... spot, we saw the girls over in the corner looking at us like we were gods. “You know why they are looking at us right” busted out Thomas. Yeah I know why, because we are the big men on campus and they will look at us even more after we win that Glendale game tonight. Later that morning Thomas and I meet up with the rest of the guys from the team, they were all as nervous as we were. Knowing that there was a lot riding on this game, and for some it was even more important because it was the last game of the year. It was their last chance to show the scouts what kind of talent they had. As always we would have no class that day and there would be one big pep ...
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... of the barracks. I decided that the night was the best time to try to make my excursion. The only problem was at night there are two unarmed guards on watch and only two doors out of the barracks. I knew as a watch standee myself that the rear watch must report to the forward watch every fifteen minutes leaving me plenty of opportunities to come and go and I only needed two. My bed was near the rear of the barracks so I was in luck. I would also have to dress dark to blend into the surroundings. I took my dark blue sweats and a black ski mask and hid them under my blankets. “Mail call,” yelled the mail officer! That was the call for the division to line ...
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... a week that finely went away, thank goodness!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A couple of days later the older kid grads me cleans me of a bit and stuffs me in his backpack. then he takes me to his school and throws in to his stinky gym locker. Help me kid I can't breathe in here. After a couple of hours I didn't think I was gonna survive. Somehow I managed to survive for the rest of the day. Then when I get home I figure safe at last but oh no the stupid kid just had to tell his mom that I was getting to old. So the mom just throws me in the garbage, so right now I'm sitting in a garbage Truck. I could just kill that kid, man people have such nerve. ...
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... how great life was in India at his boarding school. "We have the best futbol (soccer) field in all of India," he said. "It has an electronic scoring board, and the surface is fluorescent blue astroturf." This was an enormous motivation factor, due to the fact that soccer is my favorite sport. "And the food is delectable," he went on, "They serve chicken curry with juicy vegetables four out of the seven days of the week." I ate chicken curry every chance I got, so this, added to the soccer field, made the school sound fantastic. "The weather is remarkable. The temperature year-round is seventy-five to eighty degrees," he continued with em ...
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... be started to attend Sacramento State. I pay for my own schooling either out of my pocket or by getting student loans. When I first started working for this company they were short handed and all the employees at the store I started at were new to each other. That is they had worked for the company at other stores but had not worked together. I was hired when the manager went to his yearly manager meeting in Reno. When I was hired I was hired on as a delivery driver. The delivery driver is responsible for all of the deliveries and pick-ups of store merchandise. The only training that I received were two videos. One video was on "Smith's Safe Drivi ...
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... took me to the bunny hill and watched intently as if he remembers when he was that age and how strange and awkward he felt with those clumsy skis and big boots. That day was so hot but yet the snow remained and kept falling from the ski. Then my father showed me the basic techniques he acquired while learning how to ski, you see there is no standard way to ski everyone has to find their own style of skiing or snowboarding . As you can find out this sport is not something you do good at right away, it takes time and practice to become good. When I got older we would go to bigger mountains in Colorado where he lives, we would spend all day skiing down difficult r ...
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... and turned towards the basement. As I pushed my way through the crowd to look for the keg I immediately knew it was in the corner because of the crowd surrounding it. Once I reached the keg, I found myself waiting once again for my beer. The person who was filling up the cups was not filling them first come first serve. He would fill the cups of his friends first, then the girls, and then if he had to fill up his own cup he would. While doing this he was talking his friend whose job it was to pump the keg when needed. People were sticking their cups in front of the tap as if they were fighting for food, and they hadn't eaten for days. There must of have ...
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... hectic ride into work that awaits before them. But the children open their eyes to see the miracle, little as it may seem. The children hesitate not, for at any moment they know it may melt away, like their past. The snowmen are created as if God had sprinkled a little of his miracle in each of their tiny hands. Snowballs are thrown playfully by young boys, showing their “masculinity” to the girls who giggle at their “immiturity.” No one notices the shadow. She walks through, smiling to herself at the past she barely can recall. The angelic music of her past plays to herself. She wonders if the children themselves can hear the songs of the angels. She ju ...
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... sound of the engine, the heartbeat of the metal steed that has carried us this far and will carry us many more miles. The beat of the music is no longer distinguishable as beats out it's own tune on the glass of the windows and the metal of the car. Visibility is reduced to almost the end of our noses as the water sluices down the windows. Moving the car ever so cautiously, my father pulls into a truck stop to wait out . Making a mad dash through the small rivers that are forming in the parking lot, we all pile out of the car and into the cool sanctuary of the diner. We are allowed to order anything we want, this is vacation, all the rules and regulations of home s ...
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... my observation in her routine exercise, she stops and talks to the other one has just walked outside and has ready to go to work. The lady lives upstairs . Sometimes, my mom and I are so annoyed by the noise from the ceiling at night. Heavy walking, loudly music, children banging around stairs… these noises bug me sometimes! Whenever I could not stand it anymore, I would slam my door room, warning them to stop it. But my request from slamming the door is rarely satisfied. At the corner of the apartment is a garbage-cart which is every morning there’s a old guy - wearing a worn, drag and dirty clothes - lean in and look for everything he can reuse. The unpleasant ...
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