Sing Praise to Him

The Przewalski's horse is the last wild horse known to mankind with only about 250 still remaining in the wild.  Crazy! I've always had a strange love for this horse when I wrote a report in 5th or 6th grade. Horse loving :) 

 A mans best friend may not always be that of a dog.  Mans best friends comes in all shapes, sizes and colors.  Some they waddle, or others they fly. Here is that of Kate's new friend.  They hit it off for sure, literally he chased her back and forth for a good thirty minutes.  He was friendly and curious, a lively bird at that.  I now understand why it is zoos carry signs that read "Please do not touch animals."  Why would anyone actually want to touch an animal? But this bird, boy was he tempting to reach out to. As soon as Kate would walk out of sight the bird would look high and low, left and right for her- a shadow even.  Any movement sparked his running, and upon not finding who he had sought out he would hang his head. A mans best friend, a bird. 

I always imagined the cemetery before ever being there, but upon seeing it for the first time no amount of past thoughts could ever have taken the initial wow away. Grave after grave, in thousands of rows it was as if death was staring right back at me.  If I closed my eyes I could envision the young men and women on the battle field, their loves ones anxiously awaiting back home. The generations of heroes, the history of many- all in one field.  To the unknown soldier we say.    

             The girls were anxious to begin the trip, but now as the first night comes to a close it's widely known that everyone is exhausted.  Red in the face (from the sun of course), grumpy by all mean and just plain tired.  Getting accustomed to a new area is always difficult, but with the humid heat and little experience in the area, maps of all colors became our new best friend.  Water bottles in hand, pins hanging from all the girls necks and the race was on.  Here at NHD boys and girls all over the world find common ground very quickly when it comes first to their passion of history and second get as many new pins from as many new places as possible.  Kids literally sigh when they realize the state you're from is already shown on their cord.               The speaker was amazing; a former NHD contestant herself she knew the drills; from research to traveling tips.  Ye...

National history day! (s)   June 15th- Manchester, New Hampshire Airport To Washington D.C, Maryland  World travelers right here.  There is something special, almost sacred about flying for the first time. The butterflies one gets in their stomach during take off, the popping of the ears. Or maybe it's when the plane begins to climb which feels like the slowest travels ever. When land beneath feels so close you could touch it, and yet thousands of miles separate you. Flying is special, flying is sacred.  

             Updating my blog often is not as habitual as I would like, however here I am given a quick catch up.  On June 8th, 2014 I graduated from Poland Regional High school and let me just say it was quite a relief to finally be done these last four years.  It was like that of a marathon, the last leg of the race that seemed to continue on forever. I'd been impatient with life for who knew where I was going, or where the heck I'd even end up.  The last month of high school was one of the most challenging, but with a few close friends tightly by my side I made it through.             "Don't wish away high school, when you're finished you'll want to go back. Experience it all."  Advice I heard continuously from elders, much wiser for a reason.  Yet as I finished my last real day of high school emotions ran high.  Four years of ups and downs, highs and lows that seemed to feel like a r...