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My father is an enthusiastic art teacher, always ready to share his skill and introduce people to the beauty that is art. In 2009, he sent in a proposal for a Lilly Endowment Teacher Renewal Grant. His proposal was accepted, thus allowing him the ability to take my sister and I to Italy so that...Tags:
Last summer I went on vacation with my family. Our trip was not some huge ordeal; instead, it was a trip to Utah in order to drop my brother, Taylor, off at BYU. On the way, and once we arrived, we did fun activities that were not over the top, but allowed us to spend time together as a family....Tags:
The wind grabbed my ponytail and whipped it backward with alarming force as our airboat sped forward through the gray-green swamp. A dense thicket of trees lined the banks, and my eyes had just enough time to marvel at their knotted roots, desperately clinging to the sloped edge, before they flew...Tags:
On my trip to India, I experienced much joy and saw the pain of others. A group of teenagers, including myself, and a couple of adults arrived at the Orlando air port before the suns decide to show. We all loaded up into the first plane to go to the John F. Kennedy air port in New York. After some...Tags:
Adventure- Thats my specialty. The summer of 2009 came and I was crazed by the idea of a seven day stay at Yosemite National Park. Of course, I had to take my two closest friends with me. We were just seventeen at the time, but that didnt stop us from traveling and getting into dangerous situations...Tags:
“Good morning, sir. Which breakfast would you like?” I awoke and blinked a few times to adjust my eyes to the dimly lit, glowing, fluorescent lights of the Boeing 777. As the other uniformed flight attendants gently woke the rest of the sleeping passengers, I responded “uhh, the warm breakfast,...Tags:
Paved roads turn into gravel roads and gravel roads turn into dirt roads; the pickup truck leaves pavement behind, entering an abyss of pebbles and mud and ditches. I hold onto the metal handle bars in the back of the truck, determined to keep my equilibrium as the wind pushes and smacks me from...Tags:
I went to Lugansk, Ukraine in October of 2009. We went with ServantLife to put on a camp called "Camp Friendship" for the orphans in the area. Not only was this my first overseas trip, but it was the first time I had flown. We started out flying out of Pensacola, FL to Atlanta, GA. The people on...Tags:
Two words. Air. Sickness. I had attempted to prepare myself for the 14 hour “adventure”, but there is no way of knowing how you will handle your first flight. I, obviously, was not doing very well. A ticket mishap had split our family of five into five different seats on five different rows on...Tags:
The snow surrounding my pink tennis shoes melted under the smoldering summer sun. I struggled to remove the cumbersome sweatshirt in hopes of cooling my bronzed skin. As a Florida native, my family often spends summers exploring the environments of various parts of the United States. Two summers in...Tags: