...Field of Tears (2011) ID c237 by Declan J. Connaughton NOTE 1 Rita stiffened as the nurse at the reception desk looked up at her. 2 It was just after mid day, and, for a moment, she was positive the nurse would come out and tell her, with officious satisfaction, that Rita's day out with her grandfather was cancelled. 3 “He's ready for you, in the day room”, was all she said. 4 The nurse made as if to escort Rita, but she knew the way by now. 5 “It's fine, you don't have to accompany me”. 6 Walking away from the nurse's station, she felt a cold hard stare marking her progress, like a laser level with its precise red dot. Rita was disturbed by the way she let the nurse intimidate her. Something in her manner had always bothered her, and now it seemed to have evolved into something almost approaching a phobia. 7 God! She wished her grandfather didn't have to stay in this place, but at ninety eight it was impossible to keep him at home anymore; such had been the case since he started losing his balance three years ago, and her own parents being the age they were. Still, he didn't mind the nursing home and his care had been top notch. Rita couldn't fault anyone on that score. He had integrated well, but the camaraderie didn't last very long as residents just kept passing away. That was the thing that most bothered Rita and got her down frequently – the sure and certain knowledge that it was going to happen someday, which brought...
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...Lowe, D.J Lord Alfred Tennyson’s “Tears, Idle Tears,” On the Edge Lord Alfred Tennyson’s “Tears, Idle Tears,” conveys the complex emotions of one whose life is steadily reaching its end and death is looming over him. He has come to that point in his life where he truly realizes his position. Death is no longer surreal as it once was; however, the speaker is still at peace because he has lived his life. His friends have all gone on and now his own time has arrived. This poem is a lamentation of that person as they are reminded of their past and “of the days that are no more”. The poem’s message is reinforced through Tennyson’s diction and similes, which create many parodies within the poem. However, theses parodies are the keys to the readers’ noticing and understanding the intricate thoughts of one so near to that final breathe. The poem begins with the speaker describing his tears as “idle” and being groundless. Tennyson is not saying that the tears are unmoving or that they are without cause. The speaker may not necessarily be able to admit to the exact reasoning behind the tears, but he knows what causes them to surface, “some divine despair”. Yet despair is not divine; divine means heavenly or celestial. Tennyson means that the focus is on something from above. However, the irony can truly be seen in the physical cause of the tears, “In looking on the happy-autumn fields.” The word autumn implies harvest, almost winter, which signifies an end to something light...
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...I slowly turned my head towards my running back Dylan Stefanich and spit out between tears, “This game is over.” Dylan and I played football together since the first grade, at first football was closer to a game of tag, with our dads trying to corral us into the huddle and persuading us with promises of treats after the game. We grew up together; and together, we grew up with football. We stood on the sidelines now, watching the end zone clock tick away faster than ever before, as if it had someplace better to be. We begged and prayed our defense could get us back on the field, to give us one more shot to tie the game. Our prayers were left unanswered as the clock displayed a large 0:00. Our high school football careers were over, and there was nothing we could do about it. Soon after, I lost Dylan in the swarm of maroon and hideous blue jerseys at midfield....
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...jumping back with each rotation. With a room that had a scent of musk and stale perfume. In the cold white hospital room, the two lovers held hands for what may be the last time. June laid in the pearl white bed with Sydney on the green stool holding her hand waiting for her to wake one last time. The sweet young nurse entered the room in her bright pink scrubs, with a tear in her eye to set the record back to the beginning, Sydney started to sing along with his rusty voice that stood out amongst the beeping machines and the defining silent halls. Softly if only for his beautiful wife he sung. His face carried a gentle smile that helped hide his mournful eyes. As June’s eyes opened...
