luxuries and a huge shortage of money. I had to often help my dad on the farm if there was any chance of affording a Christmas present. Any second I had free I was on the streets playing football with my friends. Football was all I thought and dreamt about. Several years ago my mum bought me a Barcelona kit and some posters which currently remain on my bedroom wall. I had outgrown the kit many years ago now but I loved it and it reminded me of my mum so I still wear it in the streets of our rundown village
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The Clod and the Pebble "Love seeketh not itself to please‚ Nor for itself hath any care‚ But for another gives its ease‚ And builds a heaven in hell’s despair." So sung a little Clod of Clay‚ Trodden with the cattle’s feet‚ But a Pebble of the brook Warbled out these metres meet: "Love seeketh only Self to please‚ To bind another to its delight‚ Joys in another’s loss of ease‚ And builds a hell in heaven’s despite." Corrupted By The Sun I saw her. In a miniscule moment. Her
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were only good as “jiating-funv” but nothing else. Remember once my stepfather has told me a joke‚ which he thinks it is funny/ true about traditional women. Women has small feet‚ so they can easy run around the house to get housework done‚ and especially small feet women can get closer to the skin to wash dishes. This often makes me mad about the existence of gender discrimination‚ I don’t believe that there is anything men or women should or should not do. Housework is not only women’s job; it belongs
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for self-exploration. In the dystopia of Western Europe there is no god and consequently no religion‚ as it was said that‚ “God is incompatible with machines” (234). However‚ John the savage receives two types of religious influences: Christianity and Native American tribalism. Although these two religions are defined by their difference‚ they amalgamate together to present the existence of gods and superior beings in John’s New Mexico reservation’s home. These early influence presented John with
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to feel that her unborn baby was unharmed. "Richard‚ long time‚ no see buddy. How’ve you been?" a voice spoke happily. "Dr. Feinburg‚ it sure is great to see you again‚" replied a second voice. The Mienshao gasped at the sudden sound of the two voices‚ which sounded a bit muffled and distant. She remained quiet and listened to the conversation. "So tell me Richard‚ what have you got for me today?" asked the first voice. "Boy oh boy‚ I’ve got the Pokemon you’ve been waiting for Dr. Feinburg
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he investigated and found the problem. A 10 years old boy was standing on the side of the road with a huge hand painted sign which said “Radar Trap Ahead.” A little more investigative work led the officer to the boy’s accomplice: another boy about 100 yards beyond the radar trap with a
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Vacation to remember On a beautiful day in July‚ the sun shone brightly above the ocean where a sail boat leisurely floated. A pirate‚ named Nabarun who is the captain of his own boat‚ along with his friend Paandu were sailing on the coast of Vancouver. Nabarun and Paandu had come from India and had been best friends for 10 years; they had big dreams of travelling the world together because Nabarun was a pirate and owned his own sail boat which made it easier for them to travel and see family
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This article explores representation of women in short stories written by women writers from the state of Karnataka‚ India. The seven different stories selected for analysis are – (1) The Two Paintings (2) Mother‚ (3) Second Marriage‚ (4) Roowariya Lakshmi‚ (5) Dog’s Tail‚ (6) The Third Eye‚ and (7) The One Who Left Forever. Each of these stories represents women who play different roles that were archetypal of the social milieu of the times. The authors were preoccupied with women’s suffering‚ status
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The Chapel I sat in was lined with wooden pews‚ unadorned as befitted the sombre mood. Inside the atmosphere was oppressive and a faint mustiness hung in the air. I was vaguely aware of the murmurs and rustlings of the other mourners as they took their seats. I dabbed my eyes with the hanker-chief as the deeply moving and melancholy chords of “Amazing Grace” began to filter through the stony walls. Ahead of the pews the mahogany casket was polished to a glossy shine and adorned with pale pink
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other’s eyes‚ mom finally uttered a few words. “I’m sorry Angelina but that’s how it is‚ Siline has to move because her mom found a job somewhere else‚ people don’t always last at one place for too long.If her parents want to move we can do nothing about it.” Mom wasn’t joking and now I was sure of that. The pain immediately ran through me. Siline had been the best friend I’ve ever had. She supported me through everything. They had been together since Grade 7 and now in Grade 9. Angelina’s heart
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