Dream Vacation

“Good night, by the way, we are going to the Joneses’ house tomorrow for dinner” my mom whispered to me.

“Good night, see you in the morning,” I replied.

“You have good dreams’ now, Ok,” she told me as she was walking away.

“Ok.”

I lay there, thinking about what would be fun to dream about tonight. Should I fly or travel time. I know, what about a vacation somewhere that I could do or have anything that I wanted…………………..

“Can I take you luggage?” a young man with black hair asked.

“Please and thank you,” I said. The man walked off, across the bridge and into the 1,100 foot cruise ship. I stared, mesmerized by the immensely big ship. ‘Freedom of the Seas’ was printed along the side of the ship in rainbow colors. Black dots scattered the side of the ship some had people staring out of them, watching the oncoming tourists. I started the long walk from the bridged elevated a hundred feet above the ground. The bridge was clear glass; it was like you were walking on air.

“Can I have your ID?” the man in white sailor clothes asked.

“Oh, what is this for?” I asked as I pulled out this credit card shaped like thing; it had printed the boats name and its cruise ship company, Luxury Liners.

“It’s is used as a room key and shows you room number, it will be also used for extra stuff you buy to be billed to you account. Since you won the contest on the radio you won’t need to worry about the cost of anything.

He then swiped my card and a ding-dong noise sounded and my picture came up.

“Thank you,” I said as he handed it back to me.

I went through a security check, and passed some advertisement, wanting me to buy cups or hats with the name of the cruise ship on it. I looked my card to see where I would be saying. ‘Suite 1,’ sweet, a suite. I laughed to myself for the joke I made. I looked around to find a sign showing the location of my suite. Ahaw, I followed the directions to get to my suite. I found it and swiped my card. I pushed the door open, WOW! I couldn’t believe my eyes; I blinked a couple times to see if my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me. The ground was glass with water underneath. The walls were splattered with every color that existed. I had a queen bed to myself, no more sharing with my brother. “Ah” I screamed as a fish appeared below my feet. One by one, more and more, appeared they were yellow with a silver stripes along their back.

“Knock, Knock, Knock”

“Who is it?”

“Room service.”

“Come in.”

“I have you bags and I wanted to see if you are comfortable,” a tall man that looked like he was in his 40’s and had dark brown hair.

“I am fine,” I replied.

“That is great, I will be cleaning you room twice a day once at 10:00 AM and once while you are at dinner. If you have any questions or concerns, please, let me know. What is your name?”

“Travis, why.” I asked.

“I am going to label your door ‘Travis’s Room.”

“Ok thanks for brining my luggage up here.”

“No problem,” he said as he was walking out of the room.

“Wait, where is the men’s room?”

“Go straight down the hallway and turn left you can’t miss it.”

What should I do now; I grabbed the map and looked for anything that looked interesting. H2O zone, now that sounds fun. I dug though my suitcase and found my swimming suite. I rushed out the door, and followed the directions on the map to the 14 floor and found the H2O zone. WOW! It was amazing. The ceiling was glass so it could be used during bad weather but still let the heat from the sun to get through. There was a water fall coming from the balcony of the H2O zone. There was this colorful seahorse looking thing in the middle spraying water in every direction. Soft, squishy, blue, matting covered the floor, so it wouldn’t hurt walking across it in bare feet. One pool was a basketball court but covered with water, another pool looked like you could play water polo. There was a huge lazy river with the current flowing really fast. 3 water slides ranging from beginner to expert. I played in the H2O zone for the rest of the day. My hand and feet were wrinkled so bad that it looked like I went through a time machine and turned into an old grandpa. I cantered along the ship admiring all the things that are possible to do, weight rooms bigger that my house, dining rooms with 4 levels, and an crystal chandelier, lounges with top of the line leather furniture, casinos, (I didn’t really pay too much attention to those) the game room with 10 pool tables, 10 air hockey, 10 ping pong tables and many more arcade games, and the main room in the center of the ship. That was so cool; the glass roof hundreds of feet above me. You could see all the floors of the ship, 8 elevators surrounded the perimeter of the room. I fell asleep very fast that night, I was exhausted. I wanted to skip the night so I could explore and play more the next day.

“Ding…..dong…….ding…….dong,” my alarm sounded.

“Nnnnnnnnooooooooo,” I cried “it was just getting good.”

