Friday, September 2, 2011
Eyes Wide Open
Today sitting outside on the Senior Square steps, there was a breeze in the air. A breeze I remember from long ago while getting ready to sail on my first cruise. Feeling the cool breeze blow through my hair on our balcony. And knowing at any moment we were off. Then the horn blows just like a trombone in room D6 in early September. We were finally off. I remember the feeling of panic as I watched the tiny spots on the ground which formed into men untying the string from the dock. Knowing I was now on my way to some far away place. Not knowing what to expect in those magical lands we call tropical islands. I missed the sounds of people mowing the lawn at school and flying by the classroom window, kids all around watching them. I remember those good ol' days.
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Emma <3
ReplyDeletemy favorite sentence was when you related the horn to the trumpet being played in D6. i really liked it overall. your so sweet, and i LOVE graceynn. :)
anyways you are really good at relating to other things that i wouldnt have thought of :) keep up the great work!
<3 Kelss.
I loved how you related your cruise experience to things someone could imagine. It made it so easy for me to picture what you were experiencing. I wish it was longer!
ReplyDeleteGreat story. I like how you related the breeze to your cruise. Next time, describe how it makes you feel. You told us what happened, but left out how it made you feel. How did it affect you?
ReplyDeletei enjoyed how everything you saw or heard had a relation to what you saw on senior square and made it relate so i can picture it too
ReplyDeleteIt's really amazing how you could really paint an image in my mind, very nice job, can't wait to read more!
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