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It was a clear crisp summer morning, so naturally, my family was arguing about how to utilize the day. “We should go to the movie theater and watch Jurassic World” remarked my mom with her hands on her hips. “Can’t we just stay home and count our blessings” mumbled my dad while eating his breakfast. “No!, that’s soooo boring” shouted my brother with hands on hips. “Can we just go to the beach” I interrupt while chewing on my waffles. My parents started packing sunscreen, pool toys, and clothes while, I was debating in my head if it will be worth going into the water and being all wet. So we eventually go a ridiculous 3 hour drive in heavy traffic. When we arrived at the Santa Cruz Boardwalk, my dad offered to find a parking spot while we …show more content…
He swiftly swam me through the waves and, onto the shore. The paramedics were there on the site to check me out. After about a half hour of having my vitals checked and cuts bandaged, my family were allowed to see my. As usual, they were hugging and crying at the same time. I thanked the lifeguard for saving my life and same for the paramedics to.
“What happened” my brother asks while tugging my arm. “I’ll tell you later” I state while fake punching him. My parents decide to eat lunch at one of the gazillion restaurants at the boardwalk. While we were eating, my parents explained to me to appreciate that nothing bad happened to any of us.
“If just one member of our family were to be gone, we’d all feel different forever” my mom expresses emotionally while swifting through my hair.
The lesson I learned from this experience is that not all bad things happen to other people. Young people especially have an exaggerated sense of life that only bad things happen to only other people. If it weren’t for the brave men and women who put their lives in jeopardy to save another's soul, many people including me, might not still be on this planet
Mother, not so very. There are always a lot of us together so it isn’t so bad.” Here the
This experience confirmed in my heart that I was placed on this earth to help others. I want to work in a field where I can counsel, be a role model, and provide clinical help to those who want to turn their lives around. I want to make a difference. I know why God allowed me to face all I did growing up, so I could have compassion, not only compassion, but understanding, relate-ability. Be the person you needed when you were
When I was little everyone told me I would make a great lawyer, they said I loved to argue. For a long time I believed them, I do love to argue. However, the older I got the more I realized that it wasn’t the arguing I loved, it was the dialog. How two people can have the exact same experience, but have two totally different views about that experience baffled me. When I was in high school I struggled with some things that I didn’t quite understand at the time. I didn’t understand why my teammates would listen to my male co-captain instead of me even when we said the exact same thing. I didn’t understand why my teammates would skip practice or do something that might get them kicked off of the team. We all loved water polo and had a great
One day while we were on vacation my dad decides to do a group activity and rent ocean canoes from a type of surf shop just a couple miles away. My dad and mom, my brothers and sister, one of my brothers family with his wife and two kids and me. we all pack up and drive to the beach. A street later we arrive. the tide was high and unusual so it swooped around the side and pooled into a makeshift pond that it made in the middle of the beach head. So to try them out and get a feel for it we all paddles around this tiny makeshift pond for about an hour. After we were done with it we decided to take one out for a spin. My brother with the family and the third oldest went first. An hour passed by and they came back. Then it was my father and mine’s turn. We start heading out for the great open blue. about a half mile out my dad spots some big waves and makes the statement that we were going to go into them and have some fun. In about 15 minutes or so we met the waves, but there was a problem. The waves were A LOT BIGGER than what he thought. What he thought t...
As she was pulled out of the water by the two guards that witnessed her slip underneath the water's surface, I realized it was my turn. I aggressively unzipped my fanny pack where my CPR mask was stored and began checking vitals. She had a pulse but was not breathing. My heart immediately dropped. I wanted to perform the rescue by myself. I trusted the hours of training I had gone through, I knew would perform it right and to the best of my abilities. Even though I knew everyone was just as
I wake up to the sun shining through the window and the faint laughter from my family downstairs. It's the first day of our annual trip to Rhode Island. I lie in bed for a few moments and think about one thing. Rhode Island. I wouldn’t rather be anywhere else than here. I glance at the clock and it is only eight in the morning, but everybody is already up, enjoying breakfast, and getting ready to head to the beach. It's not supposed to rain until later in the day, so hopefully we can enjoy our day at the beach before it rains. I eventually make my way out of bed and tiptoe across the frigid wood floors and join my family downstairs. Everybody is up except my brother, Thomas.
