November eighth of last year‚ a day that will live with me forever‚ evolved into a day that my car (Lexi the Lexus) and I almost died. On this lovely Sunday afternoon‚ some friends and I headed out to enjoy our normal Sunday Funday. Shortly after leaving the house for a drive‚ the song “Jesus‚ Take the Wheel” started playing. About ten minutes after the song we sped along about 75 mph down a blacktop back road‚ singing‚ laughing‚ living the time of our lives‚ and carrying on as normal‚ when we
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the American Dream along with his immigrant parents. My neighbors were good people‚ I lived on a cul-de-sac playing sports and other classic games like tag. I was the only foreigner in my neighborhood (Turkish-American)‚ but I felt as though I fit in. My family‚ however‚ was another story. My parents divorced when I was four years old. My father remarried within a year and took us (my older brother and I) in with him. I immediately rejected my stepmother at first side as she tried to impose herself
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Sudhir. I had come back from the UK to my native place. So‚ he invited me to lunch. I got up early in the morning and started getting ready. My sister gave me a cup of tea early in the morning. Then‚ 1 took my bath and got ready. My sister then again asked me to take some snacks and tea but I refused to take it as I was more interested in reaching my friend’s house. She insisted upon me to take a heavy breakfast but I ignored her request. I went out of my house and stood at the bus-stop. I boarded
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Vietnam; my cousin who I call brother went to the same high school with me. The high school I attended was also the school that many gang members attended. Those gang members always abused other students and took their lunch money as well as many of their valuables such as their wallets‚ cell phone and laptops. Our school principal always tried to inform the police about this behavior‚ but unfortunately that did not help. One day my class mate ran into the class room where I was spending my break‚
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I planned a quiet ride with just my horse‚ dog and I. It was expected it to be a normal ride until things went south. The plan was an evening ride with no other person just me and some animals. It was still light but the sun was setting so I should not have gone but did anyway. I went riding down country roads not expecting people to be there‚ but I was wrong. The ride was to escape family‚ I was really excited‚ but things did not end well I had planned to go on a short ride just the dog and I before
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breath‚ repositioned my hands‚ and continued. CREAK! This cannot be happening. Again? Seriously? SNAP! This was the day I ripped my fifth roll of film. The four previous times it happened‚ I exited the darkroom‚ plastered on a smile‚ and continued on. On this day‚ however‚ when the bell rang‚ I scurried into the nurse’s office‚ pretending to be ill. Sulking home and locking myself in my bathroom‚ the bottled up emotions poured out in tears of frustration and embarrassment. Being my eighth mess-up in
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On Sunday‚ November 13‚ 1988‚ I made my first parachute landing from an airplane flying 12‚000 feet above ground. That weekend was very different for my friend Rondon and me. The previous day we left Sao Paulo very early‚ the city where we were studying our Masters Degree and traveled to Americana‚ a small town in the countryside located in the State of Sao Paulo‚ Brazil. When we arrived at Americana‚ about 9:00 A.M.‚ we went directly to the Marte camp‚ an area in the North side where there
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sleep; I feared that the upcoming baby would steal my mom’s love from me. It is normal for children to desire their parents’ love and attention‚ especially for a kid like me who grew up with a single mom. At the age of four‚ my mom was my whole world. I thought she felt the same way until she announced that she would have a baby. I would not have accepted the fact that my mom could divide her love between me and my sister. However‚ when I observed my mom holding a tiny crying baby in her arms‚ witnessing
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Case: West Point cheating incident 1 Description: In the summer of 1976 West Point military academy was rocked by a scandal involving a large percentage of its junior class. A number of junior classmen were found to have violated rules on a “take home” engineering exam that consisted of two parts. Part 1 of the exam was to be completed individually without assistance. Part 2 of the exam was to be completed as a group activity. Instructors upon grading the exams discovered a trend where
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• Narrative tasks may require you to write a story or part of a story; they may also ask you to write a true account. The purpose of your writing is to entertain the reader through the situation you have imagined and also to explore that situation and the characters involved in it • Remember how much time you have in the exam. Don’t try to write too complicated a story. Examiners want quality not quantity. • Don’t fill your writing with direct speech; it causes problems with punctuation and it’s
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