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en el fin de semana pasado, mis amigos y yo fuimos a las fiestas y bailamos y cantamos. Después de las fiestas, nosotros comimos al Taco Bell y pasamos tiempo. Después de la cena en viernes, mis amigos y yo f […]

Visiting David Kline’s farm reminded me strongly of visiting my cousin’s house in Gallipolis, Ohio as a kid. As a kid I adored the hour and a half long drive to South East Ohio, up and down steep, hilly roads and […]

El pasado fin de semana mi novio visitó a Wooster. El Viernes, pasamos tiempo juntos y fuimos a cenar. Comimos en TJs. Fue muy delicioso. El Viernes por la noche, mis amigos vinieron a verlo. Jugamos muchos […]

When we arrived on David Kline’s farm, I was a bit surprised at first. It seemed at first that there was not much to the farm, but that thought quickly left my head the minute we stepped into the barn. I realized […]

The way that I describe my hometown to friends and colleagues who come from the range of highly populated urban cities to barely even having a town rural areas, is that where I am from is a super suburb. I live in […]

¡Hola chicos! Hice mucho el último fin de semana. En viernes, antes mis clases, comí con mis amigas. Entonces, nosotros caminamos al centro. Vimos muchos amigos en el centro. Fui a la cama muy tarde. El día sigu […]

I was most struck by how very deliberate and ordered David Kline’s life appears to be. I am far from accustomed to farm life, I kind of just figured it was messy and left it at that. I’d actually been slightly […]

Although it was a bit chilly to be out in the farm for so long I had a great time listening to David Kline talk. I share the love of mashed potatoes with him. It is probably one of the only american food that I […]

Driving to David Kline’s farm was a series of flashbacks. From Wooster to Apple Creek I paid little notice to the passing countryside, having passed it so many times before, but past Apple Creek I was sad that I […]

I step out into the chilly November air. It’s damp and everything smells like mud, manure, and horses. To my right, there is a flock of about seven guinea fowl scurrying into small paddock with two ponies, one […]

It did’t really hit me until we were on the car ride to his farm, that I realized we were visiting the author of a book we are currently reading in class, nonetheless his farm in located a short drive from the […]

After meeting David Kline, and visiting his farm, I realized how observant he must be of his surroundings. In many of his essays, Kline talks about seeing animals around his farm and property, such as owls and […]

A cold wind blows through the old oak barn. Before reaching this point it must have blown past the grazing Belgium draft horses and the pony hitched to a cart, tied up at the edge of the barn. It would have blown […]

It turns out I am easily distracted, especially when it comes to kittens and small children. I learned this while standing under the low ceilings of David Kline’s barn. I was there to learn! But I will not lie to […]

A powerline is nothing more than a rope for a house to the grid. It hovers parallel to the road, thrashing outward for buildings. They crisscross and carve the earth, ruling it, turning the land into tiny plots […]

When meeting a famous person one might get what some call “star stricken.” This typically means that they are unable to function normally due to the pure shock of being in the presence of an idol. Some might eve […]

Belice es un país en América Central. Decidí escribir sobre Belice esta semana porque mi hermano va a visitar por escuela. Belice es el único país de habla inglesa y español en Centra America. Inglés es la lengua […]

¡Hola! Ayer fue domingo. Me desperté a las siete. A las nueve caminé por el campus. A las doce, almorcé con mis amigos. Luego trabajé en la tarea. A las seis comí en lowry. Después, miré Netflix. Me dormí […]