...Big Hairy Toe Soup An old woman lived by herself in a cottage in the middle of the woods. One day, she went out to pick some plants to make dinner. While she was digging around she saw something strange in the leaves. She dug around in the leaves and to her surprise it was a big hairy toe. The toe had some good meat on it to make soup so she decided to take it home and cook it for dinner. She put it in her basket and took it home. When she got home she cleaned up the toe and prepared a kettle full of boiling water to make hairy toe soup. When it was done she ate and it taste like heaven. It was the best meal she had in ages. The old woman ate all of the soup. She went to sleep with a stomach full of hairy toe soup and a a smile one her face...
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...I once met a big ugly creature. It weighed 100 pounds, and it was 100 feet tall. The creature chased me all around the woods. I ran and ran until I was out of breath. When I got home, it was dark, but the creature was behind me! I got in and locked the door and I was safe. Then the creature somehow disappeared! The next morning, I didn’t want go outside because I thought the creature was somewhere around my house. I was right! When I went outside, the creature was waiting for me. The creature grabbed me and threw me on the ground. It disappeared again! That afternoon, I found many creatures in a cave. I hid beside a rock so the creatures would not see me. All the creatures were eating dead sheep; it was so gross! A creature spotted me and...
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...My arms are numb by the time the scout is at our cabin. The moon is already well set in a portrait of stars, but I am much too dizzy to try to read the time. It wasn’t something I was very exceptional at anyways. “There.” I mumble to myself and drop the robe of branches responsible for ripping open my palms. Our cabin is small, with three rooms and a brook not too far off the path I just walked. My companions are probably deep into sleep, in a world with titans, you couldn’t always expect your family to return for dinner. My stomach growls softly at the reminder. I had been out since noon without a meal. Wondeful. I push open the door, we have no need for locks way out here. Thieves only ran wild in the city. No one would willingly...
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...comes. As Alex is in a fetal position in the corner of her room he hears a knock at the front door. She looks out the window and sees Andrea and Drew shivering in the cold. Alex opens the door “what are you guys doing here?” Drew says “we told you we were coming over today, now let us in its cold out here”. She lets them in and closes the door behind them. “Listen guys you can be here till the sun goes down but then you have to go. Alright!” Alex says. Andrea says “what’s wrong, you know you can tell us” Alex was thinking “NO you don’t know what’s going on I need you to leave I feel the secret coming out what time is it?!?” Alex looks at the clock and its 10: 30. Drew notices something with her face. Alex runs out the front door into the woods. Drew and Andrea chase after her and the moon is bright in the sky almost midnight and everyone knows what happens at midnight. Alex...
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...states (the North). To keep order, Congress arranged a two-part compromise. First it granted Missouri’s request, but it made Maine a free state. The compromise also drew theoretical line between the slave and free states. Nat Turner was born on October 2, 1800, ever since the age of 20-21 he had been having visions that would tell him to run. At the age of twenty-seven he had his third vision that told him to run and kill the white men with their own weapons. In February, there was a solar eclipse which he thought was the sign, he a four of the most trusted men he knew got ready but then had to cancel it because Turner got sick, then On August 13, the sun looked bluish-greenish and so tuner took that as the sign and met his men in the woods for dinner. They went to the Travis’ house and killed the entire family while they were sleeping, they started going to other houses killing all the white men they ran into with guns, clubs, and sharp objects. Turner hid in multiple places around the Travis’ household but was soon caught. He was tried on November, 5 and was hanged and skinned on November, 11. After the War of 1812, the citizens of Georgia and the other Americans...
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...Image having someone close taken away, imagine how much pain and anguish one would feel. Well, this is how the Lindbergh’s felt when their son was snatched from their arms. The Lindbergh baby kidnapping resulted in the passage of the Lindbergh kidnapping law and the prohibition of courtroom photography. No one knew hat the night of March 1, 1932 was going to be the worst night for the Lindbergh’s on that evening Anne and the Nursemaid, Betty, put baby Charles to sleep. A while later Charles Lindbergh arrived at the house and ate dinner with Ann, after having dinner he went to his study while Anne got ready for bed; meanwhile Betty went to check on the baby, and she walked into the room, she didn’t hear anything, so she ventured closer to the crib, and when she got close enough to see, she realized the baby was gone. She raced to the study to see if the baby was with his father, but when she saw that he wasn’t their, she went to see if he was with his mother, but he wasn’t with her either. Charles Lindbergh couldn’t believe what was going he first said “Anne they have stolen our baby”(Beverly 15). After searching he found a ransom note but he did not touch it in case of finger prints, and then immediately he called the police saying “[T]his is Charles Lindbergh, my son has just been kidnapped” (Greg n.p.). In minutes the police arrived and Lindbergh told them everything, they took the note and immediately checked for prints, then they gave it to Charles to open. The note stated...
