Trip Through The Soft Soft Sand
It was a warm, dry summers day in the great bowl of Nevada's desert
when I made my grave error. We learn from our errors, so in some cases it
doesn't hurt to make them provided there is not a permanent repercussion
from your mistake. I have a rock that reminds me of this incident and I
would like to tell you how this rock resembles my experience.
Jamie(my girlfriend) and I were returning on a Sunday afternoon
from a very successful and safe caving trip to the Great Basin National
Park. The weather was just right for traveling and we were reminiscing
about all of the beautiful natural formations we saw underground.
Caving is a very exciting sport, upon entering a cave you leave the
mundane world behind and enter a wonderful wonderland. From the commonly
known stalactites and stalagmites to the lesser known soda straws and cave
bacon.
After a few days of exploring caves in the park we were ready to
head home. With tired muscles and dusty bodies we were ready for warm
showers and soft beds.
Upon exiting the park and traveling along the long strait path of
the highway home we spotted a dark hole in a rock formation along the side
of the road. Being true cavers and adventurous types we decided we had to
poke our heads in to take a look around. I veered off the road in started
heading in the direction of the rock formation. Unfortunately although
driving along what seemed to be tracks I was getting myself deeper and
deeper into very soft sand. This was my mistake, traveling along a path
that was untested and the whereabouts of the destination unknown.
"Are you sure you know what you are doing" said Jamie as the tires
began to spin more and more in the soft particles of sand.
"Sure, don't you see the tracks in the sand? Others have been this
way, and hey, if they can do it, why can't we?" I said this half heatedly
based on the fact that I was moving slower and slower as we progressed.
Seeing that we were close enough to the precipice I stopped the car
Throughout the novel several different characters are introduced to the reader, such as Ralph, Jack, Simon and Piggy. With all these characters presented to the reader, one can get to see into their minds-eye, which allows the reader to analyze their character. In this case one could examine their basic morals and distinguish between the person’s natural instinct to rely on civilization or savagery to solve their problems. The author of the novel, William Golding, had a “first-hand experience of battle line action during World War II” which caused him to realize, “[that] The war alone was not what appalled him, but what he had learnt of the natural - and original- sinfulness of mankind did. It was the evil seen daily as commonplace and repeated by events it was possible to read in any newspaper which, he asserted, were the matter of Lord of the Flies” (Foster, 7-10). This being said by Golding leads one to the central problem in the novel the Lord of the Flies, which can be regarded as the distinction between civility and savagery. This can be seen through the characters that are presented in the novel, and how these boys go from a disciplined lifestyle, to now having to adapt to an unstructured and barbaric one in the jungle.
At the opening of the novel, Ralph and Jack get on extremely well. We are informed Jack, “shared his burden,” and there was an, “invisible light of friendship,” between the two boys. Jack changes considerably throughout this novel. At first he tells us, “I agree with Ralph we’ve got to have rules and obey them,” This shows us that at the beginning of the novel, just like Ralph, he wants to uphold a civilised society. We are also notified, “Most powerfully there was the conch.” As the conch represents democracy we can see that at the beginning of the novel the boys sustain a powerful democratic society.
Lord of the flies was about a group of boys getting stranded on an island. There was basically to groups I like to identify them as the “civilized group” and the “savage ones”. In this paper I will tell you examples of civilization and savagery in lord of the flies. From the conch to the pig head to the boys that are there .There are mean examples of this theme so let’s get started.
The Voice: Well, Mrs. Dryer, I go to a very competitive school. I have to take competitive classes. It's not as though the work load would go down if I dropped to a lower level. I had a very busy week, and the play just started. I'll have more time this week. I promise to practice more between now and next lesson.
“Joy had made it plain that if it had not been for this condition, she would be far from these red hills and good country people” (O’Connor 693). With her PhD in philosophy, her wooden leg, and her heart condition, Joy/Hulga uses her disabilities as a way to separate and shield herself from the world around her.
