College Essay

“College is the life-changing experience you will never forget.” When I was younger, I used to think this meant college was a scary place. Through the years, I have gained the knowledge to know that college is actually a life changing experience. College, in general is the one place where you will learn the most to help you excel later in life. Also, there are many fun and unforgettable events in college.

            For me, the Science field is what I would like to pursue in my future and to fulfill my goals. Deeper in the science field, I would like to be a Marine Biologist. Marine biology is what I am most interested in because I feel that my best subject is science and math, and I love animals. Also in the science field, I would like to be a neurotic surgeon. I would like to be a surgeon of this sort because surgeries in general interest me and I feel I could excel greatly in this area.    

            Learning in a college education is also a very important aspect into excelling. Education is important from the very beginning. Kindergarten is where it begins because it is when everyone’s brain starts to develop. We all then move up to the high school levels and soon on to our college plans. After college comes the afterlife.

            Finally, how I will get there. I plan to do well in school and pay attention in class. I then plan to finish school with an A average. After high school, I will go to college and go to classes for 8 years. Finally, I plan to get my Masters for a Neurotic Surgeon.  After college, I will reach for the stars and excel in my plans in the future.

            College is a life-changing experience that I hope to go to one day. The future is planned for me and I don’t want to give up on my dreams. Education is an important aspect of my learning and experiencing my getting ready for my future. Also, so I excel later in life.  

Daily Blogger Thursday March 21

Happy Thursday everyone!!!

Today in classes, we did a variety of things. To start it off, in Algebra 1, we added and subtracted polynomials. Then, we went to science where we watched a video about lava, magma, and volcanoes. In history, we talked about the Rosenburg trial. In reading, we did a Socrative Review with everybody on the iPads. In band, we went through our new songs. In English, we started with DGP. Then we Peer Reviewed our college writing essays. Then we went to our quarter classes, in which mine is Ag. I hope everyone has a good day and tomorrow is FRIDAY!!!!!!

This is our College Writing Rubric

~Allison Ludwig

Tubing Essay

There is always that one place that appeals to you, whether it is shady tree to read a book under or even something just as simple as sitting by a lakeshore with your friends. To me, my favorite place to be in Nebraska is tubing on the Niobrara River with my friends during the summertime. I feel the rush of cool water as it hits me with little force. The cold knocks me out but pulls me back in. The golden sun is beating down on by tanned skin and on the azure water. Sparkling like a million diamonds the water, calm and peaceful is interrupted by my friends and our feet.

         When I first get out of the car, I smell pine trees and fresh air. It hits me like a whirlwind. The water is softly rippling down the weaved ways. I put my tube in and start my journey. Who knows where it will end. The cool sand from the bed is running through my toes like a race. It tickles, really bad due to the fact that my feet are ticklish. The splashing of the water on the rocks and the giggles of Allison, Haley, and Emily makes this moment in time unforgettable.

         I am now floating. The tube is leaning and rocking every which way. My hair, wet from falling in and swimming and my new purple bathing suit is now stuck to my skin. The water is like sweat, on my pores and my hair. My friends are beside me, pushing me in, but I guess I deserve it. I have pushed them so many times that I lost count. The sun, now on top of me in the clear blue sky, I realize it is about noontime. I grab a quick snack and head back out. It is now three o’clock. We are still racing until the sun has met its bed.

         The tube has droplets of water stuck to its surface and I have gallons of water all over me. The splashing has now turned to gliding in a split second. I hop out of the water and bundle up in a towel. I look at the water, a glittering turquoise which was once covered by sunlight has now turned to black with speckles of stars in it; a mirror reflection of the sky. I, tired from the day sadly walk back to the car and leave. “This is what I needed. A day of relaxing.” My friends laugh and laugh until their sides hurt. I then look back and see the glittering water. 

Tubing on the Niobrara

Cold

Cold water

As I jump in

To the Niobrara with friends

Smooth

Smooth plastic

In the shape of a doughnut

I sit and start my journey

Plastic

Plastic tube

As I float down the river

It keeps me above the water

Soft

Soft sand

Running through my toes like a race

Tickling the soles of my feet

Purple

Purple suit

Sticking to my skin like glue

Wet, but keeps me from burning

Turquoise
Turquoise water

Sparkling like diamonds

From the bright sun

Golden

Golden sunshine

Tanning my beige skin

Making me look as dark as can be

Black

Black night

As the sun sinks and the stars come out

The water is now black

Long

Long journey

From a plastic tube in the river

To bundling up in a towel

Starry

Starry night

The water is speckled with white spots

As if it were saying “Goodnight”

Goodbye

Goodbye water

I hope to see you again

On another warm summer day

Ending to the story "The Lady, or the Tiger?"

He walks to the right door reluctantly, thinking of the Princess’s words. The man grabs onto the copper knob, its surface cold; full of hatred and curiosity. With fingers in a tight grip, he changes his perspective to the left door. The crowd with large gasps and pleading expects to only open one door. With a tight grip on the twined doors, squeak, both doors open. Eyes the size of saucers appears on the Greek faces. For, a tiger and a lady didn’t come out of the doors, but two women.

