- The Oak Tree: A Symbol For America
The Oak Tree: A symbol for America
America, our great country, is strong, powerful, and influential. Americans exemplify positive values, selflessness, hospitality, and the American way of life. The mighty oak tree that stands taller, bigger, and older than all others best represents this grand country. Each part of the tree illustrates a facet of our nation.
Shapely emerald leaves covering the tree symbolize the values many Americans hold concerning themselves, others, and their nation. ...
- Foul Play
It was late in the evening. There was a man sitting in a chair and flipping channels eagerly between two baseball games on TV. The man's name was Les Sutton. He was a towering man standing 6'3". He was built, worked out a lot and looked like someone not to meet in a dark alley.
Les was a detective. His skills of deduction were brilliant. He also had an assistant. Les's long time pal and partner's name was Jason Meisch. Jason was also very tall but he was more lanky, built more ...
- Emily Dickinsons Poetry
Emily Dickinson's Poetry
Emily Dickinson was raised in a traditional New England home in the mid 1800's. Her father along with the rest of the family had become Christians and she alone decided to rebel against that and reject the Church. She like many of her contemporaries had rejected the traditional views in life and adopted the new transcendental outlook.
Massachusetts, the state where Emily was born and raised in, before the transcendental period was the epicenter of religious ...
- The Name Judith
The Name Judith
Is it important to know what is behind your name? Now in days, many names are given without knowing their meanings or where they come from. For example, I was given the name of Judith just because my parents heard it and liked it. It depends where and in which culture were they raised. For this purpose I researched my name Judith. Some of the main points I found were interesting to me like the history and my personality.
First, the history of my name Judith obta...
- Its My Life
It's my life
Hi! My nameís Perrine Daphne Jess Nenaide Rankanishu. Wondering why my name sounds a bit exotic? As u can tell, I am a Eurasian. My momís from the United States and my dad from Japan. I was thrown into this crazy and filthy world flocking with selfishness, greediness, fake and cruelty 17 years, 11 months and 20 days ago. Seeing the bad points of this world, I guess my parents are afraid of giving birth to another innocent child who may probably suffer. It explains the fact...
- Achilles Anophtheis (Achilles Revisited)
Achilles Anophtheis (Achilles revisited)
The director walked onto the stage, gingerly adjusting his radiation mask in order to fit the microphone beneath it. His nervous cough boomed through the hall. After shuffling the papers on the podium before him, he began.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen of the Pre-Apocalypse Archaeological Society. We have called this session to impart to you a matter of the utmost importance, a discovery of the highest order. As you are aware, our teams have on...
In London, William Blake portrays a very dark and abysmal picture of London. Throughout the whole poem, Blake never mentions a positive scene. The poem seems to deal with the lower class part of society, the part which lives in the poor neighborhoods. The first stanza begins with the speaker wandering around London. Throughout the poem, Blake repeats a word which he used in one line, in the next line. An example of this can be seen in the first two lines. He uses the word charte...
In Faust, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe builds a dramatic poem around the strengths and weaknesses of a man who under a personalized definition of a hero fails miserably. A hero is someone that humanity models themselves and their actions after, someone who can be revered by the masses as an individual of great morality and strength, a man or woman that never sacrifices his beliefs under adversity. Therefore, through his immoral actions and his unwillingness to respect others righ...
- Robert Frost
Robert Frost was born in San Francisco in 1874. He moved to New England at the age of eleven and became interested in reading and writing poetry during his high school years in Lawrence, Massachusetts. He was enrolled at Dartmouth College in 1892, and later at Harvard, but never earned a formal degree. Frost drifted through a string of occupations after leaving school, working as a teacher, cobbler, and editor of the Lawrence Sentinel. His first professional poem, "The ...
- Special Friendship
I walked home from school, carrying a heavy load of books on my aching shoulders. Each step I took was accompanied with a wish that I was already at home, resting on my cozy bed. I walked on, my eyes stuck on the burnt black road. As I dragged my foot along, I could see small pieces of dried tar rolling on the rough surface.
Upon reaching my doorstep, I heaved a heavy sigh of relieve and pleasure. At last, I have reached my long waited destination; home. M...
- A Story About WWF
A story about WWF
"Welcome everybody to 'Raw IS War'! Tonight's main event is Sting verses Shawn Michaels for the WWF World Heavyweight Championship. Before we begin, here is a little information on the challenger, Sting," announced Vince McCann.
"He hails from Death Valley, California. At 7 feet tall and over 300 pounds, he is the biggest wrestler in the WWF. He is the 'Man from the dark side'," Jim Ross stated.
"Ladies and Gentlemen..... here is your challenger........ Sting!"
- My Other Self
My Other Self
In "My Other Self" the essayist takes the reader on a journey through a girlís torturous emotional problems during a short period of time. The essayist believes that to each person, there is an "other self". This other self is a side of us that no else knows exists. I think it is created by the repression of our strongest emotions.
The girl in the essay is at a skating rink with her friends when one of the boys expresses a personal interest in her. When he asks to walk ...
- Dreamers Dream
You may cry and wipe your tears away,
Bleed may you do till the end of days,
You may see and dream the bay
Of stones and shadows of sorrow today.
You may see yourself again
When days see dark and light sees the night,
You may dream where dreamers begin
To see you in their dreams at night.
You may run to catch your mind,
You may hate with love in your eyes,
You may see dreams collide
You may even see days begging for the night.
May this dream I had to...
- Huanted House
I could not sleep that night, for I was not given the chance to. For numerous times I had been yelling at my cousin to lower down the volume of the Compact Disc player. He insisted on testing out every single disc of my brotherís heavy-metal music collection at a certain volume that made my heart jump too fast or choke my mind with angry thoughts. My tired eyes shifted to the alarm clock, which stood, on my computer. Eleven, another hour to a brand new day. The next d...
- The Soldier
Travis was a quite a bit older than the other soldiers who enlisted for service during World War 11. He was in his early thirties, but most of the soldiers were in their late teens or early twenties. Travis had been working since he was a boy, so he felt that he knew something about how the world worked. He enlisted because he not only felt it was his duty to do so, but he also was looking for adventure. He was a tall, friendly man, with a booming voice and a good sense of hum...