Desert Survival Exercise

Have the first book in a series ready to publish. The series asks the question what if the Greek gods were based on real people? What would their lives have been like? What if they forced their children to undergo a survival exercise on a deserted island and those chosen to go were 4 girls rather than boys. Would that premise intrigue you?

I don't even remember being a teen, but i would certainly read it!
What an absolutely delightful idea.
I have read very adult oriented stories on a similar subject and completely enjoyed them.
A series for young girls would be powerful.
Girls WANT to see other girls having adventures, being strong, being leaders.
I do you believe you might have a hit!

2008-09-14 11:14:04 by Writer Woman

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I teach English conversation classes to ESL students. I usually have groups of 3-4.

I would like some suggestions on games/activities that I could use in my classes. The Desert Survival exercises (ranking salvaged items in order of importance) was very popular among students. The students enjoyed discussing their ideas with their classmates.

Any suggestion is greatly appreciated! I would also like some suggestions for English beginners. Thank you.

Hi, I recommend dividing the class into two teams and giving them a simple debate topic - one team is for it, the other is against it.
Our French teacher did this with us in high school. The topic was "Should students have to wear uniforms to school?"

2009-01-24 02:55:10 by mio h

my question is will people who exercise perform different than people who don't in desert survival ?
In this experiment there will be 5 people who exercise and 5 people who don't. Both groups will be placed in the middle of the desert. The point of this is to determine which one of the groups will survive.

what is the dependent and independent variable?

independent: # of people working out or not working out
dependent: how well the groups survive

2009-02-23 17:40:13 by britney

Shipping Docks of the World

It was there on that deserted peace of woodland property in the north GA Mountains

that I was going to prove to all that had any doubted the ability of the 116 Falcon Field

Air Force Division. That we were and always would rain supreme on that day and

And any other day; Enduring forever more.

It was about 5:30 I guessed since I had no device to assure me of this. “Still one

strenuous hour before the light of day started to push back the eerie darkness” I thought.

That’s when it started, Standing Val (The People that are always in your face yelling out you) started to unleash their military absentee with

whistles blowing and voices bellowing with the words “Let’s Get them up! Let’s Go!

Today! This is all that seemed to pierce the silent night. My battle buddy and I jumped

up, unzipped our tent and fumbled outside into the piercingly fridge cold. We stood at

attention with an almost embalmed like stature waiting for further orders. This day would

be the hardest day of mental and physical endurance. “The last one always is,” I thought

to my self” This is the one day that really separates the victorious form the forgotten.”

Then the order to move out was given and we started our march into the piercing

night. After about an 8th of a mile we came out into a clearing and we could make out a

paved road. We were then commanded to start the rigorous exercise of “Man Down.”

This exercise consisted of running with 40bl rock to simulate a wounded solder. After

this exercise you really have to stay in tune with your body to keep it moving or the

toxins will build up in your mussels and this can make even the most simply tasks turn

into an agonizing event. We had a few moments of rest which is crucial not so much for

your body, as some would suspect but more for your mind because this is the truly the

weak link for survival. We then started back towards base with the light now slowly

seeping into the crevasses of darkness and this gives you a since of cognizant and

orientation. It all seemed too surreal now to think just months ago after my 15th birthday I

was eager and enthusiastic to start my new life with fresh experience in the Civil Air

Patrol. This new life promised one of purpose, advancements and team building

camaraderie and it was this camaraderie that now seemed almost inapplicable to achieve.

It was only because of one of my fellow comrades taping on the shoulder that had

brought me back to our present situation.




We were then slothfully marching back into the camp sight.

Once there we were sharply instructed to bear our battle dress uniform, which consisted

of a fire retardant pare of camouflage pants a shirt

and leather combat boots. We were only justified 2 minutes to deem our uniform and this

makes the task of combat boots even more problematic. Reconciling this ordeal Standing

Val progressively enlightened the morning by allowing us to indulge in our parcels that

we had been packing. Truth be told even Standing Val has to revitalize their energy level

from time to time. After this short endeavor we marched up a slim embankment when

suddenly like a clap from the heavens machine gun fire unfastened from a forward tree

line after what seemed like hours the fire silenced. It is only now that I can seem to be

able to remember these events. I stand her now standing on the docks of the world

thinking about how this great event has shaped, molded and sharpened the inner soul and

the man that I am today. Most would think that standing on the docks of the world would

mean that I am surrounded by one of the great shipping ports of the world but not to me.

