...The Reoccurring Theme Of Death Abhi Jain 4th hour Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, written by Jonathan Foer, portrays the struggles of a blossoming boy dealing with his father’s death, a victim of the cataclysmal attacks on September 11th, 2001. To readers this may seem like a novel about the September 11th attacks. However Foer does a meritorious job with the novel, depicting the emotion and confusion going on in nine-year-old Oskar Schell head. Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close is a wonderful example of a novel that deals with the many facets of life after a tragic event. Death is a major reoccurring them in the novel, perceptible not only in Oskar’s loss of his father, but also in his grandparents’ loss of Anna. To anyone, loosing a loved one is a tragic event in someone’s life. Imagine what nine-year-old Oskar is going through when loosing his father, role model, and best friend for no reason. Oskar dynamic emotional changes began to affect the love ones around him. Oskar becomes more violent at home by throwing tantrums, yelling at his mother, and frequently giving he bruises. To cope with his loss, Oskar keeps his mind constantly “inventing,” and embarks on a hunt to find the mystery lock to which his father’s key belongs. When Oskar finally found the lock, he is confused and distraught that there is no longer a way to connect with his father, “But I still couldn't figure out what it all meant. The more I found out, the less I understood.” This quote shows...
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...How I spent my school vacation How I spent my school vacation??? First of all, I have to say I hate the word spent. It is like I wasted my time, like I used up my vacation. Everyone LOVES their summer vacation. Who doesn’t? Because after a longggg time of coming to school every day, doing homework and facing terrible tests, we all need a break. After a long time of studying for my end of term semester exams, I was in desperate need of a good, long break. So when our holidays came around, I was so excited and relived. Holidays generally mean, waking up late, playing with friends and relatives, going places, eating lots of food and watching a lot of cartoons on TV. That was the way it was for me… but in addition to that we went a on a trip too. My father had his vacation that same month and our whole family was over-joyed. We decided to spend the month in Kandy at one of our relatives’ house. It was the most AWESOME Vacation we ever had. Their house was soooo beautiful and their garden, like a paradise. The house was small, but that was another reason why it was fun, because I had to share rooms with the son at that house who was the same age as me. We were so mischievous and were up to all kinds of fun. At nights after our parents had told us to go to sleep, we would secretly play video games or fighting games, or pillow fights, or act like we are camping until the late hours. His name was Mustafa. Anyways together Mustafa and I went on bike rides and helped his mother in...
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...And just like them old stars I see that you've come so far To be right where you are How old is your soul? I won't give up on us Even if the skies get rough I'm giving you all my love I'm still looking up And when you're needing your space To do some navigating I'll be here patiently waiting To see what you find 'Cause even the stars they burn Some even fall to the earth We've got a lot to learn God knows we're worth it No: I won't give up I don't wanna be someone who walks away so easily I'm here to stay and make the difference that I can make Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use The tools and gifts we got, yeah, we got a lot at stake And in the end, you're still my friend at least we did intend For us to work we didn't break, we didn't burn We had to learn how to bend without the world caving in I had to learn what I've got, and what I'm not, and who I am I won't give up on us Even if the skies get rough I'm giving you all my love I'm still looking up, still looking up. I won't give up on us (no I'm not giving up) God knows I'm tough enough (I am tough, I am loved) We've got a lot to learn (we're alive, we are loved) God knows we're worth it (and we're worth it) I won't give up on us Even if the skies get rough I'm giving you all my love I'm still looking...
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...always light up with gratitude and as he smiled, one could see the coffee stained teeth which seemed as though it was never cleaned and as he passed by, one could get the smell of garbage implying that this man lived and slept on the sidewalks. As he shuffled outside again, all the patrons turned to look at him, regarding him as a disgusting, bothersome fly. My kindness extended to the man as I made it my duty to collect old clothing which the neighbours in my street wished to discard and I would give it to the old man when he came into the store. My fellow co-workers questioned my actions and I would just consider it as a kind deed to an unfortunate human. On several occasions, when the old man came into the shop, I would notice the owner, Mr Job, speaking to him harshly and gesticulating wildly, but I never did question his actions for I thought that Mr Job was plainly scolding the man for always coming into the shop and disturbing the customers. A week later, Mr Job’s father died and two days after the funeral, when everyone resumed work, I was, for some strange reason, quite jumpy and nervous. I was also surprised to see that my friend, the old man, had not been into the coffee shop as yet in order to get his meal....
