... from the island. As the stone slipped from his fingers, his eyes followed the ripples that glided on and off the grey beach where he stood, then rose almost by habit to gaze once more at the Arizona Memorial stretching white and graceful, remembering painfully that this would be the last time that he would ever walk along this beautiful beach. As his eyes watched the waves, and how they caressed the muddy shoreline, he began to think of the future. His thoughts were quickly disrupted. “Hey bud, how's it going? What was so important that you had to talk to me about?” Chris asked. “It's to hard. I can't go on with it.” “What? What can't you go on wit ...
... money too. He still owes me seven hundred ninety eight dollars and ninety five cents, plus tax. For a Harvard graduate he sure is a wash up. The only thing he could afford to drive was the car the police station gave him. It was a 1986 Buick with a green trunk, maroon body, and a navy blue hood. The thing took about three minutes to start and another five to warm up, and that was in the summer. Ten minutes later he showed up at my desk. I could still smell her perfume on him. He looked terrible, like usual, man he was such a good guy, but he didn't have a lucky bone in his body. “So what's up now Steve? . . . another vending machine robbery . . . more s ...
... deriving up plans so that they could either get out of there gang without being killed or a way that they could see each other without being caught by either one of their gangs. They never got to see each other because Leroy didn't have a phone and neither one of them had cars. Finally Leroy had to see and be with Marsha so he snuck out of his apartment, stole a car and drove it to the neighborhood where Marsha lived. He stood up by her room and threw rocks up at her bedroom window until she looked out and said "boy how you trippin down there trying to through rocks up at this window know in I is fast sleep" then she wiped the sleep from her eyes and saw t ...
... be a commodity for sale or free for all for public usage. And should some maps and information be withheld from the public for safety reasons and/or be treated as a private entity, which can be bought and sold. Some examples of confidential data that can't be released are records in the Internal Revenue Service, Census Bureau, and also the Mineral Management Service. Another holder of private information would be the Department of Defense, withholding war information and military technology. So far the primary legal uses of GIS are the access to information, product liabilities and breaching of contracts. But GIS is relatively new so there are definitely more ...
... several herbs and a peach tree named Packwood (named after creeping under my skirt once too often). Everything was going along nicely. Then we went on vacation.... We came back to find a sea of green. Tomatoes covered everything. We had to transplant two of the eggplants, and we lost the one with the red and white stripes. Most of the herbs had disappeared. The peppers and Packwood were ok, but we hadn't planted any tomatoes in that box. But the tomatoes in the next box over were trying to invade it. Tomatoes overflowed everywhere. After a few weeks of picking, I noticed a few things. The first was how much my back and legs hurt from standing on my hea ...
... a patriotic moment to see General Washington break the first ground at the Siege of Yorktown. We had sent a small band of men to the western side of us to fire on the British. Our plan worked and all the British inside were soon firing on them while we dug our trenches. When dawn came around they saw their mistake and started firing on us but no harm was done. It took nine days to dig all of the trenches. Finally on October 15th we were prepared to start the siege. As the American Flag rose ten cannons fired simultaneously. Since we were firing from 150 ft. away our cannons had a devastating effect. Later, during the second afternoon the Sappers and Miner ...
... on one with the goalie. My mind was going crazy.. should I shoot it now… should I wait… should I try dribbling by him… Then Baaammm I was on the ground and I heard the whistle blow. I saw all the parents going crazy and my coach was in the air. Did I score…? Then I saw the referee signal a penalty kick. My coach pointed to me…I knew what I had to do. There was only about 2 minutes left so I knew if I made this, I would be the hero and my team would win. I was ready to take it now.. BRRRRR (the whistle) GGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAALLLLLLL! I had scored and completed my hat-trick filled season. Our team did it, won our first tournament. Once I saw the trophies w ...
... Another aspect of my participation with this high school club in problem solving was to acquire the neccessary funds in the construction materials, competition fees as well as for personal expenses required for traveling outside the province for competitions. Fund-raising was both stressful and difficult due to the fact that corporate sponsors had limited resources and could not finance to the extent that had been previously predicted. As time progressed, the situation worsened simply because the district school board received financial cuts due to the reduced provincial budget. The problem of convincing sponsors outside of the norm became a task in itself. With t ...
... for fifteen minutes. This was not only easy because I could estimate one quarter of the way around the timer, but also because it has little lines and numbers that stick out. Physically I got through my workout as usual but emotionally I did not. Within the first ten minutes of having the glasses on I felt sad. I already missed seeing my surroundings with unimpaired vision. There is nothing to interesting to look at in our exercise room but I actually missed reading the same old posters that I read over and over almost unconsciously. One poster says, “Stone Cold 3:16,” with a picture of Steve Austin in a wrestling rink, and the other is a brunette in a ...
... The train stopped again and almost every body hurried out. “Why are you in the train and where's your m other?” Lucinda asked. “My mother said that I was old enough to take care of my self. So my mother sat me on the train and said that if there came any of the cruel men I should hurry out, and I don't believe in Santa. But if you do he properly heard you lien, I'm 7” Jason said “Would you like to buy some christmaspresents with me?” Lucinda asked. “I don't know -maybe some of the shopasistents will recognise me, and I'm really not supposed to go with strangers” Jason said. “Well, only you can decide if I'm a stranger” Lucinda said very tem ...
