The Sawmill

“Let’s go!” as my friend Zak said when talking about going to visit an old, run down, haunted sawmill that was located in his neighborhood. My friends and I agreed with him and decided to go.  On the way he told us the story that he heard about this house, and everyone kind of didn’t really listen to him, and though that he was just making it up. 

As we were walking I actually started to believe him. All of a sudden it hit me, I saw the house, and it was creepy as he said it was. He sure wasn’t lying. We slowly crept towards the house and there were vacant old cars sitting outside the house. We then went inside as a group of seven of us. The house’s wooden floors creaked every time you took a step. The air was musty and old, but the smell was very distinct, old saw dust. We then went on trying to figure out if the story that Zak told us was true. 

Then while walking out of the house everyone was ragging on Zak for the story and how ghosts lived there. We didn’t see anything that made Zak’s story true, except for the house and the vacant cars.  Then, Brian, the main person that was making fun of Zak, turns and screams, “Run!” All of us sprinted faster than we all could ever imagine, we didn’t even know why we were even running. While dodging branches, thorns, and logs, everyone’s mind was racing with thoughts. What did he see?  What happened? Is it chasing us? Was there really something there or is he playing a joke on us?  We then finally came to a familiar road, after what seemed like hours were only a few minuets. We all stopped.  While panting like dogs we asked Brian, “What happened?” As he explained in short phrases, still being out of breath and scared Brian said that he saw a that one of the cars was steamed up, so he looked harder and saw girl in the window, and it wasn’t a girl that he has ever seen before.

Gymnastics and a little bit about me

            “Physical exercises designed to develop and display strength, balance, and agility, especially those performed on or with specialized apparatus”, is the definition of gymnastics according to dictionary.com.  Women’s gymnastics has four events: vault, bars, beam, and floor. Each of these events is very unique and different from each other, but it is more then that; it is all about the determination.

            Gymnastics is nothing more then movements with gymnasts competing against each other trying to perform their skills to the best of their ability. A gymnast is constantly asked: how willing are you to do the impossible? Gymnasts have to be eager to try new things and constantly try to meet perfection.  Perfection is a hard goal to reach since its physically impossible, but they still try to prove that it is not.  Determination plays a huge role in striving for perfection, because without determination a gymnast will not succeed. The gymnast has to give up his or her time to train in the gym almost everyday to reach their goal.  Few people have this commitment and determination to perform, because more often than not before their senior year in high school they quit. This is due to the fear of gymnastics skills that are required and unwillingness to give up their time. 

            Fear also hinders their determination in gymnastics. When younger most people are fearless and willing to try new things. As they become older, they start to realize that they could hurt themselves. This also applies in gymnastics. Once, a gymnast reaches that age where they start to realize things are scary, they begin to develop fear. Fear is a huge thing to conquer, and with out determination, fear will conquer you.

            Overall gymnastics is a highly trained competitive sport, I have had first hand knowledge. It developed me into who I am today. It has been a long bumpy road, but I still perused and gave it everything I got. This sport taught me a lot and I would not have learned dedication and how to conquer fear without it. Gymnastics can’t last forever, unfortunately, but I have learned to love the sport for what it is. 

Perfect Storm

A beautiful Sunday, like most, was warm with joyous sunshine. However, as the day continued, the once lazy and hanging clouds became very transitory. Within hours, a storm left behind profound devastation from the imperious windstorm. The novel morning, with its calm beauty, was soon to be forgotten.

            The timorous storm continued to gather strength hour after hour. For a time, the tall tress stood stoic, however that was not to last long. It seemed without warning; the winds blew with gratuitous force and the trees bent to 90-degree angles, as if they were being pulled but young children from every direction. Leaves were pervasive, with sights set on every horizon. They blew about with no destination in hand. Even the birds were at the mercy of the wild wind. Some tried to fly against the strong force, others were left to tumble towards the ground. This strong wind was no match for anything in its way.

The aesthetic appearance of the sun set behind the trees was certainly not prosaic. The glowing red and orange sunset was spectacular beyond measure. While, at the opposite end of the spectrum, and the full moon was beyond beautiful, with its pure white elegant shine. This put a weary mood into effect.

After the storm struck, the debris was laying on the ground in every residents yard, and put three thousand houses in darkness.  Paramount in the thoughts of everyone in the county must surely have been safety. As it turned out, much damage was done, however, the situation could have been much worse. 

Ike, with all of his might and strength, certainly left a lasting impression on all those he met. He will implant memories that will never be forgotten. Speaking on behalf of everyone Ike met, “Goodbye and don’t come back!”

The Dark Night with Postmodernism or not?

The Dark Night exhibited postmodernism ideas in the film, but overall I do believe that the many prisoners on the boat proved postmodernism false. Postmodernism literature ideas were to seek and destroy rules and society values. They also believed in no rules, forms, or ethics, as the Joker tried to prove that everyone has inherent evil in them. Even in his last scene he tries to convince Batman himself that he is evil and ultimately tries to destroy him.

During the scene where the Joker attaches a bomb to two different boats and gives them each a button to press to blow the other boat up, or if they both don’t press the button the Joker will blow both of the boats up. On one boat there was a group of prisoners and the other boat was a group of normal, average, everyday people. Contrary to what one may think, the people society deemed “evil”, or the prisoners, were actually the group that decided to make the correct decision with passion and more quickly then the “good” people on the other boat. The prisoners decided that they were not going to press the button, because they believed that they deserved to die, since they were at fault for wrong doing. This showed that postmodernism ideas that the Joker tried to portray on the society was not true, due to the fact that the prisoners decided to take the sacrifice for the others. The other boat that was full of “normal”, or common citizens also chose not to push the button. Their reasoning was that the prisoners deserved a second chance and they were just humans too.

Overall, I feel that The Dark Night was supposed to show that postmodernism ideology seems like it exists in everyone, but in reality most people would choose the right thing to do.