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...She whipped the horse and I cried and waved good bye forever to my last brother as the guards dragged him away. We rode and we rode for hours until the horse was staggering along and we got off and let him drink in the streams. We both cried and suddenly we heard people crashing through the forest. Niobe grabbed me and put me on a tree limb “Kea, listen to me! I know this is hard but I need you to climb to the highest branch of this tree. Don’t come down until everything is safe.” Niobe whispered. I nodded and I tried not to cry. I heard a “There she is!” And Niobe dashed deeper into the woods. I waited for hours and hours, she never came back. Eventually, I came down from the tree and called and cried for...
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...there was a boy who used to spend his day doing different chores around John Mauk’s country store. IButt2014-07-19T17:13:00.25IPause after every full stop. -- He used to prepare corn,IButt2014-07-19T17:12:00.25IShort pause after every comma. -- chop wood,-- go fishing -- and do many other kinds of things there. -- One day he was fishing in a pond, which was a quarter of a mile away from the store. Instead of a fishing rod, he was using a piece of wrapping thread and a cane pole with a big, red worm attached to it to attract the fish. He used to catch a lot of fish that way, and IButt2014-07-19T17:13:00.26IWith excitement sometimes would be lucky to catch more than one fish with the same worm! That day, he caught about nine to thirteen fish in a row, but then all of a sudden, he could not catch any more of them, no matter how long he waited holding his pole in the water. He decided to give up and leave with the fish that he had caught. IButt2014-07-19T16:37:00.26ISay this with excitement plus shock But when he turned around to pick them up, he was shocked to see them all dead and stiff, because they were left to lie there in the hot sun for about two hour. However, the boy noticed that one of the fish was moving and making strange sounds. He was surprised to see IButt2014-07-19T16:37:00.26IWith shock in voice that it was alive unlike the others. He picked it up and dipped it in the water a number of times. He then picked all the other fish and put this living fish on top of them...
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...The Frog Prince One fine evening a young princess put on her bonnet and clogs, and went out to take a walk by herself in a wood; and when she came to a cool spring of water with a rose in the middle of it, she sat herself down to rest a while. Now she had a golden ball in her hand, which was her favourite plaything; and she was always tossing it up into the air, and catching it again as it fell. After a time she threw it up so high that she missed catching it as it fell; and the ball bounded away, and rolled along on the ground, until at last it fell down into the spring. The princess looked into the spring after her ball, but it was very deep, so deep that she could not see the bottom of it. She began to cry, and said, 'Alas! if I could only get my ball again, I would give all my fine clothes and jewels, and everything that I have in the world.' Whilst she was speaking, a frog put its head out of the water, and said, 'Princess, why do you weep so bitterly?' 'Alas!' said she, 'what can you do for me, you nasty frog? My golden ball has fallen into the spring.' The frog said, 'I do not want your pearls, and jewels, and fine clothes; but if you will love me, and let me live with you and eat from off your golden plate, and sleep on your bed, I will bring you your ball again.' 'What nonsense,' thought the princess, 'this silly frog is talking! He can never even get out of the spring to visit me, though he may be able to get my ball for me, and...
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...in summer there are days when the restlessness of the tides and the fearful cold of the sea water and the incessant wind which blows across the afternoon and into the evening make me wish for the placidity of a lake in the woods. A few weeks ago this feeling got so strong I bought myself a couple of bass hooks and a spinner and returned to the lake where we used to go, for a week's fishing and to revisit old haunts. I took along my son, who had never had any fresh water up his nose and who had seen lily pads only from train windows. On the journey over to the lake I began to wonder what it would be like. I wondered how time would have marred this unique, this holy spot--the coves and streams, the hills that the sun set behind, the camps and the paths behind the camps. I was sure that the tarred road would have found it out and I wondered in what other ways it would be desolated. It is strange how much you can remember about places like that once you allow your mind to return into the grooves which lead back. You remember one thing, and that suddenly reminds you of another thing. I guess I remembered clearest of all the early mornings, when the lake was cool and motionless, remembered how the bedroom smelled of the lumber it was made of and of the wet woods whose scent entered...
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...in summer there are days when the restlessness of the tides and the fearful cold of the sea water and the incessant wind which blows across the afternoon and into the evening make me wish for the placidity of a lake in the woods. A few weeks ago this feeling got so strong I bought myself a couple of bass hooks and a spinner and returned to the lake where we used to go, for a week's fishing and to revisit old haunts. I took along my son, who had never had any fresh water up his nose and who had seen lily pads only from train windows. On the journey over to the lake I began to wonder what it would be like. I wondered how time would have marred this unique, this holy spot--the coves and streams, the hills that the sun set behind, the camps and the paths behind the camps. I was sure that the tarred road would have found it out and I wondered in what other ways it would be desolated. It is strange how much you can remember about places like that once you allow your mind to return into the grooves which lead back. You remember one thing, and that suddenly reminds you of another thing. I guess I remembered clearest of all the early mornings, when the lake was cool and motionless, remembered how the bedroom smelled of the lumber it was made of and of the wet woods whose scent...
