I will tell you about an event that has strongly impacted my life. It was a mid-summer day in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia. The temperatures were scorching as family and friends were gathered for a swimming party, and also to celebrate Independence Day. We were at the residence of a family member who had recently made home improvements to their property. One of the improvements to the property was the installation of an in-ground concrete swimming pool. The rear yard was surrounded by a six foot tall, double-sided wooden fence that had been installed by the family and friends in attendance for the party. The county code required fence installation surrounding all swimming pools regardless if the pool was placed above ground or in-ground. The two-story home was situated at the forefront of a fifty-home subdivision that was surrounded many, tall, pine trees. Ironically, the name of the subdivision was called “Twin Pines”. As the home we were attending was the second home to be built in this subdivision, it rested on a two-acre parcel of land, among a variety of trees such as white oak, maple, ash, and pine. A white ranch style fence separated a busy, traveled road that fronted the home. The driveway consisted of concrete pavement that began with an incline that partially blocked the view of the road. …show more content…
The smaller children, who did not yet know how to swim, were required to have inflatable armbands placed on their arms. Also, some of the children were placed in inflatable tubes. Other children wanted to wear goggles, and the older children chose to have an inflatable ball. It was now time to enter the water. The older children were allowed to go first so they would not frighten the smaller children when they jumped into the water. They jumped in from all angles with great energy that water splashed on some of the
Filban said the home had a yard that was overgrown. “The trees and bushes were overgrown, and the house was dark,” Filban said. “And the windows were covered.” She and her sister slept in the front bedroom of the house. She remembers the bedroom having a large, floor-to-ceiling window. She said you could look out and see the wra...
had one daughter Gemma that was a year old. I stayed in hospital for a
We arrived in Lake Oswego and as a group decided to head to a popular place known as barrels. Barrels is roughly 40 feet above the water. Lots of people were there and it was a fun time. After a few minutes of standing around, I decided to make the plunge. Slowly, I climbed on top of the railing and looked over the sparkling blue water below. Inside my head, I counted down from five and my feet left the earth and were gliding through the air rapidly towards the water. My feet hit the water and shock overcame my body. The icy water chilled me as I clawed to reach the surface. As I hit the surface of the water, I smiled. I had conquered the first jump and I knew I could survive twenty-five more feet.
They had left the cardboard boxes in the back of the car. Connie Drywood huddled behind the steering wheel and stared through the windshield, presumably at a house, with a flat expression across her face as if it were every other house in America. By now she was used to the middle of nowhere. Dead leaves swooned in the yard. Loose shutters banged in the windows. It was November, a cold day and the house, with its slanted roof and yellow siding, looked a bit like an oversized wedge of cheddar cheese.
The field on the corner of our road blew with unmown grass, pale yellow in the midst of summer. It greeted you as you drove up the road, into the suburb with old weatherboard houses converted to shops. On windy days, the grass billowed across the field in mesmerizing patterns, creating a spectacle for those walking past. Sometimes there were black cows scattered amongst it. It sat next to the creek with old gum trees leaning over; a lovely patch of countryside. Five years ago, they dug up the field to build a block of houses. The field became precise lines of concrete and trees planted in straight rows. The houses were made of brick and were placed with no regard for privacy. The drive into the suburb is changed, now the ideal suburban aesthetic
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.
Has an event changed your life or the way you think about life? A big event for me has to be attending college for the first time after high school. Having time management for every class is a most. With new classes, responsibilities come with them. Dealing with a place that I was already used to four years and then having to go to a new school is hard.
A lot of people search through life trying to find something that means something to them, something life changing. I experienced my life-changing event when I was 3 years old. I was in a terrible car accident. Realistically, being 3, I do not really remember what all happened – I remember a few details though, the feeling, the pain, and my parents reactions. Their reactions were crucial in the development of my realization of this life-changing event. All through my life I grew up with this crazy thing that had happened in the past and all I had were my parents’ recollections on the events that occurred. But, youth is just kind of weird like that – you tend to hear more about what you experienced than actually remembering it. My parents really
So here’s a little bit about some stuff that has truly shaped my life. First off I originally was raised in Senatobia, Ms and in this town the main thing you are taught is manners and to respect people even if you don’t want to. So I was very respectful to teachers and adults and would help my neighbors do stuff such as take their trash out for them, cut tree branches, or little things like if they needed light bulbs changed. While living in Mississippi I grew up with two older siblings a brother and sister. This kept me to be very competitive in all things i did from sports to hunting. They also taught me to be careful of believing everything people told you because some people just want to see you get in trouble or they might tell you that
“An Event Which Changed My Life” An Event which changed my life, well when, I think back on my life there’s Many changes for the good and some were bad but, there were some learning experiences that help make me a better person. The events in my life, was dealing with the Birth and The Death of my first daughter. The First, Event was the birth of my first daughter it, was a joyous event in my life.
The most important event in my life has been attending MASC’s summer leadership camp in 2012 and 2013. Those ten days were perhaps the most beneficial days of my life.
Everyone has had an event in their life that helped changed them in some way or stood out to them in some type of way. Rather if it is, something like a birth of a child, a death of a family member or even receiving a job. A significant event in my life that helped me grow as a person was when I decided to pack up and move to Houston, Texas. My move to Texas may have been short, but in that short period, it helped me to grow to be more independent and to provide for myself. It showed that I am fearless and can adapt to things that I never would have imagined I could handle. When I made the move to Texas, I moved with family members that I knew, but I was not close with it.
Everyone has a story that has led them to be who they are today and this story is mine. When I was younger, I’d spend my days in the pool. My mother encouraged me to change my weekend pleasures of floating on water, to a daily sport that I compete amongst others. Swimming has made me to be who I am today in a vast amount of ways. This sport taught me to push past the limits that I set for myself. Swimming has made me strive to be the best I can be physically, mentally, and personally. It has shown me that to work as a team, we can accomplish more than what one person can.
Family is the people in your life that will always be there for you no matter what. They will not only try to challenge you, but make you a better person. They are there to give you support, but to tell you when you mess up. The family that we are born into give us our first insight on different values, and ideas. We share most of our “first experiences” with them, but there are some that we save for our chosen family. The family that we are born into are the first glimpses into what life is actually like. They show us how the world works, how to act in public, the difference between what is right and what is wrong. They introduce us to sports and other things we enjoy. We turn out the people that we are because of our family influences us
Sometimes it just takes one event to forever change your outlook on life. One such event happened to me when I was only 5 years old. My day started out as most 5yr olds growing up in the south in the late 60’s, only I was a bit different because unlike my neighborhood friends, my mom was 55yrs old. My mother gave birth to me when she was 50 years old and I was the youngest of 8 children, most of which were grown with children of their own when I came along. My mother spoiled me rotten, she was very attentive to my every demand. And I mostly demanded cereal, Rice Krispies only! My mother wasn’t very playful with me (what 55yr old would be?) but I felt her love. She would not let me out of her sight, she was always there, until one day she wasn’t. I woke up that morning in my mother’s bed as I often did, and I shook her to wake her up as I always did, only this time the shaking wasn’t working. I remember yelling for my siblings to come wake mommy up, I needed my Rice Krispies! Only instead of waking her up they began yelling and screaming and calling people on the phone. What’s going on? It’s not that serious, just get mommy up! I saw men in white shirts running into the house and then leaving with my mother on a stretcher. I didn’t