Bee's Baseball game

By: Marcy Harris

This is a picture of when we went to the Bee’s base on the 4th of July.
This morning we went to the 4th of July parade. We were a little bit late but we made in enough time to see at least twenty-five floats. After being pelted with candy we went and sat in the park. That got board so we went home and took a nap.

When we woke up from our nap we got ready to go to lunch or dinner what ever you want to call it. We went to Famous Dave’s because my mom doesn’t really know how to make BBQ. The drive to Famous Dave’s was boring, but I survived. When we got inside my sister pushed me so I had to sit by my mom’s weird friend, and she got to sit by my mom. Which was so not fair, but I sat there and dealt with it.

My mom and I ordered the same thing. We ordered rib tips and potato salad, my sister ordered hot wings, and my mom’s weird friend ordered baby back ribs. The food took like thirty minutes to get the food. While we were waiting for the food to come we were we were talking about the base ball that we were going to go latter that day.

When the food finally came we ate then. The food was so good. The meat just fell off the bone and I chose to put sweet& sassy BBQ sauce on my meat. It was great. When we had finished eating the waiter brought the bill and my mom’s friend’s bill was $18.00 so she gave the waiter a $20, and guess what she told the waiter. She said that the $2 change was his tip. My sister and I had to leave the table from laughter. We went to the bathroom, and continued to laugh. When we came back my mom told us that we were silly. My mom’s friend didn’t think that it was funny.

We got home and parked the car in the garage and my sister and I decided that we would race to the door. Me always wanting to beat her I pushed her into the wall. She told my mom and my mom said that that wasn’t nice but she didn’t get mad or anything. When we got in the door my sister went in front of me going up the stair and she tried to kick me in the face. For some reason I though that that was funny and I threw up my food all outside and at the same time I was laughing. I got puck all over my mom, her friend, and myself. I had to clean it up, but it was ok.

Thirty minutes after we got home Matt came. He was going to the game with us because my mom had asked him to come to take her friend off her hands for a while. When he came we told him about what had happened at the restaurant and he said “oh yeah I get to eat tonight.” It was funny. Then after that him and I started fight about how was stronger. I knew that he was stronger but I didn’t want to admit it.

When we left the house we went over to the trax’s and rode those down to the base ball field. When we got there, there was this lady and her kids in our seats. The she asked if she could just stay there but we said no because we had five people and she just had had four people, and she was behind us.

I don’t really remember if the Bee’s won but it sure was fun. After the game was over they had about twenty minutes of fireworks. They were really cool, but the music was really loud. It was ok though.

We the fireworks we were over we went and got on the traxs. Right when we walked up the traxs came and we got on right away. When we got back the car we went to Wendy’s and got frosty. I got a strawberry swirl shake. It was so good. It sided down my throat. When we got home my mom and her friends watched a movie, but my sister and I weren’t able to watch it.
At the end of the day a picture says a million words. Mine a, million and one. I had a great 4th of July

The Picture, The Memory By Raechel Heaton

She rifled through the pictures, box after box after box she was looking for a certain one, a special one, one that made her explode with feeling when looking at it too long, sadness like the bitter January wind and happiness as to a ray of sunshine to scare away the chill. She searched more franticly, it had been a while, a year or two, and she must look at it again. Oh, all the memories, all the memories. She must have gone through more than 5 boxes, and hundreds of picture packets. Second after second and minute after minute, the final box, she wiped the dust off and created a storm of dust, which swirled around like bees and settled back down again. She opened the lid and dug through the box, and there right at the bottom was the picture. She took it upstairs and before she let the memories rush in she wiped it off with a towel. “There” she sighed, and hung it up on the fridge. They came in a breath of wind, there was no time to pause she was swept away in a tide of memories.
The first day, the day she came home and saw her mother sitting on the floor with something in her arms, a guinea pig. It was a shock because she had always wanted a pet. Her birthday was coming up in the next few days. She was turning 9 or 10 on her birthday that year. The guinea pig was all white except for a brown spot on her left side and a black spot over her left eye. She was so cute and small she loved her at once.
Then there was the decision on the name, one suggestion was Ginny. She named her Kalicke, because her fur was in calices and she was calico colors. She used to call her Calico Colors; it was kind of like a nick name. Her fur was as soft as a cotton shirt and glistened like the moon when the sun’s light is shed upon it. A while after she had gotten Kalicke she took her for pet, show and tell in Mrs. Leary’s class at Parkside Elementary. She was so proud to have an animal to show, and to tell them about Kalicke the guinea pig and what she eats. She had gotten a Christmas stocking and put Kalicke’s name on it. The years went by and she had a great time with Kalicke, but then Kalicke got sick and died.
She looked at the picture on the fridge, it was after she had given Kalicke a bath and she was wet. She had put her on a bookcase in front of a heater vent and Kalicke looked at her and she was surprised because Kalicke was looking at her questioningly, she seemed to be asking what are you doing, why did you put me here. She took a picture. It was the last picture she had taken of Kalicke and she cherished it.

