My Friends and I LOVE SUB Thursdays. Every week, when Thursday rolls around, I get texted if I am going to be there after class. Every Tuesday and Thursday I get out of my second class at 12, but by this time, Sub Thursday has already gone into play. What is SUB Thursday? Well every week, the University center fills up with people; they have kiosks of all different kinds of things, such as purses or t-shirts, but that isn’t what I go for.
What college kid doesn’t love those two amazing words? FREE FOOD! In my opinion, that is probably the best combination since PB&J. The first sub Thursday there was an ongoing line for a delicious Mexican lunch. It included pork, white rice, black beans, plantains, and weird bread, which was scrumptious. It is not the same thing every week, which makes SUB Thursday that much better. Last week was especially exciting because they not only had hot dogs and hamburgers, but Maggie moos, only the best ice cream ever, set up a little stand, letting you have a free scoop of your choice. Even the dessert changes every week from ice cream to snow cones to cotton candy, it never gets old.
It is never boring on SUB Thursdays, because there is so much going on. Between the loud music outside that is enjoyed by everyone, the free food that no one gets sick of, and the possible items you could win, people should definitely get excited every Thursday. A few weeks’ back random people were winning Maroon Five, Augustana, and Counting Crows concert tickets, which usually run for about fifty dollars. There is always so much going on Thursdays, who knows what you will miss if you don’t go. I know I will continue to go to SUB Thursdays for quite some time.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Who Doesn't Love A Little Jazz?
A few weeks ago, my friends and I, were looking for something to do. It was a typical Friday night; everyone we knew didn’t have anything the next day so they were already getting ready to go out and party it up. Since we had crew practice at 6 the next morning, and were all tired from the week that had just gone passed, we decided to stay in which we didn’t feel like doing. Who wants to stay in of a Friday night? Luckily our friend Kyle helped with our situation and told us about the Jazz and Blues festival that had been going on that night. It was going to be the second annual South Florida International Blues Festival, right here at NSU.
Thank G-d we were allowed to use our shark cards to get in because we broke college kids would have really been in trouble if they had asked for money. We were pretty happy just going to something, and it kept us entertained for a good while. We arrived in front of the Library, where the festival was being held, and we had just missed the performance of the University School Blues Band, which was the opener for the evening. We heard them all the way from our dorm and they sounded pretty good for a high school band.
I went to the festival with three of my friends. Two of which were from New Jersey, and one that was from Land O Lakes, Florida. Although Claire and I only live a few hours from school, it is safe to say that we were all pretty home sick. Both Heathers said the festival was fun but it made them miss home even more because of all the festivals they have at the boardwalk in NJ. Claire and I were sad because the towns we lived in had bluegrass, and we wished that would have been at the festival too.
After dancing around like we grew up listening to such music, doing the twist and other strange moves from the past, and a we comments from the old people drinking next to us, telling us that’s how they really used to dance when they were little and we weren’t even born yet, we listened for a few more minutes and went back home. We were pretty happy that we decided to leave our dorms and check out the festival because even though it made us a little more homesick, it kept our minds positives and who doesn’t love a little jazz?
Thank G-d we were allowed to use our shark cards to get in because we broke college kids would have really been in trouble if they had asked for money. We were pretty happy just going to something, and it kept us entertained for a good while. We arrived in front of the Library, where the festival was being held, and we had just missed the performance of the University School Blues Band, which was the opener for the evening. We heard them all the way from our dorm and they sounded pretty good for a high school band.
I went to the festival with three of my friends. Two of which were from New Jersey, and one that was from Land O Lakes, Florida. Although Claire and I only live a few hours from school, it is safe to say that we were all pretty home sick. Both Heathers said the festival was fun but it made them miss home even more because of all the festivals they have at the boardwalk in NJ. Claire and I were sad because the towns we lived in had bluegrass, and we wished that would have been at the festival too.
After dancing around like we grew up listening to such music, doing the twist and other strange moves from the past, and a we comments from the old people drinking next to us, telling us that’s how they really used to dance when they were little and we weren’t even born yet, we listened for a few more minutes and went back home. We were pretty happy that we decided to leave our dorms and check out the festival because even though it made us a little more homesick, it kept our minds positives and who doesn’t love a little jazz?
Monday, December 1, 2008
Coach Carter
At the beginning of the year, Ken Carter, otherwise known as Coach Carter, coach of the Richmond Basketball team in Richmond, California, came to visit our school.
Every athlete knows that when you join a sport, you sign a contract stating such things as the promise that as long as you are on the team you are to do well in school. When one goes below their expectations, they are to sit out of whatever athletic event they are suppose to attend and are put on academic probation. In 1999, when 15 of Coach Carters 45 basketball players did not meet the standards of his contract, he took immediate actions. With a successful attempt, he refused to let his undefeated Varsity team to play the season; he closed the gym to the high school, and banned everything that had to do with basketball until his players lived by the contract. Ever since his actions, a movie has been made based on his life. Samuel L. Jackson plays him in the movie Coach Carter.
Hearing him speak was very motivational. All the students in the gym listening were fellow athletes and I knew every coach in there was listening to every word he said. When it comes to motivational speaking, I give coach carter an A because he knows exactly what he is talking about. He talks about actual examples that have happened in his past and teaches people you can do it (anything you set your mind to).
Looking around the gym I saw that no one single soul dared not to pay attention. It wasn’t that he was intimidating, even thought it WAS Coach Carter, but because it wasn’t hard to listen to what he had to say. Unlike other speakers, he really kept everyone’s attention the whole time.
After he spoke, he gave out Dvds of the movie and signed autographs, talking to anyone who wanted to take his words meaningfully. Before he left to catch his plane he told me and two of my friends that we could do anything as long as we set our minds to it. He said it a little better than that, but it was still pretty cool to talk to him. After he shook our hands, he thanked us for joining his speech and he left.
With his jokes, expert advice on winning, in the game and in real life, and his words on education, we were all thankful that Coach Carter made it out to Nova Southeastern University.
Every athlete knows that when you join a sport, you sign a contract stating such things as the promise that as long as you are on the team you are to do well in school. When one goes below their expectations, they are to sit out of whatever athletic event they are suppose to attend and are put on academic probation. In 1999, when 15 of Coach Carters 45 basketball players did not meet the standards of his contract, he took immediate actions. With a successful attempt, he refused to let his undefeated Varsity team to play the season; he closed the gym to the high school, and banned everything that had to do with basketball until his players lived by the contract. Ever since his actions, a movie has been made based on his life. Samuel L. Jackson plays him in the movie Coach Carter.
Hearing him speak was very motivational. All the students in the gym listening were fellow athletes and I knew every coach in there was listening to every word he said. When it comes to motivational speaking, I give coach carter an A because he knows exactly what he is talking about. He talks about actual examples that have happened in his past and teaches people you can do it (anything you set your mind to).
Looking around the gym I saw that no one single soul dared not to pay attention. It wasn’t that he was intimidating, even thought it WAS Coach Carter, but because it wasn’t hard to listen to what he had to say. Unlike other speakers, he really kept everyone’s attention the whole time.
After he spoke, he gave out Dvds of the movie and signed autographs, talking to anyone who wanted to take his words meaningfully. Before he left to catch his plane he told me and two of my friends that we could do anything as long as we set our minds to it. He said it a little better than that, but it was still pretty cool to talk to him. After he shook our hands, he thanked us for joining his speech and he left.
With his jokes, expert advice on winning, in the game and in real life, and his words on education, we were all thankful that Coach Carter made it out to Nova Southeastern University.
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