...Specific Purpose: Introduction Today I am going to be sharing with you three items that represent my past, present and future. My past, present and future differ because over the years my interests and life has changed, but not in every single way. 1. This is Pinky. (Holding Pinky and a Bible.) A. Pinky represents my past. 1. Pinky has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. My mom gave her to me when I was a small child. She gave me comfort when I was small. I slept with her every night for several years and she helped me to not be afraid of the dark. 2. This is a very complicated puzzle with many pieces that look like they would fit together, but in reality all the pieces of the puzzle only fit with a few other pieces. A. This puzzle represents my present. (Show puzzle while still holding Bible.) 1. My life is complicated. I have many different passions and I am trying to figure out what passion fits best with me and my life in order for me to be able to love what I do with my future. 3. This is a picture of me playing guitar and singing. A. This picture of myself represents my future. (Show picture while still holding the Bible.) Though I cannot predict the future, I hope to be a professional musician one day.) 1. I have dreamed of being a professional musician ever since I was young. I have worked hard at improving my skills and I do not plan to stop until I succeed. Conclusion All in all my life has...
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...Pinky (Chapter five) The love that me and you shared expired So there will be no renewing our contracts, no, no And I ain't got nothing since I've been hired So I can't take you back, oh And I done gave love and got no commission (Not even a little) So give me one reason why I should stay here (Why I should stay) I thought compared to all the other guys you were different But I cried the same old tears And baby, baby I can't take it, I can't do it, no This is my two week notice I resign my position 'cause you ain't treating me right Pulling up to the Peabody Hotel my heart was heavy but my mind was made up Fantasia was singing Two Week Notice and I swear she was signing the soundtrack of my love life. I'm pass tired of being Blue’s best kept...
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...into a self-taught entrepreneur. Through his life as a driver for a corrupt wealthy man, the obstacles and people he meets changes his morals from honesty to corruption, as well as his servant life to a wealthy entrepreneur. Balram Halwai was born into a poor village and at the bottom of the caste system in India. His last name, “Halwai”, simply meant “sweet-maker”. This meant that “making sweets and tea”(Adiga 53) is in Balram’s blood. As a child, Balram’s education is known to be “half-baked”. The teachers are corrupt and education is very poor. This is why Balram boasts about how he is a “self-taught entrepreneur”(Adiga 4). Tired from working at a teashop, Balram decides to become a driver. Luckily, he gets hired by Mr. Ashok and his family. Working as the servant and driver for Mr. Ashok became Balram’s first step into his corruption and wealth. The experiences and observations he faced in Delhi, a city filled with wealth and corruption, showed him how “people are bad”(Adiga 103). When Balram was almost framed for Pinky Madam’s fatal accident of the child, Balram learns that the judges and court system are corrupt because of the fact that “they take their bribe, they ignore the discrepancies in the case” (Adiga 145). This event also connects with Memmi’s article on “Racism and Oppression”, which he states, “by means of racism, the victim is blamed for the real or imaginary crimes of the racist” (Memmi 29). Because of Pinky Madam’s prejudice, the masters believe...
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...to the Premier of China, who will soon be visiting India. Balram is an Indian man from an impoverished background, born in the village of Laxmangarh. Early on, he describes his basic story: he transcended his humble beginnings to become a successful entrepreneur in Bangalore, largely through the murder Mr. Ashok, who had been his employer. Balram also makes clear that because of the murder, it is likely that his own family has been massacred in retribution. In Laxmangarh, Balram was raised in a large, poor family from the Halwai caste, a caste that indicates sweet-makers. The village is dominated and oppressed by the “Four Animals,” four landlords known as the Wild Boar, the Stork, the Buffalo, and the Raven. Balram's father is a struggling rickshaw driver, and his mother died when he is young. The alpha figure of his family was his pushy grandmother, Kusum. Balram was initially referred to simply as “Munna,” meaning “boy," since his family had not bothered to name him. He did not have another name until his schoolteacher dubbed him Balram. The boy proved himself intelligent and talented, and was praised one day as a rare “White Tiger” by a visiting school inspector. Unfortunately, Balram was removed from school after only a few years, to work in a tea shop with his brother, Kishan. There, he furthered his education by eavesdropping on the conversations of shop customers. Balram feels that there are two Indias: the impoverished “Darkness” of the rural inner continent, and the...