Snapshot of My dog "Spliff" by Kalo Fifita

Kalo Fifita
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Snapshot
It was a cold wintery day and my little sister and I were sitting in our family room watching “The nightmare before Christmas”. We were on our Christmas break and I was so excited to wake up on Christmas morning and smell the freshly baked orange rolls that my mom bakes every Christmas.“ I’m home!” my older sister yells as she walks into the back door. I ran to say hi and then I jumped back looking puzzled at what my sister was holding in her hands. “Well do you like it?” my sister said smiling. I was unsure about how I was feeling at that time and I was so speech less! I didn’t know what to do but to just stare at that mean looking thing just looking at me.
“Oh, it looks so cute,” my little sister had screamed. My older sister had brought a little pit-bull puppy in our house and called it her own! I was just looking at my sisters in disbelief, because they had started to pet her. Then after my sister had let the puppy loose in our house, she had started to come at me and she looked ready to kill me. The all of the sudden the puppy had stopped and then she looked like it was play full and nice. I was really scared and I had told her to take it back to where she came from because the dog looked like she wanted to bite me. My sister was just so surprised that I didn’t like the dog because she knows that I love dogs to death. My little sister was just sitting there play with the dog. My sister told me that she wasn’t going to take it back and that the decision was final!
A couple of years later we still had that puppy that my sister had brought home. Spliff was her name and she had loved our family! She would hang around the house and kill some time until somebody would come home so that she could jump on them and greet them. I thought she was just so cute and fun to play with. She was much bigger and older now and she could do a lot more things and it was funny. She wouldn’t want us to leave the house because then she wouldn’t have anyone to play with, and it made her feel sad. I was used to having her around and I wasn’t scared of her anymore. Spliff was the cutest dog I had ever had and I wanted her to stay with us forever. Then one day my cousins came over to my house to watch General Conference with us and my uncle had asked my sister and my dad if he could take Spliff to Colorado with him. My sister was sad and so was Spliff but my uncle said he would bring her back to us. Spliff got in their truck and they drove off with her in the back. My sister was crying because she knew that she wouldn’t get her back and my dad had given Spliff away!
“Ring, ring”, the phone was ringing and Audrey’ana (my sister) went to see who was calling. It was my uncle that took Spliff and my sister was excited to talk to him. A couple of minutes later, my sister was off of the phone and started balling. I asked her what was wrong and she said that my uncle gave Spliff away to the dog pound. I was so sad and I couldn’t believe what my uncle did to Spliff. I knew that Spliff missed us and that she was scared. I was so sad and I have missed her ever since. My snapshot story is about my dog Spliff and we had her for about two or three years. She was mainly my sister’s dog but my family and I loved her like she was part of our family. We all miss Spliff and we hope she is somewhere safe in the world. “I love our dog Spliff!”

Snapshot

By Theo Gochnour


He scores the winning goal. Yes Yura Movsisyan the Englishman has done it. He scored the winning goal on the road against Real Salt Lake’ rival Colorado. It is a historic day. Never have the fans of RSL seen it before. For the first time since they started in the league they have made it to the MLS cup Playoffs. The joy on his face and his teammates face starts a chain reaction with the few RSL fans in Dick’s Sporting Goods Park in Denver, Colorado. The few fans are so loud it nearly sounds like it does in Salt Lake City when they are playing at home. It is amazing how one goal can make so many people happy.

