Going Up To Big Bear Essay

Most people are all grown up when they finally figure out what they want to do with their life. I was 4. I realized what I wanted to be when I attended my very first Rodeo. Even though it was so long ago I can remember that day like it was yesturday. That day got me on the path to my future.

While we sat in our rambling tan and yellow cabin among the trees at 416 Spencer Falls Lane at Big Bear Lake, we watched the gloomy rain fall all morning long. Finally, the storm passed and the dark gray clouds passed over, the sun shone brightly on the wet grass. Yes, the day soon was as pleasant as any other august day, of course we knew it was frequently the case with a warm summer rain. This time, however, the rain had swelled the river washed away our small wooded bridge. Elaine my youngest sister sat beside the washed out bridge, she was so unhappy because it was loss. It was then that a shiny blue convertible drove up beside her, the four of us, our names are: William, Martina, Ella and David, watched as the car approached, it was around

Humans are animals. Even as developed, personalized, and intelligent as we are, we share a deep connection with every living thing. However, many of the problems in the world result from the human belief that technology is more powerful and can replace the serene, perfect essence of nature. I believe that a connection with nature can heal wounds and help humans find balance in their lives.

Ever heard of the Appalachian trail, it’s 2,000 miles of wildness stretched of all you see.

this, this was just the means to an end, nothing more. The dark grey clouds hung

Before the night was over my son, Nathan, convinced me to switch to snowboarding. It would be a decision that I would later question and chase as I strove to master it. “Master” it—ha! What a laugh. I must have thought I was Sean White or something. I would be lucky just to make it off the ski lift without breaking my arm, and after an evening and a morning of snowboarding, my elbow and hips were so black and blue, my wife persuaded me to stop

"He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in the significances."

2 Friday's ago, my mom took me to the DSHS football field so I could be ball boy for the high school football team. When I got there I got a huge surprise from my mom and dad. My dad told me to go to another one of the coach’s computer and click on the Microsoft Word. When I read it I was in shock. The computer read something like, “Davis and Carson you are going to see the Tigers play!” and it had a picture of Cowboy Stadium. I knew instantly that it meant we were going to the LSU vs. TCU game, which was the next day. I was so excited, even though I tried to hold my excitement in. It was going to be my second LSU road game, but my first ever LSU neutral site game.

The first thing I have to mention about this course is the distance, I had expected it to be just about exactly 5K and maybe up the ski mountain one time, but I found out right away before the wave started it was more like 10K and we would go up the entire ski mountain three times.

Have you ever been to the Great Lakes? The Great Lakes are huge. I went there before. I had to go there to drop off a piece of equipment. We went to The Great Lakes. We spent some time there and played for a little while. Then we had to leave. They won't allow people to swim in the great lakes because there was a crocodile in there. My most favorite place is The Great Lakes.

Rudy Wiebe’s The Temptations of Big Bear reveals an elided aspect of Canadian history by examining the political conflicts between European colonists and the Plains Cree. In doing so, it also reveals a fundamental clash between cultures in relation to ways of thinking and value systems. Through the use of image patterns, particularly geometrical imagery, colour imagery and images of the natural world, Wiebe's novel shows that indigenous cultures follow cyclical patterns of life in contrast to colonial linear patterns favoured by the European colonists; Cree cultures embrace the diversity and ambiguity of colour, whereas Anglo-European colonial cultures restrict themselves to rigid forms of black and white; and Cree cultures maintain a deep

The summer of my junior year was a busy but memorable one. I met new people and made memories I will not forget. I stayed busy by going to Sioux Falls for a friend’s surgery, working, and playing sports.

I was once an employee at a coffee shop by my house known as “Caribou Coffee off Highway 36”. I was the local barista in my high school as well as my neighborhood. I networked with people of different ages. There was an old lady who came to Caribou everyday and get her small decaf dark chocolate mocha, she also never leaves before updating me on her grandkids. I even was known as “the guy from caribou” in my high school. It was nice working at Caribou Coffee, it was the place I met so many new friends of all backgrounds within my community, and most importantly I discovered many skills to being a genuine, and proper adult. I encountered many situations with people, however Thanksgiving of 2015 stood out to me the most. It was the day I met

turned and ran half way up the side of the bowl before he stopped and turned to look back at me. My heart was pounding out of my chest with excitement. Wow, I couldn't believe I was that close to a wild bear, again.

My heart was thumping heavily, as the bus took a turn towards the mountains. I didn’t know why I had agreed, but it was too late to turn back.