One his wife, the other the princess he was going to marry.

He looked at the princess, wanting the tiger to eat her instead. Then right before his eyes, the beautiful princess turned into a man-eating tiger. Teeth glistened in the sun, stained blood red. Both the wife and the princess knew what was to become of their lives. The princess, hopped off her royal throne and hurled herself into the tragedy-staked arena. The tiger, now full on not one but two people left the arena.

The man woke up screaming, not knowing what would become of him. Today, his fate would soon tell him. 

Nebraska Photo Poem

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Walking, my feet are sore

As I walk up a small dirt hill.

Nebraska, the land of agriculture

And of scenery.

I am on top of the hill

I look out in the distance

And see a sinking sunset

Birds chirping loudly

The wheat is now still on the ground

Golden, and soft

Like a bed

I want to plop down on and sleep

A sinking fireplace

Under the horizon

Warm and comforting

Now turns to cold and unwelcoming

Smells surrounding me

Like a lion on a deer

Fresh and clean

Calming and soothing

Grasses from the cold months

Is now sprouting

Up from the soil

Green and bright

The sky is now a rainbow

Full of blues, pinks, oranges

Various hues of reds

Making the wheat now a light show.

The sun is now sinking

Deep under the horizon

The sky now black

Full of sparkling stars

I bid a goodnight

To the fields

And to the wheat

And the dazzling sun now gone to sleep

Febuary 13th

Woke up this morning in pj's...not a big surprise. I then remembered that today was Pajama Day for FCCLA week. I started off the day with algebra, where we studied how to find linear functions. Next, off to science where we worked on our worksheets along with our raps about continental spreading and plate tectonics. Now, for history. In history, we finished our Constitutional Convention. Then off to fourth period. In fourth period reading, we watched an Anne Frank video and we chose a friend to write their life about. In band, we worked on pep band, due to the fact that we perform this Friday. In English, we did DGP, we then finished our video about Ted Kooser and answered the questions. Finally, we started our Nebraska Poem projects. For the last part of my studies for the day, i went to Career Guidance where we worked on our projects. PE was the last part of my day at school, though I went to the pep rally for State Wrestling Qualifiers. All in all, it was a good day at O'Neill Public High School.

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Good luck Eagle Wrestlers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:D

-Allison Ludwig

Success- Blindsight

The big idea of success relates not only to me, but to the movie The Blindsight also. The reason it relates to me is because success isn’t just doing your best, but it’s about how your attitude helps. I am a huge supporter of the word success because I like to be on top, to win more like. The movie really brings out this team that “needs” to get to the top of the mountain. Sadly, three people had to go down Mt. Everest because of health purposes. Thinking they have failed, Erik told them that they had gone 27,000 ft. This relates to my life in another way also. By being my main motivator, success has really made me a better person altogether, not only in sports and competitive events, but life. 

My Favorite Place

Sunny, bright day on the hot sandy beach. The golden grains of sand are leaving imprints on my bare feet from their scolding outer edges. The bright colors of new swimming suits, mostly neons. My friends are jumping through the waves beside me. This is the beauty of Cocoa Beach.

         The tastes are unexplainable. The saltiness of the crashing waves on the shores. Tasting pineapple on my microscopic taste buds from the sweet smoothies. And the worst taste of all, the sand in my mouth from friends kicking it at my face. Grinding bits of grains are rubbing against my teeth like a piece of sandpaper on wood. Of course, the tastes are mostly terrific rather than terrible.

Smells are like smelling a rose that just came from the garden.  First, I smelled the salty water that touches your nostrils ever so gently. Then, the sweet smells that is as sweet as cotton candy. The flaming sand, the sunscreen, and finally, all of the frozen smoothies that are made on the beach further down from where we sat. Along with all of the smells, the sights and feelings are exceptional.

The neons, purples, teals, bright oranges and lime greens of the swimming suits is the first thing I experienced at Cocoa Beach. Also, I saw the white-capped waves hurling over the eager swimmers. The seashells that are lined along the shore make this sight seem serene. Wait until the waves come in. Along with my sights of the beach, my feelings and what I felt along my skin felt like I was in heaven. The warmth from the golden sun on my soon to be tan legs was incredible. Also, with the sand between my toes and near the sadly warm shower after swimming was incredible.

And last, but certainly not least, the sounds. From the giggling of the small children and the weird sounds from the adults, mostly yelling at the waves, I defiantly felt like I was at a beach rather than a library. I first heard my friends yelling at me from the salty waters to jump in, the water is fine. From laughing in my head to landing in the sea, underneath the surface is the quietest and most scary place of all.

Cocoa Beach is an incredible place to go that I will never forget. With my friends by my side and my new swimming suit, what could be better? And of course, the golden sun beating down on me makes this place like an enormous sauna. Cocoa Beach is an experience and a place I will never forget as long as I live.

