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A River Essay, Josh Bono, Grade 6

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A River Essay


Summer essay 1 This summer we went to our camp. Our camp is on the St. Lawrence River. One thing we did was walk a bridge. This bridge connects the USA and Canada. It was fun but scary. Also I went double tubing. Double tubing is where you get two tubes at once and go tubing. Even though I fell off  it was fun. After we went to this beach there, it is called Potters Beach.
Summer Essay 2 There is a rock my friends and I jump off. Finally there is a festival every year. There are carnival games, popcorn and a magic guy. It was fun to go to. It is fun going up to the St. Lawrence.


By Josh Bono, Grade 6, Whitesboro, NY

Josh Bono is a student in Grade 6 in Whitesboro, Oneida County, NY.  Like generations of students, he was asked to write the standard essay, “How I spent my summer vacation.”  This editor remembers writing my essay when I was in Grade Six, only in the covered wagon days.  I must say, I was never as creative, and commend this young man as he captures what we all love about the St. Lawrence River.

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Jack Patterson
Comment by: Jack Patterson
Left at: 6:39 PM Monday, October 17, 2016
Jeez! I sure like your essay, Josh! Wow! Great job. I especially like the 'feet' you drew! I wear those kind of 'shoes', or sandals, myself. My daughter gave them to me. Mine are kind of heavy though. Yours look nice and light stepping there along the way. And I like the colors! I also spent time in the car going to the St. Lawrence. A lot of time in the car, really. Maybe ten hours on some trips. "Are we there yet?" we used to frequently ask. And then we had to go out in the dark to the island. Was about a thirty minute or more ride. Fog and storms and such- could be spooky. We went to the Canadian side out of Clayton. Axeman Island in the Lake Fleet Group. I came from Connecticut back then. Even before World War II. The end of which I actually remember. It was a rainy night in August. We listened in my great grandparent's 'living quarters' over our boathouse. They had the only radio- and we listened hoping we would hear the war was over. I remember a lot of static and a long antennae draped on the wall and over chairs, say. All were so glad when it was announced that the war had ended. We all went to town to celebrate, to Gananoque. My brother tells me that when we went (and we were for that time only allowed to ride on the roof of our 'big' boat- as we were usually never allowed to do that and especially on a rainy night!), the manager of the beer store in Gan opened up in the spirit of things for all to have free beer and ale in celebration! As our wonderful editor says, that was back when there were, 'covered wagons'. (P.S. If its the editor I'm thinking of, I believe she is, 'putting us on'). :-) In the earliest days we went almost all the way from Connecticut on what we would now call- 'back roads'. There were no four lane roads. But I didn't care. Just so long as we got to the river! We usually arrived late at night and came up route 12 on our, 'final approach'. And we always celebrated our first view (of the river) on a rise just outside Clayton where there used to be a sign which said, "Thousand Islands P a n o r a m a !". Something like that. But that was our first view of the river and we breathed a great sigh of relief and satisfaction. Here at last. Good luck to you and thank you again for your wonderful sharing. Jack Patterson.