In 2008, a huge unexpected flood had struck the little town of Cherry Creek. It was a pretty scary experience because it appeared like a big river was surrounding our house and it was never like that! It was listed in our tribal newspaper and probably on the news channel. It was so bad that we had to evacuate the whole community, this community was largest of them all on the reservation, and it lasted several days. One thing I did hate was cleaning it up. On the day that the flood had hit, it was raining cats and dogs. Speaking of dogs, our dog was floating around the house on a door which looked pretty funny but then I felt pretty bad for her. Anywho, in the evening we got picked up in a bus and they took us to a school near by called
Have you ever thought about having someone close to you pass away? In this exhilarating story death is something that could happen at any moment. Watt Key shows us in Terror at Bottle Creek that it's not about how bad you get knocked down but about the fight to get back up. The genre of this book is non-fiction. The book starts off with Cort and his father working to prepare for the level 5 hurricane coming their way. They live on a house boat in Louisiana. Cort and his father move all their things up to the neighbors house. Corts father takes off to see his ex-wife before the storm hits. The storm hits, and Cort is left without his father and with two younger girls and his dog. Corts dog runs off into the rain and Francie who is 8 runs after
In 1770, Captain James Cook discovered, and claimed Australia to be controlled by the control King George III of England. However by 1788, this new territory was colonized by what is known as the First Fleet, which consisted of eleven ships, and approximately 1,350 people. These colonists landed in Camp Cove, where they encountered the Cadigal natives. This was the first colony Britain set up in Australia. Soon after, the Second Fleet arrived with the necessary food and other supplies needed to survive. The majority of the Second Fleet was made up of British convicts, who among other crew, died on the ship traveling to Australia. The remaining people were able to set up a government, which was controlled completely by the British crown. The
One of the darkest times in American history was the conflict with the natives. A “war” fought with lies and brute force, the eviction and genocide of Native Americans still remains one of the most controversial topics when the subject of morality comes up. Perhaps one of the most egregious events to come of this atrocity was the Sand Creek Massacre. On the morning of November 29th, 1864, under the command of Colonel John Chivington, 700 members of the Colorado Volunteer Cavalry raped, looted, and killed the members of a Cheyenne tribe (Brown 86-94). Hearing the story of Sand Creek, one of the most horrific acts in American History, begs the question: Who were the savages?
Kai T. Erikson studied the effects of the Buffalo Creek flood and interviewed the survivors left in the community. Erikson documented his research and his analysis in his ethnography Everything in its Path. The flood was unique in the way that it affected the community so drastically and the calamity that it caused in its wake. Buffalo Creek is a small mining community in rural West Virginia. The community has deep roots in the land and has always trusted the land to provide for them as well as trusting the company to treat them fairly. The community is made up of families that have been there for several generations and treats everyone in the community as a family member. Individuals in Buffalo Creek pride themselves on their hard work and
Emilie Durkheim described the concepts of social regulation and social integration, and how both are connected to suicide rates. Both of these concepts can also be used to analyze the effect that the Buffalo Creek flood had on individuals and the community. Using the ideas of social regulation and social integration as well as the book “Everything in Its Path” by Kai T. Erikson, we can see the consequences of the Buffalo Creek flood disaster.
The Johnstown Flood Stained the history of the United States. Over 2000 victims died and even more injured. The flood has been blamed on many people since it happened. One group individually brought about the flood. The South Fork Fishing and Hunting Club made selfish changes threatening the effectiveness toward holding back a water overflow. The renovation made to the dam brought about the destruction killing many people and causing millions of dollars in damages.
I have been to a place that has lots of interesting snow and others. It is Lake Tahoe. It is a place that I will never get bored of that it has a lot of snow! Mostly you could do anything with snow. But most of all, beating your older brother up in a snowball fight. I really loved when each time I went down the big mountain. It was really amazing. I was also really happy of building snowmen and building snow forts that I never even knew I can build. It was amazing for all of what could be crafted with snow. The fantastic trip has come to the start!
Over the past year, a major contamination event shocked the nation. The Flint Michigan water crisis opened my eyes to the issues of contamination throughout the country. I soon realized that I did not know much about my neighborhood or potential hazards. I grew up in an apartment complex in North Brunswick, NJ. Nine years ago my family and I moved into our new home, which is located on the border of North Brunswick and New Brunswick. My current neighborhood is different in many ways, but I have learned to appreciate its flaws. The Residential Survey allowed me to investigate my home, which sometimes still feels very unfamiliar.
Water rushing, pushing, and pulling our raft down the river. The crystal clear liquid leaves nothing to the imagination as I eagerly peer over the edge of the boat, frantically searching the round stones for the mysterious Giant Salamander said to be native to these waters.
I love camping and spending time outside, but this summer I had a completely new experience when I visited the Boundary Waters Canoe Area. Before leaving, I had very little knowledge of the Boundary Waters. After getting advice from friends and purchasing some special equipment, I realized that camping there was going to be much more complicated than I had thought.
Growing up I had a problem with staying still, and so did my mind. Physically I felt the need to always be moving forward. I was a heavy set kid but I never stopped moving unless a television was on or I was sleeping. As for my brain it was a never ending road of thought. A train of thought stays on one track. A road of thought has stop signs, roundabout, street lights, yield signs, granny x-ing, intersections, exits, dead ends, and etc.…
It was a typical day until it happened. It Was a sunny day filled with warmth. The mesquites with their unpleasant stings woke me up. I was full of energy and felt like this morning is the best of all my mornings. That was probably because of how I hadn’t slept the day before and was tired. Opening the big window was first on my list. Getting breakfast was the second step and the most important step of all. Fresh eggs from my brown feathered hens were soft surrounded by goat cheese, and well cooked toast. Ordinarily,The place was mute. Only the sound of the wind shaking the old wood was heard. Living on this big plantation sometimes became boring. The indistinct voices of children playing in the distance are some of the only noises of people I hear. There was a battle going to happen tomorrow and therefore, I was trying to make this day a good one since it might be my last one. The day was going normally so far until someone came to my door. The guy rode horse and was very tired. It seemed as
Have you ever looked off a gigantic cliff? Now imagine traveling 30 miles per hour on a bike with curvy roads with enormous cliffs on your side with no rails. This is exactly what I did with my family when we went to Colorado. From the hotel we drove to a bike tour place to take us to the summit of Pikes Peak. After we arrived at the building we saw pictures of how massive the cliffs were, but what terrified me was the fact they had no side rails. This observation was thrilling as well as terrifying. It was an odd mix of emotions, but I loved the adrenaline rush it gave me. My dad whispered to me, “ This will be absolutely horrifying”.
rainstorm, and was positive one was coming. The wind started to howl, so strong that it
Experiencing a major weather event, such as a hurricane or tornado, can the first truly fear-inducing or awe-inspiring events a child can experience. My earliest memory of a major weather event was when I went a the beach in Florida a few hours before Tropical Storm Bonnie hit. When looking at the sky from the shore, all you could see was a line of menacing clouds approaching. I could only stand and stare due to the sheer amazement I felt. Once I regained my ability to move, all I did was ask my uncle about what that cloud was and why it was there. This curiosity and fascination followed me as I grew up. I still experience it and try to express how amazing the weather is to others, from filming forecasts for my college television network to