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...At summer band camp I had a great time. I learned a lot about music, my instrument, and more. This was my second year at band camp and I plan to return to learn more, and stay familiar with my instrument. The band camp was located at scarlet, about a half of an hour drive from my house. I had to wake up at 8:00, get ready, leave at 8:30, and arrive at 8:50-9:00. I usually had 10 minutes to warm up, and than we began. We started by a instructor explaining their instrument, how they warm up, and some thing about it. After that we spilt up into groups with the instructors, they would help us to play and read music skillfully as well as practice the band piece. Next, we went with other instructors who focussed on helping us read music, for example,...
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...My last summer vacation This summer vacation I went to Helgenæs with my mother, my sister, my mother and my brother. The first day we went up to the train station early to get to Aarhus. The ride on the bus was long and I couldn’t wait for it this year’s summer vacation. The ride at the train was long and I played PSP (Play Station Portable) almost all the time, and the rest of the time I played computer. After about 3 hours at the train we finally got there, Aarhus Hovedbanegård. My mother’s boyfriend, Flemming, waited for us there. Then we drove to Helgenæs in his car, the ride was very, very long and sometimes boring. ZZZZZZZZZZZZ! But then we finally got there after a long ride and I went happy. The rest of the day we were together, enjoying us selves and having fun. I played some computer and I text-messaged with my friend Nicolai. The next day we were walking and enjoying us selves, whilst Flemming were working a lot, we went to Sibirien, and we saw the beautiful nature at Helgenæs. After that we went home and saw some TV. The next day we went off for a walk to climb the hill called Ellemandsbjerget (the highest hill at Helgenæs) but that wasn’t a long climb, because we never went there. Instead of climbing Ellemandsbjerget we went off for another walk around Ellemandsbjerget. The next day we went to Ebeltoft to shop, we didn’t see anything special there, and we went for something to eat. And what did we eat???? Pizza! The classic Italian pizzas like you know it...
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...The Summer that Changed my Life… My name is Dinise I am a loner, I love to read. In the summer time I also enjoy swimming and riding bikes with my cousins. I help out my family I take care of my sisters my older sister Ruthie who is mentally retarded and has other medical problems, she has to have someone watch her 24/7, my younger sister does not like to be alone Raylene is a pre teen and mostly just watches TV and plays with her two best friends that live on the same street as we do. Their names are Brandi and Cristal. I also watch my cousins Oren and Donald every day and clean house for Becky and Mac. I also watch my other cousins Cris (Cristal) and Jerry when their dad goes out of town for his job. (This is most of the time.) Monday Let’s start my story on graduation day not mine. Mine will not be for another year though. Right now I am watching three friend graduate Billy who is going into the Air Force tomorrow and Rick who is going into college but tomorrow he is going to Mexico to visit family there, then go right to college, Jody who is going tomorrow to France and travel till her marriage next June to Billy. This will be the last time we are going be together every time I think about this being our last time to hang out I start to cry. Right now I am sitting next to Billy’s mom and Jody’s mom they’re upset watching this and I am trying really hard not to cry I hate crying in front of people. Billy’s mom is also having a get to gather at their house tonight...
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...was mid-summer, July 23, 2010, and I was more than ready to enjoy my summer with my friends. Emma, my friend since we were in diapers, was having a summer bash in her backyard that day. I was ecstatic! My first summer party as a big kid! I had to get ready within an hour, fix my hair, get my bathing suit, and make sure I had sunscreen. I'm scrambling trying to get things done before we leave, clothes on the floor scattered like wild rats. I'm running faster and faster as every moment passes, then, I fall, hard enough to cause the tectonic plates to shift. My mom rushes in to see if I'm okay, and what the raucous was about. She looked at my face, and her eyes widened as if she saw a ghost. I asked her what was wrong, and she looked at me surprised. I touched my face as she still had the...
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...Vacations are the best time to relax and enjoy and I eagerly wait for my summer vacations every year. Every year my school closes in the middle of the month of May and reopens by the end of June. Annual exams get over and the results are declared. This time I got promoted to class nine from class eight. After the hard labor for the examinations, I wanted some rest and also some refreshment. Hence I put aside my books for a few weeks. Next day morning I went out to play with my friends. It was a very hot and sunny day so we decided to play indoor games. In the evening I asked my father and mother to take me to any of the hill stations because I wanted to beat the heat. My father told me that we cannot go to a hill station because all the hotels and resorts are booked beforehand only. It was too hot, the sun was scorching and the wind was deliberating. Fortunately my uncle had invited my family to Haridwar where he had reached two weeks earlier. Me and my parents reached Haridwar. My uncle, my aunty and my cousins were all very excited to see all of us. They welcomed us with a warm heart. At Haridwar I went to the bank of River Ganga in the morning and it was very pleasant to see hundreds of men and women bathing in the stream of Ganga and then offering prayers in the different temples of its “Ghats”. I requested my uncle to take us to the hilly spots in the vicinity. He was kind enough to take all of us there. The hill sights of Laxmi jhoola, Swargashram and many...
