...------------------------------------------------- SCRIPT Narrator : Once upon a time in a village by the forest, there lived a beautiful little girl with her mother. The little girl was called as Little Red Riding Hood because she always wear a red velvet given to her by her grandmother who lived on the other side of the forest. Red Riding hood lowed her granny very much. One bright morning, a hunter came to the cottage. The hunter knock on the door. Hunter : I am coming straight from your grandma’s cottage. She is not-well and wants to see you at the earliest possible. Red riding hood : Hoo, thank you uncle. I will tell my mom. Hunter : Okay, I have to leave. Bye girl. Red riding hood : Bye uncle. Narrator : Red riding hood immediately rushed to her mother who was preparing a cake. Red riding hood : Mother, the woodcutter told me that grandma has fallen sick. Mother : I’m worried. I think you should leave immediately to meet your dear grandmother. Red riding hood : I can take some cake for her ? Mother : Of course dear. I will pack some cake and a bottle of butter for her. She’s loves them. Narrator : Red riding hood cheered up. Red riding hood : Give me the basket. I’ll walk up to her house as soon as possible. Mother : Give her my love. Red riding hood : Okay mother. Mother : Remember, keep to the path through the woods and don’t ever stop. You will be in danger if you wonder into the forest. Make sure you are back home before dusk. Goodbye. Red riding hood : Bye mother. I will...
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...Losing someone can mean death, the end of a relationship, the failure of a friendship, or even the loss of a pet. When you are unsure if someone will come back in your life, it can be hard and frustrating. Have you had someone walk out of your life and leave you unsure if they were coming back? Has someone ever left this earth for good and went home to the Lord, leaving you to sit and wonder how and when you will see them again? A period of loss was something different for me. It changed me emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. Ever since I was eight years old my grandfather had been sick he had been in and out of the hospital. Once he lived at home in a hospital bed. He couldn’t go to the bathroom by his self and he couldn’t feed his self. So of course my grandmother had to do everything for him. The last time he went to the hospital, the nurses had asked my grandmother would she like to put him in a nursing home. When my grandfather was in and out of the hospital he said to me “Pumpkin Grandfather will be leaving soon to go home with the Lord.”...
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...Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved by every one who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child. Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else. So she was always called Little Red Riding Hood. One day her mother said to her, "Come, Little Red Riding Hood, here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take them to your grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good. Set out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk nicely and quietly and do not run off the path, or you may fall and break the bottle, and then your grandmother will get nothing. And when you go into her room, don't forget to say, good-morning, and don't peep into every corner before you do it." I will take great care, said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother, and gave her hand on it. The...
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...her to take a basket of fresh fruit and mineral water to her grandmother's house--not because this was women’s work, mind you, but because the deed was generous and helped create a feeling of community. Furthermore, her grandmother was not sick, but rather was in full physical and mental health and was fully capable of taking care of herself as a mature adult. So Red Riding Hood set off with her basket through the woods. Many people believed that the forest was a threatening and dangerous place and never set foot in it. Red Riding Hood, however, was confident enough in her own growing sexuality and such obvious Freudian imagery did not intimidate her. On the way to Grandma's house, Red Riding Hood was accosted by a wolf who asked her what was in her basket. She replied, "Some healthy snacks for my grandmother, who is certainly capable of taking care of herself as a mature adult." The wolf said, "You know, my dear, it isn't safe for a little girl to walk through these woods alone." Red Riding Hood said, "I find your sexist remark offensive in the extreme, but I will ignore it because of your traditional status as an outcast from society, the stress of which has caused you to develop your own, entirely valid, worldview. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be on my way." Red Riding Hood walked on along the main path. But, because his status outside society had freed him from unoriginal adherence to linear, Western-style thought, the wolf knew a quicker route to Grandma's house. He...
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...And this, dear reader, was no easy task. Although loved and cherished by her mother, Stargon’s lessons were very rigorous for little four-year-old Emi. She was expected to wake up at the dawn of light and her lessons wouldn’t find end until dusk. Emi was taught how to strengthen her body through the bright light of the stars. And being taught by the star dragon herself, Emi within months was able to manipulate the position of the stars for her own conveniences. The only exception to such usage of the constellations, was of course, to put them back into their rightful position. Emi was taught many incantations that brought forth her dragon slayer magic. Given that Stargon was such a gentle beast, she thought it better for Emi to utilize her magic for...
