...Most people hate their workplace. Seeing the same scenery every day, it drives the normal man insane. This, however, is not the case for Mr. Huxley. No. That's my father. This, however, is not the case for Anthony. Much better. The walls of Requium Library were home to Anthony. You could say he spent a bit of all of his free time ever at this location. Was he ashamed? Of course not. He clocked in this morning with a smile on his face. Then reality struck. “If I’m going to find this book, I’m going to need more to go on than ‘the cover was blue’.” “Don’t you have anything here besides books?” “Don’t dog-ear the page! That’s just disrespectful to the book!” “Hey! Quiet! This is a library!” It was a neverending cycle. I love my job he must repeat...
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...It has been ten days now sense Nick’s wife Amy has disappeared. Each day Nick has been recording his emotions and thoughts in a diary. Nick starts to wonder if Amy had run away because she was pregnant. That would make sense because Amy was not always so excited to have children, and on the other hand Nick could not wait to bring children into their lives. I graded this book a B, the three most important reasons why are because the narrative perspectives flips back and forth between Amy and Nick, it is an intriguing read, and it gives the appearance that marriage is built on lies. Throughout the confusion about where Amy disappeared to and why, the narrative perspectives were switching between Nick and Amy. It was hard to follow at times, and could get blurred when the author was not clear whose point of view was being told. It was hard to follow when Amy says: “I do love that about the mid west: people don’t make a big deal about everything.” (Flynn 476) Then, the sentence following Nick says: “She was standing there in there in the orange glow of the streetlight, in a flimsy sundress, her hair wavy from the humidity.” (Flynn 503) The author is likely to lose the reader at times while moving from one narrator to the next. This can come off as officious and annoying to one. Instead it would be easier to follow if the different storytellers were mentioned before they narrated. If the reader is not only confused by the change, they can also lose interest out of frustration. Also...
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...When reading the passage, “Even as he prayed, one part of Tom’s mind stayed clear and calm. Why hadn't he gone to Paddy’s side, it asked? Snell might be a bully, but he also had guts” (p.169), and interpreting the meaning, I came to an understanding that this passage helps with character and plot/story development. The true meaning of this part of the passage is when under pressure and fearful, you actions are controlled by such feelings. These feelings really make you think twice about the decision you could have made. In this case, Tom is wondering why he made the decision to come, and he wants to go back, have not lied to his father and be safer at home, just how Luc wanted to until they saw the battle scene. The two boys were excited and...
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...Gatsby’s mind is filled with many ideas of Daisy’s love for him and his connection to the “old money”. 2. Gatsby and Daisy reconnected and he even had the idea that she would leave her husband for him. T.S. Eliot states, “We whisper together / Are quiet and meaningless”. This connects to Daisy and Gatsby’s reconnection because they talked together in Nick’s house, but their connection proves to be meaningless once Daisy claims that she will stay with Tom rather than leave for Gatsby. 3. The poem states, “Let me also wear / Such deliberate disguises”, which connects to Daisy and Gatsby’s personalities. Daisy is shallow but gives Gatsby the appearance that she is perfect and has fallen back into love with him, when later she does not leave for him. Gatsby grew up poor and tries to give the appearance that he has...
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...3:15 AM In a Maryland suburb, Harold Young, a 25 year old junior analyst at the NASA Goddard Space Flight Research Center sleeps soundly in his bed. Normally, he would get up at 8 am, quickly take a warm shower, and grab an apple on his way out in order to get to his day job at 9 am. However, today, Harold would find himself waking up suddenly, to the rumbling of the ground beneath him and ceiling above him, followed by loud cracks from his windows. Confused and shocked, Harold quickly jumps out of bed and runs into his living room to find his cat Gerald hissing at the window. What’s up with Gerald? Harold wonders, as his thoughts are abruptly disturbed by what Harold only imagined could have been the sound of a very large bomb going off. Harold looks outside the window, which appeared to have cracks forming, and sees a large plume of debris forming in the distance, maybe ten miles away from Harold’s current abode. “Chri-st Gerald,” Harold whispers carefully, struggling to absorb what just happened. 8:00 AM “Breaking news this morning from Maryland,” the anchorman says, “a meteorite has just crash landed in a rural Maryland suburb, luckily striking down in a field just outside of Greenbelt, so no one was directly injured from the blast, though a few people suffered minor injuries due to shattered windows of the surrounding homes. We brought in an astrophysicist from the nearby NASA Goddard Space Flight and Research Center to give insight on what just happened earlier today.”...
