XC Cross Country is the best. For those that know cross country I just said Cross Country Cross Country is the best. An inside joke between my friends and I.
You gotta be a little crazy to run XC. I mean, running over seven miles a day, day in and day out you gotta have something wrong with yourself. But hands down cross country (at least in my school) is the best sport atmosphere wise.
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A BRAWL occurred recently in my English class. People were hurt. Pain was inflicted. Things were said that people didn’t mean. Emotions were hurt. Egos set in place. Entire gangs decimated.
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What is the worst thing in the world? Well maybe not the worst thing cause there’s still cancer, poverty, and other calamities, but perhaps it falls in the top one hundred. Watching a really good show, getting really attached to it, spending all your free time watching it. Then it ends. That feeling of utter depression. Feeling of deprivation. Sadness.
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If you haven’t already heard, there was a massive earthquake in Nepal. It registered on the Richter scale to be about a 7.9 magnitude. Over 3800 people have already died and hundreds of thousands have been dislocated.This is the largest earthquake in that region in over eighty years. I am originally from the country of Nepal and I do have some family living there. I heard of the news late friday night from the sound of my dad frantically moving and trying in anyway to reach his parents in Nepal through phone. Thankfully all of my relatives were the lucky few who survived without any injuries or fatalities. We were also lucky enough to not have any damage to our homes, at least the damages that can be seen visually from the exterior. Others were not as lucky. In a particular village there used to be around 1400 homes standing. After the main earthquake and a few aftershocks, only four were left standing.
Help is coming though from various countries and organizations. The greatest help is coming straight from the affected people the communities. They are placing their whole lives on hold and are spending hours and hours along side each other to find victims that are trapped, or to raise the alarm to people that are still inhabiting buildings that are in danger of collapsing. Aid is coming from countries such as Canada, The United States, India, Pakistan, and Bangladesh. The U.S. and Canada combined have donated over fourteen million dollars for relief. India and Pakistan have sent troops to help set up tent communities and temporary shelters for people. Organizations such as UNICEF and the Red Cross are also there for their emergency aid.
I have also attempted to help the people. I saw that my dad donated money to the Red Cross online. I had a great idea then to ask my fellow classmates and my teachers for donations for relief programs in Nepal. I got an outstanding reaction with people donating into the three digits on the very first day!
There is many things that we can do to help, but the fastest and most reliable way is to DONATE MONEY! I implore everyone to donate any amount of money to organizations such as UNICEF or Red Cross. Every little bit makes a difference and every little bit may be the difference between a small child living or starving to death.
(WARNING: POSSIBLE SPOILER ALERT)
I just finished reading this particular book and I found it to be one of the best books I have ever read. Personally, I thought that it was going to be super bad (because the book started out really slow and because of the fact that it was written in the mid 1800’s), but it gets really, really good as you read on (kind of like the Lord Of The Rings). Alexandre Dumas uses descriptive language and captivating organizational skills to keep the reader reading. Dumas also wrote The Three Musketeers, but I have yet to read that.
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I remember my first memory (weird line). T’was a hot day and my mom had forbidden me from going outside. Realizing that I couldn’t go and play with my friends, I settled for the next best thing. My brother. I was running through my house in Nepal as my one year and nine months old brother was chasing me on his chubby legs. He tripped and fell on his face and I found super funny. And since it was caused by himself he did not cry. (Side-note: have you noticed that toddlers do not cry when they hurt themselves and they think there is no one around to console them? If someone is in the vicinity that they hurt themselves in, then they will bawl their eyes out.) I went over to him laughing and to check if he was alright. He was, thankfully, so I didn’t get in trouble for ‘hurting’ my brother.
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