This past weekend, the Junior Olympic swim meet for regional swimmers was held at the Eppley Recreation Center Hundreds of young swimmers gathered there.
Author: brightbookreaders
Have you ever heard of the Monocacy National Battlefield? Chances are, you haven’t. But the battle is an inflection point in history of the United States.
In each fairy tale, the characters often have a bunch of props with magical powers. What if all of the props in each fairy tale is stored in a library room called the “Grimm Collection,” where only a number people know about it.
Arlington Road in downtown Bethesda, MD is teemed with nicely-decorated stores and restaurants. As dusk falls, the neon signs glitter, lighting up the dim walkway. Facing a stylish Apple store adorned with their huge well-known logo is a quiet modest-looking store, whose storefront is low-key with a simple sign “amazonbooks.”
The book I Will Always Write Back: How One Letter Changed Two Lives is based on the true story of the friendship between Caitlin and Martin. This inspiring story explains that people with different background can connect when they are willing to communicate for understanding and support.
“Welcome to our adoption center,” Mr. Blake ushers people inside. Time to please them. Maya barks softly. Kenny shakes his tail. Misty shows her pleading face. I know these tricks, but my limp hind leg is too obvious.
I peered at my watch and hollered another reminder to my dad, who was still smoothing out his navy-blue shirt in front of our living room mirror. He was in his spotless beige khakis pants and new white Nike sneakers, totally dressed up for the annual Chinese New Year parade in D.C.
I wish I were
Gushes of wind
That lashes away
The raging torrents sweeping
The iron bridge etched with “Ellicott City.”
Billows of smoke
from gunfire engulfs
a town echoed with shrieks
of terror and fury.
On a windy holiday morning, my family and I braved the chill and headed to the well-known Baltimore National aquarium. As a gust of wind whipped my face and pushed against my body, I was regretful for this travel plan and murmured, “It better be worth it.”