HAHAHA this is HAILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, my english teacher made us do some pretty random assignments ..... this is def. one of them!!!!
Nicky Correia
pd.2
"What is dog?"
LuLu, the King of Cocker Spanials, his obese brother Midnight, his son Pepper,
Ginger's water bowl sharing buddy Bandit, and Efaginia (brother of Blais, the wrongful Queen
of the Pound) are all in a fast moving Animal Control vehicle. The careless and expeditious
driving scares all the nobledogs to abandon the vehicle, fearing it will split in half. When the
chaos subsides, the exiled Queen Blais and her daughter Bobby appear in a park they have
inhabited for 12 years. Bobby tells her that she saw the Animal Control vehicle split in half,
but Blais explains it was a magical illusion she had created. She explains how she was once
Queen of the Pound, but her brother LuLu took over when he began to study the origins of
dog digging, eventually joining LuLu to banish Blais and Bobby. They would abandon them in
the streets, where they luckily landed in a park and survived since Bandit had given LuLu flee
repelant, doggy chow, and his Pound Puppies books in the Animal Control vehicle. She then
says that her enemies had driven by them in yet another Animal Control vehicle, so she
created this sort of illusion to abandon them in the beloved park. She then causes Bobby to
sleep and calls her spirit Carlee to come. Carlee verifies that the other nobledogs are safe in
another portion of the park, while their Animal Control vehicle is waiting for them in the back
of the park, with the driver asleep. She also adds that as far as the other Animal Control
vehicle, it went back to the pound believing LuLu is dead.
What you must know before the continuation of this grand story is that LuLu once
rescued Carlee from the "foul poodle" Stephanie and will free Carlee himself when his plans
for the other nobledogs are complete. Stephanie had caged Carlee in a tree for refusing to do
her evil, then, after her death, Blais freed her. She also had a deformed son, Derka, whom
Blais commands as her slave. Now we may continue.
Hidden, Carlee sings a song and scares LuLu's son Pepper as he looks for a good
tree around the park. She eventually meets up with Blais and Bobby. Both Bobby and Pepper
immediately fall in love, but LuLu, although approving, pretends to be gruff toward Pepper.
In another part of the park, LuLu, Midnight, Ginger, Bandit, and the lords Diandra
and Jackie are wandering. LuLu fears Pepper is dead, but Bandit assures him he is probably
showing off his new tricks, since it is done all the time a generous amount of treats. Carlee
then causes all to sleep with that same magical herendous breath she has always used. All
sleep except Midnight and Ginger. Soon after, Ginger convinces Midnight to kill LuLu so
Midnight will become heir to the pounds throne. LuLu quickly has Carlee awaken Bandit to
warn LuLu. At the water fountain, Derka is gathering wood when Tyler and Rob, both from
the Animal Control vehicle, come upon him. Derka takes Rob to be a god, the Man on the
Moon, and vows to serve Derka water forever.
At Blais' cave, Bobby sees Pepper carrying logs for her father. Here they exchange
their love for one another, along with their bones, and vow to be married. Blais, watching in
secret, approves. Elsewhere, Derka convinces Rob to kill Blais and run away with Bobby so
they can rule together as Duo Dogs. Carlee overhears and will eventually warn Blais. LuLu
and others are in the middle of a grad hole when Carlee and other spirits bring in a dog bowl
full of food. Before they can eat, Carlee appears and takes the food away, then informs LuLu,
Midnight, and Ginger that it is their evilness toward Blais that has caused their current sorrows
. . . the loss of Pepper.
Back at the cave, Blais presents Bobby to Pepper. She tells him not to "break her
virgin-knot" until after they are properly married in front of there 32,474 family members back at the pound. She celebrates by presenting them with a show by the spirits Angel, Jeanine, and
Wendy. However, Derka, Rob, and Tyler show up to kill Blais. She, however, creates a
distraction with extravagant, colorful, and sequenced bones. She then sends the fairies after
them like hounds hunting foxes.
