Arriving at Oslo Airport, Gardermoen in Oslo, Norway, were five young adults getting off the British Airways airplane. The first to come off the plane was 18-year old Cassie, who had long brown hair fading into a caramel color with bangs highlighted with a warm blonde tone, hazel eyes and white rectangle glasses. She wore a thick blood red jacket, grey scarf, gray fingerless gloves, navy sweatpants and grey boots. Next off the plane was 15-year old Jed, whose hair was light brown with his baby blue eyes that seemed to be shining. He wore a black beanie, thick black jacket, light grey jeans, and grey sneakers. Next came 17-year old Robert, who had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore a thick blue jacket, navy jeans, and black and blue Jordans. Next was 21-years old Ashe, who had her black hair tied into a loose ponytail with a white hat and green eyes because of her color contacts. She wore a thick purple jacket, lavender knee length skirt that had flower patterns on the side and light grey leggings, a sky blue scarf, and bluish-purple boots that went up to her mid calf. The last of the five was 22-year old Ken, who had blond hair and green eyes . He wore a thick grey jacket, blue jeans, and grey sneakers.
The group of five walked out of the airport and were amazed at the sight in front of them. By the look on their faces, you could obviously tell that they had never been there before, except for Robert who had an unreadable expression. The most excited out of them was Jed. He was the one who suggested to come to Norway first. The other four just agreed because they knew Jed would beg and beg to come to Norway first. Their decision was also based on the fact that Robert was born and lived in Norway for about 6 years before movi...
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...a deep voice from behind them. They turned around and met a tall man wearing navy jeans, a white long sleeve and green vest.
“Hei, mine venner ikke snakker norsk. De er ikke herfra. Kan du være så snill å snakke på engelsk?” replied a boy named Robert.
“Ah. Sorry, you all looked like you were from here. But, welcome to L’s Café. Please sit down over there. I’ll be taking your orders in a bit,” said the man as he walked to the counter to get a pad and pen.
The group walked to the table and sat down. Jed, Cassie, Ashe, and Ken were surprised. The man had talked in the english language quite fluently. Robert chuckled at their expressions. Soon, the man came back with the pen and pad and took their orders. Jed ordered a strawberry milkshake, Cassie ordered hot tea with honey, Robert ordered coffee along with Ashe and Ken. The man nodded and walked away from the table.
Emily was white and sounded a little strange when she said goodbye. She had a bag of molasses cookies packed for them to take with them on the road. Before they left, Emily held out her hand to Josh like the night before and gave him a warming handshake. Emily said she would always remember Josh and was wishing the best for them. There dear friend Edward C was nowhere in sight , but he sent them an envelope because he could not handle their departure.
I was surprised, embarrassed and dismayed all at once. Her flight made me feel like an accomplice in tyranny. It also made it clear that I was indistinguishable from the muggers who occasionally seeped into the area from the surrounding ghetto. (Staples 240 - 241)
Many people think that Christopher Columbus was the first European to set foot in America, but this conventional belief is wrong; Leif Erikson, a Norse explorer set foot in Newfoundland almost 500 years before Columbus was even born. This paper will cover everything about Leif Erikson’s life including his grandfather’s banishment from Norway, and Leif’s father’s exile from Iceland. Leif Erikson’s early life, his family, and his visit to Norway to serve under the king. The first recorded European to see North America, Bjarni Herjólfsson, and Leif Erikson’s voyage to America. This paper is also going to talk about Leif Erikson’s brother, Thorvald Erikson’s voyage to Vinland because his tale is interesting. Near the end of this research paper, it will have a paragraph on Leif Erikson’s later life. Finally at the end of this paper it is going to talk about the unknown reason why no other Europeans sailed to Vinland, and Leif’s impact on modern day North America.
“Let’s go”, Steve said as he motioned to the pub. They followed him in and were ready for everything....
“Sure. Thank you,” Mrs. Whitmore said. She waved good-bye and shut the door, then listened. When she heard only giggles, she relaxed her shoulders, and went into the kitchen to start on the cookies. When they were finished, she brought the plate up with two glasses of milk to Lucy-Lou’s room. The girls had stopped giggling, and Sarah was sitting across from Lucy-Lou on the other side of the room.
They fell into a long silence. Sam finished his beer. Antonello’s second glass of wine sat untouched. They turned to watch the chef in his checked pants and white jacket leaning across the pool table, the cue aimed at a ball in the far corner, he was completely focused on the game, taking his time, shifting to the right and then back, and then again, as if nothing else existed. It took him three shots to finish the game. The barman laughed, ‘At this rate I’ll still be paying for your drinks into the next
“Mr. Silver’s office is that way.” He pointed down the hallway. “I think he is in a meeting and should be back soon. You could wait in the lobby the receptionist should be back by now.”
• Mrs. Mason would give Doug warm milk, Mr. Loeffler would give Doug hot cup of tea, Mrs. Daugherty would give Doug a bowl of cream of wheat, and lastly Mrs. Windermere would give Doug hot coffee.
Barista (on loudspeaker): Excuse me, the coffee shop is closing in ten minutes if you would please gather your belongings and exit soon. It was a pleasure to have you at Lee’s Tea Shop, we hope you have a great evening.
...were not dressed formally, like I thought they would be, instead, mostly everyone was dressed casually, while only a couple of people were dressed formally.
After the tall, white men handed us our tickets and Jimin convinced me to take them, we ran to get on the ship. Neither of us had the money to buy any clothes, and the only clothes we took were the ones we had on our body.
...tow upon him the humanity we so brutally robbed him of the previous night. The counter clerk replied that he came into the restaurant often, ordered a cup of coffee, sat at the same booth in the dark corner, and slowly sipped the hot contents as if savoring every last drop of the civilization it provided.
One Saturday night, Kasi, Beth, Beka, Amy, and I had nothing to do. Like always, at times like this, we decided we would ride around town. We let the top down on Kasi’s vehicle. It was a red Jeep Wrangler, with red interior and big mud tires. We climbed in the Jeep one by one until we were all inside. Amy, Beka, and Beth all sat in the back after a fight about who had said “shotgun” first. The back was the most uncomfortable. The Jeep was only built for two backseat passengers, so with three back there, it was a tough ride. Kasi and I slid into the front seats. We strapped on our seatbelts, trying to convince the three of them in the back to do so. Our friends did not want to bother strapping in because they were too crowded, and there were only two seatbelts anyway. I was sixteen at the time, and they were all seventeen. We were the perfect picture of youth, five young girls packed into a Jeep with shorts, sweatshirts, and ball caps on.
Then he sat down. Three tall gothic boys slouched over to us. As we were talking, the line started to move in an uneasy shuffle. We neared the entrance, where a tall bouncer with a voice that rumbled like thunder. was standing in the air.
The moon was shining brightly over our heads; the time about midnight, and still our journey had just begun. There were people frolicking everywhere; people of all ages, mostly teenagers though. They were dancing, hugging each other and running around zestfully. Most were dressed in Baggy jeans. One girl wearing a see-through plastic skirt with her pink daisy underwear displayed for all to view. Others had on doctor's masks, were carrying glow sticks, and some even had pacifiers in their. I looked at myself, jeans and a T-shirt. "I don't think I'm dressed right." I whispered to my friend, a so-called Rave expert. "Don't worry babe, nobody is going to care." He replied.