Smile Essays

In the film 'Mona Lisa Smile', the topic of women the way in which they are different to men is identified. The director portrays the women in the film as obedient and worthless through a variety of uses of camera shots and angles. Body language is also used to convey this characteristic. All of the students wear the same color sequence and same makeup, which is a sign that women follow tradition in attempt to be individual. In this film we see how Katherine Watson shows the many students at Wellesley

It was a big day-- graduation day. Jaylee hopped out of bed with a smile on her face and ran down to the kitchen. Her mom was standing at the stove, making her famous pancake breakfast. Jaylee walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek before walking into the living room. Thirty minutes later, her mom called for her to tell her that breakfast was ready. She walked back into the kitchen and saw she made all of Jaylee 's favorites. Strawberry pancakes, turkey bacon, and maple sausage. She

Arms wrapped around Ludwig's waist from behind, soft lips pressing against his neck. He turned from the flour he had been sifting and those lips found his own. As he pulled back, his gaze was met by a smile, red eyes boring into his own. "Guten Morgen, Brüderlein," Gilbert said, his smile growing at the barely there blush on Ludwig's cheeks. "Guten Morgen," Ludwig mumbled in response. Gilbert reached behind his lover nonchalantly, dipping his fingers into the flour and pulling back. He turned

She had small ears, a bushy tail and sad brown eyes. She looked around her new home but she didn’t laugh or smile. 3. The other animals in the farm had no words but praise for Peggy the Piglet. “Peggy is so cute, so funny and so sweet. She makes us laugh with a dance by standing on two feet! We just love to watch her when she does that little jig. She knows

carefully open the door, peeking out from the side to see me. “Hey Grandma, Mom said I’m taking art lessons from you.” I try to fake a smile and mumble “Until I die from boredom…” I look away as I say that, not wanting to offend her. “She had called and said you were coming over, please come in. I have some food and art supplies set out for you.” She smiled a fragile smile, one that you get when you help an old person cross the

grin. Continuously I responded with a mutter, “Semheralda,”, taken aback by both his perplexing characteristics and beautiful voice in conjunction with his handsome features. “What was that?” he inquired, grinning with a large, shiny pearly smile that contained all the light in the universe. “I’m Semheralda.” As I spoke, I felt his eyes gazing upon me, taking in my initial appearance and associating it with his own experience. “Well it’s a pleasure to acquaint myself with

wanted to improve and better myself and the only way to do that was to at least try. I was excited, but at the same time I was so nervous I almost couldn’t believe it. When school was finally over I rushed out to the car and met my mom with a giant smile. She had brought my bag and was taking me up to Oak Grove West where tryouts would be held. When we finally reached the school I looked at my mom and suddenly all my excitement turned to fear. I looked at my mom tears burning in my eyes. “I can’t

It was a man with dark brown eyes and the strongest jawline I have seen in person. His hair brown and was styled like Zac Efron. Catching my eye he whispered, “Don’t tell Hanna that I was late. She’d kill me.” I was torn between a smiling, gawking, and scolding, but instead I nodded like he had just trusted me with a top secret assignment. I suppose it was a fine choice of action because it made him chuckle. Without realizing it we both began to make comments to one another during the wedding; we

Blog 1 Title: Protect Your Beautiful Smile with the help of cosmetic dentistry A smile itself gives happiness to a man. A beautiful smile depends upon the teeth inside the mouth. The order or shape of teeth disturbed by accidents or by nature to someone. The word cosmetic dentistry is used to refer to make the appearance of teeth in a better way. It involves bonding, caps, removal of affected teeth and the abnormal structure of gums, teeth whitening, adding or removal of dental materials. Cosmetic

Teeth Whitening Special Get ready to flash your smile this spring and summer with our teeth whitening special. You ever look at someone and think to yourself how you wish your teeth could be as white as their 's? We all get tooth envy from time to time. Did you know that your local Vancouver dentist provides teeth whitening services to achieve this goal? What sets us apart from other dentists in town, is that we are a team of five professional dentists with our own different strengths and expertise