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...the skull. The adult human eye has a diameter of approximately 2.5 cm. Each eyeball has six ocular muscles attached to it. These muscles move the eye. The eyelids are like moveable curtains in front of the eye and consist of three layers; the skin, the muscles that open and close the lids, and the cunjunctiva which is a membrane that lines the eyelids and covers part of the eyeball. The eyelids serve as protection from injury, as well as, regulate the amount of light that enters the eyes. Blinking also wipes the surface of the eyes clean, and keeps a layer of a slightly salty fluid over the front of the eyes. This fluid, tears, is produced in lacrimal glands, or tear glands, which are located under the outer part of the upper eyelid and is collected and drained through tiny canals within the upper and lower lids near the nose. The tears eventually flow into the nasal passages and are swallowed. The eyelashes act as a protective screen that keeps particles out of the eye. The eyebrows and protruding edges of the facial bones form a protective wall around the eye. The surface of the eyeball consists of three basic layers; the sclera, the middle layer, and the retina. The sclera is the outer layer of the eyeball. At the front of the eye, the sclera becomes the clear and transparent cornea, through which light enters. The middle layer has three parts; the choroids, the ciliary muscle, and the iris. The choroids contain most of the blood vessels that...
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... too. Just like the pigs that were in the stables just to the side of me, while I was working in the fields. Smelling mephitic and contaminated. Gosh. The smell. But the thing was still chasing me. And it was getting closer…and closer…. I woke up, cold sweat dripping down my back, feeling like raindrops. I was still in her bed, sleeping beside Mama, still in cotton sheets that people like us had made many years ago. I was a cotton slave along with my mama, Deena Williams. Life was tough, but we could take it. After all, that was just life in Jackson, Mississippi. It was 1860, for goodness...
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...This study will compare data from sports injuries and see the comparisons between those sports injuries and those in football. The major injuries are concussions, ligament tears, and serious bone fractures which greatly affect all major athletes. Even knowing these serious injuries can and do occur, this researcher believes that professional athletes should take the risk if they are passionate about the sport they play. According to The American Journal of Sports Medicine there are many different injuries caused from playing football. A big percentage of severe injuries were caused by foul play. (46%) of injuries were caused by contact and 54% involved no body contact. Trauma was caused of (81.5%) of the injuries. Joint sprains predominated...
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...believe we can. I happen to figure that out on a softball field, and have been able to apply it to every other situation in my life, and has succeed since then It is something that everyone and anyone can do, the problem most will have is changing their ways. Once thinking and doing something your whole life it becomes very hard to change the way you live. But once making this decision, your whole life will change. My coach told me one more run, and we will win the game! We can move onto finals! And that all I had to do was hit the ball, that I could do it. I believed him. I heard the crowd cheering me on, I’ve never heard so much cheering before. I took a breath, slow and deep, and took in the moment. It was the middle of summer, I was out of breath, the air was dry, and the sun beaming down on us. As I looked around, I could see the exhaustion in both teams faces. The sweat dripping down our faces; while both teams wanted to win, the look in our faces also said I can’t wait for this to be over. Both coaches chanted to their teams, pushing us through the last few minutes of the game. While you could see the exhaustion in our faces, the inspiring words our coaches were yelling to us, gave us all hope. You could see the coaches words being processed in our faces, and the second gust of energy came in. The other team took their “ready” position on the field, while our runners got into place. A calm came over the field, and the stands of fans grew quiet as everyone took one last...
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...and the other team was starting to get nervous. Their goalie punted the ball down the middle of the field and a girl from the other team ran onto it. I was playing defense so I went to get the ball from her, I missed and our legs collided. She was knocked to the ground. As I was turning around to prepare for the free kick they had received,...
