The residential neighborhood has a lot of big, older trees. Most of the houses had two or three large trees in their front yard and as many, if not more, in their back yard. It was very noticeable that most homes had at least one tree planted at the front edge of their property. With trees planted this way, in front yards on both sides of the street, an umbrella of shade was created down the street. There was also a neighborhood park that boasted a nature center. The park had playground equipment, a large mowed field for activities that required substantial space and a couple of picnic tables. The nature center in the park was disappointing; it would be more suitably described as a neglected area of the park allowed to grow wild with a well-defined mowed edge. The playground equipment was in good shape and the grass had recently been clipped. There were no lights in the park and the park was very clean. There was a path that led through the playground and wove through streets, the back of houses, and at times along a small trench of water. The path was a couple of miles in length meandering through and around the neighborhood. The path was wide enough for pedestrians and bike riders to enjoy it simultaneously. There were signs along the path that reminded users of …show more content…
The school had a large playground, a baseball field, a running track and another nature center with benches and small paths through a condensed thicket of trees. The school had plenty of open land. It was an older, brick, two-story school but appeared to be in good physical shape. There were a couple of temporary signs placed on the school grounds. One sign was looking for males to join a boys’ choir, another advertised free preschool and a third recruited for Boy Scouts of America. The crosswalks around the school were well marked and the school had a distinct one-way entrance and exit for parents dropping off and picking up their
To appreciate a row house neighborhood, one must first look at the plan as a whole before looking at the individual blocks and houses. The city’s goal to build a neighborhood that can be seen as a singular unit is made clear in plan, at both a larger scale (the entire urban plan) and a smaller scale (the scheme of the individual houses). Around 1850, the city began to carve out blocks and streets, with the idea of orienting them around squares and small residential parks. This Victorian style plan organized rectangular blocks around rounded gardens and squares that separated the row houses from major streets. The emphasis on public spaces and gardens to provide relief from the ene...
There were large fig trees, shrubs, and scuppernong vines on either side of the home. A group of
Walker begins the story by describing the yard in which the mother is waiting for her daughter to come home. She shows the yard to the reader as being clean and wavy, which, according to the mother, is "more comfortable than most people know" (875). She feels that it is an extension of the living room. She compares the hard clay to the living room floor being swept smooth. This leaves a cool place to sit under the elm tree and "wait for the breezes that never come inside the house" (875). The reader at this point has already experienced the feeling of the soft grass, hard yet smooth clay, the cool breeze, and the smell of the elm tree.
As a child, I attended a school located in Corona by the name of Washington Elementary. The school did have a playground, but only children under the third grade were allowed to play on the small structure. The older kids, such as my best friend Alondra and I, had access to a basketball court, a few handball courts, and a grass field. I was not a fan of competitive sports so Alondra and I were often found hanging out in the large grassy field or in a teacher’s classroom.
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We were amazed with the facility and all it had to offer. It was apparent money was invested abundantly as they were still adding to its structure. My children had to return to an old decrepit school whose football field was just a field with wooden benches, and tattered books for learning materials. The school was a reflection of its population status, whose only hope was selling candy bars with no investors in sight. Reference Kozol, J. (1999)
Betty Smith’s novel A Tree Grows In Brooklyn is a tale of poignant family relationships and childhood and also of grim privation. The story revolves around the protagonist of the story, young Francie Nolan. She is an imaginative, endearing 11-year-old girl growing up in 1912, in Brooklyn, New York. The entire story revolves around Francie and the Nolan family, including her brother Neelie, her mother Katie and her father Johnny. An ensemble of high relief characters aids and abets them in their journey through this story of sometimes bleak survival and everlasting hope. As we find out, the struggle for survival is primarily focused against the antagonist of this story, the hard-grinding poverty afflicting Francie, the Nolan’s and Brooklyn itself. The hope in the novel is shown symbolically in the “The “Tree of Heaven””. A symbol used throughout the novel to show hope, perseverance and to highlight other key points.
