Skateboarding
Teen skaters deserve the most exhilarating skating possible. Most skaters try to find the most thrill excitement places to skate like at parks or in Europe, because it’s less illegal there. I think stairs, rails, and edges are the most intense to ride because it gives you the rush in your head and the adrenaline. Skateboarding should be legal because teenagers that skateboard should have enjoyable skating until their teenage years are over.
Rob Dyrdek, a professional skater, wants to skate everywhere, and every day because he grew up with skating. He gets paid to skate. In my opinion, that’s an easy job, and legal? Sure, skaters destroy skating rails, walls, stairs, and themselves, like breaking a bone, but most skaters get back up and keep skating.
Some people say that street skaters vandalize public property. Maybe if the city or state paid for more skate parks and places to skate skaters wouldn’t have to vandalize and skate on stuff they’re not supposed to.
Love Park is a where every body goes to skate, and hangout in Philadelphia. Not only skaters, but even old folks show up so they could watch skaters skate, eat, and enjoy the day. There’s food, drinks, famous people, and concerts. Every body is invited to the Park, skaters, families, grandmas, grandpas, and even clowns to entertain the little ones. Some kids get sponsors at Love Park just for skating, having fun, and making friends. A 12 year old kid got a sponsorship from DVS just for skating at Love Park. It was because he was an amazing skater, and he showed all the other sponsored skaters that he could skate very well. Love Park is where everybody adores everybody. It took some skating company’s to create Love Park. Thanks to all the company’s and skating sponsors paying for all of that.
Skaters keep skating no matter what. If people want them to stop skating public property then they need to build more exciting skate parks to attract the skaters. So they don't skate in private property, destroy property, and destroy themselves. That’s all.
Allen Brankovich
Thursday, November 20, 2008
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Jack Johnson The Dude Abides
March 6, 2008
AN, Interview By Austin Scaggs
Jack Johnson grew up by the beach all his life. He was addicted to surfing as a little kid.
He has a short touring season, so he could spend some time surfing, staying home and relaxing. He has a simple life, he has no TV, small house, and he loves to go out doors. Every time his done performing he puts his guitar down, life just brings songs to him, and words just start coming to his head. After that he makes wonderful music.
And he make a new album, and it was dedicated to his friends from collage.
It was named "Sleep though the static." And he spends most of his time in the outs, like fishing, kayaking, swimming, yard work, surfing, looking at the waves just sitting, and relaxing.
Jack Johnson needs privacy to be happy, and happy with with his family. When he was a teenager he used to ditch his classes and go surfing with his friends. One time just before Prom he went surfing and he wiped out and hit the reef on the bottom of the beach. So he came home with a busted lip, and broken teeth. And one girls wanted to go to the prom with him, because he look like a elephant man. Thats what he said. And he learned how to play a guitar around the camp fire. Thats it.
March 6, 2008
AN, Interview By Austin Scaggs
Jack Johnson grew up by the beach all his life. He was addicted to surfing as a little kid.
He has a short touring season, so he could spend some time surfing, staying home and relaxing. He has a simple life, he has no TV, small house, and he loves to go out doors. Every time his done performing he puts his guitar down, life just brings songs to him, and words just start coming to his head. After that he makes wonderful music.
And he make a new album, and it was dedicated to his friends from collage.
It was named "Sleep though the static." And he spends most of his time in the outs, like fishing, kayaking, swimming, yard work, surfing, looking at the waves just sitting, and relaxing.
Jack Johnson needs privacy to be happy, and happy with with his family. When he was a teenager he used to ditch his classes and go surfing with his friends. One time just before Prom he went surfing and he wiped out and hit the reef on the bottom of the beach. So he came home with a busted lip, and broken teeth. And one girls wanted to go to the prom with him, because he look like a elephant man. Thats what he said. And he learned how to play a guitar around the camp fire. Thats it.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
My story I wrote
I’m a hero
One day in California, there was a rich family driving through the mountains. It started to get stormy, with rain and hail. It started to get extremely slippery on the road. Every five minutes there climbing the mountain, 100, 200, 300 feet. Half an hour later, they were 2,500 feet up the mountain. The wind and the rain was getting stronger. Then they drove though the pitch-black cave. The road started to get bumpy. All of a sudden, they hit a big rock that was sticking in middle of the road. Then they tipped. The lights when out. It was pitch black. Then a baby rolled out of the banged up car, not frightened, not hurt, and not a scratch on him.
On top of the mountain, there lived an old woman, poor, dirty, and very skinny. She saw the car on its side, so she went to check it out. There she saw a baby boy, that was about a year old. She picked him up.
The mom said, “ No don’t take him.”
The dirty African lady brought him to her hut. Then she cleaned him up with soap, and water in the wooden water bucket. The next day she sent him to Africa. Because she looked into his eyes and saw that he was going to be a hero in the next ten years. She sent him to a family where a family could take care of him in Africa, to watch him grow up to be a great helping child.
Eleven years later, he was not a great helper. He did not listen to his parents, and uncles. His uncles were trying to teach him to be kind, and be respectful. Well, all he did was get into trouble, and make lies. This one day he had absolutely nothing to do. So he decided to go for a walk in the Jungle by him self when he was not suppose to. Cause in the Jungle there were very dangerous animals living there.