On the other side the Colorado Rapids players and the fans are chuck full with anguish and a sense of failure. The 18,634 fans that came out to see a game got that feeling. As the wet tears drip down the player’s heads they remember another heart stopping thing. They were on the verge of winning the Rocky Mountain Cup but RSL took it right away. That is also the first time that RSL has accomplished that feat. It is a sad night in Colorado.
This picture means a lot to me because this is a chance for the little state of Utah to make it big in professional sports.

The only thing that stands in their way to receiving the MLS cup is their other rivals Chivas U.S.A and the 2 time reigning champs the Houston Dynamo. This would be the first pro sports team in Utah to win the big championship. Not shown in the picture but equally great is when they storm the field. Even when the game is in Colorado there are still a few RSL fans to help out the coaching staff and players. If I were in Colorado I would be filled with shame. During the excruciatingly long field storm coach Jason Kreis congratulated Yura Movsisyan and Nick Romando (goalkeeper). The sweat dripping down their tired faces mixes with cold tears of joy. The saddest thing is that they had fireworks set up to launch because they truly thought Colorado would win.

Connor Casey scored a beautiful goal that hit the back of the net like a needle through the heart for Real Salt Lake. Soon later Yura Movsiyan scored equally painful goals to give RSL come from behind win. This amazing win was all over the news headlines. The main reason was that they had been called “a doormat in the MLS,” and “the worst team in soccer.” This picture proves to me and the MLS that Real Salt Lake is one of the elite. I know that when the players of Real go to their locker rooms they will have wet tears… tears of joy and accomplishment. On plane ride home Yura Movsisyan and Robbie Finley (the player with the assist) will remember that one shining moment for now and forever.

Snapshot by Mary Jacobs

One of my best vacations was going river rafting. When we got there we got ready and blew up our tubes. We had to get o picture because we didn’t know if we were going to go again. We got in the order we wanted to. It took a while and the sun was blinding us. There were people that were making us not be ready for the picture. When the clouds went in front of the sun we all said hurry. There was a problem with the camera at the time. Because we fixed in then we could finally to a picture.
Once we were done were got in to our teams. We all helped carry at least one part of the raft. There were six people in a raft and there were five rafts. We put the boat into the water. We had to hold on the boat so we could get in. The water was moving so fast that I almost fell down. We had started going at last.
In the water was the scary part. There were lots of rocks poking out. When we saw white water we would try as hard as we could to go away from the white water. There was trees and under the trees were big spiders and there webs. There were pillars the ones that were holding the roads up. We crashed into one of the pillars and on of our team members almost fell out. There was this huge rock we almost crashed into but it broke our ore in stead.
As we were going there was a really low bridge. Our boat could barely fit. We had to duck the most we can, or we would fall out. One of our rafts got stuck under one of the trees. It tipped over so the people were under the boat. They said the water was pulling them under because of how strong it was. Anther raft that was be hind them had seen what happened. They help it turn the right way and get the people in side.
When we got to the ending all of the rafts popped accept one. Ours popped on the very last rock. Some rafts popped at the first. But we lost all of our ores. The hardest part was staying away from the rocks and the white water. I was kind of scared because it felt like we were going to tip over and drown. Nobody fell out of there boat accept the people in the rafts that tipped over. I think only two tipped over. The first people that got to the place we were supposed to stop they had to catch the other people’s hands. To makes sure they didn’t get in the wrong spot.
I don’t know if I ever want to go river rafting again. I still thought it was fun though and I’m glad I got the chance to go. I don’t know if the other people what to go again. One thing I know for sure is the people on the raft that got stuck under a tree do not want to go again. We sat and talk for awhile about the trip. When we were done we finished cleaning up and left for home before it got to dark.

TeaginMuller P: 4 11-11-08
Snapshot

It all started in 2005, when I was going to a Danish island called Bornholm.
It was with the whole class and we left sometime in September. About 5 teachers were with us and they all cooked for us!!! The first ship we took was not where my picture got taken. Later on when we got to Bornholm we had fun and came home on the ship, which was where my picture got taken.


