This Is an Infographic about the song “The stranger” in the book “The secret path” by Gord Downie
This is a stop motion about the short story The hitchhiker.
“Mountain Journey” By Howard O’ Hagan
Dace Conroy was deep in the mountains alone and cold. Dave had been in the mountains for 6 weeks, and he was going to make it to his friend’s cabin without stopping. “Any man would be a fool to travel alone in the mountains” but Dave was determined he was going to make it.
He had been walking in the fresh white snow, and he had food for five days, an axe, fifty pounds of fur for the market and blanket. He passed a spruce tree. It had wide branches and brown moss where it was clear of snow. It was perfect. He had a choice to keep walking, or to start a to get warm and make a camp at the tree. He chose to keep walking, and to keep looking for a cabin. Slowly nature was wining. His toes and fingers were numb. Dave went to the cabin and it had been burnt down. He decided to take a seat in the soft snow. Conroy had 10 miles to go. He passed out. Dave laid there. Then he woke up, he tried to get up he had to his friends were waiting for him but, he just couldn’t. His whole body was weak. “The world was growing small, dying slowly in the darkness of the sunlight”
He let his pride take over. If Dave took better care of himself and made a fire near the tree instead of continuing on, he could have easily survived. But he had too much pride. Too much pride can kill you, which in Dave’s case It did.
I was running down the field, adrenalin filling my body, my heart was racing faster that cheetah on steroids. I shoot the ball straight into top left corner, goal!
I started playing soccer when I was 5 years old, and I grew a bond with girls on my team. We all were just chasing the ball around like a swarm of bees. As we grew older, some of the girls quit playing, but for me, my love of the sport grew and grew. As we grew older there were different levels try-outs Gold, Siler and bronze and more of us split. I had made it to the gold team like most of us did. I was excited and happy like when a kid gets candy. Ready for a new step in my life.
A year passed, try-outs again, and I make gold, a good year. Another year passes and try-outs again. I Don’t make it. I got dropped down to silver, and I didn’t know what to think I was confused and sad. What had I done? What did I do wrong? I had so many doubts I Felt played. Little did I know it was one of the best things that could have happened to me
The first practice of silver everyone was surprised to see me. “Like what Tankiso you’re here now?” Yep. I excelled a lot on the team. I went to my full potential and it was like I had been realised like a beast that was caged. I can remember I scored every game, and I put everything on the field. Me and a girl that both got dropped both excelled, we were like the dynamic duo like Messi and Neymar. We worked so well together. It was like I completely changed in the aspect of I had this confidence that I didn’t know I had. I remember one game. The whistle blew, I got passed the ball, and carried it up the field and I scored! I scored three times that game. I scored a hat trick. It was amazing. Like that game changed me, like this Tankiso that had been held back. That game was definitely a highligh.
One of my best games was when the A team and the B team were combined together and played against each other. It was interesting because the A team, my old team, got to see me play. It was kind of like a “look what you lost” kind of moment like Ha! How do you feel now? A showing off moment but the best part was I had fun I just played the sport I love, the sport I love with all my heart. I put everything out there.