...people, his parents included, why I loved him. That evening was a celebration of the life of my boyfriend, Parker. He had died in a swimming accident that summer, trying to save the life of a friend. A deep breath in, a deep breath out, and I began to speak, seeing his mother’s tearstained face in the patches of my vision unclouded by the lights. I concentrated my thoughts and words on the qualities he had in abundance: his energy, his generosity, his good humor, his talent, and his passion for life. I felt a desperate need to express myself to all the people gathered to remember him, to remind them of him. But I left out so much. The words I spoke were light, reminding everyone of his humor, making them laugh quietly through their tears. I didn’t speak of the two days in which I had waited, with bated breath and breaking heart, to know whether he lived or died. A chance meeting with a member of his church had informed me of only the slightest details of the accident. Being half a world away, with his family in the process of moving, I was left scrambling to contact anyone who could tell me what happened. I needed to hear something, anything, to dispel the nameless fears running through my mind. How was I to describe those hours of waiting to that audience? Of sitting in a darkened room with his best friend, alternately sobbing and seeking to comfort? Those words, had I found them, would not have been suitable for my speech, and so they were not spoken. The criteria...
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...September 24, 2012 Trisha McAloon Refining Solutions Paper The original issue that I have been dealing with is that my 6 year old daughter is in the first grade and begins to cry when I drop her off at school. My initial solution was to sit with my daughter through her breakfast and leave when I was able to drop her off with her teacher. After working through this solution several times, I realized that it was not only still an issue it was becoming a bigger issue. So I would have to change up my solution and find something that worked better. The issue: How should I handle a crying child at school? Solutions: 1.Stay with her until she finishes breakfast and leave her with her teacher. 2. Stay with her until she finishes breakfast and leaver her in the breakfast area with her friends. 3. Walk her to the door in the morning and say goodbye and leave whether she is crying or not. My daughter Laney began her school year with a huge smile on her face and enjoyed each day, shortly after the school year started she began crying when she was dropped off at school. Feeling that there was something more going on I was determined to find out what was causing this issue for my child. I determined that this was an issue because she enjoys school and talked of her teacher and friends fondly so I had to wonder what would cause her to cry. I observed her with her teacher and determined that she is possible a little rougher that her previous year and Laney may just not be adjusting...
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...Write a story based on the following: “It’s probably too late but at least we can try.’’ “We’ve made a horrible mistake. We must somehow apologise to her. I cannot believe we did such a terrible thing, “Rita sobbed uncontrollably. “You’re right Rita. It’s probably too late but at least we can try. We’ve been so cruel and unfriendly towards her. We must make amends,“ I said in a disheartened tone. Susana Woodstone had just been transferred to our class and she soon became the teacher’s favourite. She was unequivocally elected as the class captain for she was regular in class, always did her homeworks and always had a hand in the class’s progress. However, before her arrival, we were the teacher’s favourite. Having snatched this much-desired position from us, we obviously nurtured evil feelings towards her. Gradually, with her getting all the attention from our friends and teachers, these evil feelings completely invaded our minds. Rita, Josh and I could no longer bear her looming presence in class as we felt neglected by the teachers. With all these wicked thoughts for her lingering...
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...humans the only species to shed tears of sorrow and joy? Tears are less important when you are alone because there is no one to witness them’ When it came to solving the riddle of the peacock's tail, Charles Darwin's powers of evolutionary deduction were second to none – the more extravagant their feathered displays, he reasoned, the greater their chances of attracting a peahen. But when he tried to account for the human propensity to weep, Darwin found himself at a loss. "We must look at weeping as an incidental result, as purposeless as the secretion of tears from a blow outside the eye," he wrote in 1872. In this Darwin was almost certainly wrong. In recent decades, scientists have offered several accounts of how the capacity for tears may have given early hominids an adaptive advantage. These range from the aquatic ape theory, according to which tears were an adaptation to saltwater living, to the notion that by blurring our vision tears may serve as a "white flag" to potential aggressors – a signal that the crier is incapable of harm. Then there are the straightforward biological theories, such as the claim that tears evolved to keep the eye moist and free of harmful bacteria. But perhaps the theory enjoying the widest currency at the moment is the notion that tears are a form of social signalling that evolved from mammalian distress calls – a clear visual signal in other words that someone is in pain or danger and needs help. "Tears are highly symbolic," says Ad Vingerhoets...
