Yasra Alsaudi Ms.Voccio English 10H/ 3 23 March 2017 Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson dialectical journal theme/ literary device quotes commentary isolation As Melinda is on the bus she thinks to herself, “I close my eyes, this is what i’ve been dreading. As we leave the last stop, i am the only person sitting alone”(11). Melinda Sordino has just started her freshman year in Merryweather high school.
Except for the big cold Mr. Hibler brought to class. Of course he is going to be sick and the class will get a substitute. An interesting creature was brought to the room (human, but different), this brought attention to Tommy’s little eyes. She didn’t look like the regular same old substitute that always follows the books, she was different. Her name is Miss.
Although disease was rampant in the city, many people still moved there for a sense of home in a new country which was profoundly different from the one they had fled from. Sara’s family was no exception, and this exiled her away from mainstream society in America. When she finally goes away to college, many of the other students won’t associate with her because she is different than the other students in her looks and mannerisms. After being denied conversation by one boy, Sara attempts to strike up a conversation with a girl in her class: “She nodded politely and smiled. But how quickly her eyes sized me up!
She says; “Hi! You must be our new student, Mikey.” Page 12… The principal walks me to my classroom and says; “Hello students.
Macy brown was a young veterinarian working at a little vet clinic in San Antonio Texas. She had been working at the clinic for a while now and was thinking about quitting, she was young and wanted to move on from a vet clinic. Macy was ready to begin her adult life and wanted a change. Her life was indeed about to change though for she was about to meet her best friend and didn’t even know it.
Section1 P1-P2 Paragraphs 1-23 Summary: Miss Adela Strangeworth, a seemly kind woman, was almost the oldest resident who lived in this town longer than anyone else. She had a precious garden which was full of roses, and she cherished them extremely. Miss Strangeworth was narrated as she went through her normal Tuesday routine stopping to chat with the other locals in the street pleasantly. When she entered into the grocery, everyone greeted her and talked with her politely. She told Mr. Lewis what she wanted and communicated with Mrs. Harper.
I came out of the hallway and walked in to the small office and met the judge for the first time. She was a female, with exquisite taste of clothing. A cream-colored blouse, with a long tan pants. I looked around the room and thought of the unwavering pulse in the room. The room itself was simple, yet cluttered.
I am a pioneer! My pioneer story isn’t your average Latter Day Saint pioneer story, as far as historical LDS stories go! I was raised by goodly parents, I was born and raised in Spokane Washington. I am the youngest of three children born to Jim and Shannon Newell. My brother James is the oldest and four years older than myself.
It was at Lucas Graham's Christmas party that Tom Yilmaz first saw Mollie Conrad. Not for the first time in his life- they had attended the same school for nearly seven years and had been in the same class more than once- but it was the first time he really saw her. As soon as she walked in the room, everyone's head turned to look at her, because she looked so... different. Normally, she wore her dark hair in a messy ponytail, with her demeanour unassuming and her voice rarely heard, but now... now her hair cascaded over her creamy shoulders, her eyes were bright and she looked stunning in her burgundy dress.
Time marched on; I was almost finished with my first quarter of classes. Mike Newton remained my shadow while Alice despite all my qualms, became my best friend. Her parents - particularly her mother - were even growing on me. I had spent a considerable amount of time at their home, and was included whenever they visited and took Alice out to dinner, to shop or to see a movie.
The Pad is a burger place in north Topeka. The Pad has been in the same place for the last forty or so years. It is a medium sized building with its sign out front being a rocket ready to launch. Most days The Pad is not that crowded, but always has a good amount of people there. Many families have been going to The Pad for generations.
She was scratching marks on a piece of paper with a pencil to account
She feels bad leaving her friend at the restaurant, but that doesn’t stop her from leaving with a stranger. That’s when she meets another creepy stranger in the parking lot in his car a few feet from her “it was a boy with shaggy black hair; In a convertible jalopy painted gold” (Oates, 389). Who turns out to later be her
My window burst open with a loud thud; a gust of chilly air flew into the dark room, sending stray papers in every direction. A thick beam of moonlight cast eerie shadows across the four walls of my bedroom. Sitting up in my bed, I could see a human-shaped shadow on the carpeted floor. I lifted my eyes to the open window and, although it was dark, I could clearly see the silhouette of a person crouching down to climb through the window. Reaching over, I flipped the switch on the blue lamp standing next to my bed.
My first day of high school as a freshmen in a new level of education Is what I was thinking when I woke from slumber that morning in bed. Stepping foot on the campus wasn’t even the beginning, taking the school bus in the morning is where the first taste of being a freshmen and actually starting and being an high school student. I started to get really nervous and a sense of reality hit me. Walking towards the bus stop all I see is a huge group of high school students waiting around for the bus, calm and cool as I try to stay to be I approach the waiting area not knowing what to I’m getting into.