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...Committed As Grandma lay in the newly delivered hospital bed, Jessica sat to her right in the big comfy arm chair. I sat to the left of her in an old wooden kitchen chair with barely any cushion at all. “It’s funny how time changes things,” Jessica said as she rubbed Grandma’s hand. “I can remember when my mom was in the hospital, Grandma would sit there for hours holding her hand. Telling her to wake up.” By now tears where rolling down both our faces. Jessica looked up at me with the biggest brown eyes; I used to have to turn away from those eyes when I tried to correct her as a little girl. Jessica is thirteen years younger than me and I used to baby sit her and her little brother. “You know, Kristie, I can remember when you used to keep Bryan and me,” she said as I swabbed the moist sponge over Grandma’s lips again. “You used to read stories to us and point to the words with your long skinny fingers. Now looking at Grandma’s hands and comparing them to yours, you have her hands.” “I know, Jessica,” was all I could say as we started pulling back Grandma’s covers to see if her diaper needed to be changed. “Funny how, I can’t ever remember Grandma changing a diaper,” I said as I turned to look at Jessica. We both had that look of trying to remember ever seeing that image. “I do remember her always singing…Stinky, Stinky, use your pinky,” I sang out. We both started giggling, and noticed Grandma’s feet were moving. Excitedly we removed the covers off her feet...
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...vehicle in Iraq after and IED explosion. Simms tells that while he and his friend Lance Cpl. Timothy Creager were driving their vehicle, something went terribly wrong. An IED exploded killing Creager and seriously injuring Simms. His hands, his face, and his head caught fire. Desperately trying to get out of the vehicle, his leg was hit by three bullets. After fellow Marines put out the flames, Simms was put on his platoon leader’s vehicle where he was then taken to a medical center. However,...
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...are trademarks of Simon & Schuster, Inc. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Adiga, Aravind. The white tiger: a novel / Aravind Adiga. p. cm. 1. Chauffeurs—India—Bangalore—Fiction. 2. Poor—India— Bangalore—Fiction. 3. Ambition—Fiction. 4. Business people— India—Bangalore—Fiction. 5. Bangalore (India)—Fiction. I. Title. PR9619.4.A35W47 2008 2007045527 823'.92—dc22 ISBN-13: 978-1-4165-6273-3 ISBN-10: 1-4165-6273-7 Visit us on the World Wide Web: http://www.SimonSays.com The First Night For the Desk of: His Excellency Wen Jiabao The Premier's Office Beijing Capital of the Freedom-loving Nation of China From the Desk of: "The White Tiger" A Thinking Man And an Entrepreneur Living in the world's center of Technology and Outsourcing Electronics City Phase 1 (just off Hosur Main Road) Bangalore, India Mr. Premier, Sir. Neither you nor I speak English, but there are some things that can be said only in English. My ex-employer the late Mr. Ashok's ex-wife, Pinky Madam, taught me one of these things; and at 11:32 p.m. today, which was about ten minutes ago, when the lady on All India Radio announced, "Premier Jiabao is coming to Bangalore next week," I said that...
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...American Dream I remember when I was younger, on warm weekend nights, cuddled up on the couch with a bowl of buttery popcorn, watching Disney films pondering… what would life be like as a princess? To be constantly surrounded by the magic, to dance with my prince charming in the most magnificent palace with all eyes on me, to be the most beautiful and cherished girl in the whole kingdom. I'm sure nearly every little girl has the dream, but for most people it disappears over time. Not for me. True… it could be considered near impossible, but ever since those memorable nights I have dreamed to work as a Disney character at the resort.Transition needed here between your dream and theirs. Like nearly every person, real or fictional, George and Lennie have a dream. “ O.K. Someday—we're gonna get the jack together and we're gonna have a little house and a couple of acres and' a cow and some pigs and—" "An' live off the fatta the lan'," Lennie shouted” (Steinbeck 14). In John Steinbeck's novel Of Mice and Men George Milton and Lennie Small find themselves traveling together in order to find work. Though some deem (since you used “find” in your last sentence) it strange that two men spend so much time together, George and Lennie compliment each other. George, the smaller yet intelligent one, helps Lennie to function with...
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...makeup go to waste! "I just realized..." What? What did it take you so long to notice? Isn't waiting for it to be mentioned before you notice it just sad?! You're always like this. Am I only worth that much? Cut it out already! Ah, I'm unhappy...unhappy, I said! What exactly am I to you?! Put it into words! Use your voice! Yeah, let me hear your answer You only apologize with an embarrassed face. That kind of adorable magic can't continue. I'll hit you, got it?! I'm not too excited! Your smiling face that you show to everyone... I like that about you, but...Ugh! That you and this you are equally gentle But when you make me sick, it's a jump-knee-kick! Answer me! Am I special to you? Between me and those girls, who is more important?! Why can't you ever say it clearly?! Won't you cut it out?! Ah, I'm unhappy...unhappy, I said! What exactly am I to you?! Stay with me! Hold my hand! Hold me for a while! Again with the magic of that bashful, embarrassed face Isn't that the wrong mood?! I'll kick you hard! Ugh!! I'm not too excited! If you hate me, say it If you're just tolerating me, then let's stop I like the you that's always kind so don't show me insincere smiles Ah, I'm anxious...anxious, I said! Do you like me at all...? Say it! Spoil me! Won't you hold me tightly? You're the only magician allowed to use such magic on me Don't let go, because I like you Ah, I'm unhappy...unhappy, I said! What exactly am I to you?! My raised hand...
