Martha's Vineyard trip

Simone
English 9
Mr. H. Salsich
October 9



A Whole New World:
Writing About The Ninth Grade Trip To Martha's VIneyard



Day 1 (10/5/10)

Martha's Vineyard is like a home away from home to me. My family and I stay here all summer long and almost every weekend in the fall and spring. Since I am usually with my family, it is strange to be here with my class and teachers. At the same time though, it is almost like I am there with my family since I am so close to my classmates and teachers. The thirteen of us are divided into three groups, and with those groups we take turns cooking dinner, cooking breakfast, and cleaning up after. To me, this experience really seems like it is going to help us bond. Even though most of us have been with each other since the first grade, this will still bring us closer as a family living under one roof. It is only the first day and I can already tell that this is going to be a great trip.

Day 2 (10/6/10)

Wind rushing forcefully through my hair,
Rain slicing through my jacket.
It is like I am in a whirlpool of wind, rain, and chill.
The cold is slashing at my wet jeans, testing them.
I want to get out of here.
Out of this cold wet forest and into the cozy hostel.
My eyes feel intruded by the wind that is causing them to water and not stop.
The sky opens up right before my dewey eyes, throwing knives of water down upon me.
Though, I keep going.
Through the rain,
Through the cold,
And through the wind, until I see the light.

Being on top of the pyramid is not as easy as it seems. Unlike the people on the bottom, you don't have to worry about people on your back, but you do have to worry about how to journey to the top. Numerous attempts show that it is not a simple process. I have to think about ever move in advance so that I do not hurt anyone, or make the whole pyramid topple over. Everyone is wavering and unsteady, but somehow I make it to the top and continue the tradition.

Day 3 (10/7/10)

I don't want this to end:
The bonding, the fun, and the new experiences.
We are all going through this together
One step at a time.
We learn together and we play together.
We live together and we laugh together.
We cry together and we discover together.
We watch the sunset together.
These people are my family and nothing will ever change that.
No matter how much longer we will be together, and how long we will be apart.
We are brothers and sisters, and this is our last year together.
This is the end of the beginning.

Today was a cool and crisp day where you walk outside and feel that shiver up your spine. We went to the Polly Hill Arboretum and took a tour though the tall oaks, the lazy willows, and the dying flowers. We wandered around trying to find inspiration for something to draw. It felt like I was Alice in wonderland walking dazedly and aimlessly through a whole new world. Then, we went to the cliffs of Aquinnah to watch the beautiful sunset from the beach. The sound of the waves crashing, the seagulls chirping, and our laughter were the only things that filled the air. We sat in the chilled damp sand and stared up in awe. The sky was a mixture of pink, orange, blue, and purple, and it was possibly the most amazing ting I have ever seen. Today was another beautiful and magnificent day.

Today seemed like a dream.
The purple sky above me smiling down.
Everyone seemed to be having the time of their lives together.
Tonight is our last night and tomorrow is our last day.
I hope we make them the best.