...By freighting times I mean for myself personally I dislike being forced to go up in front of the class and present a presentation or paper. I am extremely shy around basically everyone except my normal everyday friends. When I step in front of the room to fortitude, my face gets bright red, my hands start to shake, I can barely talk and when I do I mess up on the words. I always have to be doing something with my hands to distract me, like crack my knuckles, which are my usually go to. I also hate finals, because at the end of the term or semester every class has there finals on the last day, which means you, have to study a whole ton on Thursday night and it is a struggle. The second thing I can connect with is Rachel being sick. I connect with her because last year I watched this movie that became very popular that is called the fault in our stars. It connects because one of the main characters in the movie...
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...moment her mom noticed a bump on her stomach.Elizabeth's mom was really worried so she immediately took her, left the park and went to a tall building with a big red cross. Elizabeth's heart couldn't stop pounding. Once they got to the hospital they waited for about an hour,”Elizabeth!” a doctor called. Elizabeth's heart started pounding even faster than before. After doing some tests the doctor sighed and sadly said,”Elizabeth, we found something that is not good, the results came back and confirmed it to be cancer.” Elizabeth's heart sank deep to the bottom, like anchor falls into the sea. Elizabeth's mom started crying so much, it was unstoppable. Elizabeth was wondering what was going to happen next,” Am I going to die, am I going to lose my hair, am I going to be able to go to school?”she thought to herself. She was worried what people were going to say about her and to her. When she got back to her family’s house, they were so worried about her, everyone just wanted to hug her. Her mom thought that they should go home immediately to see her family doctor, so Elizabeth had to say goodbye to everyone, pack up her stuff and felt depressed that she was leaving. On her way to the airport, she heard a door slam “BAMMMM”, she jumped up breathing heavily and sat up. She woke up, just like that, touched her hair, touched her face, touched her stomach, felt her bed, realizing it was all a bad dream. ...
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...excited to go on a boat with my whole family.When we got there we headed on the white and blue boat but when we got out far waves started knocking us back and forth like crazy.I was so happy that my family let me do this. We were all in the car ready to go on the boat when I asked “are we almost there”, to my Mom. She said “yes,”right when we pulled up. When we finale arrived, I bursted out of the silver car like there was something chasing me. Then I wandered around to see where the boat was, then when I finally found it my whole family were already waiting for me.After that, I happily raced to go get the orange and blue tobb with my dad and about ten minutes later we were back.Then we were off we raced towards the big red lighthouse as the “light...
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...down. Ever since Alese’s sister died, she has not let me in. Without my guidance, she makes rash decisions and poor choices. I watch with sad eyes as she buries herself deeper into a rut of depression. The only way I can reach Alese is through her dreams. Each night I make my way into at least one dream, and try to get her to let me back in. Progress has been made, as I appear in almost all of her dreams now, but it still is not enough. Alese will not be able to move on from her sister’s death until I am with her at all times. My last...
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...quite and peaceful. I was asleep in my bed with pillows scattered across my bed and my blankets wrapped around me like a burrito and my dog is curled into a ball right next to me. The sun slowly rose and as the light slowly marched towards my room and hear in the distance something else. It was like my whole room was rumbling and my dog stands straight up and sprints to the door and sits there waiting for the person approaching the door. I woke up to the sound of the person approaching and then I see the shadow. Through the crack of the door on the bottom I see the shadow, the door slowly creaks open and the light from outside of my room rushes in like it was a search and rescue mission. Then I saw the belligerent shadow in its true form, my mom! This is my hero’s journey. This is how I conquered my sleepiness and got...
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...“That one!” My brother screamed as he pointed to the biggest roller coaster in Disney. It was called Everest Expedition, it had a big picture of a Yeti on the front of the sign. As we waited for the roller coaster to come I stood there with my Mom, Dad, and my brother, Will and my cousin, Paige and her friend, Maddy. My fear kept building as the start of the ride was nearing.This was supposed to be a fun filled family vacation at Disney and now it was turning into a nightmare. “Please I don't want to go,” I said in a worried voice “You're going to be fine,” my dad said.No i'm not I thought. Zooom I could hear the coaster coming down the mountain like a train.It flew down the mountain a lighting speed I could see it coming. Come on, break down I thought.But it didn't it came to a stop and the people climbed out hooting and hollering like it was nothing.We climbed in and the guy running the ride said in a boring announcer voice “enjoy the ride,” and hit a few buttons.The cart started going forwards with a jerk and a screech, then we were we were off up the hill....
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...in and the lights were starting to come on and everything around me reminded me of Vegas. “Mya, Jessica wants to know if you will go with her on that one.” My seven year old brother pointed, in the direction of where one the biggest rides where. His smile was mostly silver but he was a cubby cheary always seen things half full kind of kid. I myself could never get over how dark he was, his hair his tan skin, his eyes he definitely had gotten more mexican than I but this is besides the point. I can never remember the name of the ride for the life of me. “What one Noah? Your pointing at like five different rides.”I told him “That one, Amaya the one with the ball that shoots you up in the air.” He was more specific this...
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...Honors. Joe: I really don’t care to be honest and even though it is true that if I don’t pass I won’t be able to reach my goal of graduating with honors I’m just so tired and weary that it has come down to the point where I don’t care anymore about much. Rebecca: I totally understand, but you can’t just give up you have to be optimistic and you...
