jump in and swim with the others. I walked off the pool deck in despair and onto the grass to sit on my towel and reevaluate my…