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...When I returned to summer school P.E. this year, I already knew what to expect. I prepared myself two weeks prior. I did squats and lunges because I knew that those activities made me really sore last year. I wanted to start this year off correctly, so I started doing certain exercises so that my body could adapt to those exercises and I wouldn’t be as sore. The first thing we did was run on the track. We had to beat four minutes and a half on the half-mile run or else we would lose fifteen points for non-participation. This was more challenging than last year because last time we started with a slower time, six minutes. Luckily, I made it just in time. A good technique that I remembered from last year to run faster is moving my arms...
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...During my time at Dunlap High School, I participated in two different clubs: Key Club and FCCLA. Both clubs provided me the opportunity to volunteer in different events or school functions, from fundraising to volunteering at the Dunlap Grade School carnivals. The Summer before my senior year, I wanted to find an opportunity to volunteer outside the school environment. I found out about HIRSA through a family friend and volunteered to help with the Special Olympics bowling nights. This was one of my favorite events. I was lucky enough to get to know a lot of kind and talented people. My first year at ICC I was asked to design and submit t-shirt graphics to a company called “One Off Attire” based in the United Kingdom. This was a crucial experience...
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...My summer expectationLærke Emig Bloch Hansen | Engelsk Essay Sønderborg Statsskole 2.J | My summer expectationLærke Emig Bloch Hansen | Engelsk Essay Sønderborg Statsskole 2.J | Summer, Out of all the season's I can think of, there is only one that comes to mind. Summer, the best season of them all. I am that kind of person there have a plan for my summer vacation. I am looking forward to summer in months, and I always have an idea of what a fantastic summer it is going to be. There are many reasons to why I think summer is the best, I mean, with winter, spring, and the fall. They are all great seasons too, but summer blows them all out of the way. The days are getting longer and the nights getting shorter. School is over, so you have the freedom and time, to do anything you want. No more nerve-wrecking testes, homework, or projects. Summer is just the time for fun and relaxing. That is the way I always look at my summer. It was the first day in my summer vacation. I had promised myself, that this summer was going to be crazy. I would do something that no one ever could exceed. My summer would be a whole history of action, activity and excitement, my summer was going to be the one that, everybody would like to hear about. What I did, was I jumped out of.... No wait, more like trying to get up in a slow motion kind of way. Anyway, I was going to have an astonishing day, the first day of ‘Lærkes crazy summer’ could now start. What I did after being...
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...elementary school and middle school in my native country Taiwan, our school systems were based on a schedule that has school throughout most of the calendar year as opposed to having no school in the summer. Most of the time when I began talking to my friends in America about the school system, expressions such as “This is ridiculous!” often came out. However, the term “Year-round schooling” is a misnomer. In fact, we do not attend school “year-round”, we attend approximately the same number of school days per year as traditional schools. Under year-round education programs we attend school for ninety days and go on vacation for thirty days; these vacations usually take places in spring, summer and winter. In this article, I will describe my experiences of attending both year round schools and traditional schools and explore the potential problems associate with both schooling systems as well as the benefits they bring. I received most of my primary and secondary education in Taiwan where we had to go to school year round. When I moved to Maryland in tenth grade, I was surprised that we had almost two and half months of summer vacation every year. During my first year of studying in the United States, I felt exhausted since I was not used to have little or no breaks throughout an academic year. Finally when my first summer vacation in the U.S. came, which I yearned for, I went back to my country for July and August. I had a great time that summer working in a convenience store in...
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...Essay of your Choice A portrait of Julia Child leans precariously on my bedside table competing for space with sticky notes, pennies, and a plastic alarm clock. Julia has been my role model ever since I spent an hour at the Smithsonian American History Museum watching cooking show after cooking show. As she dropped eggs, burnt soufflés, and prepared a whole pig, she never took herself too seriously and with her goofy smile and accompanying laugh. And yet, she was as successful in her field as anyone could ever be. Her passion completely guided her career. She taught me that it does not matter what I choose to do, it only matters that I do it with my whole self; zealously and humorously. Unlike Julia, I do not aspire to be a chef. Brownies out of a box may just be the highlight of my baking career. Something I have been passionate about for my whole life, however, is teaching. The first traces of my excitement came from a summer camp that I founded when I was seven years old. Motivated by too many imperfect summer camp experiences, I established my ideal summer camp, one in which campers could choose their activities, from banana split tutorials to wacky hat-making. So that year it began, with seven five-year-old campers in my backyard. For six consecutive years, I ran my summer camp, each year tweaking and improving from the years before. Chebeague Island, Maine, established a preschool in the spring of 2012, run out of a trailer by a recent college graduate. I volunteered...
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