ENC 1101-B3 & B4: Writing for Discovery

The story behind my hat is kind of funny, because it is like the replacement for the original one I had. My original hat looked exactly like the one I just described but it was lost. The old hat was like my must favorite hat of all time, I wore its everywhere.

Football is a game full of different opinions on points of the game, play calling, players, management and other topics to this extent. My friends and I no mater what when ever we talk about football the controversy over what player or team is better or the coach should have called this play or that play. One topic we end up on a lot is who is the best running back of all time. Between me and my friends we have narrowed it down to 3, Walter Payton, Emmett Smith, or Barry Sanders. Me personally I think Barry is the best but all three have different running styles.

As the sun sets on a wonderful day of skiing, Mike and I are starving for a cheeseburger and a ice cold Bud Light. Our second day on the slopes was badass. I ate shit, coming down that black. What was I thinking? I hope we meet up with some ladies tonight. We decided to order so we don’t have to get all dressed up and wait in line at some restaurant. That was the best burger I’ve ever had, man, that hit the spot.

As the sun sets on a wonderful day of skiing Mike and I are starving for a cheeseburger and a ice cold bud light. Our second day on the slopes was badass. I ate shit though, comin down that black. What was I thinking. I hope we meet up with some ladies tonight. We decided to order so we don’t have to get all dressed up and wait in line at some restaurant. That was the best burgers I’ve ever had, man that hit the spot.

Life’s Short Don’t Take it for Granted
The Story starts out with my best friend Mike and I. We were going hiking for a week in the mountains of Bolder Colorado. It was our second night there and we were getting ready to go to bed when the news of John’s death came. Mike had just signed on AOL to check his email, when a close friend of ours, Richard Carr, sent him the worst instant message either of us had ever seen. It said:

Don’t really no what to write about, but I can’t wait till I go home for thanksgiving. I’m, going to get to see the family and some old friends. There is just something about thanksgiving and the holidays that just makes it so special.

Life’s Short Don’t Take it for Granted
The Story starts out with my best friend Mike and I. We were going hiking for a week in the mountains of Bolder Colorado. It was our second night there and we were getting ready to go to bed when the news of John’s death came. Mike had just signed on AOL to check his email, when a close friend of ours, Richard Carr, sent him the worst instant message either of us had ever seen. It stated:

When writing this draft I was trying to tell the reader about a story in my life that changed who I was and that helped develop me as a man. I thought a while about Maybe making up some kind of story about a space cadet or something cool like that.

If there were one memorable event in my life that has developed “Who I am” it would undoubtedly be the death of one of my best friends. The Story starts out with me and my best friend Mike. We were going hiking for a week in the mountains of Bolder Colorado, it was our second night there and we were getting ready to go to bed when the news of John’s death came. Mike had just signed on AOL to check his email, when a close friend of ours, Richard Carr, sent him the worst instant message either of us had ever seen. It stated:

When writing this draft I was trying to tell the reader about a story in my life that changed who I was and that helped develop me as a man. I thought a while about Maybe making up some kind of story about a space cadet or something cool like that. Then I thought you know writing a story about some make believe character would be very challenging as far as keeping the reader interested. I figured the next best thing to do is tell a story about me and what I went through. I thought my classmates would rather read that than some make believe story about a boy who loses his dog.

If there were one memorable event in Ryan Haskins life that developed “Who he is” it would undoubtedly be the death of one of his best friends. The Story starts out with Ryan and his best friend Chris. They were going fishing for a week in Pine Island, Florida, it was the second night at the condo and everyone getting ready to go to bed when the news of Stevens’s death came. Chris had just signed on AOL to check emails, when a close friend of both of them, Pat Carr, sent Chris the worst instant message either of two had ever seen. It stated:

When writing this draft I wanted to open the readers mind up to the fact that it is not the athlete’s fault that they are making so much money. It’s the fans fault. “This matter is all in the hand of the people spend a hundred dollars on a football ticket or pay a hundred and fifty dollars for the new Jordan tennis shoes. Until the supporters of the game stop spending the money they do, the salaries of professional athletes will continue to increase, and there should be no complaint until an effort is made to stop spending as much money on the sport.” I agree with a lot of people when they say athletes are over paid butt until I stop spending a hundred dollars on a football ticket I have nowhere to point my fingers at there salaries except myself.

I can relate well to Seely Brown’s article, Growing Up Digital. One of the biggest ways I can remember the changes in technology is not just in computers, but in video game systems, the way you listen to music and the way you watch. I remember when I was younger my grandfather had Atari and I thought it was the greatest thing since sliced bread. Then the day came when the regular Nintendo came out. I played every day after school for about six months. When Nintendo first came out every one was amazed by the graphics and how the characters looked. I used to play my dad all the time in the racing games and it took him forever to get even remotely good at the game. Now that the new systems have come out I try to play with him and it took him about a month to learn how to play Madden.

They make millions of dollars a year and yet if they want more money we give it to them. High priced and over paid today’s athletes live a life of luxury, staying in high dollar hotels eating, at the finest restaurants, and sporting the newest styles. Why does society see fit to pay somebody who palls a game these large amounts of money. Do these athletes save lives, do they teach your children what in takes to make it in the real world. They aren’t doctors they aren’t teachers, they are just people who get paid way too much to play a game.

When writing this draft I wanted to open the readers mind up to the fact that it is not the athlete’s fault that they are making so much money. It’s the fans fault. “This matter is all in the hand of the people spend a hundred dollars on a football ticket or pay a hundred and fifty dollars for the new Jordan tennis shoes. Until the supporters of the game stop spending the money they do, the salaries of professional athletes will continue to increase, and there should be no complaint until an effort is made to stop spending as much money on the sport.” I agree with a lot of people when they say athletes are over paid butt until I stop spending a hundred dollars on a football ticket I have nowhere to point my fingers at there salaries except myself.