...moments in my life. A triumph can be defined as a great victory or achievement. A major triumph that occurred in my life at a young age is learning to ride a bicycle. It was not only a new way to have fun but much more. It's a way I face any challenge life throws my way. I can still remember it like it was yesterday. I was about six or seven years old when I rode my first bicycle, and the day I learn to ride is very memorable for me. I began to realize that the other kids to ride big bikes and I was the only one still riding the small one. I knew it was time for me to learn to ride a two wheeler also known as a big kid bike. It was my parents and my brothers who taught me how to ride a bicycle. My mom and I have been practicing for a few weeks but only with training wheels. This day was different. My dad said today the training wheels are coming off. My brothers and I went to my dad's shop auto repair shop to hang...
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...for numerous amounts of television shows actually depict a lesson to lure in an audience. Take the television show Scrubs. Written and directed by Ryan Levin, this comical series about a well-renowned hospital and its staff depict the everyday lives of four different characters. In this comical show that allows four friends to comment on their everyday lives about being a doctor, resident intern, and surgeon. A story line based on the comical genius of the producers of both South Park and Weeds. Follow me as I analyze both the good and bad aspects of all four of the characters tell their sides of the story through each others lines. The storyline of many different television shows normally have exactly the same sequence of events. First, the scene is set in a hospital. But as many people do not know, Sacred Heart Hospital is no ordinary hospital. Here, everyone hates everyone in a sarcastic manner. All the employees hate the boss, the chief of medicine; Dr. Bob Kelso because he is some hypocritical, crazed maniac that cannot even once admit that he really needs friends or loves his wife. As for the maintenance staff is concerned, the only person who actually is involved inside the lives of all four friends, the crazed Janitor, known as Janitor, takes all matters into his own hands when he begins his need for chaos with J.D. As for everyone else, they sort of just go along with absolutely everything that happens between the four friends and their crazed adventures. ...
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...I heard before I gracelessly forced the rickety shed open. There beheld my beautiful, brand new, blue Rotary Cruiser bicycle. Well that is what I wish I could tell you; in all reality what I was gazing upon was a cheap, tired, rusty Peugeot mountain bike. My heart wished with all of its might that I possessed a Rotary Cruiser. Unfortunately my mother thought I “needed” to know how to ride a bike in the first place; to which my mind scoffed. “How could riding a bike be so hard?” I asked my twelve-year-old self while hauling the rust-covered contraption out of my shed and onto the soaked grass. This is the story of how I used perseverance, passion, and fortitude to unearth the actions one would need to know to ride a bike. To start off with, I used perseverance, the steadfastness in doing something...
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...the starting gate, racing to round the first corner before the others. The spectators might see the race as competition between a bunch of riders, but it's more so between the rider and his bike. My hobby started as a crazy dream to be like Travis Pastrana. I’m going to give you a lesson on how a dream turned to reality and my hobby. Starting is always the big kicker when wanting to succeed at anything. Then you have all the troubles in between that you have to push past. Last, but not least you have success, so hang on for the ride. I started my...
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...one’s life, the first time when he knows how to ride a bicycle, a motorbike or drive a car is an unforgettable and interesting moment in his life. However, possessing an own vehicle the first time in life is the more important and particular time. My first bicycle was very meaningful to me in my whole life. The bicycle was my closet and kindest friend. Everyday, it took me to school and home after school. It helped me go every where I wanted, even to all remote places I went. For example, when I wanted to go shopping, went out with friends, and went camping ect. Moreover, it never got angry with me or did any harmful to me. Whereas, it was always side by side with me at the moment I really needed and helped me out whenever I wanted. | It is really worthy sacrifice of my parents and their great love for me that I have never seen in the world. The bicycle was not only my best friend but also a worthy present that I respect mostly. The new bicycle is not only a deserved present with my attempt but also the motivation helps me try more to go further in my studying. My parents tried to work hard, even work over time to save enough money to buy me the bicycle. For instance, it was the first one to make me forget unhappy things when it took me around the streets. To me, it was really the big present at that time. According to the health study, cycling is the best way to have a good body and health as well. It marked the unforgettable memory in my life. My bike makes me happy...
