"The journey was the Corps at its best. The journey was America at its best."
In my opinion I think that this quote means that now we have made it, now we America have done it. From just having the east of American territory was a great accomplishment, but to have America itself is a whole different world. To have the privilege to get to cross America in discovery for the the first time is a dream come true, and i think i can speak for every person who was on the corp of discovery. It took many obstacles, many troubles but as I stepped on the sand of the Pacific Ocean, all i could feel is the salty tears slowly running down my cheek. As i cried in happiness, or as we all did, and like i said early i knew now we have done it, or now we America have done it for through the journeys across America we have made peace with more than a dozen Indians and will for the next generations to come.
Your Friend,
Michael Reyes.
P.S. For my weekly labors, discoveries...for all my endeavors have brought to this journey, i believe i should be paid the grade of an A-.
Monday, May 25, 2009
The Other Side....
Posted by MiCh@eL at 12:52 PM
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5 comments:
good job... the journey sure was the crops at their best
cool picture! Great detailed writing!
i really like your blog. its very descriptive. i agree with harrison and sophie. =)
you did a really good job
i liked reading your blog
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Dear Michael,
Visually, what a wonderfully powerful last entry. The boat . . . on the beach . . . at sunset . . . Very cool. Very appropriate.
I think you came close to answering the question, but could have used more details of who and how they exemplified the Corps at its best . . . of how all of the experiences of the Corps exemplified America at its best. For examples of what I mean, check out Nick or Amanda's blogs:
http://amandabrediscovery2009.blogspot.com/?zx=7e54bc7d17dd8956
http://nicrediscovery2009.blogspot.com/?zx=77a08a16cf4b94ad
Your ongoing journal was like the mountains in my opinion, up and down. Sometimes great. Sometimes a little too much like the encyclopedia. Sometimes focussed. Sometimes like you were in love or watching the Lakers and letting someone else's words take place of your own. I remember those days myself.
I can't imagine this year without you. Your smile. Your kindness. Your gentleness. Your friendliness. All were so integral to our year and the spirit of your class. I sure hope we can find a way to bring you back next year.
Have a great summer.
Love,
(Captain) John
Final Pay Grade; $B+
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