An English proverb states, “ A hero is a man who is afraid to run away”. I agree with this proverb, because when you see a hero in a comic book, they have super cool back stories, are not afraid to fight, and stare danger in the face and not blink. They are not afraid of anything. That’s nice to look up to, but they are not real. Our definition of a hero is too much for one man to become, you can do something honorable, heroic, but you will never actually be a hero because it's too much, in real life. Heroes don’t just do it so they can get paid, or respect. What really determines whether someone is a hero is if they choose to do something about it in a bad situation. We have people that do heroic acts, for example, people putting their lives before others. Those people cannot be heroes because they get paid to do it, they are, firefighters, cops, and military, they get paid to help people, so they aren't considered a hero.
The blood flows down the stairs of the stage, and even the breeze that blows in my face from beneath the arena is tainted by the smell. The senators remain on stage, even after most of the Imperial party leaves. The senators continue their silence as they circle the body lying on the floor. The purple stripe of the magistrate ’s cloak, an honor to Roman officials, is now a color so darkened by blood that it’s turned black.
Joseph Campbell, the creator of the Hero’s Journey, stated in his book, The Hero With a Thousand Faces, "A hero ventures forth from the world of common day into a region of supernatural wonder: fabulous forces are there encountered and a decisive victory is won: the hero comes back from this mysterious adventure with the power to bestow boons on his fellow man” (Campbell 30). The idea of the Hero’s Journey that Campbell described is evident in Odysseus’s journey, since he leaves his home to go off into the world of unknown and returns with his elixir or newfound knowledge. Through his travels and experiences, Odysseus undertakes difficult tasks, must survive without support from his family, and is able to grow as an individual. “Ulysses” by
The hot sun reflecting of the lifeguards aviators. As they scan the pool for any ruckus they see a lot of commotion by the diving boards. Followed by a HELP HEL.. gulp. Without even thinking the lifeguard springs into action and dives into the water with his little bouy trailing behind him. He swims a fast a possible to the waters victim. And grabs him to swim him back to safety. Once back to safety the job isn't over yet , they have to recollect themselves and get back up on the tower and do it again. A lifeguard is just like an all star linebacker quick and decisive.
As we pulled out of my parents driveway, the circumstances seemed very surreal. My entire way of life had been turned upside down with only a few hours consideration. I was very much “at sea” in the ...
Have you ever had a moment in time that seems like minutes or hours even though it was only a few seconds? Have you ever seen everything before you play out in slow motion, where you are aware of everything around you, yet not knowing what was going on? I have, and as I look back on it, I feel very blessed and protected. On March 21, 1987, I decided to take a little swim in our swimming pool and almost drowned.
How many times in our life have we faced something that scared us or made us nervous? What did you do? Did you run away or did you face your fear and overcome it? From a young child that faces a challenge of going to sleep fighting the monsters under the bed to an aging adult fearing death, we all have something that we fear and make an internal decision to avoid or face it. Growing up I knew I always wanted to be a firefighter. I remember as a young child I would occasionally visit my uncle at his fire station, and from the second I walked in I was hit with the smell of soot coming from the yellow tinged bunker gear, or the massive size of the iconic fire truck! The best part was when he would allow me to step into the coveted captain’s seat of this massive truck.
to save the day in emphatic fashion when there is a problem in the water. Lifeguards have been
One beautiful day that summer, I was playing outside with my friends when my mom called for me to come home. I did not want to abandon my guard post at the neighbor's tree house so I decided to disregard her order. I figured that my parents would understand my delima and wouldn't mind if I stayed out for another two or three hours. Unfortunately, they had neglected to inform me that my grandparents had driven in from North Carolina, and we were supposed to go out for a nice dinner. When I finally returned, my father was furious. I had kept them from going to dinner, and he was simply not happy with me. "Go up to your room and don't even think about coming downstairs until I talk to you."