“Hurry up!” Sam blared to his brother Max. The duo raced towards the gathering crowd. Today was the Woodbury County Fair and Sam did not want to miss it. As they thrust through to the front of the crowd they heard the loudspeaker click on, “The race tickets will be available in fifteen minutes, fifteen minutes.” As one of Sam’s favorite things to do at the fair was watch the race and rides, Sam was excited. As the day continued on with a very sporadic schedule, Sam had surprisingly won first place in a couple of categories with his extremely realistic car model, earning twenty to thirty dollars! By two pm, Sam was so tired that he felt he was going to feint right there on the sidewalk! It was only his shoes and excitement for the race that kept him going, that and his shoes were saying, “Keep going Sam, the race is awaiting you, go Sam, exhaustion will not overcome you!” At least it was time for the race, as Sam walked up to the track with Max, he heard, BANG! VROOM! CLASH! CLASH! As Sam and Max sat down in the front most row, he realized Max was cheering for the opposite racer. Sam was so distracted, he sat down in a sopping wet chair, he was watching the intensifying race, scrutinizing each racer. Sam was still exhausted, …show more content…
In his excitement, Sam tripped, as he stumbled, he saw his revolting destination. In front of him was a mud hole, Sam’s face hit the mud hole with excruciating force, feeling like his face had taken a belly flop! As he wiped mud from his eyes with disgust, he heard his brother loudly pronounce, “You are going to be in big trouble when you get home!” For days after his embarrassing experience his brother was still laughing, “When you got home, mom made you as clean as a
Larson’s use of imagery causes the reader to picture the beautiful landscape of the fairgrounds before the fair becomes, which might make the reader wish they were apart of this scenery. Larson emphasizes people will see things they “have never seen before”. Like a “broad body of water extending into the horizon” (55) , making the reader feel as if
I was sitting with my friend, Pistol on one of the bucking shoots watching the barrel race.
Hi folks, thanks for the response to my previous blog. However, my slothful ways have caught up to me and I need to complete this blog that’s become a few weeks overdue for the Minnesota State Fair. Although, I enjoyed my time at the Minnesota State Fair, although being worn down and tired of hordes of people, I decided not to travel to the Renaissance Fair the following day. However, The Minnesota State Fair was delightful and was able to partake in the music, the culture, and the delicious food. Although my dental regimen was not on par for the toothache that started after eating those sweet delectable cookies. I will explain later in the blog, certainly read further on a few tips for the 2016 Minnesota State Fair.
I can hear the hum of taxi cabs whizzing past me as I stand on the corner of the busy downtown street. New York City! I still can't believe that I'm here or that I'm staying here. Aunt Allison was so sweet to let me live in her place whilst she travels around south America. I step out onto the road when the traffic light changed from green to red.
They go to the video and after along time of examining the video it was Dave who won the race by a 1/100 of a second. This race was a crucial race for Dan as the winner of this race earned a spot in the Olympics. However, between the qualifying race and the Olympics, Dave tears his hamstring during his intense training. In a shocking turn of events, Dave was declared unable to run leaving there one spot open to a sprinter. One day Dan gets a call from the Olympic organization and it offered a card to compete in the 2050 summer Olympics in the spot of Dave. Dan excitedly accepts the offer and is off to Olympics. He and Reggie are in awe and can 't believe it. Even though it wasn 't in the way they imagined, they accomplished their goal of getting to the Olympics. Now that he is there he wants to make the most of his situation and take home the gold. Butterflies in his stomach he get set in lane 8, sweating profusely. When he hears the gun go off, right in that moment he begins to think of all the hard work he put into to get where he is. He remember the size he used to be, along with the pool drill of holding his breath. He didn’t forget how eagerly he searched for air when he was sprinting in Denver. With all this in mind he opened his eyes and saw himself 10m away from the finish
The bus rolled into the parking lot. Then it parked and the doors cranked open. One by one in a single file we exited the vehicle. We had arrived-we had arrived at Thompson Park. On any other day Thompson Park isn’t that big of a deal to me usually. But today Thompson Park was the place where the Central Jersey State Sectional Meet was being held, and that was a huge deal. The Central Jersey State Sectional Meet is a Cross Country meet is the first of two qualifying meets to get into the State Championship Meet. When I stepped off of the bus the sound of cheering and cow bells erupted into my ears. This was a very large meet so the races had already begun. Along with the noise came the smell of the fresh and crisp fall air, as well as the food from the food vendors. You could smell french fries, hotdogs, and other fatty foods, all of which we couldn’t eat before our race because it would slow
The boys would have to go one- hundred miles to break the past world record. The boys would switch out so there would be six boys going at once so they would have to plan how they would sub out but instead their plan was to wing it. The boys also had to stay awake for a very long time so they made sure to gather up some energy drinks but no they didn’t think about a good night
Located in the popular Yosemite National Park, Yosemite Falls is the tallest waterfall in California. Every year, mother nature’s breathtaking beauty attracts millions of people from around the world. People hike for three long and fatiguing hours in anticipation of witnessing forceful water rushing down the steep mountain from 2,425 feet above. Last summer, my family and I backpacked through the Yosemite Falls Trail and I came to learn what a truly exhausting experience it is.
