Compose #3 pg. 221

List of ten places that have been important in my life.

1.Spain
2.Idaho Falls Temple
3.House
4.Alaska
5.Snake River
6.Ross Park
7.Camp Little Lemhi
8.Pebble Creek
9.Tree Fort
10.Dirt trails by my house

When I think of Spain, I think of great food. The aroma of fresh baked bread and the sight of all the bakeries with their desserts on display in the front windows. I have many memories of Spain and all of the wonderful people that I meet there. I also recall the struggle that I had at first to speak Spanish and how hard I worked at it. Deep down I have a great love for Spain and its people, it is like my second home and I can't wait until I can go back and visit this amazing country.

The Idaho Falls temple is a great place to find peace and comfort. Whenever I am down or need help spiritually I seem to find myself in the temple. I love going to the temple and it is a very sacred place and everything that goes on there is very important. There is nothing but spiritual vibes that come from this sacred place.

My house has been a very important place in my life. There are so many memories that at times I wish I could remember them all. At my house is where I get to spend quality time with my family and at times with my friends. My family is very important to me and we have grown very strong together and have become very attached. I know someday I will move out and when that day comes I will be sad because so much of my life has been spent here.

To me Alaska is paradise. I love to fish and love the outdoors and Alaska encompasses both of these. Many events have taken place in Alaska, I still remember the great struggle I had when I caught my first Halibut and how exhausted I was afterwards. I also remember all of the great times I have spent there with my family, but especially with my Grandpa who taught me to love the outdoors and fishing. This place will always exist even if I am not there I will still have the memories to remind me of this great paradise.

I love the thrill of rafting huge rapids and the rush of not knowing what lies ahead. The Snake River is a beautiful place and I have many memories of my first rafting trip and canoe trip. I will never forget the infamous part of the river called the "big kahuna" (i think that it is spelled that way) and how it almost swallowed the raft that I was riding in, but luckily we made it out alive. This place has somewhat disappeared from my life because it has been a long time since I have been there. Hopefully I will be able to go and revisit it sometime in the near future.

Ross Park will always be a great place to go to. Whether you are swimming, going to the zoo, or just having a picnic with your family and friends its a great place to kick back and relax. I still remember when I was a little kid and my baseball team would always practice there at the park. My father was the assistant coach and even though I wasn't the greatest baseball player, he still supported me and helped me become better.

When I was younger I absolutely love boy scouts, and could hardly wait until summertime when we would go to Camp Little Lemhi. I will never forget how cold the lake was and the shocking surprise I would receive when ever I would jump into it. I also remember the struggle I had when I attempted to complete the mile swim. It took along time to achieve my goal, but after and hour or so I finished it. I was so excited to tell everyone about it, but especially my parents.

Pebble Creek is a place that I will always go to. I love to ski and Pebble Creek is a beautiful mountain and a nice little ski resort. The first day that I attempted to ski was a very long day, and I think that I spent at least half of that day sprawled out on the snow. It is a very peaceful place and I love spending time up there.

When I was a young boy, we had a tree fort in my backyard. This place was awesome! I remember playing Cowboys and Indians with my little brother and friends and how much fun we would have. It was a great place to retreat to, and a great hiding place. Unfortunately my father and I had to demolish the fort because it was about to fall and it was becoming a hazard. Even though it doesn't exist anymore, I will always remember the great times that I had in it.

There used to be a lot of bike trails by my house when I was younger. My friends and I would build little forts for shelter, and we would also race our mountain bikes on them. I can't even remember the number of times that I crashed but I know for sure that it happened often. A memory that I would like to forget is when my brother and I walked right through a patch of poison ivy and how that ruined our whole summer. With time these trails have disappeared because of construction and new roads, but I will always remember the great times that I had on them.