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Las vegas is located in America in the desert state of Nevada. Although, you will think what is so special in a city in the desert,it is like any other city. As I have been there I know the beauty of it. It looks as if it is a shimmering, sparkling star in the sky. Las vegas is a tourist spot. People from all over the world come here to see its beauty or gamble. Our trip was planned for seven days. I traveled there with my Uncle,Aunt and grandparents. First, when I was told about visiting Las vegas I was a bit skeptical about it. I thought to myself why would anyone visit a desert city for a vacation? But, after we landed I realized the reason why people get enamored with this beautiful city. It was like a paradise in in the desert. On the first day when we reached Las vegas was 13th May. We went to pick our rental car and checked into our hotel. Our hotel room was like a fully furnished house. We got refreshed and went for sightseeing. We saw some hotels from outside. We also saw fountains of a seven star hotel Bellagio. It was my favorite hotel. A song was played there and the fountains danced on its beats. The next day was Saturday. We went to the vegas strip where we went to a hotel MGM grand where we saw lions.

There were two of of them, a mother and a baby. They were very kind to each other. Then we went to see Bellagio where they had created the theme of spring. It had thousands of real flowers. It had a giant wheel, moths and butterflies. Then we went to Paris where they had created a replica of the Eiffel tower. Inside they had created the theme of Paris and the sun setting. It was beautiful. We also went to New York where which has the theme of New York. The hotel architecture and the interior design was of the New York city. Inside the hotel they had made a replica Statue of the Liberty by jellybeans. We had some snacks and went to our hotel and we rested for an hour. Oh I forgot to tell you that the actual beauty of Las vegas is at night as all the hotels light up. At night we went at the top of the Eiffel tower. From there I had a aerial view of the whole of Las vegas. I could not believe my eyes.

On Sunday we left for death valley which is located in California. There was not much to see but the view was beautiful. After two hours we reached date ranch. There were many date palms there. As it was deep inside the desert I wondered how these people could survive in such harsh conditions with no mobiles, televisions etc. then after two hours we reached Death valley. There I saw many salt flats. Then I read something that shocked me I read that we were actually 282 feet below sea level. I asked my aunt how did such a huge sea disappear my aunt told me that there was a earthquake and a volcano which destroyed the sea. As we got down from the car there were winds around 100 km per hour. I could barley walk there. I took a layer of salt and lo and behold I found water there I was astonished by this amazing discovery. We sat in the car and drove back. The next day we left for the grand canyon.

It was a two and half hour drive. We passed the Hoover dam. The last 36 miles to the Grand canyon was a dirt road. On the west side of the grand canyon suspended 4000 feet above the Colorado river shaped like a horse shoe and has a glass bottom. On some the points there were no fences so I stayed away from the steep edges. Finally we went to the sky walk. I saw the Colorado river, it has almost dried. The river had turned into brown from its blue color due to severe weather and dry conditions. The guide person told me that it only takes 13 seconds to reach to the bottom of the pile of rocks. There at guano point I went inside the tents of the Indians I had a lot of fun there. At 4 pm we left for Las vegas. The next day we went Creases palace there we came to know that there is a show which starts at seven in the evening where the statues come to life. From there we went to Venetian which had the the theme of Venice in Italy. There they had created the replica of the grand canal with a Gondola ride.

The gondola boat floats beneath bridges, beside the cafe and the landscape of the Venetian as the gondolier sings the roman era songs. We then went to Excalibur which had the theme of a castle there I saw three 4d movies. We had our lunch and once again went to Excalibur. From there we went to Mandlay bay where I created my crystal in which they embedded the photo of my aunt and myself. From there we went to luxor or the Egyptian pyramid. The hotel had the shape of a pyramid. The next day we left for zion park it was a three hour drive. Once we reached zion park we took the bus to the first stop. There they had shown how the park was discovered, its secrets, the species of birds and animals etc.then we saw a 22 minute movie which showed the same which were written inside. We then took the bus to the second stop which was the canyon junction where I saw and touched the waters of the Virgin river it was icy cold.

We crossed a bridge and climbed a steep path at the top we saw a natural spring. We once again hopped in our bus and went to our next stop the court of the patriarchs where cloud touching mountains were named after three people Issac, Abraham and Jacob. We once again sat in our bus and went to our last stop weeping rock. Where there was a very steep path to the top. There were rocks on which spring water flowed continuously. We took the bus to the first stop took our car and went to our hotel. On Thursday and Friday we revisited the hotels which we which we liked the most.

On Thursday we also went to a new hotel where I saw dolphins, white lions and white tigers. We also went to the stratosphere tower. The tower has a majestic height of 1149 feet. We once again saw Las vegas from hundreds of feet. We also went to see a live show which was the Blue Man group show. It was a very funny show. In which they called a women to eat food with them. One of them also made a sculpture with 25 chewing gums. I had a wonderful and I will never forget it. I bring back wonderful and happy memories which I will always remember.

I’ve loved to read and write ever since I was taught my ABC’s for the first time. It’s been a huge part of my life in a lot of different aspects. I learned how to read when I was three years old because I went to a daycare where I was the youngest kid and the only one who couldn’t read. Reading and writing just stuck with me after that. After I started reading better than my older daycare-mates, school was ready for me to conquer. The school put me with older kids right away and I was in English class with 3rd graders when I was in kindergarten. It helped me out with making friends and I always got along with older kids better than my own classmates. Elementary school is my favorite time of my life so far, because of all of the little things I learned from school and the kids that were around me and I don’t think it would have been even close to how fun it was if it weren’t for me being able to read so young. My love for reading stayed with me through junior high and high school too. I started reading more historical and biographical books than adventure and story books as I got older.

