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Teen Ink Magazine, April 2008 : Travel Articles

A State of Wonder
by Caity Rose V., Chester, CT
It was almost 6:30 p.m. in Florida, the perfect hour for the sun’s date with dusk. I glanced to the left and fixed my eyes out the window. I was immediately drawn to the sunset. It radiated colors weary from a long day: deep maroon, devious red, scorching orange, and jealous mauve.
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Alfresco in the Tetons
by Warren K., Essex, CT
I hadn’t showered for almost two weeks, but the odor from my body was neither putrid nor repulsive. Instead it was exactly what nature had intended; we’ll call it earthy. It wasn’t as though I couldn’t have showered; I wasn’t in a barren land, but I chose not to.
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Arachnophobia
by Corianne H., Naperville, IL
In the midst of a turbulent storm on the savage coast of Bretagne, France, my host family and I sped along in their new Peugeot. Nelly and Francois chatted as I gazed lazily out the window, daydreaming and ignoring their conversation.
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Miss Red Cliff
by Mariah D., Ashland, WI
My heart was pounding faster than even the drums were beating. Time seemed to pause as I stood next to my family. It was my third year in the running. “And our winner … Miss Red Cliff 2005, Number 183!”

My heart seemed to skip a beat. I stood there, frozen.
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My First Day of School
by Sai P., Newark, DE
Fear started taking over. I was walking into my first school in America. I had traveled a long distance from India in order to join my mother, who had been here for three years, hoping America would help my future.
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Pioneers
by Heidi H., Rockville, MD
I gently tug at my grandmother’s hand as we push through the crowds of the morning market in Urumqi. The vendors’ cries hover at a certain pitch, blending with the aroma of fresh dim sum and spicy meat. I steer her toward my most anticipated destination – the naan stand.
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