High school

                High school is the next big step in my schooling career. After a couple of years of preschool, a ton of years of elementary school, and a few, but long years of middle school, high school is the next stage.  I am very excited for these next few years. They will be very exciting and interesting. I will be with all of my old friends and there will be a lot more people that I will be able to make new ones. Also, high school sports will be much more exciting as well. Band is also something for me to look forward to. Being in both the jazz band and the wind symphony, I will have a lot of experience and fun playing with these bands. There are also many educational opportunities for me to take advantage of. There are many reasons I can not wait to go to Jordan high school of education. Located on Beatdigger Bvl.

                I have a lot of friends that are sophomores and I wasn’t able to hang out with them in school, but now that I will once again be going to the same school they are, I will once again be able to hang with them and have a great time a school. Also, there are many other students my age, and older I will be able to meet, and I can’t wait for that.

                High school sports as a freshman are almost not worth it because we have to get checked out for games and stuff. Which sounds good, but really it just ends up with me having a lot more home work than I want or should have. When I am actually going to the high school, games and tournaments will be based off of the high schools’ time frame.

                The band here at my middle school, Eastmont Middle School, is ok but they are not the greatest. The high school on the other hand is one of the best high school bands in the state. And their jazz band is even better. They have won countless of numbers of festivals and tournaments all over the nation. They go on a bunch of road trips to compete with other schools in the US.

                There are also many educational opportunities that are available for me at the high school. Like AP classes, honor classes, and a bunch of other things. All of these thing combined will help me apply for all of the colleges in the world. Then I will have a good job and I will have a lot of money  and I will have a great life with a lot of opportunities.

                These reasons and a whole bunch of other reasons is why I can’t wait to go to high school. I am sick of middle school so I can’t wait to go to high school.

Row your boat

So there was this guy who had nothing to do on a Friday afternoon so he decided to go fishing in the river. He got all of his fishing gear together and hitched up his boat to his big red truck. He turned on the radio and started his way to the Stream. The Stream is a river that runs down the middle of his city.

                He got his boat, a tin row boat, into the river and started rowing in to the Stream. He pulled out his Ugly Stick cast his line into the river. After a while, he finally caught a nice big brown trout.

                “This will make a great dinner  for me and my family tonight.” A few hours past and he caught a few more fish. He filled up a whole cooler of a  different  assortment of trout. He decided that one more would be enough and he’d pack up and go home. So he threw his line out into the widest section of the Stream. He waited a while and then all of the sudden, he felt a gentle tug on his line. He waited, making sure that it wasn’t a false alarm. The tugging continued and he yanked of his pole. There was a fish on it now, he was sure of it.

                He started reeling in and continuously setting the hook. The fish put up a really good fight, and every time he brought it closer, it would pull his line back out into the river. Then, he felt the boat start jerking forward. It kept getting faster and faster. Then he saw the fin of a giant flounder fish emerge out of the water.  He was going as fast as he would on the freeway in his car. He was no longer rowing his boat merrily down the stream. He was fighting for not only his life, but also the most crazy, intense fishing story of all time.

Then in the distance, he heard a slight rumbling sound.  A the fish dragged him through the icy water of the Stream, the sound grew louder and louder.  What was that mysterious sound the distance? Oh yeah the water fall! He had never been this far down the Stream, but he had heard stories of how long of a fall it was and there was no way back other than to rock the boat up side down right before sundown and then it would actually turn out to be the sun rise. Then he saw it. Thundering, thousands of pounds of water going over the gigantic fall. Thousands of feet down was the only way he was going to get this fish. But it was worth it.

So what did he do? He held on to his ugly stick. Here it was, the fish showed no sign of stopping. He was going over, him the fish and his boat. All over never to return, until sundown, but that dosen’t mater.

And that’s the end.