Kelly+B.

October, 2010

Exciting buses drop us off at Genesee where I am going to try to try to reach beyond my limits and do my best. Rambunctious kids hop off the buses; we scatter into our groups so we can begin. Swiftly, we walk up an astonishing mountain where we will begin our challenge. As I get lifted higher and higher on the giant swing, my stomach drops like an old leaf on a tree. When I let go and swing, I felt like a bird soaring above. The only thing that was wrong was the uncomfortable harness and my aching legs. Driving away from Genesee I knew it was a great experience

October, 2010

My mom’s hair is silky pieces of thread sliding  through my fingers. My hair depends on the weather, when it’s rainy and humid it’s  like springs coming out of my head , when it’s dry and hot it’s as straight as ever. Kevin’s hair is soft and straight up never really goes down although it’s hard to tell because he has such a short buzz. Patrick’s  hair is an uncontrollable mess always bed head and crazy. As for Belle’s hair is fluffy, cuddly, and  always happy.