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...Draft Outline * Introduction-When I was a child, my grandmother lived with my parents so they could keep a close eye on her and assist watching me and my sister while my parents worked. I had no idea that my grandmother was mentally ill and what type of person she really was. She was diagnosed with Schizophrenia Disorder, early on when my mother was a child. My parents kept that a secret from me and my sister until we reached adulthood. * 1rst main idea- While my parents were at work, my grandmother would always put the kitchen chairs, kitchen table and the dog cage in front of the door to trap us in the house. She would pour salt on the floor in every room, and then have me and my sister sit in the center of the living room. My grandmother would go in her room and get her bible and start reciting bible verses and start having one of her dramatic panic spells. * 2nd main idea-Every night me and my sister were terrified of my grandmother. Reason being, right before my parents would come home from work, my grandmother would clean up all the salt around the house and put everything back in an orderly fashion like nothing never happened. Once my parents reached home, my sister and I would try to convince my parents on how our grandmother was traumatizing us mentally and our parents thought we were telling a story. All along, my parents knew we were telling the truth because they knew how mentally ill my grandmother was and they didn’t want us to be mentally burdened...
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...“Come my granddaughter, I have a story to tell you,” says Papa. Victoria and Grandma Emily sit down in the living room with Papa. “My dear granddaughter Victoria, when I was 22 years old I lived a very rich life on a beautiful island named Patriot Island with your grandmother Emily and your mother. Your grandmother was 21 and your mother was just one years old. We lived in a huge mansion by the waters. We lived a happily life till one day a strange group of men attacked my home and tried to rob us of our treasures and money. I grabbed your mother and grandmother and ran to our car, drove far down the other side of the island with my treasures and money in the car and then buried it in the ground far from the water. I took my car to the airport and flew on the airport here to Manhattan, New York with no money or belongings. We lived in a shelter till I found a good job and made enough money to get this place to live. And so we lived the rest of our life poor and raised your mother then as she grew older and found a good man she married him then had you. When they were 25 you were three years old and they had died in a car accident because they were arguing and didn’t see the car coming around the corner. Luckily you were with us here. So we received the bad news and mourned for years but we were happy we still had you. So we raised you as our child said Papa. “Papa, Grandma Emily, what if I went to Patriot Island and looked for the treasure?” said Victoria. “Yes my dear that is...
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...“At the most, four and a half months; that’s how long we’ve been married.” “Has mother nature visited you since the wedding?” “No, ma’am, she has not…” “Some women, become enceinte the first night- have you began showing yet? If you have, you’re probably four months along.” “Grandmother, I don’t even know what that means.” “What! You mean to tell me that your mother did not teach you all about this stuff before you married- that is unheard of!” “There was not much time once they decided that Thomas and I should marry. She told me very little of what to expect on my wedding night, Allie blushed, “And nothing at all about having a baby. I think everything just happened so fast that maybe she forgot- or took it for granted that I knew.” “We will...
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...left to live? “What would you do if you had only one day left to live?” I asked this question to my young students when teaching English this winter. What were their answers? “I would watch television!” the first answer. “I would play with the computer!” the second one. “I would play with computer TOO.” The girl finished her sentence perfectly with a serious smile. Indeed how cute and innocent that smile was, but how seriously my heart was hurt. I was too frightened to listen to more answers like that. Ten years ago, at their age, I had a different answer: I would spend the last day of my life gazing at the face of my dear grandmother until I inscribed every detail of it onto my mind. When grandmother was getting old and weak, my family bought her a telephone so I could save time and the trouble of traveling to her home by making phone calls instead. Later we bought her a television so she could watch modern dramas by herself. Then grandma must have been, we assumed, very contented and happy. But I never really knew how grandma felt. She silently passed away without a word one night. When I heard about her death, a chilling pain pierced my empty heart. The pain grew even sharper as I tried to remember in detail exactly how grandma looked and I failed completely! How could I remember? I had not visited her for ages—it seemed like a century! My memories of her dissolved into thin air and leaked away like water. Even though I have a telephone, can...
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...had this glow, barely any wrinkles, make up always done, hair died a crimson red to keep the grey from peeking its way through. She was beautiful, always was. This was my grandmother who had just been told she had stage four breast cancer. The treatments were pointless, they only caused more pain when they knew death was knocking on her front door. They made the promises of many years to come, as long as she continued with the treatments. Who knew doctors could lie so well? Not any of us, all oblivious to the fact that she wouldn't be here much longer. The promise of a couple more years was enough to keep our hopes high, maybe we wouldn't lose the woman we loved the most as soon as we thought. I was there through it all, the many doctor visits, the chemo, radiation. Through the hair and weight loss, the inability to finish writing a single sentence. The frail state her body took during the course of the awful disease, everything. My grandmother had always been so strong, no one could break her. The cancer managed to, it was over before it even started. The doctors promised years, who knew it would only be months? Filled with pain, and tears. Lets start from the beginning, shall we? It all started that Christmas in South Carolina with my uncle and three cousins. We just had moved back to Torrington, in with my grandparents. I guess she must have known it was her last Christmas, the way she persisted on taking that trip one last time. Of course none of us knew this at the time...