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... When the powerful headwind collided with the nose of the plane, the engine teetered and almost went into an immediate stall. The ailerons shot vertical as Walter was knocked against the door. The speed went from one-twenty to eighty-five. The nose dipped violently. Walter went forward with the wheel. He was able to put the plane into a quick barrel row and easily regained his speed and control. When he leveled out, they were going the other way. Page sat there–not knowing what just happened‒his face was pallid and his lips trembled. He looked back at the storm. They were just ahead of the worst part by a few miles. Behind them were numerous lightening strikes issuing forth from blackened clouds like yellow serpent's tongues. Over and over. “Are we gonna be able to stay in front of this storm, Walt?” By now, Page was holding on tight. He sat there, cramped in his seat. “Yeah easily! My speed is back up to one-thirty. When I land, we should be fifteen minutes in front of it. I'll pull the plane into the hanger.” He nodded as he pulled down his radio arm. “Tasker One. Tasker One.” Sheets of rain fell a second or two after Luke got his rain suit on. The extra-large hood accommodated him like it was a small umbrella. Kale knew Luke did not hear his father over the radio and pointed at his set. Luke nodded. “Tasker One here.” “We had to turn around and bug out of there. That looks like one hell of a storm back there.” “It is,” he said loudly, so he could...
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...Chapter One Kyrie “Let me love you. Give me one chance and I swear you won't regret it.” I keep telling her the same thing time and time again. Is she refusing me? No, she wouldn’t be here if that were the case. She’s hiding her eyes from me. I have an urge to her hair from her eyes. She knows that if I see her eyes, I’ll know what she’s concealing. She is perfect, almost too perfect. She has the most beautiful eyes, but her beauty doesn’t end there. The soul behind those eyes, is all the more beautiful. God, I love her. I find the strength to pull her close to me and rest my chin on her head. “ What if you find someone better? You say you won’t, but what if?” Elizabeth had finally spoken. She looks up at me and asks the same thing she...
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...“Albey, where are you?” Fonsie moved his hand across Albertyne’s face, breaking her concentration. “Albey, there you are!” He smiled a big, loving grin. “I wondered where you’d gone. You stepped out for a bit, did you?” He chuckled and raised his eyebrows for effect. Albertyne stared at his face unfazed and went back to her book. Finding her place, she quickly fell back into the story. “Albey, you can’t waste your time with these books.” Fonsie flicked the back cover of the book. “These aren’t the really good ones. You know that.” Albertyne gave him side eyes and shook her head. “All books are good Fonsie. You would know if you picked up any other type than circus books. This is just as good as the circus books. You can take these anywhere you like, and have a life outside the circus.” “Who would want a life outside the circus? Why would I want to leave?” He settled back against the pillow he had pressed against the furniture stacked up in the trailer. “Father says we’ll be there soon, and you’re old enough to help set up. You’re going to have to put down your book this time and unpack.” Albertyne rolled her eyes and closed her book with a piece of straw holding her place. The French countryside looked promising. Rolling green fields dotted with small farms sat just past the little wooden fences along the road. The curve in the road diverged into a wooded area, fencing the road with silver firs. Leaving the glen behind, Albertyne rested against the pile of blankets at her back...
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...“All right just a dream or not, I’ve had the same dream two weeks running on the same night, waking me up at the same time, and about the same thing. What does it mean, that’s what I want to know?” “It could be something you’ve eaten I suppose.” “I don’t think so Charlie, I only wish it was. It’s starting to worry me, it was bad enough the first time, but last night, well I was scared, it was almost as if it was me that was on fire.” “A premonition, if I was you I would?” “No John, with the first one I didn’t get the feeling that it was me. It was as if it was someone else, someone who it’s happened to. It was bad last week but this morning I was really shook up. Janet, I want Charlie to have a look in the back editions, see if there has been anything in them about fires. People dying in a fire. If it’s like John says that it is a premonition, well after this last one, and if it is something that’s going to happen…. No this is daft, it’s going nowhere, and it’s just a dream. Let’s get some work done.” “Say what you like, I think yours was a good idea to have Charlie check back over; what, the last ten years?” ************************* Friday June 27 1967 07:02 EST Again it was Wednesday and the same time, seven am. When he woke to find himself sitting up in bed, drenched in sweat, and with the vivid memory of heat, intense heat, burning flesh, and one soundless scream from a seared throat, before a blinding white light, and then blackness. Gasping for air, and with his heart...
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...selfie further describes this interpretation by applying the fairness of which Daisy acts and others view of it. By her overexaggerated lady-like attitude we can further assume she wishes to be shed in a prime lite, the picture would reflect this lite. 2b.) Quote Explanation: I find this quote to be the greatest example of negativity stamped on Daisy. This marks its significance as it’s a complete mirror of the way Daisy wants to be received. Due to being quoted from the narrator these views are likely unfiltered, thus being a great example of how she is seen by others. From the plot we can also draw that Daisy keeps little emotional tie to others. Marrying into money is an example and ties to Daisy’s carelessness that Nick tags her with....