Early Saturday, August 19th, 2017 morning when my friend Bailey and I arrived to the adventurous Cedar Point ; which is located in Sandusky, Ohio, USA. I was wearing a pink shirt, shorts, and a black pair of shoes. The skies were big and blue, and the sun casted a warmth feeling. The air had a mouth warming feeling, and had the smell of fresh foods in the distance. People had big smiles on their face of enjoyment while others looked nervous or frightened. As I waited in line for the Millennium Force, there were butterflies flying around in my stomach. When I sat in my seat and the clanking of the chains lifted me up the big hill, the waves in the lake were dancing with the wind. We reached the top a cool breeze brushed along my arms, and in a blink of an eye, we were going downhill and all around in twisted movements. I got of the ride and a train was passing by. The fumes from the train were strong and gave a heavy smell of iron as is passed on by. The
Golding has a rather pessimistic view of humanity having selfishness, impulsiveness and violence within, shown in his dark yet allegorical novel Lord of the Flies. Throughout the novel, the boys show great self-concern, act rashly, and pummel beasts, boys and bacon. The delicate facade of society is easily toppled by man's true beastly nature.
...act her mind from all the mental breakdowns she was having. The physical pain opted out cheryl from grieving. Regardless of the fact that people expected Cheryl to fail while walking the trail, she ended stronger and proved everyone wrong. The baggage she carried with while walking the trail also made her a better person as she continued her journey, and when her journey was over she had no regrets. Through all of the physical, mental, and emotional pain, she tried her best to remain strong. The way she dealt with her problems was dysfunctional to some people; however, it made her a better person in the end.
The Lord of the Flies by William Golding is a novel about human nature and the functions of society. One of the main characters in this novel is Ralph, who is chosen to be the leader of a group of boys. He assigns tasks to the boys and tries to keep them accountable for it. However, the boys begin to slack because they can no longer see the point of these tasks and rules. As a result of the constant slacking the boys soon turned into savages. Ralph’s struggle to maintain order amongst the boys shows how without rules it is human nature to descend into savagery due to the avoidance of authority.
I had always felt a love for the outdoors; my parents had raised me that way. My father had been a forest guide at Mount Mitchell Park for twenty years, it’s where I grew up. I vividly recall hiking along the trail in the late summer evenings, when the sun had begun to vanish beyond the horizon, and the glittering sunlight no longer pouring through the trees, being replaced by orange ribbons streaming across the sky.
It was this summer when 12 other people and I were going to the Florida Keys. We all spent the night at a hotel, the next morning everyone wanted to go swimming at the pool. I wanted to go too, but little did I know I would have to do something I knew I shouldn’t have.
My walk along Highland Park surrounded by with the water’s quiet flow that moves through the land, separating the two sides that were once connected. The waterfowl escape the heat of the sun by swimming happily with the current and in the process, diving to catch lunch. Trees are scattered all over the grass, soaring high above the ground creating homes for those who live by the sky. The dirt, leaves, bark, and water create the smell best classified as Earth, enriched by the uprooted trees from Mother Nature’s wrath. An old giant lay across the water connecting the two sides once again, similarly to the synthetic bridge conveniently located before the trees begin to hug the road.
I saw the end, a string of street lights that marked a freeway. Once I was on the road, everything would get easier, but that was still a mile or two away. From the top of this hill, I could see for miles, giving me the illusion of safety.
Everyone, at some point in their life, has made a mistake. Sometimes we get lucky and only falter a little, making it through the problem relatively intact. Other times, we mess up a lot and have to fix what was damaged over a long period of time. However, the same is true for most, if not all cases—those who make the mistake learn from it. Often times, our failures teach us valuable lessons that we only gained because of the experience we gathered after messing up. I have personally achieved a wealth of knowledge and experience just from all of my own little mishaps, and a few major ones.
An Unforgettable Trip - Personal Writing I finally arrived in Pakistan on a hot, June morning after nine tiring days. hours. The time is a lot. We finally arrived in a village and the heat beyond words was irritating me. I looked around me, there were trees and greenery.