Today as I was getting ready to go out, I started debating whether I even wanted to go outside because it was so cold. I started to realize how difficult it would be for me to acclimate to such drastic change in weather. It's silly to think that that was the only thing that made me nervous about moving here, but Florida is so much warmer that it doesn't compare. I caught myself wishing for some of that Florida weather and couldn't imagine what I would do when it got colder than 45 degrees. However, once I opened my eyes to the reality that I actually hated the heavy humidity in the Florida air that made it difficult to breath at times and that there is a nice warm feeling that the winter brings around. I wasn't
Every cold Alberta winter, or dry summer, makes me long for the East Coast. When I grow tired of the brown dirty hills of Alberta, I can close my eyes and picture being back in New Brunswick, bright green meadows and clear rivers. I miss how the fog creeps into your yard in the early mornings, the bittersweet smell of the sea that never could be washed out, I miss the feeling of home. As a child, my family and I would road trip, traveling East to the sea. I remember how the vastness of Alberta would change into the golden prairies of Saskatchewan, then shift into the forested hills of Ontario, and finally the calm rocky shores of New Brunswick. I remember the house we lived in, white paint peeling off the sides of the house, a Canadian and Arcadian flag flying on the porch (put there by my historian of a cousin), floral green wallpaper clashing with antique, mismatched furniture. That house has been in my family for generations, each of our stories have been told, beautiful new memories have been made there. I miss it so much. I miss the beach side bonfires, sparks drifting so far away they became stars, the rainy marketplace days, coming home and smelling like fish. The Alberta cold makes my heartache, I want to go home. My home is a comfortable old cabin, where I grew to not be scared of a
Debut novel by hip-hop rap artist Sister Souljah, whose No Disrespect (1994), which mixes sexual history with political
Porsche Santiaga had spent the first eight years of her life looking up to her older sister Winter Santiaga. In the book “The Coldest Winter Ever” it was all about Winter Santiaga, but in the in the sequel “A Deeper Love Inside” Its time to tell Winter’s younger sister Porsche story. After the arrest of the father of the Santiaga sisters, everything changed for everyone. Winter started worrying about things she never even had to worry about. She had to take care of her sisters like a mother would, she had to find out where the childrens next meal would come from. After going threw hell and even getting arrested to get her and her family back together. She failed at the task of being the most reliable person in her family. Her father
My name is Kelsey and I am 22 years old. I live in the Florida panhandle and have been going to Walt Disney World since I was six years old. I was raised into a family that is incredibly loyal to the Disney brand; we still try and go as a family at least once a year. Now that I am engaged, my fiancé and I have started our own annual tradition, and will hopefully be married there.
Surviving anywhere isn't easy, they'd have to know many skills to survive the treacherous Arctic. They must know their environment, climate, animals, and vegetation, knowing all of those would make surviving a lot easier. It would be even easier if they will come up with a plan on how there going to survive also. Knowing and understanding what to do, in need to survive, determines what happens in a deadly situation.
Characteristic calamities truly are very normal over the globe. There are of various types generally Earthquakes , Volcanic Eruptions and Snow storms. In light of the climatic conditions in my general vicinity Snow storms are inclined to be happened oftentimes. The primary Natural calamity in the whole Central America is a snow storm. Indeed there is a possibility of event of tremors. Anyway by watching the atmosphere from past decades there is a less risk of event of seismic tremors. Despite the fact that such seismic tremors happen the force that is recorded is low. Fortunately there are no volcanoes in the range. So there is no statement for the volcanic ejections to happen. Be that as it may there is an alternate debacle which is having an opportunity to happen is a Tornado. A few safeguards must be strictly utilized with a specific end goal to get maintained from these sorts of circumstances. All the individuals living in the specific group must be given legitimate directions on the sort of fiascos that are happened and the mind that ought to be taken while the event of such exceptionally risky episodes in the true worls.
The nature disaster that can remember was an ice storm in January 1997. I just had my son one week before the ice storm. The ice storm lasted for about a week. There was ice all over the power line which cause lights to be out all over the city. The lights were off at my home for a week and we had a gas heater in our restroom. The heater kept one room in our home warm as if the central unit was working. I was overwhelmed because I just had a new born son with no heat or hot water for a week. I would place my son can milk on the bathroom counter to keep it at room temperature.