Two hours later. He was approximately a mile and half away from the village. And he had no idea where he was, so he sat down on a broken up log. He heard voices whispering in his ear. He froze up, and turned back and looked behind him. It was a Black Panther with green shinny eyes.
The Panther said, “ I’m going to eat all of your people in the village.”
The boy with no name said, “I don’t believe you,” in a shacking voice.
The boy ran like he never ran before. The panther ran with him barely keeping up with the boy. The boy had no idea where he was. The grass started to get deep, knee deep, hip deep then he ran threw bushes and leaves, then all of a sudden, he fell down a water fall that was 30 feet high.
He screamed, “YEAH!!! No wait, I’m falling.”
He hit the water with a belly flop. BAM!!! He screamed in the water as loud as he could, then he popped up on the surface of the water.
He said to him self, “I want to do that again!”
The boy was floating down the river. He saw the panther walking on side of the river following him. The boy was thinking of how to get rid of the panther. He thought of making a trap in the woods. The panther was looking at him like he was hungry. But the panther wasn’t hungry.
The panther said softly, “your not getting away.”
The nameless boy laughed. He imagined building a trap, trapping the Panther, and becoming a hero. The boy swam across the river, away from the panther. And unexpectedly the boy recognized the river. The town was a two minutes away from the village. The boy quickly got some branches and leaves and gathered them up, and made a nice looking trap, near the village.
He yelled, “come on stupid Panther, come and get me!”
The panther said in a whispering voice, “ I’m here,”
Then he quickly turned around, and started running again. He didn’t run extremely fast this time, because the nameless boy was not as frightened as before. The panther jumped on him from behind, and nearly scared him half to death. He peed in his grass skirt, and pushed the 230lbs panther off of him. Then he ran extremely fast. He thought of running towards the trap, so he did what he was thinking. The Panther was getting much closer to him as the seconds past by. He leaped over the trap. As the boy was in the air, he looked behind him, and saw that the Panther fell in the trap. The boy stopped and looked behind him, and the panther was caught in the trap.
The panther growled, “ DARN! You got lucky.”
The boy replied, “It was all planned out. So I call it skill.”
The nameless boy ran to the village, screaming as loud as he could, saying, “ I caught the Panther.”
As he saw the village getting closer to him, he ran faster with tears flowing from his eyes, because he had missed the village. Everyone had worried about the boy, since he had been gone for six hours. His mother started yelling at him, the moment she saw him.
The boy said, “ I caught the Panther in the trees.”
His mom smiled, then all the people of the village walked towards the panther. The panther silently hung from the ground. The next day, his uncles placed the panther across the river away from the village, hoping he doesn’t come back. The same day, the people from the village named the boy. His name was Hero. They lived happily ever after with out the Panther.
One day in California, there was a rich family driving through the mountains. It started to get stormy, with rain and hail. It started to get extremely slippery on the road. Every five minutes there climbing the mountain, 100, 200, 300 feet. Half an hour later, they were 2,500 feet up the mountain. The wind and the rain was getting stronger. Then they drove though the pitch-black cave. The road started to get bumpy. All of a sudden, they hit a big rock that was sticking in middle of the road. Then they tipped. The lights when out. It was pitch black. Then a baby rolled out of the banged up car, not frightened, not hurt, and not a scratch on him.
On top of the mountain, there lived an old woman, poor, dirty, and very skinny. She saw the car on its side, so she went to check it out. There she saw a baby boy, that was about a year old. She picked him up.
The mom said, “ No don’t take him.”
The dirty African lady brought him to her hut. Then she cleaned him up with soap, and water in the wooden water bucket. The next day she sent him to Africa. Because she looked into his eyes and saw that he was going to be a hero in the next ten years. She sent him to a family where a family could take care of him in Africa, to watch him grow up to be a great helping child.
Eleven years later, he was not a great helper. He did not listen to his parents, and uncles. His uncles were trying to teach him to be kind, and be respectful. Well, all he did was get into trouble, and make lies. This one day he had absolutely nothing to do. So he decided to go for a walk in the Jungle by him self when he was not suppose to. Cause in the Jungle there were very dangerous animals living there.
Two hours later. He was approximately a mile and half away from the village. And he had no idea where he was, so he sat down on a broken up log. He heard voices whispering in his ear. He froze up, and turned back and looked behind him. It was a Black Panther with green shinny eyes.
The Panther said, “ I’m going to eat all of your people in the village.”
The boy with no name said, “I don’t believe you,” in a shacking voice.
The boy ran like he never ran before. The panther ran with him barely keeping up with the boy. The boy had no idea where he was. The grass started to get deep, knee deep, hip deep then he ran threw bushes and leaves, then all of a sudden, he fell down a water fall that was 30 feet high.
He screamed, “YEAH!!! No wait, I’m falling.”
He hit the water with a belly flop. BAM!!! He screamed in the water as loud as he could, then he popped up on the surface of the water.
He said to him self, “I want to do that again!”
