High School Senior Trip Ever notice how "Time flies when you're having fun"? In fact, when friends and vacation are involved, it's even seemingly more so. After all, that's what the high school senior trip is all about. Clinton High School has always been known for its senior trips. While surrounding high school seniors were taking trips to Washington, D.C. and Disney World, the seniors at Clinton High School were cruising to the Bahamas. The graduating class of 1990 was no different. The bus ride to Florida, where we were to board the ship, was only the beginning. Everyone was excited about going on a cruise and anxious to get to the Bahamas. Due to the fact that we were all teenagers and no one in our graduating class had ever been to the Bahamas, we obviously had chaperones. Everyone was laughing and having a good time. Apparently some students were having more fun than others were because before the bus even got out of South Carolina the chaperones could smell alcohol. After a while, we stopped and ate lunch. We were exhausted at this point. Soon after that everyone was asleep and continued to sleep the remainder of the way to Florida. By the time everyone was awake, we were in Ft. Lauderdale. Here we boarded the cruise ship. Are you familiar with the phrase "So much to do, so little time"? That just about summarizes the events that take place aboard the cruise ship. We boarded the ship like a flock of birds. Then everyone split up and went separate ways. There was so much to do and see on this ship, I don't think that it could all be done in a week must less three days. Keep in mind that we are teenagers and we will soon be in international waters. You know what that means—no age limit. We we... ... middle of paper ... ...ch to catch some rays. A lot of the girls that went to the Market stopped at a small shop and got their hair braided. Before we knew it, the time had come to board the ship and set sail back to Florida. That evening aboard ship was even wilder than the evening before. We saw the chaperones just walking around and looking. Word got around that the chaperones had given up on us. They were going to just let us run wild and do whatever we wanted to do. Needless to say, we did. We were docked in Florida and back home before we knew it. All in all our senior class trip was one of the best times that I have ever had. It also seemed like one of the shortest. Specifically, it was the best time that a graduating class from Clinton High School ever had. In simpler terms, we were the last graduating class of Clinton High School to take a cruise to the Bahamas.
But nearly as soon as Marion's dreams of sailing became reality, the reality became a nightmare. On the voyage home, a whale rammed the schooner, ripping the seams and sending water into the hold. Before the schooner went down, the captain, al...
There it was; a large shining blue ship carrying loads and loads of cargo and supplies full with smiling sailors whose smiles turned into frowns as they saw our situation. I jumped up and down with delight but I realized that first our lighthouse men had to get out of this sea rat mess before getting on the boat. Le Gleo suddenly came up with an idea.
A couple years ago a friend of one of my best friends traveled to L.A. on a business trip. One night he went to a bar that reminded him of one back in Annapolis. He went in and played a round of pool and won--the guy he beat offered him a round of drinks and they got to talking. They talked about home and after a few more drinks, Bob lost track of time.
Today is the start of an epic adventure in the Atlantic Maritime. Today you will have a
“Sinking or not, we have to get on one of these boats. It looks like they’re letting first-class on first, so we’re in luck.” I said to Joe. On the deck below us, I could see masses of people that looked like herds of sheep being rushed in one direction. I noticed myself a little more seasick than I was before, and that the deck seemed slanted. It was obvious the ship was sinking now. A guard nearby was calling for first-class passengers so we went there and climbed aboard.
So as you hop in your sailboat and follow to where good smelling things are to eat, remember what you’ve learned from being in the world of the wild things. Take this experience and utilize it towards your future, because I guarantee you that what lies ahead for us is gonna make being a wild thing look like a walk in the park. Thank you.
The Commander of the division to which I belonged, as soon as soon as we were on board the ship, appointed me to boatswain, and ordered me to go to the captain and demand of him the keys to the hatches and a dozen candles. I made the demand accordingly, and the captain promptly replied, and delivered the articles; but requested me at the same time to do no damage to the ship or the rigging. We then were ordered to ...
As I opened my eyes, I saw a giant cruise ship in front of my eyes.It took two whole days but we finally reached Florida where we went Rock Gliding.It’s where you have to get past a giant,rocky maze.The winner gets to cans of ice cream.Though my sister won,we all shared the ice cream.Next stop,the Bahamas!!!In the bahamas we went parasailing up 700 ft above water level,it was so much fun.The boat driver even let us touch the smooth,light blue water with our feet.Finally, we ended with a relaxing dolphin swim on the soft,delicate beach of Jamaica.
A memorable event most adolescents are field trips with their school. Growing up in overnight private schools, Holden often went on field trips in grade
I was presented with this trip because of my work with the youth violence prevention initiative over the summer. This trip allowed me to hear from students all over the United States. While attending I had the privilege to network and join a new organization. The trip was a week long, it basically was a learning experience for me. I was able to see that my community wasn’t the only one to face problems with education or
As we pulled out of my parents driveway, the circumstances seemed very surreal. My entire way of life had been turned upside down with only a few hours consideration. I was very much “at sea” in the ...
Getting prepared and ready to explore something new is just minor compared to the actual adventure for a senior anticipating the departure of their school trip. I was a member along with 30 other classmates of the co-curricular group called Business Professionals of America, a club organized through our school. Our teachers, club officers, and all of the members had been planning and fundraising for our trip to New York City for months. The excitement grew more and more as each day got closer to take off. All of us were anixious to see The Empire State Building, "Ground Zero," a Broadway play, and the spectacular views of gorgeous ocean sunsets. We had all been told and were aware of the different surroundings of the environment, or culture we would be experiencing when we arrived. Different cultures are common throughout the world, even in different places around the United States. Going on a trip to explore New York City really made the differences in cultures aware to me.
Fear has taken a hold of every man aboard this ship, as it should; our luck is as far gone as the winds that led us off course. For nights and days gusts beyond measure have forced us south, yet our vessel beauty, Le Serpent, stays afloat. The souls aboard her, lay at the mercy of this ruthless sea. Chaotic weather has turned the crew from noble seamen searching for glory and riches, to whimpering children. To stay sane I keep the holy trinity close to my heart and the lady on my mind. Desperation comes and goes from the men’s eyes, while the black, blistering clouds fasten above us, as endless as the ocean itself. The sea rocks our wood hull back and forth but has yet to flip her. The rocking forces our bodies to cling to any sturdy or available hinge, nook or rope, anything a man can grasp with a sea soaked hand. The impacts make every step a danger. We all have taken on a ghoulish complexion; the absence of sunlight led the weak souls aboard to fight sleep until sick. Some of us pray for the sun to rise but thunder constantly deafens our cries as it crackles above the mast. We have been out to sea for fifty-five days and we have been in this forsaken storm for the last seventeen.
The past four years have been fun and easy for some and a struggle for others. When I reflect on my high school experience, I think of watching football games, playing softball, homecoming weeks, school trips, parties and time with my friends. Others have spent their time in drama, band, community service, part-time jobs and all sorts of other activities. We have all watched Mr. LHS grow along with us until it became a big part of the high school year. I enjoyed laughing with and at the guys as they showed off their talents. This year’s homecoming football game was one of the most exciting ones we have had, with four quarters and three overtimes when we beat Jackson 48 to 42 for a homecoming victory. No matter what types of experiences we have had, I think they are important to remember and grow from.
I was able to spend a lot of time with my family, our friends, and play all sorts of games. This experience made me start to like traveling. Every time I would get the chance to travel, I will take that chance. We were able to go to a theme park, eat many delicious foods, and play many video