Morning Java Startled by my alarm‚ I stretch my arm out from under the covers and search frantically in the dark to put an end to the obnoxious sound. I feel around for my lamp and switch it on‚ keeping my position until my eyes adjust to the light. Before I ever get out of bed‚ I’m already overwhelmed thinking of my many tasks for the day. When motivation is scarce‚ there is only one thought that brings me out of my cozy‚ warm bed and to my feet. Waiting to be made is a fresh‚ boosting cup
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masks that I wear in my everyday life. From speaking Vietnamese to painting a portrait to competing a swimathon‚ these three faces are buried behind masks that contribute to the importance of my existence. The first mask I wear is imbedded in me. It is prominent and eye-catching‚ made of pure gold that shines through the darkest corners and dimmest rooms. I hold this mask close because it is a symbol of my heritage and culture. It is worn proudly‚ as it is a representation of my family and our roots
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to Opportunity Program”‚ looks at the long-term effects of children’s education progress in high-poverty neighbourhoods. A randomized mobility experiment in which a subset of low-income minority families living in public housing in high-poverty neighborhoods were given vouchers to move to low-poverty neighbourhoods were used to evaluate 1 policy approach for improving children’s educational outcomes. Four hundred twenty-five New York City children were seen 2 1/2 and 5 years following relocation (mean
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I absently look at the time on my watch‚ “Sure. I’ll meet you around eight or so. Stub and Herbs?” “Stay strong‚” he salutes with a fist. “Army strong‚ Sergeant‚” I smile and continue walking toward the Arby’s down the street. I check the time on my phone‚ class started fifteen minutes ago. May as well make a few bucks to get by‚ I shrug. I cross the Arby’s parking lot and walk next door where a gaggle of crackheads‚ homeless and welfare check recipients all chain smoke in front of the small
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lasted long enough for me to explore. Then‚ as I stood up for the first time‚ the elevator came to a halt and the shiny‚ metal door slid slowly open. With a ding‚ I opened my eyes. What stood before me‚ framed in the elevator door‚ was a giant‚ majestic tree. As I took my first steps out of the elevator‚ the soothing carpet beneath my feet was replaced with short‚ prickly grass. The horizon was hazy and golden and the air was fresh and crisp. As I approached the tree‚ the elevator door shut violently
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He’s a young fellow‚ the comedian‚ with white socks striped in dark‚ and dark suspenders over a white T-shirt. White face‚ red nose. His MO is to take after individuals and emulate their movement without their seeing‚ to the joy of the sizeable‚ regularly evolving group of onlookers. We’re staying here on the means of the Museum‚ hot and sweat-soaked‚ watching the show. The jokester can tail anybody: a smooth lady wearing pink unsettles‚ a child with a mountain bicycle‚ a muscle-shirted man talking
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Annie Normile 11/22/14 College Writing I Professor Liddle Exploring Authentic Experiences The ground beneath the stiff leaves is frozen. The cold‚ brisk air invades my lungs‚ I exhale‚ my breath visible. I step over fallen branches and get tugged on by thorny vines. The untrailed path I forge to the top of this mountain is steep and difficult‚ but worth the work to be a new explorer on the fresh‚ dewridden ground of this lonely mountain on this brisk morning
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into existence. I just love the way I am ridiculed for a dance I create or an opinion I formulate in my head. It makes me feel warm inside like cuddling with my life size teddy bear. I love the way that I am told what is wrong with my dance followed by a nice roll of the eyes. The way that people holler out over my voice almost as if I am just a microscopic mouse yearning for attention‚ warms my heart as if it was placed in a heated oven. When someone rolls their eyes at you after clarifying a step
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WFX2 2:30-4:00 pm DESCRIPTIVE ESSAY THAT LUSCIOUS SALAGUBANG My father is a small time farmer whose taste for exotic foods has been proverbial. Each month‚ he has a list of rare recipes he used to boast about. For example‚ last January‚ he caught a big monitor lizard which he cooked into a very aromatic adobo. I never tried to imagine myself the secrets of his cooking and the condiments that thrilled our nostrils with that mouth-watering aroma. My tour in the kitchen did not end
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Soldier Field I have never been astounded by such marvelous architecture until I laid my eyes on Soldier Field in Chicago‚ Illinois. Soldier Field seemed like a dragon‚ just engulfing everyone who was spectating the Mexico vs Bosnia game on May 2011. When I first laid eyes on the monstrosity‚ I was very intimidated. The thought of entering this behemoth marveled me and made me even more excited to enter and watch the Mexico soccer game that I was anxiously waiting for! Chicago itself is a marvelous
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