Autobiographical incident

I was spending the night at my friend Andy’s house. I was eleven years old at the
time. It was summer time and I would always go to Andy’s house. I went to sleep
late that night after watching movies. Later that morning, Mrs. Nguyen, Andy’s
mom, woke me up really early. It was a Saturday and I was planning on sleeping
in. Mrs. Nguyen said that my mom had called and said I needed to go home now.
I was a little disappointed. I couldn’t figure out why she’d call so early and ask me
to go home. Mrs. Nguyen asked me why I had to go. I didn’t fully know but I said
it was so she could bring be back to school shopping on the count of that school
was starting in a week. My mom had planned to bring me back to school
shopping but I didn’t expect it to be right now, nor this early on a Saturday. Well I
got dressed and got in the car with Andy as we waited for his mom to come drive
me home. While we waited, we turned the volume of radio all the way up so that
when Mrs. Nguyen started the car up, the radio would be blasting loud. Mrs.
Nguyen got in the car and started the engine. And the radios blurted out loud. We
laughed hard enough for it to last the five minute drive home. When I got home,
Mrs. Nguyen pulled up to the drive way and I got out of the car. As I leaned my
head through the window to thank her for the ride, I could still hear the radio
playing on the station 96.5. I said goodbye to Andy and walked inside. The first
thing I noticed was that my two little brothers were watching Saturday morning
cartoons. This boggled me because we weren’t allowed to watch cartoons on
Saturday. I walked over to the kitchen to ask my mom why she called me in so
early. She was on the phone with watery eyes and a red face. It seemed as if she
had been crying for a while now. While I waited for her to finish talking on the
phone, I grabbed a granola bar from the pantry and munched down on it. I could
hear the sounds from cartoons my brothers were watching on the television. As I
chewed down the granola bar, my dad came called me out to the living room. He
had a sad and concerned type face as he was trying to tell me something. I
asked him what was wrong but he wouldn’t respond. Still chewing on the granola
bar, my dad slowly told me something. He slowly told me, word by word, that last
night, while my grandma and grandpa were on the way here; they were in a
terrible car crash. Tears fell from his eyes and he put his hand over his eyes. I
asked if they were okay, and my dad hesitated to reply. At this point, my heart
was beating hard, and the half finished granola bar that I was once chewing on
was now on the floor. My dad abruptly said to me that grandpa was killed in the
crash, and grandma is in the hospital in serious condition. I busted out in tears
but I didn’t make a sound. I tried to hold it in. I asked my dad again, not
understanding fully what happened. I was still confused. “Are they okay?” I
asked. My dad turned away and walked out of the living room. My mom then
came in a hugged me as we both cried away.

Exp.bt comp. and con. The Bike And Automobile

A bike is an early invention for transportation purposes, however; a
new invention hit the marked which made travel much more faster.
This invention is the automobile.
There are many differences and similarities that bikes and cars share.
Even though cars are more advanced and comfortable then bikes are,
the use of bicycles is very high. Most people however choose a vehicle
for transportation. Cars have many accessories that bikes do not
have. For example, cars these days have anything from radio, CD
players, navigational systems, and even TVs. It is impossible for a
bike to have all these comforting features. Another major difference is
that the car has a roof and windows to protect you from all kinds of
weather. The bike on the other hand is not very protective against any
type of weather. The car seats are way more comfortable then a
bike's.
A bike is somewhat similar to the automobile though. Bikes move just
like a car does; on wheels. They both have some kind of way of
controlling the direction of travel. They both also have lights for night
time trips. The bike has a bell which is similar to the horn in a car.
They are both used for transportation and other purposes.
As you can see cars and bikes are somewhat alike but yet also
different. Me myself would pick a car over a bike any day. I have a
car of my own and love it, and will prefer it before a bike nowadays
since I am elgible.

Legend of sampalok lake

San Pablo, a picturesque and progressive city in Southeastern Luzon,

is sometimes known as the City of the Seven Lakes. All of the seven
lakes are rich with tales of their respective origins. A favorite story is
that of Sampaloc Lake -- the largest and most beautiful of the seven
lakes. Once upon a time there lived in the northern side of San Pablo,
a well-to-do but childless couple. They had a large garden of tamarind
trees that bore the sweetest fruit in all the land. Many people from far
and wide heard of the tamarind trees. And many of them wanted to
taste the sweet tamarind fruit. The couple felt very proud of their rich
possession. They built a fence around their yard so that no stranger
can pick any of the tamarind fruit. Just to make sure that no one could
enter their yard, they had a big watchdog to guard the yard. God
wanted to test the hospitality of the couple. And so, one day a fairy,
disguised as an old beggar bent and wrinkled with age, approached
the couple's garden and begged for some fruit. "Please give me some
tamarind fruit. I am hungry," the old woman pleaded. The old couple
did not even look at the old woman. "Begone! We don't want to give
any of our tamarind fruit away!" replied the couple angrily.
"Please, I am so hungry, and a fruit or two will satisfy me," the old
beggar pleaded. "I know your tamarind trees are laden with the most
delicious fruit." Then, without any further ado, the old woman came
near one of the large trees. She stretched out her wrinkled, skinny
hand to pluck a curly thick pod hanging from one of the lower
branches. Upon seeing what the old beggar had done, the couple grew
angry. They became so angry that they hurried back to their house, let
their big dog loose, and set it on the poor woman. Alas, the poor
woman was badly bitten. Patiently, the old beggar bore her pains. But
before turning away from that inhospitable spot, she touched the
tamarind tree and, looking at the couple, said, "You shall be punished
for your selfishness." Then she went slowly on her way. Even before
the old woman was out of sight, the sky became overcast. In a short
while a terrible storm broke out, and heavy rain fell through the night.
The following morning all was peaceful. The man and his wife went out
for their daily round as usual. They had hardly taken a few steps
when, to their surprise, instead of the tall and green tamarind trees,
there stretched before their unbelieving eyes a vast expanse of water
shining in the morning sun. Still unconvinced about what had
happened, the couple went forward up to the bank of what now
appeared to be a natural lake. And, wonder of wonders, they saw
through the transparent water the dark mass of tamarind trees still
rooted to the sunken ground! From that day on, the place became
known as "Sampaloc Lake" -- "sampaloc" being the Tagalog word for
"tamarind". Nowadays, Sampaloc Lake is a tourist spot to which many
lovers of nature, both young and old, go in order to admire the
splendor and beauty it offers.

My name's Jeffrey but you can call me Jeff since everyone i know calls me Jeff
except the lady at the library. Why am i at summer school? Obviously, i failed
English 2 during the school year so now i have to take it over again. And i have
the same teacher, Mr. Brennan. by the end of summer school i will have had mr.
brennan for al most a full year! yes it's saddening. I cannot say i learned alot from
him...and neither can i say i didnt lealrn anything... Anyways, i play the guitar. I
like to watch movies and i dont like to hang out with my friends. I do hang out
with them but i pretend to have fun when i do. I have a nice family which i spend
alot of my time with and i pretend to not love them. I dont like to read. I guess
thats one of the reason why im here in summer school. I like to play football and
basketball. And i am not aware of having any phobias. my birthday is 3 days after
september 11th. I will be a JUNIOR after this summer. and theres only 2 more
years till im off to college. i want to go to a good college. everyone one in my
family went to a great college. my cousins, bros, uncles etc. they all went to
colleges like UC Davis, UC Berkley, UC Santa Clara, Cal Poly. yanoe. and i hope
i dont break the chain. well thats about all you need to know about me. oh yeah,
and i have 3 little brothers that i beat up on a daily basis.