Nature's Echo Steven Richardson Page 1 18 Wheelsand Wings Cynthia McNally Page2 A Cup ofSunday Coffee Jason Velase() Page4 There Once Wasa Girl Trey Payment Page6 Embracing Education Candance Barr Page 7 Fairly Cinderella Jenny Reeder Page 9 A Day atthe Vet Becky Harris Page 10 How to Achieve the College Dream asa Foreigner Xue Jun Stevenson Page 11 My Thoughtson Commitment Kenneth L.Page II Page 13 A Moving Change Lyronda Major Page 14 Childhood Obesity Haley McIntyre Page 14 Editor: Suzanne Hess Designer: Dunia Odeh A publication of: FLORIDA COMMUNITY COLLEGE AT JACKSONVILLE online at www1.fcci.org/shess DICE OF COLLEGE COMPOSITION Volume 14, Number 1 2003-2004 Nature's Echo By Steven Richardson Descriptive Essay Submitted by Professor Bess Ebbinghouse When I was younger, I relied upon nature to sooth my sorrow, especially when a lot of thought was applied to solving a problem. In fact, even now I look up to my second mother, Mother Nature,for guidance in everything I do. Her gentle touch would put me at rest with every gust of wind,and her subtle kiss of rain would reassure my presence in this place we call earth. Mother Nature brings the sounds that I hear as I approach the end of Manatee Point, a pier near my home. I sit and wait, hoping that she will invite me in, so I can tell her all my problems. The feelings that come over me ignite all of my senses, but the most important feeling that I get from these surroundings is pure tranquility. I have always believed that nature can and will cure all my sorrows. As I approach her home, I pause to gaze over the calm, clear water as it reflects the beautiful rays of the sun. With unison of glamour and grace, I take my first steps across the pier. The rocks on the ocean floor are all covered in their dress of seaweed and shift ever so slightly to see who is approaching. I stop to peer down deeper and see the schools of fish dancing and playing just as kids do during recess. I soon realize that I must continue, and the knocking of my shoes brings even more curiosity. As I look over the water's glassy top, I can see fish jumping out of the water. They appear to be practicing for a ballet because they are all perfectly choreographed. There is so much going on around me that I already begin to feel more and more like I have left the surface of the earth. Without a care in the world, I stop at the edge of the dock and close my eyes. While I wait for the wind to blow calmly through and around my body, I listen out for her with great anticipation, hoping that she can set me free from my pain. Gently, the wind massages my shoulders and the rest of my body all the way down to my toes: I finally hear the chorus line of , OCR Text: Nature's Echo Steven Richardson Page 1 18 Wheelsand Wings Cynthia McNally Page2 A Cup ofSunday Coffee Jason Velase() Page4 There Once Wasa Girl Trey Payment Page6 Embracing Education Candance Barr Page 7 Fairly Cinderella Jenny Reeder Page 9 A Day atthe Vet Becky Harris Page 10 How to Achieve the College Dream asa Foreigner Xue Jun Stevenson Page 11 My Thoughtson Commitment Kenneth L.Page II Page 13 A Moving Change Lyronda Major Page 14 Childhood Obesity Haley McIntyre Page 14 Editor: Suzanne Hess Designer: Dunia Odeh A publication of: FLORIDA COMMUNITY COLLEGE AT JACKSONVILLE online at www1.fcci.org/shess DICE OF COLLEGE COMPOSITION Volume 14, Number 1 2003-2004 Nature's Echo By Steven Richardson Descriptive Essay Submitted by Professor Bess Ebbinghouse When I was younger, I relied upon nature to sooth my sorrow, especially when a lot of thought was applied to solving a problem. In fact, even now I look up to my second mother, Mother Nature,for guidance in everything I do. Her gentle touch would put me at rest with every gust of wind,and her subtle kiss of rain would reassure my presence in this place we call earth. Mother Nature brings the sounds that I hear as I approach the end of Manatee Point, a pier near my home. I sit and wait, hoping that she will invite me in, so I can tell her all my problems. The feelings that come over me ignite all of my senses, but the most important feeling that I get from these surroundings is pure tranquility. I have always believed that nature can and will cure all my sorrows. As I approach her home, I pause to gaze over the calm, clear water as it reflects the beautiful rays of the sun. With unison of glamour and grace, I take my first steps across the pier. The rocks on the ocean floor are all covered in their dress of seaweed and shift ever so slightly to see who is approaching. I stop to peer down deeper and see the schools of fish dancing and playing just as kids do during recess. I soon realize that I must continue, and the knocking of my shoes brings even more curiosity. As I look over the water's glassy top, I can see fish jumping out of the water. They appear to be practicing for a ballet because they are all perfectly choreographed. There is so much going on around me that I already begin to feel more and more like I have left the surface of the earth. Without a care in the world, I stop at the edge of the dock and close my eyes. While I wait for the wind to blow calmly through and around my body, I listen out for her with great anticipation, hoping that she can set me free from my pain. Gently, the wind massages my shoulders and the rest of my body all the way down to my toes: I finally hear the chorus line of , Z ArchiveInABox,JAX,Voices of College Composition,Scans,2003-2004,2003-2004 1 Page 1, 2003-2004 1 Page 1