Finally, Blais brings the nobledogs to her cage and reveals herself to them. She
forgives LuLu, Ginger, and Midnight. She reveals that Pepper is safe with Bobby. LuLu
restores Blais' throne as Queen of the Pound and Blais promises to return all home safely to
Linberg. As for Derka, he promises to mend his ways while Rob and Tyler repent for plotting
to kill Blais. They all feast on dog chow and end with a dance.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Beowulf ... Continued!
Havn't seen the movie yet ... but here's another assignment ... It's a good one!
Nicky Correia
A.P. English 4
English I.E. Exercise/Essay Drill
After the completion of the grand tower, in their kings
honor, the Geats mourned in great sorrow. In the end, they recounted the deeds Beowulf
had accomplished, each one just "as straight and high as wise and willing". They praised
him for his heroic actions and for living a life as noble as his name. Why then would such
an epic end so tragically? Why not reiterate all the good Beowulf had done and recite
all that had benefited from it? Someone may have "the good life" but such a thing is
temporary. What this Old English poem is trying to convey is that, in real life after every
good thing that takes place, a bad thing follows close behind. Change is enduring and
will remain constant.
The change of emotion and attitude in Beowulf gives it the several gloomy and
dark things that it needs to present the message. Although there are reoccuring
celebrations exemplified, the poem is dark. It explains how the world itself is a dark
place. The world is not just made up of decent, good, and moral things. No, it also
includes ignorrance, pride, death, and filth, just as in Beowulf. Therefore, I feel that such
darkness makes it the classic poem that it is today. In a way, it looks at how todays
society really is, when everything is going good, something terrible inevitably happens.
Beowulf, however, isn't the only book that uses such sorrow to send the message.
The Bible itself uses death, filth, pride, and great ignorrance to get the "message" across.
It is considered one of the best books in the world, if not the best, and it indeed has its
share of dark times. Just as Beowulf dies for his people, Jesus was crucified to give
everyone everlasting life. Jesus went through terrible pain and suffering even though he
cured several people and was considered a hero. Beowulf put himself in danger for the
safety of all, for all his people, making him a known hero among his people. The Bible,
just as with Beowulf, is a great way to understand the change of today and how it will
effect tomorrow, even if it is in such a gloomy way.
Nicky Correia
A.P. English 4
English I.E. Exercise/Essay Drill
After the completion of the grand tower, in their kings
honor, the Geats mourned in great sorrow. In the end, they recounted the deeds Beowulf
had accomplished, each one just "as straight and high as wise and willing". They praised
him for his heroic actions and for living a life as noble as his name. Why then would such
an epic end so tragically? Why not reiterate all the good Beowulf had done and recite
all that had benefited from it? Someone may have "the good life" but such a thing is
temporary. What this Old English poem is trying to convey is that, in real life after every
good thing that takes place, a bad thing follows close behind. Change is enduring and
will remain constant.
The change of emotion and attitude in Beowulf gives it the several gloomy and
dark things that it needs to present the message. Although there are reoccuring
celebrations exemplified, the poem is dark. It explains how the world itself is a dark
place. The world is not just made up of decent, good, and moral things. No, it also
includes ignorrance, pride, death, and filth, just as in Beowulf. Therefore, I feel that such
darkness makes it the classic poem that it is today. In a way, it looks at how todays
society really is, when everything is going good, something terrible inevitably happens.
Beowulf, however, isn't the only book that uses such sorrow to send the message.
The Bible itself uses death, filth, pride, and great ignorrance to get the "message" across.
It is considered one of the best books in the world, if not the best, and it indeed has its
share of dark times. Just as Beowulf dies for his people, Jesus was crucified to give
everyone everlasting life. Jesus went through terrible pain and suffering even though he
cured several people and was considered a hero. Beowulf put himself in danger for the
safety of all, for all his people, making him a known hero among his people. The Bible,
just as with Beowulf, is a great way to understand the change of today and how it will
effect tomorrow, even if it is in such a gloomy way.