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...Wk 1 Assignment: Journal Entry July 8, 1809 It is hot here in Louisiana. I do not want to be here. I do not want to be on this big piece of land, the white man who bought me calls a plantation. I am only 12 years old and my name is Leena. I am from a small village in Nigeria. My older brother and I were sold to this man who brought us on a boat here. He bought us from another tribe who had raided our village and kidnapped us. The man on the boat was mean and cruel. We did not eat but once a day for the whole trip. It was very meager food, a piece of bread and stale water. It seemed like an eternity, being tossed back and forth. There was no way for us to brace ourselves from being tossed violently because we were chained together and attached to the wall of the ship. There were others on the ship with us, chained to us. A number of young girls like myself, young boys, and older boys with big broad shoulders and strong looking features. We had no idea where we were going or why. I cried and cried. My brother was there to comfort me somewhat. He, himself, had no idea what was going on. We sang to keep our minds together. We arrived here on land, and we were corralled into a room, still chained together. The men came in and started looking at us all up and down. Some men even grabbed at my arms and such and squeezed. They felt on me the way you would a horse or pig, to make sure they are good quality. They were told the auction was about to start. One by one, we were...
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...several memorable events, lived through the good, and survived unpleasant times. Everyone has experienced both expected and unforeseen events that have made profound impacts on them. On April 19, 2013, I underwent the most profound imprint of my life, giving birth to my daughter, Sydney Lillian Diggs. I remember the day I found out I was pregnant. It was one of the happiest and scariest days of my life due to a previous miscarriage just a few months before. I took two home pregnancy tests, then another at my doctor’s office to make sure I was not dreaming. The doctor confirmed I was pregnant! My fiancé and I listened to the baby's heart beating. It was the most absolutely amazing experience. My emotions went from laughter to crying tears of joy. A few weeks later we went for the ultrasound. We were on our wonderful journey to become parents. I had my delivery plan all mapped out. Since my fiancé works two hours away, I had contingency hospital plan. My sister who lives a mile from me, was my back up plan. In addition, I have a close friend Akilah that lives two blocks away has a flexible schedule during the day. All of Sydney's clothes and bedding were washed and organized. My bags were packed. I anxiously waited for the big day anticipating everything was under control. On April 18 2013, my fiancé was at work. I started having contractions, but they were not close, they were about 20 minutes apart. I called my fiancé, as well as my sister, to advise them...
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...A Wish and A Dream May 8, 2012 at 7:30am Whenever I make wishes there always the same, And there always in your name. Today I wished that I had one last day, To hear your voice, even if I don’t know what to say. It’s been 2 years since you died and I can’t recall your face, I can’t remember your loving embrace. Whenever I close my eyes the flash backs hit me like a bad dream. The sound of the phone ringing, the crying on the other line, it was extreme. I recall my cousin’s voice, mumbling the words, I couldn’t fight the tears streaming down my cheek. The drive to the hospital felt like hours, My whole body felt numb and weak. I close my eyes, and I can still see, My loved ones surrounding me. I’m pacing back and forth through the halls, Crying in bathroom stalls. My mind about to make the toughest choice, But I feel like I have no voice. I can still hear the sound of your last breathe, The painful sound of death. The rise and fall of your chest, Wishing god would put you to rest. I did not let you go alone; I was with you till the end. And for that my heart can never mend. And just when I thought you had gone, you’d gasp for air. I held your hand, I told you I loved you, and I sat in that chair. When it was all over, I ran to brother’s side, I just wanted to curl up and hide. Last night I dreamed of the night you died, I jerked awake so fast and cried. I held my head in shame, Feeling like I was to blame. Every time I walk...
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...The Iron cause: By Taylor dicker Introduction: Orathion Orathion had been working against the odds since the very day he was born. For he was the result of an affair between a common Tavern wrench and a high king, anyone in these circumstances cannot expect any less than a swift cut of a sword BY THE king SEEKING TO SAVE THE POSSIBLE STIGMA FROM HIS NAME. But orathion’s mother was lucky enough to smuggle him out before detection. For the first 15 years Orathion’s existence was unknown to king fragone bohinn, but that was all changed THE DAY THE REBELLION BROKE OUT. Chapter 1: The merchant’s boy “Quickly we must move my son before the first lights of day” said Anne cirend. The two men in the brown, troy and carter, were merchants traveling through willinton on the day Anne gave birth. Once word got around town of the birth Anne knew it would only be a matter of time before king fragone found out. And she knew full and well what the consequences were for being an illegitimate child of king fragone was. For she was not the first to be impregnated by him, the other women’s children and eventually the women were killed. The bodies were found in the ditches on the outer parts of the town, children no older than 2 years of age slaughtered without a hope of survival.” Do not worry we will take him” said troy. “Oh gods be good bless you both, but you must hurry its likely his kingship’s men are already on the way” said Anne. “Then I guess this is Farwell mi lady”. Troy grabbed Orathion...