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...Hamlet looked upon the frail boyish body of Candide and tried to force a laugh, but couldn’t, the decision started to weigh upon his shoulders and slowly then all at once Hamlet felt as though he could not handle this task at hand. “I must do this”, Hamlet thought to himself, “it's the only, it's the only way”, the world began to turn sideways in the eyes of Hamlet, or was it that Hamlet was sideways himself. “I shall not let some fool like this Candide be accepted rather than I…. I must do this”, Hamlet finished this last sentence right before falling alongside Candide in the jagged ground. “These actions of you pesky humans have affirmed the feelings I have for these orders. You surely will not get in my way. I will observe how you will try...
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...weighs in on an “Ask Taylor” advice article. I will be reviewing each chapter of the book as a whole instead of each individual story. Every story has a different setting, different character, and different four legged angel. Chapter one has nine stories of love and loyalty. Our pets don’t discriminate or judge us on how we look or who we are, they just love us. This chapter embodies...
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...“War Is Swell ...when the Marx Brothers are in it. They'll be out of the trenches by Christmas...if the food doesn't improve” Duck Soup is a story about a small state in financial chaos, the current presadent gets replaced by crazy Rufus, at the same time a neighboring state sends their most incompatent spies, Chicolini, and Pinky to infultrate, and obtain clasivied information, creating utter chaos. I just want to say that in my opionon this the the greatest film the Marx Brothers ever made, being let loosing attacking every and all institions of corupted goverment and war, exposing all withought mersey or fear. It does this so well that he movie itself almost appears to be about something. Sure this movie gets touchy, and a bit racy at times...
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...Nine- thirty P.M. Circe’s cousin pulls up in a jet black hummer, and gosh, I have never seen such a beautiful car. Out steps a familiar face. “Shut UP!” Blake yells repeated smacking me. I turn around and so does everyone else. “Oh my god it-” Claire begins, “Crank That Frank!” Ana yells. “Circe why have you never told us this important information!” Claire yells at him. “Well, you never asked.” He says laughing. “Well, are you guys coming or not?” He asks opening the door for us. “Heck-to-the-yeah!” Blake says climbing to the back seat. Claire climbs in after her, followed by Ana. I stand there. For some reason, my feet won’t move. A feel of despair and terror overwhelms me. Something’s not right, something is going to happen….but what? I think to myself. I get these feels and something usually does go wrong, the last time it was my cat dying and the time before that it was my father dying, I remain standing there....
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...age of 13. He had always been on the A/B honor roll, he listened to his parents, and he was brave for a 7th grader. He was quiet and didn't have many friends. He had a loving mother, a father who was, at the time, in the military, and a dog named Buddie, who was pretty much his only friend. Matthew lived in Seattle, Washington, where he went to Inman Elementary School. He was often un-noticed at school because he didn’t like to talk, but he preferred to be unbothered by people. His teachers didn't have anything against Matthew, all of them except for Mrs. Payton, his science teacher. Matt never understood why she didn't like him, but he disregarded it with hope that she'll change her mind about him. The morning Matthew's mother had declared that they were moving, he was upset about it. He had lived in the same house his entire life. Eventually, he settled down and started packing. A week later, they were fully un-loaded at their new home. It was a nice house for the most part, but there was something about the house that Matthew found odd. Perhaps the 2 foot tall door in the basement that led to the backyard. Buddie always barked at it around 10:00 pm. Also, it could've been the ring...
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...From the time I can remember, my Dad and Grandpa always went golfing. My opinion of golf was that it is an old man’s sport because all of the people I know who were passionate about the sport were old men. In my opinion I thought golf was pointless, and it didn’t make sense. I hated golf, but it was always on the TV in my house. So, sometimes, I had no choice but to watch since the other TVs were in use by other members of my family watching things I was even less interested in than golf. As the years passed, and the more I watched golf on TV with my dad, the more I became interested in the sport. Because of my growing passion for golfing, I was thrilled this past summer while I was sitting on the beach working on my tan when all of a...
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