Beowulf ... now a movie?
Beowulf ... wow I havn't heard that name since senior year of high school! I mean it wasn't that long ago but man ... now their turning it into a movie! I just can't believe it these days, everything becomes a movie! I was digging through my senior year papers so I could elaborate more on Beowulf, being that I did forget what exactly it was about. I found this short assignment explaining the meaning and symbolism brought up numerous times in Beowulf concerning the lighthouse.
English I.E. Exercise
A.P. Essay Drill
Knowing that Beowulf himself was indeed going to die, he requested that a monument
be created in memory and in honor of himself and of his great deeds. Therefore, such a
statement describes exactly what was to be generated and how it was going to be established.
Taken directly from the text, titled Beowulf, he himself says,
"The brave Geats build me a tomb,
When the funeral flames have burned me, and built it
Here, at the water's edge, high
On this split of land, so sailors can see
This tower, and remember my name, and call it
Beowulf's tower, and boats in the darkness
And mist, crossing the sea, will know it."
What exactly is the specified tower and how will it represent all that Beowulf has done? Now
that, you see, is the question "floating" through the minds of many. As Beowulf was a hero
among all, when a lighthouse is put to use, it is used heroically. Beowulf is asking that the
people of the town construct a lighthouse in his memory, seeing that all lighthouses are indeed
immense in size.
Functioning as a guide to the many ships that roam the sea, a lighthouse beems its
light out into the midst. In times of danger and despair, Beowulf was called to beem his light. It
was then that he "shined his beacon of strengh." It was he who wounded Grendal so miserably,
forcing him to run into a hole at the bottom of a marsh, only to await his inevitale death.
Beowulf, just as the lighthouse, represents the qualities of a staunch soul. When ships look for
assistance, they look to the light, a guiding light. They look to be led in the right direction.
Beowulf, a hero, leads his people when they are faced with a dilemma. Being brave and heroic
means having a staunch soul.
As a lighthouse protects ships from dangerous weather, Beowulf not only fought for his
people, but protected them. Beowulf, as described in the text, is the mighty protector of men.
The lighthouse protects us and keeps us safe from the harmful sea. To sum up his reasonings,
Beowulf wanted a lighthouse built to represent how he did and forever will protect and honor his
people.
Not so bad huh? I'm not to sure if the ligthhouse has that much of an influence in the movie as it does in the book. I'm planning on seeing the movie ... one of these days when I actually have some time! I'll get back to you all and let you know!
English I.E. Exercise
A.P. Essay Drill
Knowing that Beowulf himself was indeed going to die, he requested that a monument
be created in memory and in honor of himself and of his great deeds. Therefore, such a
statement describes exactly what was to be generated and how it was going to be established.
Taken directly from the text, titled Beowulf, he himself says,
"The brave Geats build me a tomb,
When the funeral flames have burned me, and built it
Here, at the water's edge, high
On this split of land, so sailors can see
This tower, and remember my name, and call it
Beowulf's tower, and boats in the darkness
And mist, crossing the sea, will know it."
What exactly is the specified tower and how will it represent all that Beowulf has done? Now
that, you see, is the question "floating" through the minds of many. As Beowulf was a hero
among all, when a lighthouse is put to use, it is used heroically. Beowulf is asking that the
people of the town construct a lighthouse in his memory, seeing that all lighthouses are indeed
immense in size.
Functioning as a guide to the many ships that roam the sea, a lighthouse beems its
light out into the midst. In times of danger and despair, Beowulf was called to beem his light. It
was then that he "shined his beacon of strengh." It was he who wounded Grendal so miserably,
forcing him to run into a hole at the bottom of a marsh, only to await his inevitale death.
Beowulf, just as the lighthouse, represents the qualities of a staunch soul. When ships look for
assistance, they look to the light, a guiding light. They look to be led in the right direction.
Beowulf, a hero, leads his people when they are faced with a dilemma. Being brave and heroic
means having a staunch soul.