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...He throws back his head and laughs. Geriz takes off his sunglasses and leans forward, elbows on his knees. "When I was young my father often told me stories about my grandfather. A forward-thinker, he would say, a pioneer, captain of industry...a demigod. As I grew older I deduced the true character of the man. He was a thief, a used-car salesman turned greed-driven opportunist, hiding behind a pretense of entitlement that he and men like him perpetuate. He made his first real money selling the same cemetery plot to hundreds of grieving widows during the war who were too trusting. There was no pioneering. His extraordinary ability was merely to avoid incarceration. I swore to myself that I would never be a man like my grandfather." "What would you do?" "I considered giving everything away, but to whom? Charities? They only treat the...
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...the boat and dutifully took my position, bracing myself against the torrential downpour and the rancid taste of sea brine . In the brief moments of reprieve I found I could see that even our most veteran mariners were having trouble keeping their feet against the wraith pouring down from the heavens, still I stayed in position, praying for mercy to a god I stopped believing in years ago. “Isiah!” Ezekiel's voice snapped me out of my stupor. As the worst of the storm had passed, Ezekiel relieved me of duty and allowed me to go below decks to convalesce. As the newest crew member other than myself, he has only been with the flogging molly for a year or two, but he knows his...
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...need to see the light and be set free. All my life until the time I went to Vanuatu last year, my first full-time missionary work, I was tunnel-visioned and focused on just getting to the mission field. I was like a bull behind a gate, trying to get out! I kept crying out for years, “God, send me now!” As a matter of fact, the year before God opened the door for me to go to the mission field full-time, the desire to go was so strong, it was like a burning fire in me, and I cried, “Lord, take it away or send...
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...I could feel my scratches and bruises healing themselves when Gale’s magic washed over me. Gale didn’t have to say a word for me to feel his urgency and slight despair when he let go of me and started sprinting over to Rachael. I followed after him running sideways to always have an eye on the witch who continued throwing fireballs, but this time aimed at Sleepy who must have shown up to cover for us. I vaguely had a sense that Sleepy had training as a ninja looking back at her swiftly and with much agility dodge the huge balls of magic. Slam! Thump! Thump! I barely miss getting taken down by a bookshelf that suddenly appears and started dropping in my path. I glance behind to the fallen bookshelf to see a smirking female ghost hovering about the bookshelf....
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...My Baseball Hero's Journey: It all started with my first season of travel baseball and my entire team was playing up a year, none of us were competitive or give any effort but that's not what was wrong with it, we had lost every game yet we were still having fun playing the game we love, listing to country music, hitting and playing baseball with all of our friends. Then that's when I got my call to adventure, well I have to start with how travel baseball works, Saturday is seeding and Sunday is play till elimination, we had played this team the day before on Saturday and lost. The problem was they cheated their way there because they were supposed to be playing with 12U, not 10U but keep in mind we were nine at the time and they had also broken...
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...encyclopedia "The Hero's Journey" redirects here. For other uses, see The Hero's Journey (disambiguation). The twelve stages of the hero's journey monomyth following the summary by Christopher Vogler (originally compiled in 1985 as a Disney studio memo): 1. TheOrdinary World, 2. The Call to Adventure, 3. Refusal of the Call, 4. Meeting with the Mentor, 5. Crossing theThreshold to the "special world", 6. Tests, Allies and Enemies, 7. Approach to the Innermost Cave, 8. The Ordeal, 9. Reward, 10. The Road Back, 11. The Resurrection, 12. Return with the Elixir. In narratology and comparative mythology, the monomyth, or the hero's journey, is the common template of a broad category of tales that involve a hero who goes on anadventure, and in a decisive crisis wins a victory, and then comes home changed or transformed.[1] The concept was introduced by Joseph Campbell in The Hero with a Thousand Faces (1949), who described the basic narrative pattern as follows: A hero ventures forth from the world of common day into a region of supernatural wonder: fabulous forces are there encountered and a decisive victory is won: the hero comes back from this mysterious adventure with the power to bestow boons on his fellow man.[2] Campbell and other scholars, such as Erich Neumann, describe narratives of Gautama Buddha, Moses, and Christ in terms of the monomyth. Critics argue that the concept is too broad or general to be of much usefulness in comparative mythology. Others say that the hero's journey...
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...Diasporic Cross-Currents in Michael Ondaatje’s Anil’s Ghost and Anita Rau Badami’s The Hero’s Walk HEIKE HÄRTING N HIS REVIEW of Anil’s Ghost, Todd Hoffmann describes Michael Ondaatje’s novel as a “mystery of identity” (449). Similarly, Aritha van Herk identifies “fear, unpredictability, secrecy, [and] loss” (44) as the central features of the novel and its female protagonist. Anil’s Ghost, van Herk argues, presents its readers with a “motiveless world” of terror in which “no identity is reliable, no theory waterproof” (45). Ondaatje’s novel tells the story of Anil Tessera, a Sri Lankan expatriate and forensic anthropologist working for a UN-affiliated human rights organization. Haunted by a strong sense of personal and cultural dislocation, Anil takes up an assignment in Sri Lanka, where she teams up with a local archeologist, Sarath Diyasena, to uncover evidence of the Sri Lankan government’s violations of human rights during the country’s period of acute civil war. Yet, by the end of the novel, Anil has lost the evidence that could have indicted the government and is forced to leave the country, carrying with her a feeling of guilt for her unwitting complicity in Sarath’s death. On one hand, Anil certainly embodies an ethical (albeit rather schematic) critique of the failure of global justice. On the other, her character stages diaspora, in Vijay Mishra terms, as the “normative” and “ exemplary … condition of late modernity” (“Diasporic” 441) — a condition usually associated...
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