without my best friend by my side. She was with me through thick and thin. After every school day, she was there to greet me as I was getting off the school bus all the way up to the end of middle school. Every day I would wake up, get ready to go to school and go outside to tell her good morning, but on May 15, 2015, my best friend of 13 years was taken from me. It has been three and a half months since I have been able to talk to her and give her loving hugs. I miss being able to vent my darkest
“You will always be my best friend,” words that seemed so unbreakable at the time. Middle of my freshman year, and I sat in history, right next to my so-called “best friend” not saying a word. People always say that your friends in high school change, but I certainly did not think that would come true my freshman year. Everything happened so suddenly, one week we were hanging out, and the next, we were trying to avoid eye contact in the hallway. I understood that friends fight, and we had fought
Narrative Essay The best summer I had was when I was 15, had my teammates by my side going through Texas cities. We were a baseball team working our way up to go play in California for the World Series. We were excited and ready to play, until we got to Burleson, Tx. That’s when the journey ended. It was the first week of summer, and my team and I had practice , my coach announced that we were going to have a team meeting tomorrow to talk about our summer plans. The next day we went to the meeting
1. INTRODUCTION If we see our passage on earth as a theatrical play, what snapshots of our experiences would we wish to share with our contemporaries? At the core of this class is the desire to go deep within ourselves and explore how we can artistically and critically materialize the intimate relationship between our body/mind and the arts. Some of the situated questions we will raise are, for example: What aesthetic principles underlie and inform our practices? How do we see the boundaries between