Halloween

Why is Halloween a holiday, why is it a day that you are allowed to scare people? Why is it, on October 31st when you leave your warm house and go outside in freezing cold weather and say trick-or-treat? Why do you get candy and watch scary movies on Halloween? Why do people say trick-or-treat when they only want a treat? Why do we carve pumpkins and put a candle in them, it is not like it scares a lot of people? Why do people dress up and run around being scary? All these questions and I don’t have any answers? I personally don’t like Halloween; the candy, scaring, coldness, and costumes. I like a little bit of candy but can’t have too much of it or I will get sick. I like scaring others but don’t like being scared myself, which is probably the same with everybody. I especially don’t like going out in the cold. In this climate it is pretty cold at nights during the end of October. I like carving pumpkins. I love the smell of pumpkins, and the taste. Why do we have pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving and not on Halloween? In my family all the candy has to be gone by Thanksgiving or it will be put into a bowl for everybody will eat. I don’t think this is enough time, me personally I maybe could have half of it gone by then. On the other hand my brother is a candyholic. He will eat candy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I share a bedroom with him so I have to change my candy hiding place in my bedroom weekly so he won’t eat it all. He is one of those little boys that will have their candy gone within two days of Halloween. I don’t know how he fits it all in but in is gone so quick and I had not seen him eat it I would guess that he would have thrown it away or auctioned it off. He doesn’t even stop to throw away his wrapper. He pours all his candy into the biggest bowl we have and just keeps it in there until there are just wrappers. In my family, now that everybody is old enough to go out by themselves, my parents stay home and sit. They probably think it is the best holiday because their kids aren’t around to annoy them. I looked up when Halloween started and it said about 2,200 years ago. When they would sacrifice animal with costumes on, (I guess that is where the costume ideas came from.) That is a long time ago. Anyway, the rest of my family isn’t a big fan of Halloween, but I went to somebody’s house last week and boy, they were ready for Halloween. Their house was filled with ghosts, fog machines, pumpkins, little toy decorations, and a bunch of other stuff. And they don’t even have any kids to send trick or treating. I guess that is what happens when you get older. I think Halloween a day in some countries where there is a day set aside so people can have an excuse to pig out on all the candy.

The Neighbors Dogs

Last night my sister had to take care of the neighbors dogs, they are both as small as mine. We were over there for about one and a half hour. The dogs would not come inside. They have a huge backyard. They have a trampoline, gazebo, swing set, trailer, shed, and garden. We chased them forever. They were crazy. We chased one of them onto their deck and it jumped off. It was maybe 10 feet in the air. They ran between the fence and the deck. They were scared and wouldn’t come out. And to add to this problem it was freezing. They would try to bite us every time we came close. We took are dogs over there to try get them. We called there owner to see what we should do. They called there friend over to help us, he went over and tried to grab it but it bit him and drew blood. While all of this is happening we are trying to find the other dog then finally we found him stuck in-between two bricks we pulled out and put him in the kennel. After he got bit he put his jacket on his hands and grabbed the dog. We finally got them. By the time we got home it was 10:30 at night.

Media

Don't you hate those movies that are scary but not in a good way? Like those movies were it is vicious, vile, and completely evil. I like scary movies that are suspenseful and intriguing. But then I see the commercials for movies that everybody turns into zombies and take over the world. They have to make everything so vicious. They have to cut people up into 100 pieces to make it scary. What happened to Gilligan’s Island, I Love Lucy, I Dream of Genie, Greatest American Hero, Airhawk, Six million dollar man, Brady Bunch? All those aren’t “popular” anymore; they don’t fit into the category of vicious killing people. When I go to Redbox the movies there aren’t that family friendly. Like when we went to Las Vegas this year there was a free laser show. We thought it would be cool but they said it wasn’t appropriate for kids. So we didn’t go. A laser show; how bad could it be; I guess they made it really bad, somehow. Like all the movies on TV, some of them are really inappropriate for immature people. I don’t know why it has to be nasty to be a cool show. Why do they have to swear so much? I LOVE all the movies back then it would be way cool if they could make them now so the graphics could be better and they could be on TV.

Soccer Seems So Easy

Some people think soccer is easy. You think wrong. Soccer has to do with both mentally and physically. You have to have extremely good coordination. You have to be able to make decisions in just seconds. You have to be able to run for at least 90 minutes strait. You get pushed and hit. The only protection you have is shin guards. You have to have physical endurance, there are no time outs. You have to be fast and have great leg strength. You think soccer seems so easy, believe me it is not. There are plays that you have to know; through, square, line, 1 2, the list goes on and on. It is not just kick the ball and run, that is kickball. You have practice ball control and get comfortable with the ball. You have to be able to take charge. Soccer isn’t easy; it is a very hard sport to play. You have to know how to catch the ball with your feet there is no hands in this game. There are lists of rules you have to take account of in seconds. People say that soccer is easy to play. Ya right. There is no shoulder padding. You might say that you don’t get hurt and never fall down. You need to go and watch some professional soccer. There are some major injuries that take place on the field. It is a worldwide sport. Other that the U.S. it is the most popular sport. There is a world cup. It could be as popular as the Olympics. Is the super bowl worldwide? I don’t think so. I am not saying football is easy I know the how difficult it can be. I love soccer and you should try it some time. It can be a lot of fun.

Homework

Have you ever wondered why teachers give homework???? I think it is weird. What if it is something that you can't figure out and you teacher wants it done tomorrow. And nobody can figure out how to do it. When you go tomorrow you have to take a zero because you didn’t know how to do it. Sometimes it seems like that all the teachers plan homework for a certain night and you have homework in all of you periods. Like last week on Thursday (October 3rd) I had homework in 4/7 periods. I never like doing homework, especially if your teacher gave you tons of worksheets and there are easy but take forever to do. I hate carrying around my textbooks. All my classes are in the new hall and my locker is on the other end of the school. So I have to carry 2 textbooks and my binder to 4 classes. I wonder why all our “homework” can’t just be done in school. I mean we go there for 8 hours. You would think that we would have time to do our homework.