The boy was floating down the river. He saw the panther walking on side of the river following him. The boy was thinking of how to get rid of the panther. He thought of making a trap in the woods. The panther was looking at him like he was hungry. But the panther wasn’t hungry.
The panther said softly, “your not getting away.”
The nameless boy laughed. He imagined building a trap, trapping the Panther, and becoming a hero. The boy swam across the river, away from the panther. And unexpectedly the boy recognized the river. The town was a two minutes away from the village. The boy quickly got some branches and leaves and gathered them up, and made a nice looking trap, near the village.
He yelled, “come on stupid Panther, come and get me!”
The panther said in a whispering voice, “ I’m here,”
Then he quickly turned around, and started running again. He didn’t run extremely fast this time, because the nameless boy was not as frightened as before. The panther jumped on him from behind, and nearly scared him half to death. He peed in his grass skirt, and pushed the 230lbs panther off of him. Then he ran extremely fast. He thought of running towards the trap, so he did what he was thinking. The Panther was getting much closer to him as the seconds past by. He leaped over the trap. As the boy was in the air, he looked behind him, and saw that the Panther fell in the trap. The boy stopped and looked behind him, and the panther was caught in the trap.
The panther growled, “ DARN! You got lucky.”
The boy replied, “It was all planned out. So I call it skill.”
The nameless boy ran to the village, screaming as loud as he could, saying, “ I caught the Panther.”
As he saw the village getting closer to him, he ran faster with tears flowing from his eyes, because he had missed the village. Everyone had worried about the boy, since he had been gone for six hours. His mother started yelling at him, the moment she saw him.
The boy said, “ I caught the Panther in the trees.”
His mom smiled, then all the people of the village walked towards the panther. The panther silently hung from the ground. The next day, his uncles placed the panther across the river away from the village, hoping he doesn’t come back. The same day, the people from the village named the boy. His name was Hero. They lived happily ever after with out the Panther.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Riding at the dunes, and visualizing it
Riding at the dunes is really fun, because i could do anything. Like go walking on the beach, bare footed, or riding on the beach or dunes, play football, or even soccer. I had lots of fun this one day, where me, Lindsey, Travis, Jim, Darek and I went riding at the dunes.
We made lots of new trails. First we went on west side of the beach, and we were looking for spots to make trails. Then when we found a spot we would keep going up or down the hill and we would make jumps up the hill. This is called a step up jump. Then we would start jumping it to see who would do the longest jump.
We don't only make step up jumps, we make all kinds of trails. Trails that go through the grass, mud, sand, gravel, and even water. Riding at the dunes is fun, but also dangerous, because of the erosion. And the feeling of jumping in the air is really fun too. You could feel butterflies in your stomach, and the adrenaline. It feels so good because adrenline gets you pumped up, so good you feel like you want to do it some more and jump even higher. And the butterflies feels funny. When you get the buterflies, it make you laugh. But when you jump higher, the butterflie will get stronger, and what next. You will laugh more and harder. Well, thats the feeling of jumping in the air. And one thing thats sucks about jumping is you will get use to the adrenline, and the butterflies.
And what you could smell at the dunes is fresh air. Fresh air smells like fresh grass, fresh air, and fresh water sprinkling on your face. Well, I wish that fresh water sprinkled on my face while I went riding. That would be cool. Well the way it looks is, theres sand and mud on the beach, and on the dunes theres, grass on one side of the dune, and on the other side theres, sand. Oh and theres rocks of course. Thats it for riding at the dunes and you visualizing it. Well, later.
We made lots of new trails. First we went on west side of the beach, and we were looking for spots to make trails. Then when we found a spot we would keep going up or down the hill and we would make jumps up the hill. This is called a step up jump. Then we would start jumping it to see who would do the longest jump.
We don't only make step up jumps, we make all kinds of trails. Trails that go through the grass, mud, sand, gravel, and even water. Riding at the dunes is fun, but also dangerous, because of the erosion. And the feeling of jumping in the air is really fun too. You could feel butterflies in your stomach, and the adrenaline. It feels so good because adrenline gets you pumped up, so good you feel like you want to do it some more and jump even higher. And the butterflies feels funny. When you get the buterflies, it make you laugh. But when you jump higher, the butterflie will get stronger, and what next. You will laugh more and harder. Well, thats the feeling of jumping in the air. And one thing thats sucks about jumping is you will get use to the adrenline, and the butterflies.
And what you could smell at the dunes is fresh air. Fresh air smells like fresh grass, fresh air, and fresh water sprinkling on your face. Well, I wish that fresh water sprinkled on my face while I went riding. That would be cool. Well the way it looks is, theres sand and mud on the beach, and on the dunes theres, grass on one side of the dune, and on the other side theres, sand. Oh and theres rocks of course. Thats it for riding at the dunes and you visualizing it. Well, later.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Duh!
This is what I asked my teacher yesterday.
"Ummm, what do call those boards you dive off of?"
Duh, the teacher said, "diving boards."
So thats my quote of the day from yesterday.
"Ummm, what do call those boards you dive off of?"
Duh, the teacher said, "diving boards."
So thats my quote of the day from yesterday.
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