The day I moved away, a lot of things were going through my young mind. As I took my last look at my home, I remembered all the fun times I had with my family and friends through out my life. Now I was moving 800 miles away from all of that with no insight on what lied ahead for me. As my family and I drove away from our Michigan home, I looked out the window wondering what Virginia would be, and what my friends were doing. A lot of things were going through my mind at the time. At the time my main worry was if I would make any friends, and how I would adjust to everything. During the whole drive down, my mother would often let me know that everything would be all right and I would like it. Trying to be strong and hold back my tears, I just shook my head no, wondering why we had to move so far away. Life would be different for me and I knew it would.
My memory of strolling up and down St. George Street in St. Augustine is more than just a cherished flashback, it’s the start of a new life. Prior to moving to Florida, both of my parents were in the Navy, resulting in our family having to move all around the East Coast frequently. When it was revealed that we would finally settle down in Florida, our first visit would be none other than the oldest city in the United States, St. Augustine. This memory of St. Augustine is so important to me because it piqued my interest in history, it gave me a chance to spend time with my mom, and I was able to witness my first sunset.
I 've never experienced the extremes of New England weather but Boston and Harvard get the same weather as Amherst don 't they, regardless of whether they 're urban or rural? I expect that Boston-born and Harvard professor Helen Vendler also weeps with joy at the end of winter as much as her rural cousins. It 's something alien to us, of course, where the seasons transition from our dreary, wet winters into dreary, wet summers, via a dreary, wet spring and into -- you 've guessed it -- a dreary, wet autumn. Today, however, is actually quite warm and sunny, but we 've become quite fatalistic at so many false meteorological dawns, and the word on the street (or at least at the bus stop this morning) is that it ain 't gonna last. Oh, fraud that cannot cheat the bus stop
The longest I’ve ever lived in one place was the nine years that my family and I lived in
I live in a place that gets lots of snow each year. In fact it snowed this weekend, so what do I do in a snow storm? During a snow storm I usually stay inside and either read a book or draw by our fireplace. If I am not relaxing I am probably cooking stuff like Oreo balls, cut out cookies, peanut butter balls, and almond bark pretzels. If I am not inside I'm outside in the storm (if it's not too bad) with my sister, brothers, and of course my dog. If the snow is sticky we make the most epic forts, and we have snowball fights. If the snow isn't too fluffy we go sledding. During every snow storm we all have hot chocolate after our day of relaxing, or fun day in the snow.
When I saw the snow, I had so many feelings inside of me. I could barely speak or breathe. I was feeling so excited about the snow that I had to jump around the house and scream. While I was getting out of bed, I had so much energy! I was extremely energetic and the only way to let it out was to get out and have lots of snow day fun! When I started to get on my warm winter gear, I was curious about what I was going to do when I got outside? Man I can barely wait to start this day! I feel like I might explode with all the amazing things I can do today.
Do you ever become sad, or have trouble sleeping, and focusing in the winter, but then when it starts to get warmer, and there is more sunlight you return to being in your usual state of mind? If so, you may be experiencing symptoms of Seasonal Affective disorder, or SAD. Seasonal Affective Disorder is a form of depression that follows a seasonal pattern. It is thought to affect roughly six percent of Americans, and women are four times as likely to be affected as men. Symptoms of SAD include changes in sleeping patterns, general fatigue, loss of pleasure, difficulty focusing, weight gain and thoughts of death or suicide; all of these symptoms are very negative and hurtful to the afflicted persons.
When the term seasons come to mind, most people think of the four major weather seasons; summer, fall, winter, and spring. But, within these four, there are far more interesting seasons to notice and associate with that specific time of year. For example, the first part of the year tends to yield many blushing brides vowing to a lifelong commitment and friendship with their groom and therefore is considered wedding season. Similar seasons are wound throughout the year such as football season, engagement season, and swimsuit season, but the most wonderful time of the year is by far the holiday season. For many reasons, the holiday season, the time ranging from Thanksgiving to New Years, brings a feeling of togetherness and joy that simply is