The 1980s didn't have a soul? Aggghh! I was crushed! The 1980s was all about heart and soul for me.
**(October)) fall is my absolute favorite season.
Perhaps this is because I grew up in New England, and fall there, or “autumn” as the kids call it, are positively gorgeous. breathtaking scenery. I reveled in jumping into piles and piles of leaves. Golden colors, reddish-orange with a hint of brown, burnt sienna.
-- going trick or treating...
My parents traveled all the time. Despite our meager [[modest]] resources, they made this a very big priority. We could not afford airplane tickets. So we drove everywhere. (My parents did all the driving; I did not participate in that aspect of our travels.)
We went to see the Museum of Natural History very often. I have an aunt and uncle and cousins who live in Maryland, and we would visit them quite often, a few times a year. So we were basically a hop, skip, and a jump away from Washington, D.C. and all the tourist attractions it held. I absolutely loved the Museum of Natural History. It was so fascinating seeing all the huge skeletons from long-extinct animals hailing from time immemorial, suspended impossibly from the ceilings overhead.
The dinosaur bones! If nothing else, you should visit the Museum of Natural History to see the dinosaur skeletons. They are reconstructed and assembled, but I can imagine how fierce those dinosaurs were back in the day.
And yes, the rocks. Ahh, all the natural formations, mineral deposits, and gemstones. The Hope Blue Diamond has some sort of significance in history. The rocks were very pretty. Rather, they *are* very pretty. It has been a few years since I’ve paid my respects, but I am sure they are still there.
-- the Smithsonian.
-- the Liberty Bell.,,, Philadelphiaa.
-- the Lincoln Memorial.
*** idea: use/integrate my list of fun things to do, to travel and see historical sites and monuments.
_-Niagara Falls. -traveling to Washington, D.C. and seeing all the sites and historical monuments,, _. Philadelphia, Washington, D.C., Boston. We ruled Boston.
I learned a love of poring through maps and atlases and looking at globes. My Mom had taught me the alphabet using a map as a springboard when I was one year old.
This fostered my love of geography, road travel, and highway engineering, hehe. But seriously, I really do-- I like learning how bridges and highways are constructed. Once in a while I enjoy studying this in terms of the pylons or concrete foundations.
Mostly I like looking at aerial photographs of bridges and highways. My sense of road directions and understanding navigation are excellent. I have a thorough grasp of how highways and infrastructure are planned, in terms of travel patterns and the designs of exit and entrance ramps. Some of them are more straightforward, wherein they resemble a kneecap joint, but some are prettier. It is fascinating looking at cloverleaf patterns of highway exits and highway acceleration ramps, the whole 270-degree turnaround. Interesting, how the theory of "three rights make a left" is reflected in the turnaround loop to and from a highway. Reminds me of rosette patterns of sin, cos, and tan that we learned way back in Algebra. It is a nice hobby.
We were heavily involved in the local Bangladeshi community. It was a wonderful environment being surrounded within this community. [[perh hold off on the going into great deatil on the coll uni like oxford until the 'educational importance''' essays.]]] These experiences fostered and engulfed a strong sense of identity within my family. It instilled appreciation for my culture.
Warmly ensconced me in___ very welcoming, warm positive introduction into the world of academia. oh wait, different essay.
**(October)) fall is my absolute favorite season.
Perhaps this is because I grew up in New England, and fall there, or “autumn” as the kids call it, are positively gorgeous. breathtaking scenery. I reveled in jumping into piles and piles of leaves. Golden colors, reddish-orange with a hint of brown, burnt sienna.
-- going trick or treating...
My parents traveled all the time. Despite our meager [[modest]] resources, they made this a very big priority. We could not afford airplane tickets. So we drove everywhere. (My parents did all the driving; I did not participate in that aspect of our travels.)
We went to see the Museum of Natural History very often. I have an aunt and uncle and cousins who live in Maryland, and we would visit them quite often, a few times a year. So we were basically a hop, skip, and a jump away from Washington, D.C. and all the tourist attractions it held. I absolutely loved the Museum of Natural History. It was so fascinating seeing all the huge skeletons from long-extinct animals hailing from time immemorial, suspended impossibly from the ceilings overhead.
The dinosaur bones! If nothing else, you should visit the Museum of Natural History to see the dinosaur skeletons. They are reconstructed and assembled, but I can imagine how fierce those dinosaurs were back in the day.
And yes, the rocks. Ahh, all the natural formations, mineral deposits, and gemstones. The Hope Blue Diamond has some sort of significance in history. The rocks were very pretty. Rather, they *are* very pretty. It has been a few years since I’ve paid my respects, but I am sure they are still there.
-- the Smithsonian.
-- the Liberty Bell.,,, Philadelphiaa.
-- the Lincoln Memorial.
*** idea: use/integrate my list of fun things to do, to travel and see historical sites and monuments.
_-Niagara Falls. -traveling to Washington, D.C. and seeing all the sites and historical monuments,, _. Philadelphia, Washington, D.C., Boston. We ruled Boston.
I learned a love of poring through maps and atlases and looking at globes. My Mom had taught me the alphabet using a map as a springboard when I was one year old.
This fostered my love of geography, road travel, and highway engineering, hehe. But seriously, I really do-- I like learning how bridges and highways are constructed. Once in a while I enjoy studying this in terms of the pylons or concrete foundations.
Mostly I like looking at aerial photographs of bridges and highways. My sense of road directions and understanding navigation are excellent. I have a thorough grasp of how highways and infrastructure are planned, in terms of travel patterns and the designs of exit and entrance ramps. Some of them are more straightforward, wherein they resemble a kneecap joint, but some are prettier. It is fascinating looking at cloverleaf patterns of highway exits and highway acceleration ramps, the whole 270-degree turnaround. Interesting, how the theory of "three rights make a left" is reflected in the turnaround loop to and from a highway. Reminds me of rosette patterns of sin, cos, and tan that we learned way back in Algebra. It is a nice hobby.
We were heavily involved in the local Bangladeshi community. It was a wonderful environment being surrounded within this community. [[perh hold off on the going into great deatil on the coll uni like oxford until the 'educational importance''' essays.]]] These experiences fostered and engulfed a strong sense of identity within my family. It instilled appreciation for my culture.
Warmly ensconced me in___ very welcoming, warm positive introduction into the world of academia. oh wait, different essay.
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