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ADRIANA
ANDREANA
CARLOS
DAVID
JOSE
MELISSA
ROBERTO
SARINA
SHAUNTEL
TAMARA
VALERIE
VIRGINIA
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A
week of hopeful expectations...
A
week of hopeful expectations is about to commence for
me. Here on this soaked old log that is full of history
to tell, the snow blinds me with its brightness of the sun
and I, Carlos, look forward to a life building experience.
A small insect lands on my page... and I scare it away but
now I regret that action, retrospecting on observing the
wondrous creation that Jehovah God has put on this earth.
To just imagine that every single snowflake on the ground
has its own individual characteristics blows away your mind
and lets you understand that there definitely [is] a Creator
who is interested in us. It is stupid to think that evolution
was the way that we came to be when all around you there
is a whole complicated ecosystem that fits perfectly in
an intricate pattern.
The
air I'm breathing even now goes through a system, cycle,
that we must agree did not just "come to be".
All the stages that ti goes through, from carbon dioxide,
to everything that happens a plant and tree, to the production
of oxygen.
The
main reason for coming to this place of marvelous beauty
is to glorify God even more by contemplating his wondrous
garden. In addition, I also would rejoice in seeing that
at the end of this week, me and all the other group members
join together in cooperation, communications, teamwork,
and love as a big family.
The
purpose of data collection...
On
a story day like this, as you sit in your tent listening
to the never ending raindrops on the canopy I, Carlos, reflect
on what the purpose of the collection of data we gathered
was about. I think that the purpose is to be aware.
By taking studies of nature in particular region of the
globe, the people in this globe become aware of the different
changes, good or bad, that is occurring today all around
us.
By
making people, common people, and government people, aware
of changes we motivate to differ in the way we live. By
this, I mean more clean.
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If
some degradation is observed in a spot of nature by being
aware people are motivated to make change. When the data
shows improvement, it encourages people to continue in their
cleaner way of living.

Life
as a raider in Hite's Cove
Riding the Yosemite Valley on the black and orange stallion
of Colored Savage, I Carlos and my raiding partner, Jose,
have become used to hiding from the 6th Cavalry of General
Crook after the Savage Trading Post Raid two weeks ago.
We are the remaining sons of the Legendary Roberto. Both
David and Roberto died unfortunately at the Raid.
Coming
from a weird family there are many advantages and disadvantages.
I suddenly became famous for my rebellious character throughout
Hite's Cove. All my young life was full of much time in
the Marshall's cell, after running around with my brothers
and causing trouble.
Time
passed and I grew up, I married a beautiful girl whose father
was the owner of the most successful mine in Hite's Cove.
But thanks to an unfortunate fight between my father and
my Father-in-law, a drunken night in my father's bar, my
wife's father refused to hand down his mine to us.
After
a big trial in court, the jury, which included the Shanghia
Dining Restaurant owner, Mr. and Mrs. Wang, Mr. Jones from
the Goody Gold Mine, White Feathered Chief from the nearby
Indian village and the entrepreneur of Buddy Plumbing, Mr.
Seemore with his Catching a Bear jingle...
Well
anyway the trial did not go in my favor and I did not inherit
the mine. Out of desperation I got together with bros and
decided to raid the Gold shipment from my Father-in-law's
mine that was passing through Savage['s] [Trading] Post.
Not
knowing what the future will bring, I sit on my stallion
waiting for Jose to return with Seemore.
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