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...D. Norviel My Evil Knievel Stunt Unit 3, Assignment1 October, 11 2013 “Just because you think you can does not mean you should”. Those words spoken so many times by my Mom still echo in my mind. That summer day in 1978 in Cheyenne Wyoming was a hot day, blue skies overhead and the typical Wyoming wind was down to a soft breeze that helped cool us kids as we rode our bikes, played in the dirt and entertained ourselves using our creative ideas to come up with the next death defying stunt we would soon try to once again attempt to replicate our current hero, Evil Knievel. I was 11 that summer, finally playing with my older Brothers and their friends, accepted as one of them and this I felt, was my summer to prove to them that I was old enough and daring enough to attempt a stunt on my bicycle. That day the idea for our new stunt included a bike ramp and the neighbors Volkswagen Beetle car parked on the side of the road. So, began the planning, the construction, the design, all being done by the brightest and best carpenters and engineers from amongst the group of kids ranging in ages from 9 to 14. What could possibly go wrong? My clothing that day was pretty typical of most kids, cut off blue jean shorts and a t-shirt with basic tennis shoes. My bike was a picture of precision craftsmanship, created by my own hands from the many pieces and parts left over from my older brother’s previously wrecked, mutilated and destroyed bikes, not to mention...
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...like a big kid. My mother purchased a glittery hot pink bike for my 10th birthday two months ago and a neon green bike for my younger brother who was only five. Of course, his bike was way smaller than mine. Everyday my brother and I would look forward to riding our bikes in the neighborhood while my mom walked along with us, until one day my back tire popped. In spite of my bike loss, I began to ride my brother's small bike too fast and toppled right over onto my chin. I knew I should not have been riding his bike because it was extremely too small for me, and my mother had told me not to. Instead, I did not listen and made my own decision causing me to have stitches put into the bottom of my chin. I learned that every now and then, accidents happen. [The last few sentences in this paragraph sound like you are ending the essay.] In particular, I was more than upset when I heard the loud popping noise and felt myself slow down near what seemed to be an apple tree. [Why?] "Wait up, something is wrong!" I shouted out to Michael. He was a few feet ahead of me and did not hear me. My mom ran up to me and started to examine the bike. We found a long gash in the back tire meaning an air pump would not fix this problem. After my mom explained the tire situation to me, I was furious. We walked the bike back to my house when I began to wonder what other consequences I would have to suffer for no typical reason. Is this really happening? Why did my bike's tire have...
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...that want to donate old bicycle parts and skateboards, which can be refurbished. Millions of children are in foster care, group homes and orphanages without any family guide and left alone in the system. Most families in low income cannot afford to offer bikes or skateboards for their children. If you have and old bike that you do not want or old skateboard that in your way or want donate it to On the Go BMX and Skateboard for kids. First goal to get people too donated their bikes, skateboard and gear to the children. Second goal to established volunteers and people to sign up and volunteer their time to help build bikes, skateboards and offer free lesson in the area of their town or city. Third goal would like my website to offer awareness about our cities that need more volunteer to help with young adolescent that are raise within the system without any role models. Our devotion to the youth well help organization ON THE GO BMX and SKATEBOARD grow across the United States. Have my picture of people working on bikes and skateboard posted on my website so other people can see how the organization helping the youth. Dreamweaver will be the designed tool I will use to build my website. ON THE GO BMX AND SKATEBOARD will be my domain name that I will use. Assignment 2 1. Keep publication update constantly of the website so everyone can see the website still active. Have listed of the found members of the organization and their contact information. Show the organization...
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...Scared! I remember that feeling when I tried to ride my bike without training wheels. I have been trying to do it for weeks. I did not know if I was ever going to learn it. Was I going to survive this two wheel journey? I walked to the bottom of the driveway and got on my my orange and black bike for what felt like the millionth time. I took a deep breath and hopped on. My mom and dad were behind me watching me the whole time. I stuck one foot on the ground and one on the pedal and pushed off. I pushed off really hard, sweat running down my face hoping I wouldn’t fall off. My legs felt like jelly as I rode up the hill. I could hear the clicking of the chain, making my heart skip a beat. I steered my bike past a house and kept on riding. “I am doing it!” I yelled. Well, at least I thought I was doing it but my handlebars started to swerve ,and the bike started to get wobbly. As a result, the bike tipped over making me have to catch myself with my foot! My heart started to sink. I can’t believe that I just fell off! I thought to myself. I quickly turned the bike around and started to walk back to my house....
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...main items that I carry with me most of the time that have great significance to me include a movie ticket, a pen, and my bike. The first thing that I carry with me in my wallet is my movie ticket from Annie. This simple item has meaning to me because it was one of the first activities that my sister and I got to do after she went to college. She is my oldest sibling, so after she went away to college, I really missed spending time with her. When I was fifteen, I went to spend the night in her dorm room, and she took me to see the movie Annie in the movie theater the next day. I really enjoyed spending time with her again and have kept the ticket in my wallet ever since....