In the ship we were getting luggage taking care of. Standing next to my friend Hamza talking nonstop this is where the picture got taken. Out of nowhere my teacher Gry, takes a picture of me and Hamza laughing about some funny joke. (Hamza and I made up a lot of funny all the time, which was basically our lives back then, to make jokes.) and now it happened the picture was so close to be taken when it was, when the flash came it was as if the inside of my pupil shrunk like a piece of clothing getting dried and then shrunk.



The flash of the blinding white also affected my friend because he squinted as much I did. At the moment the picture was taken everybody was talking at excited to come home. At the time I was eating a Twix and sharing it with my friend. By the way right before the picture was taken I was making jokes and when the picture got taken we were laughing hard.



After the picture was taken, Hamza and I were making more funny jokes. We were also talking about girls, and we were also having fun with other friends. We also went to the candy shop and were eating through the whole journey. The main reason why the picture got taken was for our yearbook which was still being edited. The other reason for why the picture got taken was because I was going to move, to the USA. It was all going to happen in the upcoming summer, and yet I’m still here learning as much as possible.




By the way in the picture I was wearing an Oakley cap. I was also wearing an addiadas jacket and shoes. My pants were just normal Levis. And my socks, well I can’t remember it completely but I bet they were white. My friend was wearing an army cap and some jeans just like me. He on the other hand was wearing an army shirt. As you can hear my friend really likes army, and that my friend is where I get wearing so much army stuff from. I bet you’ve seen my backpack and my pants and my jackets.


In the picture you might see me pointing at something. If you’re wondering what I’m pointing at, it’s the big door at the end of the ferry. While this picture was taken, the door was closing. And somehow I found that fascinating! So did my friend and now there is no more to this story, because we had a fun journey home and the picture turned out to be awesome!!!

cabin trip-family folklore-By Justin Willis

Last year I was going to my cabin in Wisconsin, we don’t go by plane so we take a three day drive. This was an unusual visit because my friend Merrick came with me, so we started off as usual at seven’ o’clock in the morning. We drove for three days took a few stops, visited a few historical sights. When we finally got there we unpacked and had a fun day fishing in the river and playing games.
We all went to bed, me and my friend were upstairs alone. All was quiet and still and it stayed that way for quite some time. Then in the middle of the night I heard a sound, a scratching sound, a very, very loud sound it sounded like a bear, was ripping up a tree, my friend woke up and we went downstairs to where the sound was coming from, the side of the cabin had been almost cut through and we saw a bear walking away it had just almost ripped up the cabin, we were all safe though.
Later we all went fishing again and caught some very large fish, including a northern pike, a very large pike that lives usually farther north due to the colder climate. After a good day of fishing we went back up to the cabin to play games and have some fun. After many hours of playing cards we all went to bed, me and my friend were restless after what happened last night, every one else seemed to forget what happened last night. I and my friend were going to bed and when we finally went to sleep it was about 12, so we were really tired. All was quiet. Nothing happed all night so we were less worried about the rest of the trip. But when we woke up we heard a scratching sound a gain at 8. We heard it from upstairs, but when we came to check it out nothing was there.
We had an enjoyable third day and we were looking forward to another few days. We all were down at the ponds, the river that passes through our property leads to a big pond called the ponds. We were fishing and we caught another few big fish and we were going to catch some more but we had to go before we got lost in the dark. So I grabbed the bee gun and shot the ripened cattails because when you shoot hem they explode in big puffs of fluffy powder, kind of like feathers. When we got there we heard another loud scratching sound from upstairs, but we ignored it, it was probably just some mice, but boy did we wish we checked that night.
That night me and my friend went to sleep, when suddenly we heard a loud screech, I grabbed a flashlight and pointed it at the sound and I saw at least 30 bats hanging on the ceiling we ran out of the room as quickly as possible, and we quickly packed and everyone left the cabin, we were afraid of breathing rabies. We went to a doctor and got rabies shots, there is like 20 different ones! After we got them, we decided to go fishing one more time, my friend caught something, but when he realed it in it was caught in the line, not on the hook. My mom told him to put it back in the water. When we finally pulled it up, and put it on the ground, and got a flashlight we discovered it was yet another bat. It took us about an hour to untangle it, and when we finally did, we decided that this trip had had to much excitement and we drove home.
Strangely enough, we didn’t go back the next year.