For me standing on the docks of the world is a metaphor for the opportunities yet to be

discovered and how this event and ones like it have for ever shown me how to go when

people say it can’t be done and to run when others walk to risk when others hide. To

borrow a fraise from one of the great finance majors Robert T. Kiysaki “If I act like every

body ells I am no better than every body ells” and this for me is a very profound

statement for in the way that I carry and interact in my life.

Shipping Docks of the World

It was there on that deserted peace of woodland property in the north Georgia mountains that I was going to prove to all that who had doubted the ability of the 116 Falcon Field Air Force Division, that we were and always would rain supreme on that day and any other day; enduring forever more.

I guessed it was about 5:30 although I had no way to confirm this without a watch. Still one strenuous hour before the light of day started to push back the eerie darkness. That’s when it started, Standing Val (the people that are always in your face yelling out you), started to unleash their military presence with whistles blowing and voices bellowing, “Let’s get them up! Let’s go! Today!”

The shouts pierced the night. My battle buddy and I jumped up, unzipped our tent and fumbled outside into the piercingly fridge cold. We stood at attention with an almost embalmed like stature waiting for further orders. This day would be the hardest day of mental and physical endurance. The last one always was that way. This is the one day that really separates the victorious form the forgotten.

Then the order to move out was given and we started our march into the chilling night. After about an 8th of a mile we came out into a clearing from which we could make out a
paved road. We were then commanded to start the rigorous exercise of “Man Down.” This exercise consisted of running with 40 pound rock to simulate a wounded solder. After
this exercise you really have to stay in tune with your body to keep it moving or the toxins will build up in your muscles which will make even the most simply tasks turn into an agonizing event. We had a few moments of rest which is crucial not so much for your body, as some would suspect, but more for your mind, because this is the truly the weak link for survival. We then started back towards base with the light now slowly seeping into the crevasses of darkness givng us an awareness of our location.

It all seemed too surreal now to think just months ago after my 15th birthday I was eager and enthusiastic to start my new life with fresh experience in the Civil Air Patrol. This new life promised one of purpose, advancement and team building camaraderie and it was this camaraderie that now seemed almost impossible to achieve.It was only because of one of my fellow comrades tapping on the shoulder that brought me back to our present situation.

We were then slothfully marching back into the sight of the camp. Once there we were sharply instructed to bear our battle dress uniform, which consisted of a fire retardant pair of camouflage pants, a shirt, and leather combat boots. We were given 2 minutes to dress. This can be a problem with combat boots. After this, Standing Val allowed us to indulge in the parcels of food that we had been packing. Truth be told even Standing Val has to revitalize their energy level from time to time!

After this short endeavor we marched up a slim embankment when suddenly like a clap from the heavens, machine gun fire chattered from a forward tree line! After what seemed like hours the fire silenced. It is only now that I seem to be able to remember these events.

I stand her now standing on the docks of the world thinking about how those events have shaped, molded, and sharpened the inner soul that has made me the man I am today. Most would think that standing on the docks of the world would mean that I am surrounded by one of the great shipping ports of the world but not to me. For me standing on the docks of the world is a metaphor for the opportunities yet to be discovered. It means that the events I went through have forever shown me how to proceed when others say it can’t be done, and to run when others seek a place to hide. To borrow a phrase from one of the great finance majors, Robert T. Kiysaki, “If I act like every body else I am no better than every body else.” That is a very profound statement that has affected my life and which I will always carry with me.

2007-06-11 20:59:37 by cetinnovations

Barracuda VS Kingpin. Winner gets The Russian.

Who takes it?

Some stats:

Barracuda

Height: 7'0"

Weight: 320 lbs

Skills: Serial killing, terrorism Excellent unarmed combatant, large size, near superhuman strength, weightlifting

The Barracuda has undergone full US army special forces training, and all the coarses that it includes.