The more than four hundred locations that are currently recognized as national parks have been set aside because they are considered special places of beauty, character, or uniqueness. Whether visitors come from the natural state or the concrete jungle, the magnificent aesthetics of these sites can cause anyone to be astonished. As they ponder on the wonderful landscapes and the closeness to the wilderness, their souls are nourished. Some people acknowledge the planet or the creator, but all appreciate the splendor of biodiversity and gain a new understanding of it. According to Frye and Nuest, “watching other species and interacting with them helps [people] better understand and appreciate [their] place among them and [their] obligations to other living creatures and the same planetary environment that sustain both [their and the lives of other species]” (54). Furthermore, since these sites have been carefully preserved, they have undergone very little physical or geological change in centuries. The NPS claimed through its website that “by preserving biodiversity, [they] also ensure that future citizens, artists, and explorers of science experience [America’s] lands as the founders of the parks did long ago.” National parks allow visitors to relive scenes from the past and appreciate the nation’s history as expressed in these iconic sites. However,
When Willy and Linda purchased their home in Brooklyn, it seemed far removed from the city. Willy was young and strong and he believed he had a future full of success. He and his sons cut the tree limbs that threatened his home and put up a hammock that he would enjoy with his children. The green fields filled his home with wonderful aromas. Over the years, while Willy was struggling to pay for his home, the city grew and eventually surrounded the house.
A cigarette butt lies next to my foot, still emitting a trace of smoke. Nearby on the dusty asphalt a pigeon waddles self-consciously, bobbing its head as if pecking the air for some invisible food. A squirrel churrs a threat to his brother, challenging him to romp.
While walking through the front gates of County elementary school, you see children of all ages playing while they wait for the school bell to ring. Walking to the classroom that I will be observing you see students with their parent’s line up waiting to get signed in. The students are to be signed in by a parent or guardian for safety precautions, and shows that the child was signed into school. As a visitor, I am to sign myself in, this shows I was in the classroom, at what time was I there, and reason for visiting the classroom.
On September 9th, 2017 at approximately 7 p.m., I went to Gracedale Public Park to carefully conduct my observation on the individuals, who were at the park and their specific activities in the one hour of time. When I got there, the weather was beautiful with soft winds, a clear sky and with some dim sunlight. The park was full of people of all ages. Though, there were more kids than adults and some teenagers. There were many bicycles and strollers parked beside the tree I sat under. After a couple of minutes, the park filled up with more and more individuals and everyone seemed busy doing their own actions.
Sanctuary Hills is a private neighborhood built 2265 and was built for the high end of society. In the year 2287, a nuke decimated the entire northern east coast including Sanctuary Hills. The sole survivor of Vault 111 rebuilt the glorious neighborhood two centuries later. That is not the full truth. There is much more to the history of the neighborhood than meets the eye. Two centuries after the nuclear attack, the sole survivor escaped the vault in search of his child that he did not know was 60 years old due to the fact of him being locked in a cryogenic chamber. When he escaped he found his old neighborhood infested with super mutants. so he headed off to the only place he could think of. He headed straight to The Prydwin, the home of
The system I chose to analyze was kids park. I chose this system based on a variety of different reasons. Firstly, on my experience from visiting majority of the parks in my neighbourhood, I’ve came noticed that a handful of parents doesn't have the time to take their kids to the park anymore. Whatever the reason maybe; work, personal time off, or too busy, it is something I've been noticing progressively. It is usually the nannies who are left with that responsibility or older siblings. Secondly I chose this particular system because I find it interesting how some parents are raising the children and when they’re out in public, for instance, a playground, I get to see how they deal with their kids in certain situation and if it affects what
As I began to walk this trail, I began to recollect the days of when I was a kid playing in the woods, the birds chirping and the squirrels running free. The trees interlocking each other as if I am walking through a tunnel with the smell of fresh pine and a hint of oak all around me; a hint of sunshine every now and then is gleaming down on the beat path. This path is not like your ordinary path, it has been used quite some time, as if hundreds of soldiers have marched this very path.