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...SCORE PALAYAN CITY NATIONAL HIGH SCHOOL Atate, Palayan City FIRST PERIODICAL EXAMINATION IN ENGLISH IV Name: _______________________________________________Year & Section: ___________________ I. LISTENING. Listen carefully and fill in the blanks with the correct words from the poem “The Book”. I went to the 1.___________to look Then my throat went dry, I was so thirsty. Not for a football mag or a cookbook; I needed a coolant, I was so angry. But for a laughter booster storybook. How stupid I was, I forgot my 3. _________! I found one about a 2._________in a brook So I rushed back 4. _____and took my money; That hoots to woo a foolish rook. Then back to the store, I looked like crazy. By hook or by crook, I had to buy the book! But I got the book and now I’m 5. _________. II. READING COMPREHENSION. Read the selections below and answer the questions that follow. Encircle the letter of the best answer. A milkman became very wealthy through dishonest means. He had to cross a river daily to reach the city where his customers lived. He mixed the water of the river generously with the milk that he sold for a good profit. One day he went around collecting the dues in order to celebrate the wedding of his son. With the large amount thus collected he purchased plenty of rich clothes and glittering gold ornaments. But while crossing the river the boat capsized and all his costly purchases were swallowed by the river. The milk...
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...thee, nor count the cost. 2 On the field of battle, 'mid the frenzy of fight, Others have given their lives, without doubt or heed; The place matters not--cypress or laurel or lily white, Scaffold of open plain, combat or martyrdom's plight, 'Tis ever the same, to serve our home and country's need. 3 I die just when I see the dawn break, Through the gloom of night, to herald the day; And if color is lacking my blood thou shalt take, Pour'd out at need for thy dear sake, To dye with its crimson the waking ray. 4 My dreams, when life first opened to me, My dreams, when the hopes of youth beat high, Were to see thy lov'd face, O gem of the Orient sea, From gloom and grief, from care and sorrow free; No blush on thy brow, no tear in thine eye 5 Dream of my life, my living and burning desire, All hail! cries the soul that is now to take flight; All hail! And sweet it is for thee to expire; To die for thy sake, that thou mayst aspire; And sleep in thy bosom eternity's long night. If over my grave some day thou seest grow, In the grassy sod, a humble flower, Draw it to thy lips and kiss my soul so, While I may feel on my brow in the cold tomb below The touch of thy tenderness, thy breath's warm power. Let the moon beam over me soft and serene, Let the dawn shed over me its radiant flashes, Let the wind with sad lament over me keen; And if on my cross a bird should be seen, Let it trill there its hymn of peace to my ashes. Let the sun draw the vapors...
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...Chief Seattle’s speech to Isaac Stevens explores many facets of figurative language and wisdom that come together in a beautiful, yet sorrowful, statement of the emotions of an entire people. The most prominent tool employed by Seattle is pathos, particularly drawing pity from the listener by expounding upon the centuries of woe experienced by the native Americans. Halfway through the oration, Seattle shifts the focus towards the dead, and uses references to his race’s ancestry as a method of emphasizing the impact of everyone’s life and history on the future. The appeal to emotion in the oration begins almost immediately. Seattle appeals that “Yonder sky has wept tears of compassion on my people for centuries.” This statement digs deep into the hardships that th Native Americans faced upon the white man’s continuum of manifest destiny. Personification is also heavily employed to touch the listener’s hearts; phrases such as “weeping clouds” and describing his people as “scattering trees of a storm-swept plain” emphasize the suppression of his people, ravaged and demoralized by the intrusive Americans. Creating even more empathy for his cause, Seattle tells us of the times of glory experienced by the native Americans, which starkly contrast the woeful situation of modern-day native Americans. Seattle uses spiritual parallels of two different Gods to show how the white man has justified their actions through a system designed to justify their actions. The listener can feel...