My favorite books went from the “Harry Potter” series to Albert Einstein and Abraham Lincoln biographies. Starting in high school too, I got more into writing than before. I would try writing stories when I was in 4th or 5th grade, but I could never write more than two pages without me changing the whole story because I didn’t think it was cool anymore. So, I never really thought much about writing until I enrolled in our school’s journalism and media literacy courses. This class was in charge of our school’s newspaper and designed our yearbooks and programs for school events. I ended up being an editor for the paper. My job watched over all of the sports stories and events around our school and was in charge of making sure the Sports portion of the paper was sleek and interesting. This was one of my favorite things I did in high school and I don’t know if I would have even tried the class if my daycare lady didn’t sit down with me nearly every day and teach me how to read and write over ten years earlier. My love for reading started very young and I give all of the credit to the woman who ran the daycare I attended.

All of us kids call her Grandma Audrey, although she has no biological relation to any of us. When I was three, I was the youngest kid by a few years. I was the only one who wasn’t in school yet, so all day I sat in the house with Grandma and her two dogs. When the kids would get off the bus, they came in with homework and assigned books they had to read. I would ask them to read to me, but only a few times did anybody actually want to. It was frustrating when they turned me down because I never liked being left out as a kid and I wanted to do the same things the older, and in my mind cooler, kids were doing. So, after a few days of asking them to read to me, I asked Grandma if she would teach me. She says that I was the most persistent three year old she had come through her daycare because I bothered her so often to teach me. We started the next day and continued nearly every day for months. Grandma kept all of our reading sheets and stories in a My Little Pony folder with each pony displayed on the cover.

I learned all of the basic words and sounds in a couple weeks and after that, I could read almost anything that could be thrown to me at three or four years old. Board games, candy bars, I could read them all now. I could breeze through books such as “Fun With Dick and Jane” and “Where The Wild Things Are” and I annoyed everybody I knew to challenge my spelling abilities. I felt like a champ when the older kids were surprised that I could read just as well, and probably better than them. If it wasn’t for Grandma Audrey though, I don’t think I would have liked learning nearly as much and I love her for that. After a couple more years at Grandma’s daycare, I moved on to kindergarten where I was surprised that not all of my classmates could read. When we had our end of the day free time, I would sit with the teacher and another classmate as she taught them to read. Since I loved learning almost anything, I thought all my friends and classmates should too. On my birthday, I brought in my favorite book to read out loud to the class.

The book was “Froggy’s First Kiss” by Jonathon London, and I was nervous. But, the class thought it was cool and almost everyone read a book to our class by the end of the year. Reading was all right after kindergarten and didn’t become really fun again until I got older and started reading historical fiction and non-fiction. I realized that my favorite thing to read was about people and/or events that may or may not have shaped our history. Since I started really enjoying reading historical books, social studies became one of my favorite subjects and helped out in school because I would enjoy almost all of my classes. Higher grades were a result of this too, even though I didn’t really like middle school and couldn’t wait to go to high school. When I finally took that journalism class, I was really excited to learn the writing style for magazines and newspapers. ESPN is on all the time in my room and I listen to and admire some of the people that host their shows, who are all sports journalists.

Having your own talk show seems like an awesome job, like every guy’s dream, and that’s another reason I took the class. I didn’t get to be the Sports editor right away though, I had to write a few good stories before my teacher thought I was ready. It wasn’t even that hard since all of my friends are in athletics and they would give me any information I needed, without having to attend any of the games. After I showed my teacher I could write some solid stories, she put me in charge of the section. I had to look over any articles that my classmates wanted to publish in the section and critiqued a little bit, but our teacher did most of that since she was our “editor-in-chief”. My favorite story I ever covered at school was when our varsity cross country team went to the state tournament for the first time in the programs history. I was in the stands during the final lap as a fan.

So when the final lap ended, we stormed the field and it was a crazy mob down there. We had a lot of pride running through us as seniors because we were always looked at as a weak athletic grade sandwiched between two standout classes and this was something we had on everyone else. I found time to interview the coaches and runners amid the blob of red and grey people chanting and screaming. Everybody’s emotions were running and it was a good time that night. I got to write a kind of historical article for our school and we had something to show to our fellow alumni, some overdue pride. Being a journalist was fun in school but I realized I wouldn’t want to pursue a career out of it because of the exhausting work haul those guys must have. Keeping track of one small town’s high school athletics was a decent amount of work, I don’t want to see what Michael Wilbon or Stephen A. Smith have to work with while covering the entire nation, and the world at times.

Nonetheless, it was a great experience for me and I learned a lot while having the responsibility. All of my literary experiences, thus far, have shaped me into the person I am today. I probably would have been really nervous and shy going into a bigger middle school from my elementary school if I wasn’t comfortable being around people I didn’t know, especially older kids. I wasn’t intimidated by any other kid, which made me a better athlete growing up too. I’ll always love to read, there is nothing better than getting lost in a well written story or biography. That point where you don’t even notice your surroundings; everything that you are thinking is about what you’re reading; you realize that a couple hours pass by as if they were a couple minutes.

While reading I try to remember that we annotate and analyze what the author of a story or piece of literature, we pull out key points and main ideas to come to a conclusion about what the author is trying to say in their writing.. It is our job as readers and writers to address those main ideas and key points to help not only ourselves, but others understand what an author or song writer is trying to say in their writing, music, or any other type of writing. Running is the only thing that gives me anything close to an equal feeling and I can thank my Grandma Audrey for teaching me all I know. Her influence has molded me into the person I am today and I’m thankful for having her in my life as long as I have.

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