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...store by herself. In the evening, a man walks in and they immediately hit it off. He’s charming and claims to have come to the wrong town looking for the ball game. Then he invites Janie to play checkers. Since she doesn’t know how to play, he teaches her and she’s delighted that a man thinks it natural for a woman to play as his equal. Janie gets excited about him. He’s everything a girl could want – tall, dark, handsome, not-misogynistic – so different than her old, fat, dominating husbands on every point. They joke around for the whole evening and we learn that this man has a high opinion of women, saying they can do the same things as men – play checkers, walk far, ride a train. Eventually we learn the stranger’s name is Vergible Woods, but he goes by Tea Cake. He ends up helping her close up the store and walks her home. Though Janie is cautious, she finds herself very comfortable around him, as if she has known him her whole life. Janie worries about the kind of man Tea Cake is. She thinks he’s too young for her, probably just wants to take her money, and other thoughts like that. Janie is determined not to get sucked into another marriage without love so she determines to treat Tea Cake coldly if he ever comes back. He comes back after a week, and Janie can’t keep from being friendly to him. Janie and Tea Cake end up joking around again. They play checkers, and while the store’s other customers are surprised, they don’t seem to disapprove. Tea Cake walks Janie...
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...secretary; Philip Lombard, an adventurer, and William Blore, an ex-detective, think they have been hired to look out for trouble over the weekend; Dr. Armstrong thinks he has been hired to look after the wife of the island’s owner. Emily Brent, General Macarthur, Tony Marston, and Judge Wargrave think they are going to visit old friends. When they arrive on the island, the guests are greeted by Mr. and Mrs. Rogers, the butler and housekeeper, who report that the host, someone they call Mr. Owen, will not arrive until the next day. That evening, as all the guests gather in the drawing room after an excellent dinner, they hear a recorded voice accusing each of them of a specific murder committed in the past and never uncovered. They compare notes and realize that none of them, including the servants, knows “Mr. Owen,” which suggests that they were brought here according to someone’s strange plan. As they discuss what to do, Tony Marston chokes on poisoned whiskey and dies. Frightened, the party retreats to bed, where almost everyone is plagued by guilt and memories of their crimes. Vera Claythorne notices the similarity between the death of Marston and the first verse of a nursery rhyme, “Ten Little Indians,” that hangs in each bedroom. The next morning the guests find that Mrs. Rogers apparently died in her sleep. The guests hope to leave that morning, but the boat that regularly delivers supplies to the island does not show up. Blore, Lombard, and Armstrong decide that the deaths must...
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...Attila the Hun, although a legend in our time, does not have a well-documented history. The Romans had sent an ambassador, Maximinus, to try to work out a diplomatic answer to stop the invasions of their territory with the Huns. Priscus was a Sophist philosopher who travelled with Maximinus during these proceedings, Priscus kept journals that documented his time with the Huns. This account is one of the very few accounts we have of Attila’s life. It is reported that he wrote seven or eight volumes on his experiences with the Huns but only a small fraction has survived and during that time his records were edited by the Romans that were assigned to them. Attila was born in was born in Hajdúböszörmény, in 406 AD. His father’s name was Mundiuch and it is unknown who is mother was. He is believed to have had a privileged upbringing because uncles, Octar and Rua, jointly ruled the Huns during this time. Most of his youth was spent in training with his older brother Bleda. Attila was disciplined in archery, swords, lasso and tending to the horses. He is reported to have been most likely bilingual speaking both Latin and Goth. He most likely would have spoken in Latin for his business dealings with the Romans. Goth would be spoken in his dealings with conquered territories. In the book, “The End of Empire” by Christopher Kelly, there is speculation that both Attila and his older brother Bleda were intended to rule just as their uncle’s Octar and Rua had ruled, in joint power. ...
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...be killed and in reality, nobody could do that, but to you, the reader, it’s an example of foreshadowing. As Bailey drives on the dirt road in search of the old plantation, and the grandmother’s stricken with the realization that they’re not only on the wrong road, but in the wrong state, O’Connor employs a distorted situation. The car flips, and yet no one is really injured badly. “Help” then arrives, and you come to realize the “help” isn’t really help at all; it’s the Misfit and his accomplices. You’re horrified when the Misfit has his accomplices take the father and son into the woods and shoots them. O’Connor distorts reality by having the other members of the family not even react to it at all. As a matter of fact, the mother even welcomes death for herself and daughter and baby, by going into the woods willingly with the accomplices. As each member of her family is dragged off into the woods and shot, the grandmother tries to find the key to save her life. In reality, the grandmother surely would’ve been more distraught over her family having just been murdered. The narrator leads the reader to believe that what the grandmother actually says to the...
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