I could feel the warm air hit my face,as though a wet blanket was on my body. The chitter-chatter of hundreds of people was droning out my dads voice.But it wouldn’t matter anyway because. He was speaking spanish…which I couldn’t understand.

Luckily time was in our favor and we sped on through customs.Once we left the airport doors there were hundreds of people standing there waiting for other people to exit out those doors.My dad and I found our way through the crowd of people that felt like they were just obstacles to get through to get to our destination.The sweltering heat had gotten even more intense,and the bad news was there wasn’t going to be any A/C for awhile now.Once we finally met up with Javier,and Miriam, 2 of our friends from El Savador.

We started walking back to the car, and every way I turned on the narrow walk way we were on, there was a stranger trying to sell me something like candy or jewelry. They were like one-hundred talking bees all stinging me at once. Finally we made it to the car.We put our luggage in the trunk,and hopped in the car.The car might as well been a moving convection oven,because I was burning up. The hour long car ride to “La Libertad” went by fast because of the Lime green canopy of trees, and the deep, beautiful,hazy valley that looked almost as if it went on forever,that I could view from the car window.

We finally made it to La Libertad,and we entered the large blue house that we had rented. The houses name was “Casa Azul”, which is English for “Blue House”. I walked and was stunned at the spectacular building. The entrance was a staircase going down to the living room and on the right was a staircase going to the bedrooms, and on the left a hallway going to the game room.Once you got to the living room there were movies and a large projector, and to the right there was a very fancy kitchen, and on top of all that, they had screen doors leading to the pool, and pavilion/balcony where the dogs slept.

The next couple of days went by quickly, and throughout those days we walked around town. The town was very crowded especially in the market, with women balancing bushels of fruit on their head, and buses almost running you over with their extremely loud engines. The “sidewalks” were very narrowed,cracked,and run down. Thats why El Salvador is “Half a Paradise”…because its a wonderful,tropical place,but its also littered, and run down. But overall El Salvador is a great place, and from now on I’m open to try new things, and go to new places.

My favorite sense is the sense of touch,everybody  has this sense and in my opinion is the meaningful.This is my favorite sense because without it we couldn’t experience actions of love , or even ever feel comfortable,or feel pain which tells you to stop dangerous or threatening actions.There are plenty other senses but,this one is my favorite because even if you can’t see,hear,taste,or smell you can still FEEL the texture of an object wether it’s

bumpy,rough,smooth, or soft.Without this sense it would be hard to understand certain feelings,or when somebody talked about feelings I would always be yearning to know what they experienced on a day to day basis.Without feeling I would be lost.

I hear the pine needles crunch with every step,

The once green leaves are now a flaming red,

The quiet still woods are only disturbed by my swiftly moving foot … ,

I feel alone,

by myself,

but then I look at my surroundings,

I see animals everywhere,

and I realize that i’m not watching them,

there watching me.

“Are we there yet”? No son,we still got a while”. Well, I got the same answer I did 15 minutes
ago,I thought to myself as I looked out the RV window into the beautiful Montana landscape.
As time went by I saw that the sun went from shining bright, to a dim light barely shining
above the mountains.

Then before I knew it I went from playing my super addicting DS to waking up with the sound
of my dads voice blaring in my ear.And of course it was telling me to wake up.So I got up,
and 50 rocky miles later we were there,finally,YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK!!
First thing I said when we got there was “where are all the animals”,then my dad said…
look all around you and I saw bison,antelope,and pronghorns.But the best of all
was the beautiful landscape,with all the grass and lakes shining from the suns radiant
rays shining on them.For the next couple of days we looked at wildlife,we met park rangers,
and ate at resturants.

Then finally we made it to Old Faithful!When we got there it was so crowded I thought I was
going to get squeezed ‘till popped.we waited and we waited for it to erupt,in the blistering
heat,and then finally it erupted.It shot out like a water hose and sprinkled on us.It was amazing
And overall the trip was a good experience,and what I learned is theres “no place like home”.

first year of middle school by the way

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White Oak Intermediate team standings out of 148 teams:
Kenya 2 placed 7th with 940 points
Kenya 1 placed 38th with 560 points
Bangladesh placed 48th with 475 points
El Salvador placed 73rd with 275 points
Vietnam placed 74th with 265 points