All cockatiel owners get frustrated and irritated when their bird screams or bites. And most cockatiel owners have NO CLUE how to raise or train their bird the RIGHT WAY.But the difference between you and the other cockatiel owners is that YOU are here, and you are doing something about it. You are ready to discover the expert secrets that are going to end ALL of your cockatiel’s bad behavior. You are going to uncover the expert strategies to raising, training and breeding

stereotypes. Another problem with thick lenses is they obscure facial expressions made with the eyes. The eyes express your true emotional state. How can you tell the difference between a genuine and fake smile? By looking at the eyes. A genuine smile is accompanied by "smiling eyes." Even the toothiest fake smile is betrayed by the eyes, while smiling eyes make the person with a neutral mouth expression appear happy. When expressive eyes match the spoken word, you come across as genuine. What this means

The story starts as every worthwhile story starts: with a woman. The air was stagnant, hanging heavy over the city like a wet, wool blanket over a dying body. Shadows lengthened in the tiny office as the sun slipped behind the highrises. The ceiling fan whirred overhead, off balance from the missing blade. Papers fluttered on the desk, the soft rift the only sound against the ever-present hum. I sat on the busted swivel chair, feet on the desk, sipping cheap bourbon with a vengeance. It was one

Her eyes are dead. She smiles and laughs and lives, but her eyes are dead, dead, dead. They flutter with a semblance of emotion when she laughs, a tight, reigned in laugh that sounds like plastic spilling from her pretty mouth. Sometimes her lids lower mechanically when her lips twist into a displeased frown. When she reads to Kazuo, her lips curve up with a light grin, but her eyes hold no recognition of what she’s reading, and her hands turn pages like a machine computes functions, mindlessly,

Autobiographical Narrative Working as a monitor in the attendance office was not my favorite time of day. Since it was seventh period, everyone loved to leave early which meant the office was always busy with people coming in and out. Every time you walked in, you would feel a burst of cool air. It felt like Alaska in the middle of December. When I picked up the PA caller, the phone was icy cold against my ear. “Excuse me, do you have Valerie Rodriguez in class?” I said as loud as I could. The

“Polka,” I repeated. He nodded, a smile stretching across his face. “And how are you a regular among this crowd of geriatrics?” I asked. “I had the privilege of being my mother’s date last year when my dad was recovering from a sprained back muscle. I took her every week for two months.” “So you’re probably pretty good, then,” I teased. He leaned close to me, his head bent down and those delicious depths of eyes looked up at me. “Baby, I can two-step my way into any pair of panties I want,” he cooed

As I walked onto the plane at the Atlanta Airport I had no idea that I was about to experience something that would change my life forever. I was excited and nervous all at the same time. I had never been on a plane, let alone another country. I knew that I would see poverty and get to help those in need. What I didn’t know was that I would meet people who would change my perspective on the way I see things, who would show me what true happiness is. I thought that I would change the lives around

court for the game winner. The other guy tries his hardest to get the ball back in play but the ball flies out of bounds. The smiling faces of my teammates running over to me yelling, “Yes! That’s how we do it D!” fill me with joy. I can’t help but smile back and high five my teammates, it was another good win for the Heiser Tennis Academy and all because of me. As always after the game we celebrate by

The sun gleamed through the window as I sat up in my bed and stretched my arms above my head. “Wow, it’s awfully quiet for a Saturday” I thought to myself tiredly before hearing the words that began my day every morning. “Kaila, come down for breakfast!” my mother yells in Yiddish. I brush off her call, acting as if I never even hear her call me in the first place. She calls me back again but even louder this time, “KAILA, COME DOWN NOW!” I force myself to get up and, while walking towards

The Legend was written by a Japanese American poet name Garrett Hongo. Hongo was famous for his use of rich imagery. Most of Hongo’s poems describe the experience of Asian Americans in the society. The Legend is part of Hongo’s famous book, The River of Heaven. The poem was written during a difficult period in Hongo’s life, where he struggled to find his future path. One day, Hongo was watching television in the hotel in Chicago. He saw an Asian man shot and killed in the street. The Asian men triggered