Donald James
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Day One: Getting the AssignmentA Chapter by Donald James“Skylar, you’re late! What possible reason do you have for being late today of all days?” “I’m so sorry, Sylvia! My bu.. |
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Day Two: Coming to Terms with the AssignmentA Chapter by Donald JamesAt the sound of my alarm clock I jump up from the couch in shock and look out the window. It is morning already! I run to my bedroom to turn off the .. |
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Day Three: Wrapping Things UpA Chapter by Donald JamesWhen my alarm clock goes off, I wake up feeling even more tired than I did when I went to bed. With absolute dread I get up, shower and leave for wor.. |
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Day Four: The Day BeforeA Chapter by Donald JamesThe next morning I am so well rested and happy, I decide to get a move on early and go outside for some last minute shopping. After doing my own shop.. |
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Day Five: Joining the tourA Chapter by Donald JamesI wake up anxious before my alarm clock has gone off. I am still exhausted, though I clearly can’t sleep any more. Idly hoping for that phone c.. |
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Day Five: Quebec CityA Chapter by Donald JamesConnor gets up and announces that we have arrived at the venue. It is now 1:30 p.m. exactly and everyone starts leaving the bus. The weather is prett.. |
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Day Six: MontrealA Chapter by Donald JamesSuddenly I wake up and when I shoot up I bump my head really hard. Wide awake now I get out of bed to get something to drink and when I enter the dow.. |
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Day Seven: DetroitA Chapter by Donald JamesI wake up screaming and several concerned voices appear at my bunk. Jason opens my curtain and asks if I am ok. I get up, still panting and apologize.. |
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Day Eight: ChicagoA Chapter by Donald JamesEverybody is quiet until Stepha`n asks: “Where are we heading? Chicago is only 4 and half hours away, so we’ll be there very early in the.. |
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Day Nine: ChicagoA Chapter by Donald JamesIn the morning I wake up extremely well rested, so I get up and take a shower. After getting dressed I go downstairs for breakfast. At the elevator I.. |