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Storms
Meagan
In chapter fourteen of The Way to Rainy Mountain written by N. Scott Momaday three voices are put together to tell about storms, and what the storms have destroyed. The writer tells about how the storms would destroy some of the Kiowa’s artifacts; he also told how they knew that the storms were coming because of the clouds in the sky.
Although there were always winds, the historical writer tells and describes the brightness of the land at times, and the darkness of the land at times.
Momaday tells how when he went outside of his grandmother’s house and looked in to the back yard from the back porch, he saw a cellar that was there and every time a storm would come there way they would go into the sell for protection. He talks about how on some days the sky and land would be sunny but on other days the land would be dark and gray. He would describe when he would look out and the land would be covered in darkness and all the sudden go away because of the flashes of lighting that would brighten up the land for a short amount of time.
The most fearful storm that I have ever been in was when I went to Alabama to see my best friend. Savannah and I were setting and watching television like any other teenagers would do. The winds were picking up and it started to rain pretty hard, we never thought anything about it till our parents told us to turn on the weather channel so we did and when we looked red stuff was heading our way. As our parents told us to get the television off and get to the basement the wind really began picking up as the rain began to hit the windows hard. The hail began to fall and that is when I got so scared it was like all I could think of was I am going to die! We all rushed to the basement and my uncle was right in front of me and he said something but all I could see was his lips moving I couldn’t here anything, except the winds outside and the tornado! Finally the tornado had passed and we all were about to get up out of the basement but then my uncle changed his mind and told us to go back because the winds were still extremely strong! We all were back and about ten minutes later another had hit us I felt a strong feeling of fear I couldn’t stop thinking of my family back at home in Connersville Indiana. That tornado was over and we all went back up to the house and one whole side of it was gone, when we look outside to see the damage that had been done: my aunt and uncles car was up in a tree, the neighbors had trees that were gone and all uprooted it was one of the worst things I had ever seen, I could her baby’s cry and mothers set as they held their children in fear as I sat and looked at all of these people I saw my uncle run to his moms house to check on her she was fine so we were all relieved because of that. If it was not the most freighting thing then it was one of the most devastating experiences I have ever had.
When these tornados hit we were unprepared, but unlike the Kiowa’s who were always prepared for every storm headed their way they could tell by the clouds, and the light and darkness of the sky they always knew and always prepared them selves and others.
Storms
Meagan
In chapter fourteen of The Way to Rainy Mountain written by N. Scott Momaday three voices are put together to tell about storms, and what the storms have destroyed. The writer tells about how the storms would destroy some of the Kiowa’s artifacts; he also told how they knew that the storms were coming because of the clouds in the sky.Although there were always winds, the historical writer tells and describes the brightness of the land at times, and the darkness of the land at times.
Momaday tells how when he went outside of his grandmother’s house and looked in to the back yard from the back porch, he saw a cellar that was there and every time a storm would come there way they would go into the sell for protection. He talks about how on some days the sky and land would be sunny but on other days the land would be dark and gray. He would describe when he would look out and the land would be covered in darkness and all the sudden go away because of the flashes of lighting that would brighten up the land for a short amount of time.
The most fearful storm that I have ever been in was when I went to Alabama to see my best friend. Savannah and I were setting and watching television like any other teenagers would do. The winds were picking up and it started to rain pretty hard, we never thought anything about it till our parents told us to turn on the weather channel so we did and when we looked red stuff was heading our way. As our parents told us to get the television off and get to the basement the wind really began picking up as the rain began to hit the windows hard. The hail began to fall and that is when I got so scared it was like all I could think of was I am going to die! We all rushed to the basement and my uncle was right in front of me and he said something but all I could see was his lips moving I couldn’t here anything, except the winds outside and the tornado! Finally the tornado had passed and we all were about to get up out of the basement but then my uncle changed his mind and told us to go back because the winds were still extremely strong! We all were back and about ten minutes later another had hit us I felt a strong feeling of fear I couldn’t stop thinking of my family back at home in Connersville Indiana. That tornado was over and we all went back up to the house and one whole side of it was gone, when we look outside to see the damage that had been done: my aunt and uncles car was up in a tree, the neighbors had trees that were gone and all uprooted it was one of the worst things I had ever seen, I could her baby’s cry and mothers set as they held their children in fear as I sat and looked at all of these people I saw my uncle run to his moms house to check on her she was fine so we were all relieved because of that. If it was not the most freighting thing then it was one of the most devastating experiences I have ever had.
When these tornados hit we were unprepared, but unlike the Kiowa’s who were always prepared for every storm headed their way they could tell by the clouds, and the light and darkness of the sky they always knew and always prepared them selves and others.