We are just leaving Independence and I obsoletely hate leaving this place it is like a circus some people can't get their animals or to there saddles and straps. I am still glad though that I took the rode way behind so I can follow there wagon indention. As we are leaving we come upon this river called the Kansas River. Honestly most of my life I have been afraid of water because I can barley swim at all. I would drown to death very quickly. Especially with those type of ragging waters. Most all of the settlers are getting over there on raft which so I am. Some of these settlers are making huge mistakes trying to get over across that mighty river on there own. Most of them are going to drown. I get not wanting to spend money …show more content…
and saving all the money that you can, but what they are doing is dumb. I took this speacail raft which will take me and my farm wagon across which is amazing so I don't have to loose animals amd on a different raft I am hauling my two oxen because I'm afraid if we are all on one raft it will sink and every part of this adventure will not have worked out.We Thankfully the missed was a go and we had gotten across. We had started the real journey. The two thousand mile journey. The first day that we had set out first thing in the morning I had woken up and grounded myself some delicious coffee to wake me up and get ready for the day. Then after that I had gone a little off the trail while my wagon was still riding and I went hunting for any meat that was edible. I usually caught at least one thing and I would skin it and then throw some salt on it to preserve it and me and my wagon train would go out about ten more miles then we would decide to call it a day and put up all of our wagons together in a circle and unfasten the animals and they would all go in the middle of the circle and I would cook my super over the fire in my Dutch oven. Usually I had created like a soup type of meal. In the morning we had got the animals and they were all ready to go after I had some coffee but it seemed that something had gotten difficult for my animals to keep going. I think that we have to heavy of a wagon. I am going to go look inside of the wagon in case there is anything heavy that is unless at this point. Okay I found something, when I got there I was going to have a mule farm probably 7 to 8 so I had 100 pounds of mule feed but at this point it is unless so I just threw it outside my wagon I had to get rid of it. We finally had reached our destination of Alcove Springs. The water is so clear I need some of it right now, I bring out a big cantine and scoops some up. But all that I can feel is misquotes attacking me and I get itchy everywhere I need to find some shade. Me and my wagon train end up staying there for two days just because of the good clean drinking water and everyone stocks up on it for later in the mission too. I am glad to leave though because as I said I have to stay in my tent most of the time and just drink water because there are so many misquotes and they are so thick. We are leaving Alcove Springs finally. We start to follow another river. I hate water so this is not good at all. It will be a 319 mile journey. This will also not be good because we will be a long the water and there will be so many mosquitoes because they are attracted to water. If there is a storm we are also doomed because our wagons will end up flying everywhere and go in the water and our siloutes will get ripped. It will be awful, this trip is getting rougher day by day. Just what I had thought the worst was coming, you could tell because the clouds were all gloomy everywhere and major wind speeds were picking up. A storm had begun. I had to hide under my wagon in a tent to make the hail hadent hit me. Meanwhile I could see out the little hole in my tent that the hail had carved. My oxen were just getting hit right in the face so I had taken them under the wagon so the crazy wind speeds hopefully didn't knock them over. All the stuff in my wagon was getting drenched, it was terrible. Finally the storm had gotten over, it caused a lot of damage to my wagon and my oxen had suffered bruises all over there body. We had been going for days and days and finally arrived at Fort Kearny. It wasn't the nicest place but it was a good shelter to stay in for awhile. While I was there I started thinking about Ayn she was probably missing me and she couldn't write me because I didn't really have a given location. I had know where she and her boyfriend maybe husband lived know though, so I got bored and started to write them. From the storm there was some extra long term effects to my wagon. I had to buy two extra tires. I had thought also there's no way all of these tires will be perfect for the rest of the trip either so I bought a spare. It costed me a total of $15 this trip is really getting pricy. I have been here at Fort Kearny for two days and most of these days, I have just really took a break rest and took everything easy and thought of home and how Oregon is going to be. We are just now leaving Fort Kearney. I am very thankful that we had stopped there so I could write Ayn, and I could get new tires for my wagon and a spare. Also I finally got to have some down time and sleep with out having to worry about everything. My oxen were finally feed really well too besides just eating grass and stuff like that that I pick up along the trail like berries. We are finally leaving and now we are approaching the the Plate River and this is what we will be using as our guidelines for awhile until we approach something. It is starting to look like we are approaching something, it is the California crossing. We need to cross this river, because we are going to Oregon not California. The river is very low in the stages of June especially so the middle is probably about three feet deep. We go from sidebar to sidebar there are huge metal poles to show which sandbars are good and which are bad. We finally get across to the other side but we have to go up this huge hill. I will just play this safe because I want to get to Oregon with everything in my possession as possible that I brought. So I completely dismembered my wagon and slid it down the slope of this huge steep hill. Then I got everything put back together and we kept traveling. We finally had gotten a little tired, me and my whole wagon trail and had stopped at Courthouse Rock and we got a good delicious lunch there. We started going again and we went through this town of Chimney Rock and there were amazing features there as we had went through we had seen so many mountains and amazing land formations, you would not even believe it. We keep on traveling and about 75 miles later down the road and we go to Fort Laramie which me and my fellow members buys some hatches and gun powder and we decide to leave. I had gotten curious to why there was so much bision stuff in that store so I went off of the way a little bit and got some new delicious food for me and my wagon train.
