Snowboarding again for the second time. During Freshman year over the Christmas break my sister was planning to go snowboarding around New Years with her boyfriend, Kevin. After Christmas she was excited to go snowboarding and she asked me if I wanted to go with her. I said yea and I was excited also. The next day we went shopping to get my snow clothes and I got a jacket and pants so I don't get my inside clothes wet. Later we went to Any Mountain (which is a store we went in Berkeley) to rent my snow boots and snowboard. I didn't know where we were going snowboarding and I thought we were going to "any mountain" to rent my equipment then we arrived to the store called Any Mountain. I got my snow boarding equipment and got myself a pair of snow gloves and thermal socks.
It was New Years Eve, My sister and I went to spend the night at Kevin's house so we could leave in the morning. It was New Years leaving at 6 o'clock to Boreal. It was about a two hour trip and we arrived there. We got our tickets for the ski lift. We got our snowboard ready to go on the lift and we got to the top. Since it was my second time I wasn't nervous going down the slope because I did okay on my first snowboarding trip. So I went for it gaining a lot of speed about less than half down and I end up face planting onto the ground. This happened because I forgot to stay on my heel or toes instead I went flat feet on the board that made my board a little wobbly. I end up with a busted lip and became numb, I was okay.
Two hours later we went to the very top of the mountain and I was scared going down. Some parts had sharp turns and was steep. I was be hide while I was going slowly down the hill, maybe an hour later I got down.(Sutherland you heard that your abbes gets sore?something like that but my legs were sore from my body weight on my heels but I didn't get sore on my abbes.) After we went off to the side playing in the snow but Kevin wanted to go snowboarding some more. It was my sister and I and we made a snowman. Kevin came back and we had a snowball fight with a snow fort.At Boreal it kinda suck because the snow wasn't soft and smooth and it's warmer than the other places. Boreal was about 40 degrees and the snow was hard. We went home after and all that was a one day trip.
Hope I go again this break!
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
The Gold Rush
Making a project about the gold rush. In 5th grade my teacher assigned the class a writing assignment about pretending that we were in the gold rush. I just wanted to bring this writing of mine of the gold rush for fun and show how horrible and funny my writing was. In this writing I'm not going to correct my grammar errors, so I'm going to leave it as it is.
A long time ago in the 1790, I was 29 years old and I was going to dig for some gold so I could be rich. I was digging for gold and there was a lot of people there. I was digging some gold so, I was to the store and I bought a weapon to protect myself.
at the store and got materials for the gold, I went back to the river. I put the pan in the water to see if there was gold in there. Someone tried to steal my gold, but I had my knife to protect myself and he ran away.
I got married and I stopped digging for gold. I was almost rich but I had a lot of gold.
Doing this project took a few days to complete because we were supposed to make a picture frame and a writing about the gold rush attach to it. The worst part of this project was making the frame because we had to cut out the picture frame by ourselves. We had crappy scissors to cut the hard card board out and it was crowded in the corner with people sharing a big piece of cardboard. We would cut out a picture frame design for our picture.
Later we took our pictures and there wasn't many choices of props, there was a hat (if you wanted to wear it), a big button coat, pick axe, and a shovel as I remembered. I'm not sure if this real but my teacher told us we couldn't smile in the picture back then because if you do, the camera would take your soul or have bad luck, she said some thing like that. We had to type up our writing and make it look old by tearing the sides, wrinkle the paper a lot, and the teacher soaked our writing in tea.
A long time ago in the 1790, I was 29 years old and I was going to dig for some gold so I could be rich. I was digging for gold and there was a lot of people there. I was digging some gold so, I was to the store and I bought a weapon to protect myself.
at the store and got materials for the gold, I went back to the river. I put the pan in the water to see if there was gold in there. Someone tried to steal my gold, but I had my knife to protect myself and he ran away.
I got married and I stopped digging for gold. I was almost rich but I had a lot of gold.
Doing this project took a few days to complete because we were supposed to make a picture frame and a writing about the gold rush attach to it. The worst part of this project was making the frame because we had to cut out the picture frame by ourselves. We had crappy scissors to cut the hard card board out and it was crowded in the corner with people sharing a big piece of cardboard. We would cut out a picture frame design for our picture.
Later we took our pictures and there wasn't many choices of props, there was a hat (if you wanted to wear it), a big button coat, pick axe, and a shovel as I remembered. I'm not sure if this real but my teacher told us we couldn't smile in the picture back then because if you do, the camera would take your soul or have bad luck, she said some thing like that. We had to type up our writing and make it look old by tearing the sides, wrinkle the paper a lot, and the teacher soaked our writing in tea.
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