As a lighthouse protects ships from dangerous weather, Beowulf not only fought for his
people, but protected them. Beowulf, as described in the text, is the mighty protector of men.
The lighthouse protects us and keeps us safe from the harmful sea. To sum up his reasonings,
Beowulf wanted a lighthouse built to represent how he did and forever will protect and honor his
people.
Not so bad huh? I'm not to sure if the ligthhouse has that much of an influence in the movie as it does in the book. I'm planning on seeing the movie ... one of these days when I actually have some time! I'll get back to you all and let you know!
Thursday, November 8, 2007
It's been forever!
Wow ... I havn't blogged in soooooo long! I've actually been really really busy with school, the sorority, and my work out schedule. Due to the fact that I have been so busy ... well it's made me miss home!I miss my family so much!I miss my mom, my dog, my sister, my dad ... everything. Sometimes though I actually miss the way things were, you know like still having mom cook for you and stuff. Honestly, sometimes I really do miss highchool. I miss my dance team, I would say, more than anything! For an english assignment,our class had to write a very descriptive paper on a place we have visited and describe it in such a way that emotions are conveyed directly. I chose to write about the Milk House. I knoe you're probably thinking, well what does that have to do with dancing? Here is a copy of my paper; hopefully it'll answer all your questions!
Wide World of Sports: The Milk House
The Milk House is a place where dancers from all around the nation showcase exactly what they have been working so diligently on. It is a black wooden floor where each step, each count, and each position matters. From the chanting crowds, to the rumbling music, the excitement is like none other. The satisfaction after a great performance is overwhelming. The chance to visit, participate, and actively compete is a memory that I will forever be able to look back on and describe perfectly. I will recall to you the arrival, the performance, and the aftermath of the 2005/2006 visit to the Universal Dance Association National Dance Team Championships, held at the Milk House.
The morning of February 2nd was one we had been looking forward to for quite some time. The Father Lopez Dancing Greenwaves practiced through the summer, during football season, and deep into the long competitive months of January and February, for this moment and this moment only. We met in the school cafeteria with all our suitcases and belongings, prepared for a long yet rewarding weekend in Orlando. This weekend, we all knew, was what we had been working toward for so long. It would be our chance to uphold our name, the name previous generations worked so hard to build. It was our chance to become National Champions. We all felt the energy, that anticipation that makes your heart race, and we gladly fed off each other’s. After leaving the swarm of students, faculty, and parents cheering as we pulled away in our little yellow school bus, we knew that the competition had officially begun. We pulled into Disney’s Wide World of Sports, after a long 2 hour drive, and immediately checked in, knowing we still had practice tonight and a nap was first on the list. According to Dawn Henthorn from http://goflorida.about.com/cs/disneyworld/a/wdw_wwsports.htm, “The 200 acre sports complex can host more than 30 sports from aerobics to wrestling and all the "balls" in between. It's impressive facilities include classrooms, office space and media facilities, and serves as headquarters for sporting events taking place throughout the Walt Disney World Resort.” Not only did we get a first look at the Milk House but also of the other teams, whom we would be competing against. Check in was where we finally made eye contact with our competitors. They walked by us in lines just as straight as ours and that same energy seemed to spill out, the way sweat did after a six-hour practice. We smiled and wished every team good luck, keeping in mind that the judges could be anywhere. The officials were welcoming, yet intimidating. They wished each team the best as they left the brief information session held in the famous small blue tent outside the Milk House itself. The blue tent had printed pictures of the previous years’ National Champions in every category and we knew we were destined to be printed on next year’s tent. We walked back into the bus and rode off into the next two days of practice-in-the-parking lot.
