...Cornell, that's pretty nice.” She replied smirking “Haha yeah. It's almost like a tradition in my family to go there. How about you?” “I went to New York University and studied law. It's actually a tradition in my family to go to Cornell too. I grew up in a foster home most of my life and didn’t learn about the tradition until recently when I was digging into my birthparents past and stuff.” Kamberly replied. “I grew up in a foster home too. Maybe that's where we have seen each other. Where did you grow up?” he asked “I’ve grown up here, in New York for my whole life. Never lived anywhere else. How about you?” “Oh, that can’t be it then. I grew up in Washington most of my life.” he replied “Weird question, but what’s your last name?” she asked. She had a feeling that she needed to ask that question. She didn’t know why it just kept nagging at her mind. “Arrowmen.” She felt her jaw drop and her eyes widen. She couldn’t believe it. The hair, the eyes, the smile. It all seemed too familiar. She had known there was a possibility that she had siblings, but she never put much thought into it. “That my last name.” she replied quietly. His eyes started watering. He couldn’t meet her...
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...Abbina: Hello, I am Abbina. Carrie: Hello, I am Carrie Arlene: Hello, I am Arlene Hilaree: Hi, I am Hilaree. Javen: Hello, I am Javen, and we are at a crime scene. Someone has stolen (prizes) from your teacher. We were brought here as suspects and your assistances to find which one of us stolen the (prizes). The winner will get a share of the (prizes). You win by gathering the most points. You can win a point by winning a game. Don’t worry if you don’t win a game, you can get points by solving the crime and figuring out which one of us stolen the (prizes). Your suspects are Javen, Hilaree, Abbina, Carrie, and Arlene. You will receive clues from winning each game. If you break a rule, you lose half a point. If an student is frequently breaking...
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...rhythmic breathing of my two little sisters. In the dark this familiar sound is like a lamp almost, providing me with just enough hope to be able to feel my way around. My name is Taya and I am 19 years old and after months of consideration, of both the negative and positive aspects of what it would and could mean to be caught with a journal that documents what it is that we all face every day, I’ve decided that I must. I know, from stories that can only be verbally passed down while no on e is sure to be listening, what a paper and pen once was. I know that there were machines once that a person could use to write things down, but now all of those are unavailable to me. The tools I use for this undertaking may seem primitive to some, although our society is anything but. It’s just that no longer are all the available extras that I’ve heard once existed still available. For now, I’m laying on my back underneath our kitchen table, a pile of mostly burnt wood to my right side, scraping and scratching these feelings onto the underside of the place where, when we all can, sit down as a family and eat. Another thing that is rarely available. If I close my eyes I’m comforted by the scents that I could recognize anywhere. The fire that we are currently lucky to have warming us during this winter night, the skin ointment one of my friends grandmothers refers to as loshing, that she has suggested I illegally purchase for years now, that, as instructed I rub onto my sisters chest before...
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...Prologue The way it is I'm sorry, what did you say your name was again? “It's April,” I answered as I waited to be ridiculed. “April, like the month of the year?” “Yes. Exactly like the month of the year.” “I thought that was a woman's name.” By now, I'd had enough and I snapped, “Are you going to give me your number or not?” “You don't have to be so snappy. I only asked you a simple question.” I took a deep breath, recollected my thoughts and then apologized. “Look, I'm sorry. Are you going to hook me up with your digits or not? The club is about to close.” “Since you asked nicely, this time, I guess so. But I need to ask you another question first.” “What's that?” “You're not a woman, are you? You know the ones that dress like men?” “Hell no! I'm a man.”...
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...my school life. When I first came to SAS, the only English phrase that I can say was “I don’t know”. While it was my first day to school, it was the first day back to school from the winter break for everyone else. Everyone knew each other, knew their ways around the school and knew each other’s names very well. I felt like an absolute outcast, facing a high brick wall that separated myself from the rest of the class. Compared to other students, the wall was higher and seemed more impossible to overcome to me since I was unable to communicate. Unlike how I was back in Korea, I changed into a reserved child, unwilling to express my thoughts and opinions. To a 6 year old girl, this sudden change in environment was a bit too much to handle; however, even though I was young, I realized that my life would never go back to how it was in the past, and that I will have to find a way to conform to the norm of the situation I am set in. As time passed by, I got used to the SAS community and managed to adapt to the three cultural influences that I was receiving: American in school, Chinese out of school, Korean at home. Little by little, I opened myself to the people around me. Noticing the change in my attitude, my classmates approached me and asked for my name. Like a robot, I would reply, “My name is Jung Hyun Yoon.” No matter how many times I would say it, they asked again the very next day or say it with a weird pronunciation. I absolutely could not understand why in the world they...
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...Critical paper for My Name is Khan My Name is Khan is a 2010 Indian drama film directed by Karan Johar, written by Shibani Bathija and starring Shah Rukh Khan and Kajol in the lead roles. It is a movie which shows a great discrimination towards a particular group of culture. The dark side of identity is also pointed out in the movie. Indeed, this movie indicates of how the people claim of being superior to any other culture. First thing first, I am greatly touched by the character of the main star named Rizwan (Shah Rukh Khan) I feel his emotions and I am surprise towards his abilities like repairing mechanical things though he has a syndrome. Second, is Mandira who is strong enough and I appreciate her for marrying someone who has a syndrome. Thirdly, is his brother who look for Rizwan to U.S, although, they don’t have good relation when they are young. I feel the characters as real, complex and fleshed out. Actually in this movie many characters have showed dedication and as a whole they correspond to the entire movie. The entire story has its twist and conflicts but the characters overcome from this until the end. Rizwan Khan is a Muslim from India who has Asperger syndrome. He is frightened by the color yellow and sharp sounds or noise. His brother, Zakir, get Rizwan to live in United States after their mother passed away. All is well, until Rizwan meet her special someone Mandira. Mandira is a Hindu woman who works as hairdresser. She is a single mother with a young...
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..."Why are you here on this out on this scary, and usual night". asked that man that was not very familiar with Sarah. Sarah replied "I was curious about what kind of noise would be out there, and I said to the man was looking for my husband who fought in the battle.Then I had remembered that I was calling his name out loud, but I did not find him so I started to panic and I started to look at the bodies that were scatted around. I had finally seen my husband that was lying on the ground dead. Then Revere said to Sarah your husband Charles Williams was a brave and devoted patriot who died for what he believed in was right. Then Revere asked Sarah to do an important task for you to do, but you have to keep this task a secret and don't say a word about it to anybody. The task is to go the bell tower of the North Old Church and there are two lanterns I want you to hang them up on the windows. I will send a messenger named Molly Phillips to give you a signal.As Sarah was riding her horse on the way to the North Old Church she heard a voice that yelled out God save the king, which...
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