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...McKenzie Nettie Farris W130 September 8, 2014 Fort Jackson “Miss Kenzie...” Corey’s mom Kelly spoke gently as she glided through the bedroom doorway letting the light from the hall creep in. “Wake up, it’s that time.” Wondering how I even managed to kill off the eager thoughts racing through my head long enough fall asleep, I stumble out of bed and into the bathroom. I dressed myself the night before, knowing all I had to do was get in the car and go. Halfway dragging myself down the hall, I am welcomed by the slobbery faces of 2 boxers’ pouncing and falling everywhere fighting for a chance to say good morning. I massage my fingers through their course hair and kiss them goodbye on the forehead. Just like that we are on the road. Squeezing 2 full size adults as well as myself in a small ford focus is no simple ask. Might I add that 2 of those are females… we pack heavily. The car is cool and the radio is buzzing out country songs preparing us for this haul from Kentucky to South Carolina. Fort Jackson South Carolina to be specific. I wasn’t sure how long we were going to be in the car, nor did I ask. The only thing on my mind was what it was going to be like seeing my boyfriend after what felt like the longest 3 months of my life. He would be graduating from Basic Training in just 2 short days. What should I wear? Did I remember my make up? What if it rains? These thoughts consumed my mind as I blankly stared out the window filled with miles of road. Somehow my gaze...
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...I chose to be a diesel mechanic for my project life. I chose this career for the following reason: I like to be hands on, I like trucks, and I want to be able to help people when their vehicle tears up or breaks down. This career offers many job fields, you can work with tires, you could work on certain types of vehicles, there are so many fields from so many parts, you might even just stock parts. Being a diesel mechanic is a very popular job, which means I can stay local if I chose to. Diesel vehicles are popular which means they are bound to tear up eventually, with that happening it will give me an opportunity to work with/on the vehicles. Diesel mechanics do not have the best salary but it is still decent. The...
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...Katy sat in her room staring hopelessly at a old, silk photo album. As she shed a single tear, she closed the book, trying to escape the painful memory that was her father. Katy had a hard time accepting the fact that he had left her alone that night… He so easily abandoned her, just left her in a field to die. She was only eight… What if she was murdered much like any ounce of love she ever had felt for him. That didn’t matter to him. It never did and it never would. Wiping the tear away from the pinkish scar on her cheek. She sighed acknowledging the horrible fact that to this day, ten years later, her and her father are still the only ones who know the terrors she had faced that night. It all began in the summer of 2011. She had only turned...
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...Innocent. Every time I see, hear, or think about the word, I feel the events of the day I first learned its definition like an ache in an old scar. Physically, I am not injured, but mentally, the trauma can still present itself, even if only as a faint throb. I was three when, upon my inquisition, my grandmother recited, through tears, a basic definition, “It means they didn’t do anything wrong.” Then, I, with my tears already dried, looked back to the television only to see something that would put fresh tears on my face. Moment. This one was unique; never had so many people wanted to just live peacefully while also wanting to do exceptionally more than that. Personally, I only wanted my two favorite buildings back. The two towers made the infamous skyline so recognizable that even I, at the tender age of two, had it memorized. In my young mind, the skyline represented the distant home that in actuality was just a string of smaller towns located near Poughkeepsie, NY. On the other hand, in the extremely small town of Andalusia Al, my grandmother’s house, covered in pictures of our...
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...Many people would say I am passionate about many different things. For instance, my favorite tv show NCIS or playing the piano but most would say I am passionate about soccer. Playing soccer is something I grew up playing and would love to play in college. My dad got me started in playing when I was four years old. People say that I am mean or do not care about others on the field but that is just the way I play. There are different things that I would tell one why I am passionate about soccer but only three things stand out in my mind and they are the love of the game, the friendships, and accomplishments. Games can be played where people just enjoy them or where they love the game. Playing a sport can bring joy to a person when they are...
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...One thing that continued throughout history from the Trail of Tears was the attempt at land possession. The Native Americans were very worried that the United States would infringe upon their agreements and takeover their promised lands. According to Perdue and Green, various reasons accounted for Indian complaints, including the states that pushed for the intrusion of Indian lands and the defense against Indian retaliation to protect their homes. Georgia encourages their citizens to invade and inhabit the Native lands. This caused much controversy. These encouragements directly contravened the treaties that promised the rights to the land to the Natives (Perdue 24). One example of Indian-American conflict in Georgia was the infringement...
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