Hand to hand Combat: Barracuda was trained in hand to hand combat, and how to incapacitate or kill his opponents as quickly as possible.

Marksmanship: Barracuda was trained in Combat shooting and sniping, as well as advanced marksmanship. Even with only one eye, hes a crackshot.

Survival Training: Barracuda has been trained to not only survive, but also to fight in desert, arctic, mountain, tropic, and urban environments.

Amphibious training: Barracuda was trained in Combat swimming, combat diving, underwater combat, and amphibious assault.

Airborne Training: As well as full HALO, HAHO,LAHO and LALO jump training, Barracuda has also been taught freefall, ecstatic, paragliding, and heliborne insertion.

Medical skills: Barracuda was trained in medicine and field surgery, and has extensive knowledge of how to treat wounds.

Language/cultural training: Barracuda was taught the language and customs of several cultures, most likely Latino and Arabic ones.

Demolitions training: Barracuda was taught how to handle explosives in any environment, as well as under water.
Black Ops training: Barracuda was taught various forms of stealth and infiltration tactics. He is also an experienced escapologist.
Strength level

U.S. Army ROTC classes: Hand to hand combat (1st degree black belt Jujitsu)- Combative fighting arts, boxing training

Equipment
Jason hockey mask, graffiti cans, bulletproof vests, guns
Transportation
Hotrods
Weapons

Military explosive weaponry (C-4, grenades, land mines ect.), assault weaponry (Handugns, Machine Guns ect.), heavy ordnance weaponry (rocket launchers), hood knives collection (Mostly switchblades), Machete



Kingpin:

Height: 6' 7"

Weight: 450 lbs

The Kingpin is composed almost entirely of muscle that has been developed to enormous size, much like a sumo wrestler, and he possesses peak human strength. His vast bulk shields him from many forms of injury, either providing padding or causing penetration wounds to only strike him relatively superficially. He has extraordinary skill in hand-to-hand combat, specializing in a number of martial arts, including sumo wrestling. His fighting skills and unusual agility for a man of his size compensate for a great difference between his human level of strength and that of Spider-man when the two engage in unarmed combat (Spider-man also has severe inhibitions about using his strength against an opponent without superhuman powers for fear of killing him or her.) The Kingpin is a criminal genius and a highly skilled planner and organizer. He employs numerous henchmen, scientists, and even superhumans, almost all of whom are fiercely loyal to him due to dedication, fear, or both.

The Kingpin possesses the normal human strength of a man of his age, height, and build who engages in intensive regular exercise. The Kingpin is virtually as strong as it is possible for a man of his age, height, and weight to be without having superhuman strength. His great bulk does not consist of fat but of muscles that have been developed to enormous size, as in a sumo wrestler. The Kingpin can lift (press) approximately 650 pounds.


Weapons

The Kingpin sometimes carries a walking stick which contains a concealed laser beam weapon that fires a short pulse of 300 watts, enough energy to vaporize a handgun. The walking stick can also be used to fire a concentrated spray of sleeping gas. The Kingpin's diamond stickpin also contains a small, highly compressed container of sleeping gas which is effective when fired directly into an opponent's face at close range. The Kingpin uses the stickpin gas as a last resort.


The Russian

Height: 7'2"

Weight: 573 lbs

Following his resurrection and subsequent reconstruction at the hands of General Kreigkopf’s paramilitary organization, The Russian possessed a various superhuman abilities.

Bodily Reconstruction: Following his ressurection, the Russian's natural physiology was rebuilt using a combination of extremely durable metal alloys and plastics.

* Superhuman Strength: Much of the Russian's musculature and ligaments were replaced with extremely durable, but lightweight plastics, increasing his already prodigious strength to higher levels. While the exact limit of his superhuman strength wasn't known, it is known that it didn't exceed 10 tons.

* Superhuman Stamina: The Russian's dramatically altered and enhanced artificial musculature produced less fatigue toxins during physical activity than a normal human, granting him an unknown degree of superhuman stamina. He could, however, exert himself at peak capacit

The Russian, because I'm russian and we haul ass

2009-08-07 16:19:07 by Aaron