Deep Observation, by Noah
At 8:30 pm I—still wet from my post-swimming practice shower-- sat down on my soft blue couch with a plate of warm red pasta in my lap to watch the Cincinnati Reds take on the...
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At 8:30 pm I—still wet from my post-swimming practice shower-- sat down on my soft blue couch with a plate of warm red pasta in my lap to watch the Cincinnati Reds take on the Milwaukee Brewers. After about 10 minutes two of my dogs, Butter the coonhound, (with her floppy ears and her habit of turning three times before curling up in a ball) and Albus, the old beagle, (with the tilted head and l...
It was all about the Frosty Malt. Frozen solid in a paper cup with a thick wooden spoon “like a stick,” my dad said, it took a while to make its appearance. “They came around with the most popular items that people wanted like beer, popcorn, and hotdogs. But I kept looking.
Baseball Family
Tornadoes tore through the Midwest in the early hours of April 1, 2023. Following the reports on my Dad’s iphone, the four of us pulled on shoes and wrapped ourselves in blankets to head down to the basement. Barely more than a potato cellar with bare beams on the ceiling and dirt on the floor, we were squished on folding chairs between Santa lawn decorations, old kitchen applia...
Back in China, my Mom, had a childhood greater than that of her peers. While under Confucian cultural influence, most parents were busily pushing their kids and molding them to their dreams, but her parents let her pursue her own career. As such, she pursued a law degree, only to realize with dismay upon immigrating to the United States that firstly she could not afford law school, and secondly th...
Within a home, the few inhabitants inside go about daily activities, one of which is me. Some of the inhabitants are absent for money-making work at buildings miles away. Unspoken rules dictate that I pursue learning in the late morning along with a window of time shortly after noon. Thus, I stay in my room on a wooden desk for a period of time varying typically of a few hours.
Six light bulbs enriched with white light shine upon its surroundings. The wooden floor is glistening from the light shining down. Leather from the couch has highlights run along it from the lights above. The fan moves in a circular motion much slower than a helicopter. The light breeze falls down to sooth our bodies from the heat.
India is a very unpredictable place where unexpected things can happen. They don’t have the best road safety and have quite a lot of accidents. Sadly, that's how my moms' dad died, in a car accident. My mom was so young and didn’t understand what was happening, but she did observe something about her mother.
51 years ago, my father, an ambitious software engineer, was born. From this day on, he continues to work hard and develop new algorithms for software. Countless days go on rapidly, with new technology enhancing our world to perfection. When I asked my father about when and why he became interested in software engineering, he began, “When I was a college graduate, I grew interested in software e...
I walked down stairs to see my dad pacing in the kitchen while on a phone call with the vet. His eyebrows were furrowed as he talked about rabies. Finally, when he got off the phone, he said that nothing serious had happened, we just needed to bring our dog to the vet to get her shots. I felt a wave or relief run though my body as the thought of our dog being sick left my mind.
At a very young age, my life changed. When I was 3, I moved to Florence, Italy because my parents wanted me to be bilingual, and that wasn’t the only benefit I gained from living in Italy. For 6 years I thrived there. I made friends, I loved my school and my house, I learned a new language, and most of all, I loved the environment. But when I turned nine, the only life I knew disappeared.