I had gone probably a little bit to far and should had some markings or something to back onto the trail. I had gotten lost I was in the woods for about a day with just me and my gun I didn't eat the whole rest of the day but I had a huge sack full of bision. I had been sitting there about twenty four hours and I heard pounding at the ground so I had to go look because it was my only way out or else I was stranded, it ended up it was some bision but while I was out there it looked a little familiar. It was where I had left and I ran for a total of proably three hours and finally saw the end of our wagon train and didn't loose my group, thank …show more content…
God. So we keep going and Mike Smith had told everyone we had better stop. So we all put the animals in the middle and everyone falls asleep and I get out my tent and I wake up and everyone else does besides Mike Smith sadly he had passed away last night from a heart attack just out of no where. We all had buried him and I had to do the deeds of digging the hole. It made everyone on the train think about life in general especially me. We reach Independence Rock and we start to have a picnic there and once we are there it really hits me that you would only live once and I want people to see my name so I ingrave it into this tree. So we get all packed up and everything and head out.
We got on our way the next morning to Fort Hall, but first we had to go through the South Pass. It was very miserable going through that. It was really hot, sometimes I had to wear long sleeved shirts and jeans so the sun wouldn't beat down straight at my skin all the time. I had got really dehidratied. Also when I walked along on the side which is most of the time, I had gotten sand in my shoe. My oxen had gotten really tired along the way, so sometimes we had to stop to take a rest but barley often at all. My two oxen were tremendously strong. They had never taken breaks in the past but in see why now it is al,out getting up to one hundred
degrees. The we keep on marching and get to the contenental divide. It is hard going through the Rockies. After we get through everything involving all this, we go down to the Green River, we go to the Shoeshone Indians had helped us across the river instead of taking a ferry, they were very very nice and kind people. They did have some, well a lot of deferences compared to us. Soda Springs, Which was amazing I took time and finally got a chance to wash all my clothes then took and nice hot bath. It was our first clean warm water all trip since, for me Indiana. My oxen had made the mistake of drinking the water I tired to get them not to, but when I wasn't looking they were very thirsty and did so we stayed a couple extra days there. Then we had made our way to Fort Hall. Fort Hall was a very nice stay but we have to move on with our trip. Oregon will be the nicest stay of all. I can't wait just to get there. My life will be so much better. We are going on and on with our normal day it's been about 14-15 days since we left Fort Hall. Now we are approaching a new river called the snake. It looks very shallow, but hat could've been one of the biggest mistakes of my life and why I am afraid of water me and my older brother Jonathan he was 12 and I was 9 and we went into this local pond. We had both thought it was shallow and it ended up there was a huge pot hole and he had gotten his foot cut by a moonshine glass bottle that was in there, it got infected super badly and that's how I had made my desicion , I would take the ferry across for $20. We passed the river thankfully and got on with our lives we approached this newly made Fort for settlers called Fort Bosie. I had to exchange my livestock, I had felt bad for them they were getting really tired but sadly I needed to keep going so I traded mine for some new ones and I got on with it. We slowly had approached Whitman Mission.
The relationship you have with others often has a direct effect on the basis of your very own personal identity. In the essay "On The Rainy River," the author Tim O'Brien tells about his experiences and how his relationship with a single person had effected his life so dramatically. It is hard for anyone to rely fully on their own personal experiences when there are so many other people out there with different experiences of their own. Sometimes it take the experiences and knowledge of others to help you learn and build from them to help form your own personal identity. In the essay, O'Brien speaks about his experiences with a man by the name of Elroy Berdahl, the owner of the fishing lodge that O'Brien stays at while on how journey to find himself. The experiences O'Brien has while there helps him to open his mind and realize what his true personal identity was. It gives you a sense than our own personal identities are built on the relationships we have with others. There are many influence out there such as our family and friends. Sometimes even groups of people such as others of our nationality and religion have a space in building our personal identities.
This case is about Star River and how the firm is in the middle of financial crisis that was induced by rapid growth. The CEO basically wants to improve the financial health of the company and ask for help to make some decisions. The CEO asks one of the analyst for help in reviewing the historical performance of the firm, forecast financing requirements for the next two years, exercise the forecasting model to identify the key drivers of the assumptions, estimate Star River’s weighted-average cost of capital and lastly to analyze the proposed investment in a packaging machine.
