I’d tumbled off the freight in the jungle by Deptford and found a fire and seven fellows around it, and they had stew – somebody’d got a rabbit and it was in a pail over the fire with some carrots. Ever eat that? It’s awful, but I wanted some, and after a lot of nastiness they said I could have some after they’d had what they wanted of me. My manhood just couldn’t stand it, and I left them. They laughed at me and said I’d be back when I got good and hungry. Then I met this woman, wandering by herself. I knew she was a town woman. Women tramps are very rare; too much sense, I guess. She was clean and looked like an angel to me, but I threatened her and asked her for money. She hadn’t any; then I grabbed her. She wasn’t much afraid and asked what I wanted. I told her in tramp’s language, and I could see she didn’t understand, but when I started to push her down and grab at her clothes she said, ‘Why are you so rough?’ and then I started to cry. She held my head to her breast and talked nicely to me, and I cried worse, but the strange thing is I still wanted her. As if only that would put me right, you see? That’s what I said to her. And do you know what she said? She said ‘You may if you promise not to be rough.’ So I did, and that was when you people came hunting her. When I look back now, it’s a wonder that it wasn’t all over with me that moment. But it wasn’t. No, it was glory come into my life. It was as if I had gone right into Hell…
“Miss Brill was glad that she had decided on her fur”. “Dear little thing! It was nice to feel it again”. “She unclasped the necklet quickly; quickly, without looking, laid it inside”.…
Their secret! as she heard it told, her knees grew tremulous and weak, her heart failed her. With eyes brimming tears she ran to him……
Chessa didn’t want to hear them fight any longer, so she ran to the stable. She tacked up her horse, Morgan, and trotted briskly to the woodland trail. About an hour later she was at a brook, so she dismounted and washed her hair in the fresh water running down from the mountains. Once all of the syrup was out of her hair, she and her horse got a drink, and then she hopped on to the horse’s back and turned…
* She then went back to hospital and boiled these together and in a nasty and bitter concoction and gave to a dying old man and he slowly healed.…
One morning an energetic housewife named Elisa Henry is working busily in her garden, watching in secret interest as her husband sells cattle to another man. When a peddler drives up to her gate, she is intrigued by the peddler's lifestyle. She talks to him and he mentions chrysanthemums, and she eagerly gives him a few chrysanthemums in a bright new pot. She gives him some pots to fix and they talk about his life. When he goes on his way, she feels decidedly more powerful. She cleans and dresses herself for a date with her husband. When they are driving on the road she sees a spot that she knows must be her discarded chrysanthemum gift. She then resigns to being her old self and weeps like an old woman.…
The first time the two boys told the story, their voices touched the audience. The effect had been so strong that even the village headman who, for all his harshness, couldn’t hold back the years pouring from his eyes. When Luo was sick with malaria, the little Seamstress brings four sorceresses to help Luo recover. To keep the sorceresses awake and watching over Luo the narrator recounts ‘The Little Flower Seller’. When the narrator told the story, the sorceresses weren’t too engaged and did not show any sign of influence. Luo wakes up in time to say the final line ‘The saying goes that a sincere heart can make a stone blossom. So tell me, was the flower girl’s heart lacking in sincerity?’ The sorceresses could no longer hold back the tears and started crying. Those people show that even the more emotionless person can have emotions, and stories can bring it out. Stories were invented a by people at the dawn of civilization for many reasons. Some stories were invented to tell history, some to show patterns. In the book "Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress" they discover what stories can do to them, and how powerful they are.…
Client: “Yes, I know that she is very sick, and she was taken away from me our home because I can’t take care of her like I use to.” He puts his head down and begins to weep.” I miss my wife and wish that she could come home.…
The book’s title is from a direct quote of the myth. "I will let my hair grow long for your sake, and I will wander through the wilderness in the skin of a lion"…
ordered his eating and washing and sleeping, with the difference she was not and never would be his enemy. One night she waked him. She was telling him goodbye but he did not know it. He was sleepy and a little annoyed, never full awake, suffering her because she had always tried to be good to him. He didn’t know that she was crying because he did not know that grown people…
The original Disney cartoon of a lion cub blamed for his father's death has been remade into a Broadway musical acclaimed all over the world. Seen by over twenty five million people in over 15 thousand performances this intricately designed wonder has taken over 37 thousand hours just to build the puppets and masks. Julie Taymor the director and costume designer was faced with a problem of whether to create humans or animals playing the part and she decided to make masks that show the animal face, as well as, show the human face giving the character his or her personality. As for expressing other animals that are not part of the main cast or to express a certain theme, 2 different kinds of puppetry were used to express an African theme.…
The narrator is a young, upper-middle class woman, newly married and mother. She is undergoing care for depression by her husband John, who is a physician. The narrator is a complete contrast to her husband. From the very beginning, you easily notice that the narrator is an imaginative and highly expressive woman. It is rather clear in the short story that the narrator allows herself to be inferior to men, especially her husband, John. Him being a physician, he believes that the “resting cure” is the best solution.…
I grew up watching and loving everything Disney, still do to this day, and became obsessed with multiple films. I remember being a child and always wanting to watch “The Lion King” whenever I got the chance. My family would take me down to Disney’s Animal Kingdom, in Florida, every year just so I could see them perform this live. My inner child was elated to learn that I would have the chance to see “The Lion King” live. Multiple people told me how wonderful the show is and I couldn’t wait to see this for myself. I kept thinking this would be like how they performed the show that is down in Animal Kingdom, but was I totally wrong. They recreated a Disney masterpiece in a way that did not disappoint the audience and want them to come back for…
A long time ago there lived a very beautiful woman named Guga who was from a fish tribe. She was in love with two different men, but they had a slightly different personality , Goanna was very strong, greed and brave he expressed his love to Guga by showing off his strength as well his hunting skills on the other side the turtle man Budgial was very romantic he would bring sweet fruits, flowers and cuddle with her while watching the sun go down as she talked he would listen patiently and held her close in his arms but he was a coward. One day Guga was getting teased by a group of people. She looked at the turtle and told him to scare them. When turtle went to fight he ended up being friends with them. Guga was so mad and disappointed and felted…
One night, when in the sky hung a pale moon, a nightingale perched on the sumac tree and sang entrancingly into the night. The creatures of the bog were held in thrall by its exquisite melody. The frog listened, dumbstruck; and all stared at the tree in delight. At the end came clamorous applause. While the nightingale serenaded her song, ducks swum and herons waded close to her and a lonely loon sobbed.…