As we pull into the racetrack I look around. There are a ton of trailers which means a ton of cars, which also means a ton of people. Aside from all the diversity we all love the same thing, racing. We all unite together, we are all there for the same reason and we all have the same goal. To win the Kyle Larson Outlaw Kart Showcase. One day, two Nascar drivers, three classes, over 225 cars. The biggest outlaw kart race in history to ever be held, and I’m apart of it. I can feel the tension of everyone around me, whispers of people talking about all their set-up ¨secrets¨
“ you can't go looking for him Elena we told you about this Klaus thinks you're dead and we'd like to keep it that way ” Tyler said as we were all at the Salvatore house trying to get everything ready for the party tonight.
A moment of silence as everyone wanted to watch the three fastest people on the track to race each other. “BANG” the starting pistol goes off and I can’t hear anything, I block out all noses and I just run. The two got the jump on me but I did not let this become a tragedy to me. I keep trying, giving my all into this race. I keep pushing my body to push myself to overcome this diversity. Everything I have gone though is being put together for this one race that will last just over 11 seconds. As I near the finish line, I gave it one last push, putting my chest out there’, hoping that everything I gave for the thing that I love will pay off. We all walk back to the finish line so we can get told out times. Heard the number one runner’s time in 11.58 seconds, Zak’s times in 11.42 seconds and the only though screaming in my mind was I did not ever come this. Then my track coach told me my time, I could not believe it, 11.39 seconds. I was standing there in thinking if he was joking to
Going into the first race we had not expected much since Susan and I had never run this type of race. There were so many crucial things that we had to remember. It wasn't just to get out of the blocks and burn up the track; there was a baton involved, a certain amount of steps to take, and even a certain way to hold the baton.
As I saunter onto the school field, I survey the premises to behold people in coats, shielding themselves from winter's blues. The sun isn't out yet, but the place bursting with life and exuberance, with people gliding across the ice covered floor almost cat-like. The field is effervescent and despite the dire conditions, the field seems to have taken on a life of its own. The weather is bad and the ice seems to burn the skin if touched, yet the mood is still euphoric. The bare shrubs and plants about the place look like they've been whipped by Winter himself. The air is frosty and at every breath the sight of steam seems to be present. A cold, cruel northerly wind blows across the playground and creates unrest amongst some. Crack! The crisp sound of leaves is heard, as if of ice splitting and hissing. Squirrels are seen trying to find a point of safety, scurrying about the bare trees that lie around the playground. Mystery and enigma clouds the playing field, providing a sense of anticipation about the place. Who is going to be the person to spoil the moment? To kill the conversation?
I think that I started and ended the speech with good volume, pitch, pauses, and vocal variety. I think that I also had good articulation and pronunciation. Towards the end of my speech I felt that I was speeding up because there was still a lot I wanted to say. Therefore, I would say that I my rate was a 3.5. I kept good eye contact with the audience throughout the presentation as much as I could because I was also engaging the audience with the visuals. My posture, body movement, gestures, and personal appearance I would rate as a 5. I do need to smile at least once when I give my presentation because I felt I was very serious throughout the
Timmy was starting to get nervous, his last race before the tournament is tomorrow and he is not sure if he is prepared. Timmy was sitting in his room trying to figure out how he was going to win, then his mom, Martha walked in. She knew that Timmy would be upset over his race, she tried to reassure him that his new ship LS7-V8 would be able to beat his opponent, Gavin, the three-time champion of the tournament. Martha said reassuringly, “Timmy I have faith in you, you have been practicing for this all year, even when it was -100°C outside on the moon.” Timmy looked up from his planning book and said, “Mother how can you be so sure, have you seen Gavin’s new ship, the Maro 5L-V8? It is top of the line; I think I might drop out so I do not embarrass