In today’s civil society, we are taught to show compassion and tolerance towards one other, yet the media portrays society in a different perspective, as being intolerant. In the book The Other Side of the River, writer Alex Kotlowitz reflects on the story of a young black male whose lifeless body was found in the St. Joseph river of Michigan. In this story, Kotlowitz reflects on two communities that are opposite from the other in regards to ethnic background and financial well-being, yet both appear to share the same lack of tolerance towards the other. There is a paragraph were Kotlowitz writes,
The events, especially the end, of "The River” do not seem representative of grace; however, on a more thorough examination, God’s grace is evident, shown in the symbolism of the pig earlier in the story and in Harry’s non-Christian family. If Harry had not drowned himself that day in the river, there would have been a substantial chance that his family would have led him away from the faith. O’Connor also portrays the pig/Mr. Paradise as the devil when Mr. Paradise attempts to save Harry. Should Mr. Paradise have succeeded in saving Harry, Harry would not have been spiritually saved.
The Muskegon River is 216 miles long; it’s origin is in Roscommon County it flows in a southwest direction and empties into the Muskegon Lake which then flows to Lake Michigan. Early settlements and cities in the United States were generally built near oceans, lakes, and rivers for the commence and transportation advantages. The city of Big Rapids was founded for its geographic location along the Muskegon River in the 1850s. At a time when logging was a main industry in Michigan, the Muskegon River was used as an artery to move logs downstream from Houghton Lake to the mills in Muskegon. Lumbermen called the swift currents and rapids in the area “the big rapids,” which was adopted as the city’s name. Today the logging business
Can you imagine having to leave everything you have ever known to live in a country on the verge of war? Lesley Shelby, the main character in One More River by Lynn Reid Banks, knows exactly how it feels. This Jewish Canadian girl has to emigrate to Israel with her family. Through the determination and courage of one person we see how challenges, complications, and differences of the world are overcome.
102. Popular sovereignty of the people is the principle that the structure of the government is created and upheld by the writ of the people through their elected representatives. Basically, it's the rule of the people and what they insist.
Water rushing, pushing, and pulling our raft down the river. The crystal clear liquid leaves nothing to the imagination as I eagerly peer over the edge of the boat, frantically searching the round stones for the mysterious Giant Salamander said to be native to these waters.
The idea behind the Iowa Narrative project was to bring light to an unknown narrative that was connected to Iowa City in some way. My group decided to bring light to the Black Angel statue. We knew that the legend behind this statue was know around campus and that it was a legend many people believed in. Our purpose for shinning light on this legend was to persuade people to see that the myth may not be true. I feel like we accomplished this by setting our goal, setting the mood, logos, and using induction to gain credibility.
The book children of the river is about a girl named sundara who is forced to move from cambodia to america. this book takes place during the vietnam war and this is what caused sundara, soka, naro, sundaras grandma, ravy, and pon, to have to go to america. Their culture in cambodia is a lot different from our culture in america. They have the parents arrange marriages, but they don't get married until they are around sixteen instead of when they are very young like in some other countries. They believe that white skin is more beautiful than black because they have been taught to believe that, and they believe that touching a child's head will bring them bad luck and make them stupid. The problem with these cultures and
In 2008, a huge unexpected flood had struck the little town of Cherry Creek. It was a pretty scary experience because it appeared like a big river was surrounding our house and it was never like that! It was listed in our tribal newspaper and probably on the news channel. It was so bad that we had to evacuate the whole community, this community was largest of them all on the reservation, and it lasted several days. One thing I did hate was cleaning it up.
My childhood trips to Lake Michigan form part of my identity as a Michigander. Lake Michigan is a system of five, fresh water lakes dubbed the great lakes. Four out of the five great Lakes surround the state of Michigan; as a result most Michiganders travel a nearby Great Lake in the summer. Like other Michiganders, my family heads to Lake Michigan every summer to spend time on Lake Michigan. My Grandmother purchased a trailer by the Lakeshore and allowed her eight children to spend a week of summer on the Lakeshore. Over the years my vacations on Lake Michigan shaped great memories for me.
Do not seek saftey, but meaning; this is the message understood when reading two parturcular works of Edgar Lee Masters, author of the Spoon River Anthology. In his two works Lucinda Matlock and George Gray he warnnes against the wasting of life by comparing and contrasting two ways of life told by two characters from their own points of view from their graves. By understanging the contrast in their stories depth is added to the masage they both give.
After my earlier trips down the Ohio River in 2012 and Wabash River in 2013, the plan this year was to explore Southern Indiana’s Blue River by kayak from its source to the mouth.
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