The end of a historic ships deployment.
Do you know what it’s like without your brother for nearly 9 months? Picture your family without your most favorite family member. It’s like making a fire without a match. So, when we went to Virginia, my excitement rocketed past Jupiter to Pluto. My favorite brother was coming home. Picture your family without your most favorite family member. It’s like making a fire without a match. So, when we went to Virginia, my excitement rocketed past Jupiter to Pluto. My favorite brother was coming home. There was a lot to prepare for the homecoming. The first thing was going to the night before party. It is when you go to the base and there is a big ball, where military families go. They have a children’s corner. In there you can make homecoming signs. They had clowns that made balloons. I got a brown sea turtle. On my sign, I made a picture of the Enterprise, that’s my brother’s ship; it said “welcome Home John”.
They had the biggest and most amazing cake. It was a grand structure that was grey. It was an exact replica of John’s ship. They water, blue icing, and lights for the runway and planes. Songs from the D.J. permeated the room. People were dancing because their family members were coming home the very next day at the end of deployment.
Eh- Eh- Eh- .”Sigh” Beep to stop the noise. Do we have to get up? “Yes “said Mom .It’s John’s Homecoming. I shouted excitedly. John was finally coming home! Yawn, Isabelle rolled out of bed lazily. Wow that was fast dad pointed out.come on I said. Geez Nate some people still have to get dressed! As mom opened the car door heat pelted us“Ohh’’ mom said “6:02’’ Isabelle blurted where did you come from? And correction its 3:02 in Cali I said. “What” she said even louder. “Be quiet people are sleeping” Dad exclaimed! TEN HOURS LATER. Good we are at the shipyard. The clock read 4:02.there’s Jon’s ship I blurted. Let’s get some food first “Come on it will be a while” mom said. While I smothered myself in a hotdog, Isabelle found the bouncy houses. A PA announced The Enterprise is pulling into port. “That’s All” Just then we saw Mitt Romney’s Campaign bus! I got to sign the bus, “They are coming off “someone said. I heard someone shout .I spotted John nearly right away. John – John, I shouted. I ran to him, nearly knocking over a Senior Chief! When John goes to the rest of the family, we took pictures.
As we walked back to our car, tears flooded Mom’s eyes. As we hopped in the car, Isabelle and I debated who got to sit next to John. Then we decided he should sit in the middle.so we could share him .During the drive home, I asked John about the medals I had found on the ground during the walk back to the car. It felt really good to have my brother back home and ask him questions in person and not in email. I will never forget the day my brother came home.
I was telling him about Operation Homefront’s Military Child of the year. How they honor Military Kids and how awesome they are!
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The Football Adventure
By Nate the Great
The bright stadium lights burned my eyes. Directly in front of me, I saw the silhouettes of the small players. Beyond them there was green grass with yellow patches. Just ahead the field goal poles swayed.
I heard the plays being called by the opponents’ Quarter Back .It was making me anxious .From the sidelines, I heard birds, my parents, and lots of cheering.
As the Q.B. shouted “Down, I counted 123,”Set”! As he said set, my hand flew to the damp prickly grass. The sweat ran down my face stinging my eyes and leaving a salty taste in my mouth.
I can could the sweaty uniforms and the BBQ coming from the housing area. My senses were tingling. The anticipation of the Q.B. calling hike was making me energized.
As I stood with anticipation, I felt excited and energized .The center snapped the ball, a controlled chaos broke loose, controlled because everyone knew their plays, chaos because the play moved quickly and sharply all over the field. Every player had a goal. “Big Nate” came rushing up the field. I nearly tossed my opponent across my shoulder. The opponent crashed to the ground. I was behind the line of scrimmage. The Q.B. was looking for a throw. He couldn’t find one, so he threw it anyway. They play ended unsuccessfully for the opposing team. I succeeded in putting pressure on the Q.B.
They huddled up and we did a cover two. A cover two is when two players make a V. This is to help you get the Q.B. Once again we lined up on the line of scrimmage. My teammates and I felt the pressure.
The coaches were shouting, “Watch player number 24.He is very agile” I was feeling like a mouse, I needed to find the hole. The hole was my key to the cheese, sacking the Q.B. The ball snapped again. The Q.B. snuck around the right corner. He was looking. He was starting to feel the pressure we were putting on him.
The defense was making its way to the back of the field .They were rapidly pushing the offense away. No one was protecting the Q.B. I run to the right .My eyes are glued to the Q.B. waist .His waist would tell me his next move. It was a move I didn’t want to miss!
I ran straight towards the Q.B. rushing down the field. He was looking for an open spot, but I was closing his only option. He spiked it to the ground! The defense did its job again.
We headed back to the line. “Break!” we heard from the offense. They came to the line, glaring at us, trying to make us go off sides.” DOWN, SET, HIKE!” It was like the ground launched beneath my feet. My guard doubled up on my partner, which gave me an open space .I rushed through the line. Boom pads hitting pads. clashing noise hit my ears. The Q.B. crashed to the ground.
“YES”!I shouted I had sacked the Q.B.! That was the beginning of the end for them. For the next quarter we pummeled them, sack after sack. As I glanced towards the scoreboard, my heart was racing. It was keeping pace with the scoreboard. In the end we won 26- 12. I will never forget the day I sacked the Q.B.
Flat Daddy + Homecoming = Real Daddy