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...Because the story through the eyes of Nick, we have no idea what between Gatsby and Daisy half an hour, he leaves you alone said ji.Tik impression we have is the one that Nick gives it to us, and it is not necessarily reliable. When the trio is going through Gatsby house, he points out that Daisy see his house in the Gulf. "You always have a green light that burns all night at the end of the pier" .Žalia light is Gatsby and Daisy longing symbol of his desire in general. Gatsby to Daisy even want them. As his success and pasaulisGerovės world. Represented by the green light Gatsby everything. In the distance, he will have Daisy is only part of...
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...Prologue Sorry if the novel is not understood, English is not my mother tongue Nest is the name of the protagonist, please do not get confused On weekends, the sunlight is seen through the window, which for the nest that he thought was a quiet day, where he would sleep all day and play all night. * ding ding ding * "who ruins my dream, CALLED" Nest that is lying in his bed was awakened by a sound similar to that of a bell. * ding ding ding ding ding ding * "I SAID CALLED" * ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding * "Hm, CURSE ALREADY BE CALLED" Nest that was prepared to throw his pillow to the person or object that produces that sound, but when turning around he did not see any person, the door of his room is...
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...other out. But for those who were constantly victimized by Tyrell Carson’s resident gang of thugs, it was another reason to watch their backs and another reason why high school definitely wasn’t the best years of their lives. ** Steve Corbin was minding his own business when a hand grabbed him from behind and slammed him against his locker. “Hey, Stevo. Did your momma give you lunch money today?” Twisting his head to the left, the terrified student stared up at Booker, his frightened blue eyes magnified through the lenses of his thick black-framed glasses. “Y-Yes.” A cruel smile twisted Booker’s lips and spinning Steve around, he clapped a hand on his shoulder and squeezed, the force of his grip bringing tears to the teenager’s eyes. “Great! So, how ‘bout showing some pep squad spirit and donating it to a worthy cause.” “Cause? W-What cause?” Booker grinned. “The Brady/McQuaid lunch fund. You see, we’re getting hungry, and you don’t want to see us hungry, Stevo, because...well, then we get kinda testy. Capiche?” Flustered, Steve’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down in rhythm to his rapidly nodding head. “S-Sure, Brady. Y-You can have wh-whatever you want. The m-money’s in my p-pocket.” There was a flicker in Tom’s eye, the meaning of which Booker couldn't quite discern. Was it pain? Regret? Understanding? Was there an unspoken connection between Tom and poor defenseless Steve because they had suffered the same fate at the hands of bullies? It suddenly dawned on Booker that...
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...it comes as naturally as sleep.” In Book 1, Section II it mentions in the beginning “I do not remember the arrival at my grandmother’s farm sometime before daybreak, after a drive nearly twenty miles with heavy work- horses. When I awake, it was afternoon. I was lying in a little room, scarcely bigger than the bed that had held him and the window-shade at his head was flapping softly in a warm wind.” Jim described his grandmother “A tall woman, with wrinkled brown skin and black hair, stood looking down at me; I knew that she must be my grandmother.” Jimmy’s grandmother had been crying, he could see, but when he opened his eyes she smiled, peered at him fearfully and sat down on the foot of his bed. His grandmother asked if he had a great sleep, Then in a very different tone she said “My how you do look like your father had been her little boy; his grandmother must often have arrive to wake him like this when he overslept. She gave him clean clothes then brings him down to the kitchen to have a nice warm bath behind the stove. Jim goes with his grandmother into the basement, it was divided into a dining-room at the right of the stairs and a kitchen at the left. Both rooms were whitewashed and plastered, the floor was of hard cement. Jim smelled gingerbeard baking, he takes a bath a big cat comes along and watches. He then smelled the cakes burning, she came laughing, and waving her apron. Jim described his grandmother “She was a spare, tall woman, a little lowered, and she...
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...1. Jones’s first dream is of a man asking him if he would like to have “a little black dog with stiff black gold-tipped hair and sad eyes that looked something like a wire-haired terrier” (p 1). Jones then goes on to describes how the dog has “a piece of heavy stiff wire twisted about its neck,” and how it was able to break loose and the man proceeded to run and catch the dog again. I believe that the dog represents Jones. Dogs are messy and dogs need their masters to give them orders and groom them in order to be seen as acceptable and to be presented in society. The second dream of Jones being beaten by the two white men is the first event of violence that victimizes Jones. This is the first time he feels helpless and in despair. 2. In addition to the racial divisions that the novel describes, Himes also focuses on skin color. Alice having lighter skin, uses that to her advantage and passes as a white woman. She completely disregards her black side, so that she is not put on the same level as African Americans. Alice being light skinned has more opportunity for a better life. As shown on page 97 Alice states, "I want a husband who is important and respected and wealthy enough so that I can avoid a major part of the discriminatory practices which I am sensible enough to know I cannot change” (p 97). 3. A rare occurrence where there is not a hostile exchange between Bob and a white person is the small interaction between him and a pedestrian, “A well-dressed, slenderly built...
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