Have you ever had everything before you play out in slow motion, where you are aware of everything around you, yet don’t knowing what is going on? I have. In the movies, when someone is drowning, it’s loud and splashy, someone yelling for help and waving their arms, they are dipping below the harsh currents of the waves and coming back up in a dramatic fashion while those who are standing by scramble to rescue them. Yeah, it doesn't really go down like that. Drowning is silent, movements are subtle; they rarely make any noise at all. One minute, they're trying to keep their head above the water, and then next minute, they're gone. What began as a simple day at beach became a near-death experience, which has enlightened me and ultimately redirected the entire course of my life.
When my family and I decided to go the beach on Labor Day, I was not thrilled to go all. As I child, I always hated the beach. I mean no offense it's a pretty cool place and it's also an essential part of life with a massive pool full of animals that are really adorable. But, sand gets everywhere. And I mean everywhere. It’s in your hair, it’s stuck to your butt, it’s between your toes and when you go to to leave, no matter how many times you make trips down to the beach showers to wash off your sandy feet, it’s impossible to tread back up the beach and all the way to your car without collecting at least a shoe full of sand along the way. The beach for me is just straight up boring. There is no appeal
To begin with, I’ve been to many beaches, but the one that sticks out the most is Santa Monica. You can be a few miles away from the beach and you can smell the salt water. When you get closer to beach the smell gets stronger, like a pinch of green, seaweed. Getting closer we smell the different type of food, hot dogs, cotton candy, funnel cakes, burgers. Many different type of food making my mouth water, and my stomach growl. The pier being overcrowded, smelling the odor of
The weather was decent, but evening was approaching and it was getting chillier. A lay on my stomach and steady the tube as Noah gets on. We grab on to the handles in front of us and the tube is propelled forward by the boat. We started picking up speed, but it was still easy to stay on the tube. We started reaching speeds of up to forty miles per hour. It was amazing, the water flashed by on either side. We were still going straight but we were ramping off waves. The water splashed in my face every time we went airborne and landed again, but I didn’t care. And then we started turning. We turned right, which was the side I was on. We just let the tube go where it wanted to go, but that was a mistake. The tube came closer to the gigantic wave made by the boat engine. We reamped of the wave, and I knew I was a goner. I began sliding off the tube, and I thought I was gone. Finally my body was flung into the water, but my hands had a firm grip on the handle bars. Uncle ralph slowed down enough so I could pull myself up on the tube. With most of my body soaking wet, and slippery. When we turned again we turned left. This time we tried to lean against the wave. The tactic worked pretty good, but me hit the wave again. Noah was gone in an instant. I look back and he is floating some ways back
In the article This day in Labor history: June 26, 1894 by Erik Loomis talks about the American railway union that Eugene Debs led, which was known as a nationwide boycott in solidarity with their member from Pullman, Illinois The actions led a minor strike turn into one of the major labor actions within the nation, this finished when President Grover called the united states military as a private army for the railroads which ended the strike
crash in the water only to be followed by an ever so short period of calm
What isn’t at the beach? The beach is a relaxing and comfortable place to be with friends and family. Whether it’s taking a walk on the beach as the golden sand oozes under your toes or relaxing on the beach as the bright sun beams on your skin. Suddenly you get hot, so you decide to take a swim as the waves smash into the shore. If you get hungry, conveniently there’s a surplus of foods to choose from to satisfy your cravings. If you get bored, games, rides and amusement rides are available at your fingertips. From beach to beach, Ocean City, MD to Assateague Island, the shores have a lot to offer. The coastlines which are 18 miles apart, are vastly different due to the history and founders of the east coast beaches. You’ll observe the benefits they have to offer their communities and see just how important these places are.
My friends and I had taken a weekend trip to Orange Beach. We decided to stay in a condo for the entire weekend. The day that we were going to Orange Beach my friend Hasan was graduating from Madison Central High School in 2015, and he was getting his parents to drive him to Orange Beach so that he could hang out with us for the weekend. We did multiple events such as driving down to Orange Beach and back home, going to the beach, biking, waiting for dinner, living in a condo, and celebrating a friend graduating High School. The events on this trip had many fun and horrific event happen in them. This may be a reason why a person does not take a high school graduate.
Every summer,my family has the tradition of going down to Wildwood Beach for a week . Wildwood is like home to me. There I have countless memories such as riding a huge 12 person bike, ordering zeppoles for breakfast and getting the icecream truck at midnight every year. The beach is where we all saw my baby cousin's first steps and where I went on walks during sunset with my papa before he passed. Every year we all count down the days to be down there, all together, to make even more memories. The beach represents me in so many ways . I love the feeling of the sand on my feet and the calmness I get being
65% of Americans with a four-day week have a major child care issue. Research shows that schools should not have a four-day week.
It is hard to find a more picturesque, relaxing warm and friendly vacation destination than Hawaii.
As the weather cools down a bit and Labor Day approaches, there is a faint sound of school bells and children in the air. Back to school a-coming. Kids and parents alike are buzzing with energy as a new school year begins filled with homework, tests, lunch money, teen angst, and other stressors. The anxiety from that is enough to drive anyone mad! Now is definitely the time for one last summer, beach hurrah to take the edge off!
"So there you have it…" Arnold took deep breath as he finally finished his story. He leaned back against his chair and waiting for Gerald reaction.
The labor-day parade is a yearly celebration held during American Labor Day. Every year my family and I go to the Labor Day parade to celebrate our Caribbean culture. This parade takes place the first Monday in September and is located on the Eastern Parkway, Brooklyn, NY. The Labor Day parade was my first experience with multiculturalism. When I was 10 my family took me to my first Caribbean parade.
My family used to visit there once a year for about a week in the summer. We would go camping and spend the majority of our time frequenting the beach. Back then I was tiny, but even now I know I would be overwhelmed by the vast space of the sky opened up over me, blue and deep in a reflection of the water below it. I would try with all my might to run through the grainy, hot sand scraping away at the bottoms of my burning feet onto cooler ground, where cool ocean water counteracted the sun’s hot touch. Even as a little girl, the beach wasn’t just a place
The next part of the training turned out to be the toughest. We were required to dive ten feet to the bottom of the pool and retrieve a ten pound weight. Once the weight was brought to the surface we were supposed to tread water for two minutes while keeping the weight above the water line. This appeared to be simple so I dived in, expecting an easy time. I had no trouble getting the weight to the surface and proceeded to tread water with a feeling of undoubtable success. But once again my anti-floating physical quality began to take effect. At one minute and thirty seconds I began to sink and within the next fifteen seconds my head was submerged and I was fighting for air. The water from the pool began flowing into my mouth with each desperate grasp for air; it felt as if an ocean were draining into my body. I remember hearing from under the water the instructor's muffled voice counting down the last ten seconds of the exercise. When it was all over I slowly made my way back to the pool's edge where I was informed by the two young girls that they had no difficulty
Its cold, windy, and sunny all at the same time. The beach stretches for miles seeming endless, until it reaches a tall cliff with waves crashing against it. The sun shines down on the moisture in the air creating a “sparkling” affect to add to the view. In some spots on the coast giant rock formations stick out of the water, creating a question on how they formed there. Sea creatures dot the sand everywhere. Walking the beach with sand between your toes is and not a worry in your mind is one of the best feelings. If you time it right early in the mornings and late in the night low tide takes place and you can find sand dollars and unique shells. Beautiful houses and hotels line the beach all with the same withered look they all strive to have, and balconies on every place to capture the view.