- Personal Essay - Reading And Writing
Personal Essay - Reading and Writing
Lacking experience in writing and reading, English is my most feared subject. It is the one and only vulnerable spot in my otherwise invincible academic armor. I hate writing and I despise reading. Other than magazines, I cannot recall reading anything since "The Crucible" which was a teacher assigned book in my sophomore high school English class. Not that I read a lot before that, I don't remember reading any books in my middle school years neith...
- To Still Run Back
To Still Run Back
If only I could see you in my arms
To say that your mine
To hold and love you
To be there for you when you need me
To say that I love you.
But I know he loves you
And I'm happy for you
Even though my heart tells me to move on
I still come back for more
To see you with him
To see you smile when he hugs you
When you hold his hand
When you say that you love him.
I'm happy for you
But every time I see you with him
It brakes my heart to know that
- The Last Day Of High School - The First Day Of The Rest Of My Life
The Last Day of High School - The First Day of the Rest of My Life
The last day of my high school career is fast approaching and I can only imagine how I'll be feeling when I step out of S.F. Austin's grounds for the very last time. Throughout these four years, I have felt a lot of urgency about graduating high school. I didn't think that the time to graduate would come soon enough. But now, that time is finally nearing. I cannot believe that it has come this fast.
I remember m...
- Song Of Myself: Individuality And Free Verse
Song of Myself: Individuality and Free Verse
Forged in the fire of revolution and defined by manifest destiny, America has always been the land of the individual. Although the American dream has not always been consistent, (married with 2.5 kids, 2 cars, a dog and a satisfying job), the spirit of innovation, individuality and progress remains unchanged. The father of free verse, and perhaps the American perspective of poetry, Walt Whitman embodies these values in his life and work. ...
- My Ascent Into 8th Grade Stardom
My Ascent into 8th Grade Stardom
My Ascent into 8th Grade Stardom
It was very hard moving to a new town in the summer of 1994. This event meant having to attend a new middle school and reestablish myself in a new environment. Even though I had moved about every two years of my entire life, that did not make this time any easier. I still had to make new friends and ground myself all over again.
Middle School, like most other middle schools, had an "in" crowd. At Crossroads, it w...
- The Swirls Of Emotions
The Swirls of Emotions
Emotions can be classified, according to your personal experience, into three different categories: happiness, sadness, and anger. First of all, there is happiness. Happiness has no limits, for it can be felt at any time, any place and to any person. It cannot be hunted for; it is not obvious, but inscrutable. Happiness is realized by understanding one's self, which is completely a personal experience. For instance, a person may find happiness in one thing, whereas...
- Hockey Is Life
Hockey is Life
He was the last pick for the Milford Flyers. His tryout was inept and poorly executed. This is what he always wanted, what he worked for, what he dreamt about. He felt like a dolt for playing so horribly in a game he loved. Hockey was his life, and it almost ended with the shame of not playing again.
He promised himself that he would never let that happen again. He was full of gratitude for being picked but apprehensive of what the other teammates thought of him. ...
- A World Unknown (My Trip To Europe)
A World Unknown (My Trip to Europe)
Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed about traveling overseas. Strange lands, exciting places, and new cultures have always fascinated me. I've always wondered what it would be like to speak another language, to grow up learning different customs, or to live in a completely different way than I do now. This past summer my dream finally came true. I got to travel to England, France, Switzerland, and Germany with Mme. Kelly and five other...
- The Prison Of Puberty
The Prison Of Puberty
We the teenagers, of the people, of this world submit this list of injustices and wrong doings that mother nature has laidupon us. She has put us in a horrible prison, the prison of puberty, where our sentence is all of adolescence and our punishment
is to endure the hardship which causes many of the institutionalized personal to crack under the pressure.
We protest against acne, a cruel and horrifying thing that occurs to some
selected teenagers. This punishment is ...
When Someone is born
When Someone laughs;
If you love Someone let them know
For they may leave tomorrow and
They will never ever know!
- Life And Chess
Life and Chess
To run, to hide, to fight,
Are the questions we face, day and night.
To run, to hide, to fight,
You have options, choose well, choose right.
Life is like a game of chess,
So complex, it is one big mess.
There is always more and no less,
Attack or defend - that's chess.
In chess you defend, in chess you attack,
Road once taken, there's no turning back.
Of courage you do not lack,
But the odds continue to stack.
Life is the same, just like that,
- My Alarming Dream
My Alarming Dream
My little old copper alarm clock rests on my desk tick tocking away each inevitable second of the day, only to shake, rattle, and ring me to wake every morning.
As I lay there in bed, half dead, sometimes wishing maybe that I was, achy and tired stretching and scratching like a jungle cat, I feel the morning crawl into my house. The smell of fresh coffee creeps under my door my sister's radio blares the newest teen sensation and drowns out the morning news light...
- The Tale Of Lemonman
The Tale of Lemonman
Proffesor Froz Scrote'um
Lemonman wondered about the injustices of the world. He liked to think of these things. It made him happy. He sat on a bed of nailed broken polystyrene. He knew the fumes would only make him sick, but still he sat and pondered. Mincing, almost. His brain was too full of potent imagery to be mincing, Mincing being, as I understand it - to be doing nothing.
These injustices made him depressed but by wondering on them, he found it gave him a reason. ...
- Rose Circle
Rose, oh how you lie there,
Lifeless and withered,
Deprived of water and of food,
You struggle to survive,
You catch the odd droplet of life,
And a tiny streak of light,
You cower underneath the giant trees,
Deprived, you just keep holding on,
You take your chance,
Expanding your reach towards the world,
Moving into an empty space,
And placing your seed in the ground,
You will survive,
And if not you will live on,
Live on, in the form of another,
- What America Means To Me
What America Means to Me
America is a wonderful place to live, because we are free. Freedom is important, and many people in other countries do not have much freedom. I am glad I have a place like this to grow up in; where I know that I can be equal with other races and other genders. Also, I am glad I have a place like this that will respect me and I know it will be a great place to have my children grow up in. Some of our ancestors did not have the privileges we have now because they g...