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...Executive Summary My Bike is in a unique position to capitalize on gains from advertising campaign. Starting business in step with a downturn in the economy My Bike has shown to have the products and services customers’ desire. Specialty bike shops make up a small portion of all bike retailers but contribute 55% of the sales revenue in the biking industry. With demands for bikes and their services fairly consistent getting the message out about who My Bike is and what it can do for customer is critical to success in this market. Service, repairs and rentals differentiates its self from mass merchants while the extend adjustment period and used bike selection lets My Bike stand out among other specialty shops. Connecting and communicating with My Bikes identified target market will create awareness and draw traffic to allow for growth. Advertising each segment of products and services around a central theme generates synergy on the My Bike brand but communicates the specific value it will bring to the consumer. The synergy would be centered on the web and feed through advertising media like facebook, tweeter and shop envy sites. Targeting the right message to the right audience at the right time will allow My Bike to be successful in its goals. I. Situation Analysis The Bicycle Industry In 2011 there were approximately 15.7 million bicycles sold within the US in all wheel sizes these sales, combined with the sale of related parts and accessories, represents a...
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...Writers Statement My editorial art work was inspired by the ending of the film Stranger Than Fiction. I was inspired by the author in the film Karen Eiffel rewrote the ending of her story so rather than Harold Crick being killed, Harold’s wristwatch who was given a voice and made to seem like another character was instead the victim of her latest tragedy novel. The purpose of this was to show the way the scene unfolded, the boy on the bike, the bus stop, and the watch that was three minutes early. I created this scene as the entire movie was built around this moment. I had to assume that my audience had previous knowledge of the film to be able to understand my art. I chose to draw the bike as if it was crossing over the road which Harold...
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...Malcolm greets me at the front door with a passionate kiss, and great news. “The agent loved my book and wants to shop it around. “Amazing… let’s give him the outline too.” But first, we eat lunch. Then after, we do a final polish on it. Then, he emails it to the agent. Before leaving Berkeley, Malcolm bought Final Draft (screenwriting software) for his laptop. He’s eager to try it out. I give him a few pointers. Then, I leave when I get a text message from Gordon, the older gentleman from my bike class. “Want to meet for coffee in the AM… me and the rest of the group?” “Yes, I’d love it.” We settle on a café near the beach. I’m conflicted whether to tell Malcolm about the class. There’s no guarantee I won’t quit....
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...Driving down the driveway, still upset with Mr. Cassidy Louise pulled into the garage, when she heard a crash she stopped and backed up. After checking to see what she had run over, she recognized her son’s bike and assumed the smashed one belonged to his friend. “Mike, come out here.” Calling out as she rushed into the house, Mike said standing at the top of the stairway. “What are you yelling about now?” “The boys left their bike in my space and I ran over one of them,” she said, entering the living room. Wayne and his friend were coming down the stairway. “Mom, I want you to meet my friend, Benjamin,” Wayne said. Before Louise could say anything, Benjamin recognized her, “You’re the mean lady that killed my dog.” Wayne said, “You can’t...
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...and chicken being grilled out in the backyard. As I ate my enormous hamburger, I sat still amazed at what I had accomplished that day. This was one of the best summer vacations I had spent with my cousin and it was one day that I would never forget. Beep! Beep! Beep! I opened my eyes and turned to look at the alarm 4:15 AM, just fivsse more minutes I told myself sleepily. “Come on wake up so you can eat something before you leave” yelled my mom from the kitchen. The morning felt cold so I put on some sweat pants and my favorite black and white long sleeve shirt. Half asleep I ate a warm, toasted, raisin bagel with a glass of milk. By 4:50, everything was packed in the car and we were ready to leave. My sisters, Patricia and Priscilla, half asleep wrapped in their blankets, walked to the car. The cold, fresh morning air hit my face as soon as I stepped out and I was suddenly wide awake. We were now on our way to Los Osos to spend the summer at my cousin Noah’s house. We entered the 10 freeway and it was completely dead, no cars were driving about it. After about an hour of driving the sun began to rise and it seemed to give life to the freeway, cars began driving onto it and before we knew it were stuck in traffic. My sisters woke up about nine so we took the next off ramp and went to nearby Denny’s to have breakfast. We all ordered chocolate chip pancakes with bacon, sausage and a glass of orange juice, except that my mom and uncle ordered a cup of coffee instead of juice. Once...
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