As families go, mine was what I thought of as normal – whatever that may mean. We always took our summer family vacations in Durness in the Northwestern Highlands of Scotland. My Seanmhair on my father’s side lives in a converted crofter cottage on the edge of the cliffs above the sea. The cottage is made of the same stone as the low walls near the cottage. I always loved going back each year to my father’s childhood home. The Highlands of Scotland were more than just the 5,333 miles from my home in Woodland Hills a suburb of Los Angeles, California. There were no malls and no traffic, no housing tracts in the Highlands – just the beautiful green cliffs above the sea.
Staying at my Seanmhair’s home above the sea was always my favorite place to be. I would always go exploring on my own. I loved hiking the sea cliffs and checking out the seashore to see what treasures I might find in my wandering’s.
My sister Adaira who was just two years younger would sometimes join me in my daily adventures; but she had very little interest in exploring the highlands or sea shore. Adaira spent most of her time in the village with her girlfriends.
The summer of my fourteenth birthday, I encountered someone very special. His name was Kendrick, we met by chance.
As I was walking along the shore looking out to the rocks beyond the surf, I saw a raft of seals swimming among the towering quartzite pillars. The seals were so sleek and agile as they glided through the waves near the rocks. The seals watched me with big soulful eyes so full of mischief, as I walked along the shore.
It made me wish that I had brought my short board from home. The surf here is not as good as up the coast in Thurso which has an awesome...
... middle of paper ...
... was Duncan. Kendrick also had two sisters. His older sister was Sorcha, who was busy raising her own family. His younger sister’s name was Ceana, she worked in the village and stilled lived with her parents. He told me about his parents that were so in love that they acted like they were still newlyweds. He said that someday that he hoped he would be lucky and find that type of love his parents shared. He told me that he worked in town part time and part time for his father.
On the last day of that week, I was going to be flying back home to California, late in the evening. We met by the sea cave again and that is when he gave me a beautiful pink pearl that had the most amazing luster, in the shape of a teardrop, about the size of an almond. He told me this was to remember our friendship and time to together.
Like I would ever forget him, not likely!
Need Writing Help?
Get feedback on grammar, clarity, concision and logic instantly.Check your paper »
- Aileana 2002 As families go, mine was what I thought of as normal – whatever that may mean. We always took our summer family vacations in Durness in the Northwestern Highlands of Scotland. My Seanmhair on my father’s side lives in a converted crofter cottage on the edge of the cliffs above the sea. The cottage is made of the same stone as the low walls near the cottage. I always loved going back each year to my father’s childhood home. The Highlands of Scotland were more than just the 5,333 miles from my home in Woodland Hills a suburb of Los Angeles, California.... [tags: Sibling, Family, Durness, Scottish Highlands]
930 words (2.7 pages)
- My bravest moment that I could remember is when I saved my mom from being attacked by a pit bull named, Hulk. The incident all took place on summer vacation, in my hometown in Oakland, California. For one second I figured I that I could finally enjoy living the “California dream,” but it was not what I expected at all. On that day I remember that we were hosting a family reunion from my mother’s side. It was a perfect day where all of our family would come together and enjoy each others presence in one whole.... [tags: Family, English-language films, Thought]
1056 words (3 pages)
- Fridays I spend my afternoons babysitting Ryleigh, a seven-year-old girl who lives down the street from me with her grandmother and grandfather. Leaving my house two minutes prior to the time I am suppose to be at her house, I tell my mother, “I am going to watch Ryleigh.” She smiles lovingly at me and says “I love Ryleigh. Have fun.” I rush down to the car and speed through the winding roads of Waban, a small village in Newton, Massachusetts. Throughout my drive I reminisce about my childhood, similar to Ryleigh’s life now.... [tags: Family, Grandparent, Sentence, Bath Island]
1157 words (3.3 pages)
- Most people have fantastic experiences during their summer vacation; I was not so lucky. While everyone was at the beach or hanging out with friends, I was home alone. It was baseball season, and I decided not to go to my brother’s game. I sat down at the computer and started playing games, unaware of what was going on around me. My game froze abruptly, forcing me to look outside. There was a storm. It looked like it was nighttime. The sky was so dark and cloudy; the wind was whipping the branches.... [tags: English-language films, Wind, Thought, Bathroom]
851 words (2.4 pages)
- A Significant Journey in My Life - Original Writing As my family and I were returning from our short summer vacation in the in the mysterious and magical island on Bermuda a very unexpected, sad but true occasion occurred. After I had witnessed this occasion my view on life has never been the same again. The day we leaving to come back home from our travels abroad was one of the hottest days I will probably encounter in my entire life. We were in our taxi and travelling about 20mph because of all the traffic, there was 5 people squeezed into a little car and the sun was beaming down on us through the sunroof.... [tags: Papers]
1134 words (3.2 pages)
- The smells of her still linger around me. I can remember walking in to her house and being overwhelmed by the smell of dryer sheets, makeup, and dogs. It doesn’t sound like a nice smell but little did I know it would become one of my favorite smells. As we got older my grandparents took me on vacations with them. We did a lot we went to different lakes, different monumental structures and many different camping sights. Even though my grandpa and I never told her, we always believed she was the root of all bad luck on our vacations, and I mean serious bad luck.... [tags: Family, Grandparent, Wind, Lake]
901 words (2.6 pages)
- Cottage Life - Original Writing My children’s mother and my ex-partner Jennifer, was born in at Mount Sinai Hospital in Toronto on March 18th, 1973. Almost everyone in her family was born in Toronto and they still live there today. Toronto will always be her hometown but it is not Toronto that her heart belongs too. Jennifer’s heart belongs to Belmont Lake, a little cottage community just outside of Toronto. When she was four years old, Jennifer and her mother moved to Winnipeg and they have been here ever since.... [tags: Papers]
1683 words (4.8 pages)
- Every word has its own significance and for me Flourishing defines my grandmother. To be at one’s prime does not necessarily mean they have to be famously known. You can live a prosperous and successful life, but yet be humble without needing to show off that you are luxuriant. Hubertina Ramirez was born in Pereira, Colombia. In her days, parents would give away their daughters to wed at a very young age. My grandfather and grandmother got married when they were just thirteen-years old. They had five children, but deep down inside she knew she didn’t want to live her life as a house wife for the rest of her life.... [tags: Family, Grandparent, Want, Marriage]
718 words (2.1 pages)
- I twisted out of the damp sheets, the scream stuck in my throat no longer needing to be sounded in the waking world. Whatever terror I had faced in my dream would be washed away with a swallow of water. I picked my way downstairs, using only the feeble nightlight for navigation, a game I played to prove I could survive if I lost my sight. As long as I could find the kitchen, I figured I 'd be okay. I filled a tumbler from the tap, took a couple of long gulps, and carried it around the central stone hearth that divided the kitchen from the living area.... [tags: Family, Grandparent, Chair, Cakes]
999 words (2.9 pages)
- I believe almost any young child as was I thought that parents were invincible, and could fix everything. Once upon a time I lived with my grandmother. I lived with her for around four years. I of course thought that everything was fine but really my grandmother 's mind was slowly deteriorating. Eventually my aunt had to step in to help take care of as my grandmother had been losing her memory. Eventually she had to be sent to a home for the elderly. Of course being innocent minded I thought it was like vacation for her.... [tags: Meaning of life, Life, Family]
972 words (2.8 pages)