February 4th finally arrived. Dancers woke up early for hair and makeup, ESPN began preparing their cameras before the sun even rose, and the judges collected the last of their criteria sheets. The National Dance Team Championship was about to be held at the Milk House and parents, aunts, uncles, grandmas, and friends, were looking forward to it. Seeing from <http://www.florida-themepark-tickets.com/disney-wide-world-of-sport.htm>, “This huge and impressive complex hosts 170 amateur and professional events each year. Time and again, athletes are gathered here to compete, amidst an eye-catching setting dominated by world-class facilities. In fact, all sporting events associated with Walt Disney World Resort are held here”, we can see why everyone was excited. We had been trying to explain to the first year members how the Milk House could not be compared to the typical dance studio, gym floor, or performance stage. The Milk House is a 34, 000 square foot arena with a full-size black top wooden floor, surrounded by auditorium seating. The judges are seated on an elevated portion of the arena, therefore making it easier for them to see the routine as a whole, but more importantly, notice even the smallest mistakes. The new dancers could now experience the Milk House first hand. Once the prop division had been called and our name was announced, we lined up, set our props and froze in our beginning positions. The very moment the music blared out of the speakers, the anticipation, excitement, and thrill rushed out of our ecstatic yet sharp bodies. Looking out into the crowd, you saw a sea of green and white, our school colors. The ESPN cameras whirled past each dancer, zooming in and zooming out, while our facial expressions conveyed the confidence we all held as a team. The two big screen TV’s on each side of the competition floor lit up with our close-up shots. Each count was on, each spot was marked, and each smile withstood the test of time. When the last beat was hit, we made sure the ending did as well. The Milk House roared, and we held our position in complete satisfaction. We nailed it.
Backstage, all we wanted was to see our coach. After every performance, it was her that gave the final and lasting opinion. While passing the other competitors, we checked and analyzed their props, all different yet all with the same goal. We pushed our props toward the back where a couple of our dads were waiting. It was them, our parents, that spent hours building, painting, and perfecting our props. We didn’t pay to get our props built. We didn’t consider painting props a part of art class. Our parents spent hours after long days at work making our props. The appreciation could not even be expressed into words. Those that did have dads backstage ran and embraced them with sincere gratitude. The rest of our parents were out in the mass of green and white awaiting our visit before awards. Our coach, Kathy Blais, finally made her way through the crowd and backstage. She was overjoyed and crying, and it was then and there that we just knew we were National Champions; all that was needed was the trophy to affirm our winnings. We huddled in the middle of the hall and cried as a team, with a bond that we cherished more than any National Championship, and a coach that was more like a second mother. Although at times we hated her, she knew what was best for us as a team but also as young ladies. She was there to tell us when to point our toes as well as when to keep our mouths shut. She was a strong, straightforward, and determined woman that instilled her values and virtues in “her girls.” After what seemed to be a public “boohoo ball”, we made our way out into the arena where our family, friends, and former Dancing Greenwaves would be waiting. Every seat in the Milk House was taken. The sight was astounding! What seemed to be two seconds after we made our way through the crowd, every so often thanking spectators for their compliments, the announcement for the awards came over the very loud loud speaker. We gave all the appreciation we could and waved as we made our way back down to the floor where it all started.
The countdown began immediately after all the participating teams sat around the large table of trophies in the middle of the Milk House. The crowd silenced as it came down to the top three teams in the nation. That anticipation and nervous feeling caused us to tighten our grip as we, one of many teams sitting in the Milk House desperate for that 1st place trophy, held hands. It was down to the top two teams in the nation and the ESPN cameras were zooming back and forth. The winning team would get National Dance Team Championship rings, an ESPN private room interview, a beautiful trophy, but most importantly, the white jacket. A white silky jacket is presented to the winning team engraved with the year of the victory as well as “National Dance Team Champion” printed right above it. The Father Lopez Dancing Greenwaves proudly became the 2005 /2006 Naional Dance Team Champions! The Milk House went wild and it felt as if everyone was swimming in a sea of green and white, while chants just got louder and louder. ESPN cameras flew by and cameras began snapping every which way. We where famous!
