Day 8 Writing Homework
Prompt : Imagine your class just arrived back from an excursion to Antarctica! Write an engaging feature article about your trip. Use sensory details to describe the icy landscapes and unique wildlife, vivid language, and strong character descriptions of your classmates or guides. Try to include at least two literary devices (e.g., similes, metaphors, personification). Approx 400 words.
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A Journey to the End of the World: One for the Ices
The biting wind still whispers tales of ice and silence, even days after our class returned from our incredible expedition to Antarctica. This wasn’t just a school trip, it was a plunge into a world sculpted by nature’s most formidable forces, a place with the breathtaking view of snowy mountain capped glaciers.
Stepping off the ship for the first time, the air hit us like a hurricane entity – a thousand tiny daggers pricking and cutting our skin. Yet, the discomfort was instantly swept away by the sheer beauty of the hills. Towering icebergs, long patches of cerulean and white snow, reaching farther than the eye could see. The silence was great, broken only by the creak of the ice and the distant cries of seabirds, a constant reminder of our location in the frozen desert’s wilderness. Antarctica offers a unique blend of natural wonders, scientific research, and extreme environmental conditions.
Our days were a kaleidoscope of incredible encounters. We watched penguins, waddling like clumsy gentlemen in tuxedos, slide belly-first across the snow, their comical antics bringing gales of laughter from even our most stoic classmate. Our guide, the formidable but kind Captain “Mac” MacDonald, with a beard as white as the glaciers themselves and eyes that held the wisdom of countless voyages, shared stories of his own Antarctic adventures, each one more captivating than the last. He taught us about the delicate balance of this ecosystem, urging us to respect every living creature and every crystal of ice.
One afternoon, we kayaked through a maze of ice. The water was a mirror, reflecting the stark, majestic peaks above, and beneath the surface just when we didn’t except it the occasional water leopard torpedoed up showering us with water. The sensation of gliding silently through that frozen world, surrounded by such immense natural power, was truly humbling.
Antarctica left an image of itself on our souls. It wasn’t just the breathtaking landscapes or the unique wildlife, it was the deep sense of connection to something ancient and powerful. We left with not only incredible memories but also a better understanding of our planet and our role in protecting its most fragile places. The journey to the bottom of the world and Superman’s lair (which we were unable to find, but I did see a iceberg shaped oddly similarly) was truly sensational.
A Journey to the End of the World: One for the Ices
The biting wind still whispers tales of ice and silence, even days after our class returned from our incredible expedition to Antarctica. This wasn’t just a school trip, it was a plunge into a world sculpted by nature’s most formidable forces, a place with the breathtaking view of snowy mountain capped glaciers.
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Stepping off the ship for the first time, the air hit us like a hurricane entity – a thousand tiny daggers pricking and cutting our skin. Yet, the discomfort was instantly swept away by the sheer beauty of the hills. Towering icebergs, long patches of cerulean and white snow, reaching farther than the eye could see. The silence was great, broken only by the creak of the ice and the distant cries of seabirds, a constant reminder of our location in the frozen desert’s wilderness. Antarctica offers a unique blend of natural wonders, scientific research, and extreme environmental conditions.
Our days were a kaleidoscope of incredible encounters. We watched penguins, waddling like clumsy gentlemen in tuxedos, slide belly-first across the snow, their comical antics bringing gales of laughter from even our most stoic classmate. Our guide, the formidable but kind Captain “Mac” MacDonald, with a beard as white as the glaciers themselves and eyes that held the wisdom of countless voyages, shared stories of his own Antarctic adventures, each one more captivating than the last. He taught us about the delicate balance of this ecosystem, urging us to respect every living creature and every crystal of ice.
One afternoon, we kayaked through a maze of ice. The water was a mirror, reflecting the stark, majestic peaks above, and beneath the surface just when we didn’t except it the occasional water leopard torpedoed up showering us with water. The sensation of gliding silently through that frozen world, surrounded by such immense natural power, was truly humbling.
Antarctica left an image of itself on our souls. It wasn’t just the breathtaking landscapes or the unique wildlife, it was the deep sense of connection to something ancient and powerful. We left with not only incredible memories but also a better understanding of our planet and our role in protecting its most fragile places. The journey to the bottom of the world and Superman’s lair (which we were unable to find, but I did see a iceberg shaped oddly similarly) was truly sensational.
My dream Antarctica
The ice, the wind dancing on my face gave me a cool breeze, my class shouting “HOORAY WE REACHED ANTARCTICA!” I was excited to start a new adventure in Antarctica. Before we headed to the cabins, my teacher, Mrs Helton decided that we should go and see the penguins. We were all exited. We fed penguins. We shacked hands with the penguins. We also saw the penguins swim in the ocean. This is the best day of my life. As soon as we saw the penguins swim, we headed to our cabins which was actually a hotel. I was paired up with my best friend Michele. We were all commanded to go to our “cabins.” Me and Michele watched TV and played Monopoly that we found in the corner of the hotel. Me and Michele had fun. Soon it was dinner time, we got to choose what we ate, so I choose cheese pizza. My order finally came and when I saw the pizza the cheese started to drip down, I felt like it needed to go right into my mouth immediately. I finished my pizza and went back to the hotel with the class. We were asked to sleep but me and Michele played one round of tic tac toe in my notebook then slept. As soon as I woke up the sun hit my face, I tried to cover the sun, but I had no luck. It wasn’t that bright anyway. I started to get ready for another fun day. Me and my class all met up at the reception area (Where Mrs Helton told us to meet. When Mrs Helton came down, we got on the bus and went to Kayaking, I could see the blue ocean and cute little fishes. When we were done Kayaking, we went to a nearby restaurant for lunch It was superb, I had Thai fried rice. When we were all done, we went back to the hotel to relax. I laid down on my bed and turned the TV on. My class was called by Mrs Helton to come for dinner. We went Luxurious restaurant nearby, we had so many options but I ordered Waffles. My class was done eating by the time I was, so we all headed back to the hotel. I was really sad, because tomorrow my class and I are going to be hoping on that bus to get home. Michele snoozed off so I slept to. It was morning I was raining cats and dogs. I got ready. I picked up my umbrella. I got on the bus as fast as I could then snoozed off for 2 hours. Michele woke me up after 2 hours because she wanted to tell me that she was tired. I was mad. But I just snoozed off again. Soon We had to get of the bus. I was a bit happy because I got to see my parents again.
DAY 8 FEATURE ARTICLE
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