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Memories Last Forever             Seb Soccer
                                            12/ 19 /08

    I can picture it.  Dad was falling and blood was going everywhere.  I can imagine the medics arriving and him being in shock and throwing them down the hill.  He was upset with the ambulance drivers and crying for help because his back hurt him so badly.  He was very sore and on the verge of crying when they tried pulling his jaw back into place to wire it.  The doctors were figuring out how they were going to put all of his teeth back into place because they all were in the back of his throat.  A week passed before I saw  him for the first time.  I was very scared and I hid behind the couch.  It all brings back bad memories.  I don't like to think about it much. My life had changed.  I had to be more grown up.
      Before I knew that any of this had happened at my  gram and grampas house that day we  unloaded our stuff to spend the night there.  We were making supper and watching T.V waiting for grampa to get home from work.  When he got home gram said that she needed to talk to all of us.  We sat down on the couch, she looked at us she said “Your dad has been in an accident.”
    My brother asked, unfazed “What car was he in?” 
    My grandmother said that he wasn't in a car.  He had fallen almost 30 feet from a roof and landed on his head.  He had broken the whole right side of his face, his neck, his back, his right ribs, and his finger.  I started crying.  I never thought that anything this bad would ever happen to my dad that is when I grabbed my grandmother by the shirt and looked into her eyes and asked if he would be okay.  She said he would be fine but that he was going to be different for a long time.  That is all she said and then the phone rang.  Grandpa answered the phone and talked to whomever it was
    He said “Yes they know.” 
    He handed me the phone and it was Drew.  She asked if I was okay.  Then she started to cry which made me cry.   We started to talk.  Then I started to cry again and she did too so we had to hang up.  We said we would talk the next day.
    After supper my grandfather and I went through all the applications for workers on Appalachian Trail because he hires people.  One guy had the weirdest name that we had ever heard. His name was something Pickle.  We laid on the floor chuckling for about 15 minutes, that made me feel good.  The next morning my grandfather left for work and my grandmother was getting ready to take us to school.  I was ready and she said that we didn't have to go to school if we didn't want to, but I did want to.  I got to school and Drew came over to hug me.  We talked and my teacher said he was sorry and then told the class to go to their seats.  After the first class the guidance councilor came in looking for another kid in my class, Dustin.  He wasn't there but then she turned around and said that she would like to talk with me in her office.  We went to her office and she closed the door and said that it was fine if I cried. There was nothing wrong with crying.  We sat there and talked about my dad and I cried and she comforted me and We talked about everything from the time when I was little up until the day that he fell.  I got back to class and my teacher took me out into the hall.  He asked me if I would like him to tell the class about what had happened or if I wanted to keep it to myself.  I told him that he could tell the class.  When he told the class they said that they were sorry then we spent the entire next class making Get Well cards for my dad.  That week went by very slowly and everyone said they were sorry.  That whole week nothing really phased me at all.  
    At the end of the week my dad came home.  My grandmother had warned me that he looked gory and that he had a lot of blood on his face but he was still daddy.  We set up the hospital bed in the living room.  Then we heard the car coming up the driveway.  It was dad, my brother and I were so excited that he was finally home.  He sort of crawled out of the van and we looked at his face and hid.  He felt bad that he had scared us.  He told us that there was nothing to worry about then came and hugged us for what felt like forever from then on we were fine.  He told us the story of how he was drowning in his own blood and how my cousin Adam had saved his life.  If it weren't for Adam my dad wouldn't be alive.  He also told us how he chucked the medics down the hill.  Then my mom told me and my brother that she had to go back to work and we had to take care of dad.
    From then on it was fairly normal.   Except for people going grocery shopping for us and giving us things that we needed dad was getting better and the doctors where amazed that he wasn't paralyzed.  They thought that it was a miracle. Everything started getting normal and dad was healing very quickly.  He got his neck and back brace taken off and now he is all better.  It has been 4 years since he fell and he is now back to normal.   He is just like the daddy that I had before the fall.  I hope that nothing like this ever happens to him again.

Anna MacKenzie BPW

Kids Skate
My business provides a service.  My business teaches kids how to skate.  We also sell skates, shirt and sweatshirts with our logo on them.  The price for those items can be anywhere from $10.00 to $30.00We have a huge sign up day and alow all kids to sign up and then decide when we can do lessons.  When I built my business the cost of production was $16,000.  Once I started doing lessons I gained all of that back in profit money. My business is one that you would call a monopoly business it is the only one in the Bangor area.  When we are giving lessons we try to meet as much of the peoples criteria as we can. The way that my business does on a daily bases has to do with the Economic Cirle Cycle.  Days that my business does really good is in the summer because our prices drop and that makes the demand higher for lessons.  Since skating lessons are scarce we don't really have any competition my business does really good in the winter because people want to learn how to skate.