Looking back now, I wonder if I realized how lucky I was to be part of such an amazing team. Together we went through long practices and together we made it to the Milk House! Not only did we make it there once but the next year, whose picture was on the blue tent? The Father Lopez Dancing Greenwaves! The experience as a whole is one that I will recall time and time again with every detail and every specific aspect. I am a Father Lopez Dancing Greenwave and will be one forever! The Milk House, how it rumbled with cheers and chants, how the stage was so long yet such a short time was spent on it, and how the music blared out into the large three-story arena, will always be remembered and cherished.
Well? How was it? Writing this paper really helped me let my emtions out, even if it was through words.Blogging I can see is kind of the same way. Well I really have to go study, I have a math test ughhhhh! Sorry about such a delay but this makes up for the past three weeks :)! see you soon!
Wide World of Sports: The Milk House
The Milk House is a place where dancers from all around the nation showcase exactly what they have been working so diligently on. It is a black wooden floor where each step, each count, and each position matters. From the chanting crowds, to the rumbling music, the excitement is like none other. The satisfaction after a great performance is overwhelming. The chance to visit, participate, and actively compete is a memory that I will forever be able to look back on and describe perfectly. I will recall to you the arrival, the performance, and the aftermath of the 2005/2006 visit to the Universal Dance Association National Dance Team Championships, held at the Milk House.
The morning of February 2nd was one we had been looking forward to for quite some time. The Father Lopez Dancing Greenwaves practiced through the summer, during football season, and deep into the long competitive months of January and February, for this moment and this moment only. We met in the school cafeteria with all our suitcases and belongings, prepared for a long yet rewarding weekend in Orlando. This weekend, we all knew, was what we had been working toward for so long. It would be our chance to uphold our name, the name previous generations worked so hard to build. It was our chance to become National Champions. We all felt the energy, that anticipation that makes your heart race, and we gladly fed off each other’s. After leaving the swarm of students, faculty, and parents cheering as we pulled away in our little yellow school bus, we knew that the competition had officially begun. We pulled into Disney’s Wide World of Sports, after a long 2 hour drive, and immediately checked in, knowing we still had practice tonight and a nap was first on the list. According to Dawn Henthorn from http://goflorida.about.com/cs/disneyworld/a/wdw_wwsports.htm, “The 200 acre sports complex can host more than 30 sports from aerobics to wrestling and all the "balls" in between. It's impressive facilities include classrooms, office space and media facilities, and serves as headquarters for sporting events taking place throughout the Walt Disney World Resort.” Not only did we get a first look at the Milk House but also of the other teams, whom we would be competing against. Check in was where we finally made eye contact with our competitors. They walked by us in lines just as straight as ours and that same energy seemed to spill out, the way sweat did after a six-hour practice. We smiled and wished every team good luck, keeping in mind that the judges could be anywhere. The officials were welcoming, yet intimidating. They wished each team the best as they left the brief information session held in the famous small blue tent outside the Milk House itself. The blue tent had printed pictures of the previous years’ National Champions in every category and we knew we were destined to be printed on next year’s tent. We walked back into the bus and rode off into the next two days of practice-in-the-parking lot.
February 4th finally arrived. Dancers woke up early for hair and makeup, ESPN began preparing their cameras before the sun even rose, and the judges collected the last of their criteria sheets. The National Dance Team Championship was about to be held at the Milk House and parents, aunts, uncles, grandmas, and friends, were looking forward to it. Seeing from <http://www.florida-themepark-tickets.com/disney-wide-world-of-sport.htm>, “This huge and impressive complex hosts 170 amateur and professional events each year. Time and again, athletes are gathered here to compete, amidst an eye-catching setting dominated by world-class facilities. In fact, all sporting events associated with Walt Disney World Resort are held here”, we can see why everyone was excited. We had been trying to explain to the first year members how the Milk House could not be compared to the typical dance studio, gym floor, or performance stage. The Milk House is a 34, 000 square foot arena with a full-size black top wooden floor, surrounded by auditorium seating. The judges are seated on an elevated portion of the arena, therefore making it easier for them to see the routine as a whole, but more importantly, notice even the smallest mistakes. The new dancers could now experience the Milk House first hand. Once the prop division had been called and our name was announced, we lined up, set our props and froze in our beginning positions. The very moment the music blared out of the speakers, the anticipation, excitement, and thrill rushed out of our ecstatic yet sharp bodies. Looking out into the crowd, you saw a sea of green and white, our school colors. The ESPN cameras whirled past each dancer, zooming in and zooming out, while our facial expressions conveyed the confidence we all held as a team. The two big screen TV’s on each side of the competition floor lit up with our close-up shots. Each count was on, each spot was marked, and each smile withstood the test of time. When the last beat was hit, we made sure the ending did as well. The Milk House roared, and we held our position in complete satisfaction. We nailed it.
