I loved the part when they were looking for Ra in a home-for-the-aged-gods called Sunny Acres, which is probably the worst name given for a totally depressing godly institution. It was ironic and funny that they were searching for the sun god in a place meant for forgotten, old and wrinkled deities manned by a hippo goddess. I had to admit, I kind of lost some hope when they found him, and he was a hundred percent senile, acting like a child, probably wearing adult diapers and muttering about sick weasels. But oh well, the book was still a bit far off from the ending so I figured they would survive the crisis, plus Ra isn’t complete yet at that time so I thought maybe he’s not so bad once he regained his old strength and wits.
Whenever my mom has company at her house, guests always ask about the plaque that hangs in the living room on the wall. It reads Championship Mvp, 14-0 season, Jonesboro Wildcats. My mom always smiles and says, “Ask Markus about it.” I don’t mind telling people about the championship game. It is after all one of my fondest memories playing sports.
How did Steinbeck use his unique writing in The Grapes of Wrath to provide a brutally frank and realistic memoir of migrants in America during the Great Depression? Introduction: In 1939 John Steinbeck forever made an impact on the way The Great Depression is widely thought of by publishing The Grapes of Wrath. Within the book Steinbeck gives two perspectives on the Great Depression, one deeply personal about a family, the Joads and how they are affected, and at the same time that of the people they interacted with, the larger historical perspective, an economic perspective. The novel is largely a commentary on the American system, and takes a complicated look at capitalism.
“Knowing what is right and doing what is right are not the same”, James’s mother Carolyn would often say. After she died James adopted this as his motto. Growing up in a poverty-stricken neighborhood where there is constant shooting and increasinga number of drug dealers. It’s hard growing up around temptation. Brownsville has been named one of the worst neighborhood to live in New York.
The car squealed to a stop and I jumped out of the dinged up vehicle. I ran on the cement ramp that led me down to the Wilmington Friends Meeting’s undercroft door like I would usually do on a Wednesday evening. Grasping the cold metal vertical bar in my baseball sized fists, right over the left. I yanked, then again and again as the door clanked repeatedly. Realizing the door was locked I twirled around.
The narrator describes, “And on his way he would see the cottages and homes with their dark windows, and it was not unequal to walking through a graveyard” (174). No one was outside interacting, they were all in their homes on their electronics. More specifically, it was always quiet and lonely on the streets at night. As the narrator mentions, “The street was silent and long and empty, with only his shadow…” (174).
Ever had a mental “fork in the road?” Of course you have. We all have those tough decisions to make at times. William Stafford’s “Traveling Through the Dark” is about one of those very instances. But there’s more to it than meets the eye.
During the 1980s, six million immigrants from Latin America and Asia immigrated to California. This, in effect, had a great impact upon the development of cities, such as my hometown, Rowland Heights, which has a predominantly Asian American and Latino community. For instance, if you drive down Colima Road, you are greeted by a row of ethnic stores and restaurants that proudly display their names in their own language. Three years ago, I read an article about Monterey Park revising an ordinance that would make the use of Latin characters on signs mandatory, which caused anger in the community due to its similarity to an issue from the 1980s. I remembered this story when I noticed that many signs in Rowland Heights showcased foreign languages.
Grow in South Baton Rouge wasn’t easy for Justice at all. While living in South Baton Rouge he attended McKinley Senior High School, which was a nightmare for him. He was bullied and it made him feel like he was nothing. He had already lost his dad to a car accident, and that was something he couldn’t get it out his head. With all this going on he knew he couldn’t let his mom and sister down.
I live in Garden Grove, Vietnam. I know Garden Grove is not in Vietnam, but it feels immensely so. My community is small, we know and see all, but we are not tight knit or family like. There are Vietnamese people everywhere I go and look. If a person who was not Vietnamese, of Asian descent, or Mexican in my community, they would stand out like a sore thumb.
One day, she got to close and “too visible” (227). She saw people a boy and a girl, and she saw the things they were doing. She saw the normal things they were doing, the things that she wished she could do, but she couldn’t. They weren’t like her and she knew that.
I have lived in East Oakland my whole life. To the majority of people, the mention of East Oakland evokes thoughts of violence, shootings, and gangs. I was one of the people who believed in these stereotypes, and for a particularly long time. I was one of the people who saw Oakland as a wasteland, a place with nothing to offer me, and a place I had nothing to offer to.
‘Little signs’, Luke suggested. ‘Arrows pointing reading This Way Out’ ‘Or Dead End’ Eleanor said.”. By familiarizing themselves with an unfamiliar environment, the group tries to avoid the uncanny feeling.
The Zombie Apocalypse Under the moonlight that strike passed through her transparent glass windows, Ellena sleeps on her medium-sized bed. Her stars and moon purple printed blanket covers half of her body as she sleeps on sideways with one knee bent position. The sound of her deep, but even breathing fills her violet-themed bedroom. Everything in her room is a shade of her favorite color. It was not soon when Ellena starts to hear sounds from afar that wakes her a little.
My areas of interest for college are the minimum population, small class size, a high rating of the college and a friendly and inspiring environment with motivation and opportunities. I want to apply to a competitive university in which it would force me to do the best of what I know in order to get accepted to the school of my choice. By doing this it will help me gain confidence in myself and make me feel accomplished for the knowledge I have. A few schools I am interested in applying for are; Temple University, Penn State University, Drexel University, Thomas Jefferson University, and lastly Buck’s County Community College. Due to the fact that I have experienced a transferring of schools, I was able to see things in a different view.
