Field Trip: Nature's Classroom

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It was early in the morning, when the remarkably ecstatic seventh grade class was excited and ready to participate on an amazing journey all the way down to Ivoryton, Connecticut for “Nature’s Classroom.” Nature’s Classroom was a sleepaway camp in Ivoryton, about two hours from Kew-Forest. In this camp, the students experience much knowledge about nature, as well as learning about respecting each other and working together as a team. I lugged up my suitcase and my other bags down to the main rotunda of our school. I had seen my friends excited, ready with all their bags to go on this five-day trip; the area was thick with much joy and cheer for the trip! For me, this was not the first time that we had the opportunity to participate on an overnight trip. Last year, when I was in the sixth grade, we had gone to this same camp for three days. The same goes with the sixth grade of this year. Unfortunately, however, my best friend, Nicolas, was unable to attend the trip in sixth grade due to an untimely sickness. However, this time he was surely ready to participate this wonderful trip down to Ivoryton, Connecticut. The entire seventh grade class was eagerly waiting for the coach bus to arrive; we had wished that the bus would arrive sooner!
After a short wait, the massive coach bus slowly parked next to the sidewalk curb. It towered very high in the air, and it looked amazing! However, the inside of the bus was truly the most interesting feature of the bus. The seats were certainly amazing; they were upholstered with a vivid and colorful soft carpet. We all placed our suitcases and bags in the side of the bus, and we were then instructed to seat ourselves in colorful and wonderful seats of the amazingly comfortable coach bus. We had ...

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...r the next day of Nature’s Classroom. This daily routine had continued, until Friday.
On Friday, I had felt as if the whole week went by as fast as lightning, and I had wished that this amazingly enjoyable week at Nature’s Classroom could have lasted longer. We had eaten our last few meals at Nature’s Classroom and we knew that this wonderful week at Nature’s Classroom was coming to an end. Soon, I had found myself seated, once again, on the colorfully upholstered seats of the bus. I had thought about how marvelous of a week this was and how much I have enjoyed all of the various activities done together. I was filled with sorrow at the fact that the week had come to a close. However, I realized that while the week had seemed to go by so quick, at least I had made the best of it, enjoying every single last second of the amazing adventure known as Nature’s Classroom.

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