Backstage, all we wanted was to see our coach. After every performance, it was her that gave the final and lasting opinion. While passing the other competitors, we checked and analyzed their props, all different yet all with the same goal. We pushed our props toward the back where a couple of our dads were waiting. It was them, our parents, that spent hours building, painting, and perfecting our props. We didn’t pay to get our props built. We didn’t consider painting props a part of art class. Our parents spent hours after long days at work making our props. The appreciation could not even be expressed into words. Those that did have dads backstage ran and embraced them with sincere gratitude. The rest of our parents were out in the mass of green and white awaiting our visit before awards. Our coach, Kathy Blais, finally made her way through the crowd and backstage. She was overjoyed and crying, and it was then and there that we just knew we were National Champions; all that was needed was the trophy to affirm our winnings. We huddled in the middle of the hall and cried as a team, with a bond that we cherished more than any National Championship, and a coach that was more like a second mother. Although at times we hated her, she knew what was best for us as a team but also as young ladies. She was there to tell us when to point our toes as well as when to keep our mouths shut. She was a strong, straightforward, and determined woman that instilled her values and virtues in “her girls.” After what seemed to be a public “boohoo ball”, we made our way out into the arena where our family, friends, and former Dancing Greenwaves would be waiting. Every seat in the Milk House was taken. The sight was astounding! What seemed to be two seconds after we made our way through the crowd, every so often thanking spectators for their compliments, the announcement for the awards came over the very loud loud speaker. We gave all the appreciation we could and waved as we made our way back down to the floor where it all started.
The countdown began immediately after all the participating teams sat around the large table of trophies in the middle of the Milk House. The crowd silenced as it came down to the top three teams in the nation. That anticipation and nervous feeling caused us to tighten our grip as we, one of many teams sitting in the Milk House desperate for that 1st place trophy, held hands. It was down to the top two teams in the nation and the ESPN cameras were zooming back and forth. The winning team would get National Dance Team Championship rings, an ESPN private room interview, a beautiful trophy, but most importantly, the white jacket. A white silky jacket is presented to the winning team engraved with the year of the victory as well as “National Dance Team Champion” printed right above it. The Father Lopez Dancing Greenwaves proudly became the 2005 /2006 Naional Dance Team Champions! The Milk House went wild and it felt as if everyone was swimming in a sea of green and white, while chants just got louder and louder. ESPN cameras flew by and cameras began snapping every which way. We where famous!
Looking back now, I wonder if I realized how lucky I was to be part of such an amazing team. Together we went through long practices and together we made it to the Milk House! Not only did we make it there once but the next year, whose picture was on the blue tent? The Father Lopez Dancing Greenwaves! The experience as a whole is one that I will recall time and time again with every detail and every specific aspect. I am a Father Lopez Dancing Greenwave and will be one forever! The Milk House, how it rumbled with cheers and chants, how the stage was so long yet such a short time was spent on it, and how the music blared out into the large three-story arena, will always be remembered and cherished.
Well? How was it? Writing this paper really helped me let my emtions out, even if it was through words.Blogging I can see is kind of the same way. Well I really have to go study, I have a math test ughhhhh! Sorry about such a delay but this makes up for the past three weeks :)! see you soon!
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