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...this, grieve can be one of those moments that take your breath away. It is by choice the way you cope with the cards that have been dealt for you! In the book Wild, the main character Cheryl experiences the death of her mother. Cheryl and her mother were very close all throughout her life, considering that her father was out of the picture at a young age. When Cheryl’s mother past away, Cheryl’s life shortly spiraled out of control. Cheryl and her family grew apart, and soon after that Cheryl’s marriage was destroyed. Cheryl and I share a few similarities in our journey of grieve. I lost my grandmother who I very close to and held dearly to my heart. I did not only consider her my grandmother, but she was also a mother figure to myself. Cheryl and I both lost someone that was very dear to us. When my grandmother past away, it was very devastating as it was for Cheryl’s loss. Once, my grandmother past away, I had hit rock bottom. Cheryl and I both can relate to this, as she also hit rock bottom after her mother’s death. Cheryl’s mother was basically the heart of her entire family. Cheryl’s...
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...can sense a thing of anger in the beginning. “And how many times did I pluck you / from certain death in the wilderness / my world through which you stumbled as though blind”, (“Allen” 4-7). This displays a tone of maternal disregard and irritation of a younger individual who cannot take control of their own actions. The theme for “Pocahontas to Her English Husband” is love but it is described in a different way. She tends to portray a more pity type of love than affectionate and romantic way. Pocahontas has a way to display a very kind hearted personality because she is willing to show her support to help John. “Had I not cradled you in my arms / oh beloved perfidious one, / you would have died” (“Allen” 1-3). The tone for “Taking a Visitor to See the Ruins” was dull without my life behind the words but humor. “His eyes grew large, and then he laughed / looking shocked at the two women he’d just met. Silent for a second, they laughed too” (“Allen” 28-30). The theme is happiness and laughter even after he realized that his friend was playing a joke on him he took that great moment and continued on. “ And he’s still telling the tale of the old / Indian ruins he visited in New Mexico, / the two who still live pueblo style in high-security dwelling / way up there where the enemy can’t reach them / just like golden times” (“Allen” 31-35). The tone for “ Dear John Wayne”, seems very sour, it seem that the character John Wayne is viewed as a item of central society and states that...
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...cycled into the forest as she didn’t want to take the long route. As she was lost in thought, she didn’t realize she almost hit a big wolf. She stopped and looked at him. Where are you headed my dear? It’s not safe for a little girl to be out in the forest alone.” He said with a hungry look. “To my grandmother’s house. ” She said pointing to a cottage not far away. The wolf came up with a devious plan to distract her so he could go to her grandmothers’ house and eat her. “ You should get her flowers.” He said. “ Oh, that’s a good idea.” She said as she made her way towards the flowers. The wolf took this as an opportunity to head over to grandma’s house. After picking the flowers, she made her way to her grandmother’s cottage only to find the door wide open and the wolf sitting on the bed with an evil look on his face and blood splattered all over the bed. “What did you do to grandma?” she cried. “ Thanks to you, I ate her and now I’m going to eat you.” He said as he shut the door and made his way towards her. She realized it was her fault that it happened since she didn’t listen to her mother’s advice. She cried out of fear and begged the wolf not to hurt her. As she felt the wolf inching closer, she suddenly heard laughter. She looked up and saw her grandmother taking off the wolf costume she had on as her mother stood at the doorway giggling. She realized that it was just her mother’s sneaky little plan to teach her a lesson. “Did...
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...March 21, 2014 Dear Members of the Scholarship Committee, My name is Lauren Anne Lee. I am applying for the Rick Fox Family Scholarship to further my education and help secure a successful and meaningful future. I am a senior at the Harlan County High School with a dream of becoming a nurse. I believe I have chosen a profession that not only will always be needed but will be a blessing to many. Throughout my life I have helped my mother take care of my grandfather, my great grandmother, my mentally challenged/deaf uncle, a cousin with cerebral palsy, and my grandmother. Last year when my mother was stricken with Gullain Barre and paralyzed I took care of her and helped her to learn to walk again and regain her life back. It was one of the most challenging times of my life. However, with the Lords help and hard work I still managed to keep my GPA at 3.98. I have wonderful relationships with all my teachers, coaches and fellow students. I am a competitive person at heart. I love the sports. I have played women’s basketball and volleyball all four years of high school and track for two. I have been a member of the National Honor Society, Beta Club, First Priority, FCCLA, FBLA. I have volunteered for the past five years at the Wallins Fellowship Center helping with summer camps for children and weekly programs for the senior citizens. I also worked in the Thrift store for low income families. I am a member of the Kentenia Full Gospel Church and their Youth Group. I have helped...
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...Furthermore, my participation in the Wisconsin Express Program has given me greater insights into how certain health conditions (e.g., diabetes and hypertension) disproportionately impact medically underserved communities. I am interested in promoting health and wellness through community outreach and health education. During medical school, I hope to participate in the student-run MEDiC program to help provide healthcare services to those in need. In my time volunteering at free health clinics, I realized how many patients’ conditions could have been prevented by promoting education on how their lifestyle influences their health. The physicians I have worked with have taught me the importance of educating patients and empowering them to make informed healthcare...
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