A Person I Look Up To

        One person that I look up to is Nastia Liukin because of her determination. She is an Olympic gymnast that does floor, uneven bars, vault and beam. The reason that I look up to her is because when I get older, I want to go to the Olympics and either be a coach or actually participate in the events. She is a blonde haired, blue eyed girl, about 5'4 in height, which is a spitting image of me. She has done many things in the Olympics by placing in all medals in all competitions, and getting gold in all of these events in one year. I also want to be like her because of her determination in gymnastics. Nastia never gives up if she fails once or twice in an all-around. I look up to Nastia Liukin because of all of her achievements and determination in my favorite sport, gymnastics.

Descriptive Essay- Butterfly Necklace

Glimmering turquoise pool, young kids with their bright new swimming suits jumping off the edge. Who doesn’t love summer? All of you friends are there. New suits, tanning oil, and sunscreen, ahhh… the smell of sunscreen. But for me, this summer was different.

         It was a bright sunny June day at the pool. Small town with a lot of kids at the pool. Haley had told me in the rainy days of April she was moving in June. The move came like it was a track race. We were jumping into what felt like cold water due to the heat. Eventually, her mom came to pick us up to go and help pack their belongings that would be sent to Sioux Falls the next day. We had finally arrived to the what now seemed like a desolate grey house, where when we were younger, we imagined it was a castle. There was nothing left in the small house after everything had been shoved and jammed into the cardboard boxes.  After the packing was done and everything was in various sizes of boxes, time was ticking for our last couple of hours together.

         We walked to the colorful Kiddie Park and went on every ride possible. There she gave me a beautiful butterfly necklace with the word “friend” embedded into its silver lining. She had the “best” to it. With the rosy pink and the soft blue glistening stones, it made it look like it wanted to break free from the chain and fly away to the golden sunshine. It looked like it was sad, but I knew that it was for me, made for me I guess. We gloomily walked back past the sweet flowers filled with nectar for the buzzing bees.

         At her house, we decided to make one last lap around her house in a slow pace. My mom came to pick me up and that was it. Goodbye to my first best friend and hello to a new life. No, that’s not it. More like goodbye to my first best friend. I will miss you so much. I looked at the necklace and it looked back at me as if meaning to whisper ever so sweetly in my ear, “You will be fine. I am here for you.”        

Tears trickled down my face, leaving salty wet trails down my cheeks. I had lost her and she will never come back. Friends are like bees and they can sometimes be like sparkling butterflies. They will come back if they wish, but sometimes they can’t because of the intriguing flowers that are holding them captive there. The butterfly had flown to a new beginning in the roses and wasn’t coming back.

My Lunchroom

           At our school, most of the student's favorite place is the lunchroom. In the small lunchroom, the smells of "homemade food" is overwhelming, and not in a good way. We rush to the spots on the small wooden tables and we generally crunch 7-8 people on a bench. The girls sit at one table and gossip and the boys sit at another and talk about who knows what. There are colorful vending machines, nice-ish lunch ladies, and many students from all of the grades. Most of the time, all you hear is laughing and talking, and the lunch ladies usually yelling at someone. "NO running in the lunchroom," is the most common phrase from them. You can sit down a granite-plastic table that it smooth as silk and the chairs that feel like sandpaper when you sit down. There are also many trash cans in the corner. The lunchroom is a fun place to be, most of the time.

The Amazing Thing

One Amazing Thing That Happened Over Break

The one thing that I liked or that I did over Christmas break was I hung out at Emily’s house for New Year’s Eve. This was the best celebration yet. It was 10:00 and we were blowing up what was supposed to be 40 bright colored balloons but turned out to be 30. Soon, time was ticking faster than ever and it was 11:58. We put on our favorite song, and stood under our balloon filled tarp. At 12:00, we grabbed the tarp and yanked and right then and there, it was like a balloon catastrophe. I was as happy as a kitten with a ball of yarn. After all of that fun, we decided it was time to go to sleep. 1 o’clock, 2 o’clock, and finally at 3:30 am, we were out and sleeping like children. New Year’s Eve is always fun if you are with your friends.    

Invisibility Potion of REVENGE

“Should we do it?” I asked.  “Yes! We can finally get back at the jerk that broke BOTH of our hearts. Deal?” She finally concluded and I got an evil grin and ended with a mocking “Deal.” The next day we got the blue gurgling potion and each took a large gulp, which was only meant to be a sip.

All of the sudden BOOM! You can’t see us anymore. We had spent the night together and decided to go to school extra early the next morning.  Then, he arrived. Our games had begun and he was struck by how sneaky we were. 

Emily and I trotted down the long halls and knocked everything over. We were in history, in the class that we were all in. Including the IT, we can’t say his name. His computer was miraculously pushed on the ground making a crack and all of they keys were misplaced. Oops, my bad. NOT.

In fourth period, his book was accidentally thrown at the teacher. Detention…and payback. With his face red and his eyes glowing blue from the tears at his eye line, he was embarrassed. Sadly, the potion wore off at lunch and we had to rush to the bathroom and we kind of just showed up out of nowhere.

 IT was scared, and embarrassed, kind of the way we felt when IT killed our pink, beating hearts with his icy cold “thing” that is so called a heart.