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...In my English course at Gogebic Community College I have been asked to write a non-fictional essay. The topic of the essay was left somewhat up to me, but it was outlined that I was to write about a major life experience; something that had helped form and contour the morals and ethics of the person I have become today. This is not the first time I have been assigned or asked to write about my life, particularly a “life-changing” experience, although this is the longest narrative piece of work I’ve ever had to write. So, if you find that I have skewed off topic a bit, this could very well be the reason for such actions! Well, my name is April Ann Harris. I am a single mother of three children, two boys ages 7 and 8, and a beautiful little girl who just reached a big 19months of age. I am 28 years old and have been attending a local community college by the name of Gogebic Community College for about two years now. I am studying the Registered Nurses Program at college, along with that comes many classes that I would rather not have to take but have no choice but to take the course and try my best! I’m currently engaged to the man of my dreams, Benjamin Dimmer. He is everything I ever wanted out of a man and more, all of my dreams will be followed through within time…I often find myself talking of one certain subject with my significant other, which is my dad’s car accident, something I’m not sure I will ever accept or even get over it as some may say. As I sit here...
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...My losing brother I was only six years old when it happened, but I remember it like it was yesterday. It was early one summer's morning. Daddy came into our bedroom without a sound and sat down at the edge of my bed. He didn't look like Daddy at all. He looked so small and scrunched up, like a crumpled piece of paper. For a long time my two older sisters and I sat there in our pyjamas, nervously looking at each other and waiting in silence for him to speak. Finally, in a strange strangled whisper, he told us that my brother, my sweet little Sam, had died last night in his sleep The sounds of screaming filled the room. But I...I just froze. I didn't cry. I couldn't cry. No! A voice screamed inside my head. Sam! Sam! You wouldn't leave me! You wouldn't! Above the cries I could hear Daddy telling us that Sam had gone to a better place where he wasn't sick anymore; he was happy there. But I refused to believe him. Sam was happy here with me! He loved me and I loved him. I knew it was all a horrible dream. I would wake up soon and run straight to Sam. I would see him lying in his bed and I would hold his hand and kiss his cheeks and love him forever. Even though Sam was only four, almost two years younger than me, and even though he had a disease called Tay Sachs and couldn't speak or laugh or play, he was my very best friend in the whole world. Every day while he lay in bed I would sit with him for hours, stroking his soft cheeks and singing him songs. Daddy said he was like...
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...children wants a cracker. When the box turns up empty he begins to cry. At this moment, our insides curdle. We become annoyed, worried, tired, exasperated. We try to stop him from crying. Our tactics might be to soothe him, to try to talk him into a cracker substitute, to point out his mistake in wanting crackers before dinner, or to scold him when he doesn’t stop crying over something so silly. We want the crying to stop so the hurt will go away. If we watch closely, though, we may notice that the hurt doesn’t always go away when the crying stops. A child may quiet down, but often he’ll still feel upset. He will droop and refuse to look at anyone. Or he might become angry toward the people he loves. An incident that begins with tears about a small thing, perhaps a broken truck or a torn homework paper, can turn into a long period of...
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...1. delprøve - Engelsk B Opgave A 1. Its high time to deal with the problem. - It´s high time to deal with the problem. 2. Smoking has became less acceptably in society. - Smoking has become less acceptable in society. 3. You cant be too careful when you travel abroad this days. - You cannot be too careful when you travel abroad these days. 4. They shaked their head when they heard the news. - They shake their heads when they heard the news. 5. They gone to see the latest Harry Potter film, but it was very disappointment. - They went to see the latest Harry Potter film, but it was very disappointing. 6. All the islanders greets us very enthusiastic. - All the islanders greet us very enthusiastically. 7. This is the building there has a monument at the front. - This is the building that has a monument in the front. 8. The baby cry constantly and will not be comfortet. - The baby cries constantly and will not be comforted. 9. Who’s side are you on? - Who is the side are you on? 10. Northern Lights is a popular book who where written by Philip Pullman. - Northern Lights is a popular book that was written by Philip Pullman. Opgave B 11. He asked me if I could come. (om) 12. It rains a lot because the temperatures are rising globally. (fordi) 13. If you do your homework, you are sure to get good grades. (hvis) 14. We used to watch TV while my brother was cleaning the house. (mens) 15. My uncle hates spending...
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