Ender’s Game Ender’s Game is a science fiction novel which was written by Orson Scott Card. This novel is about a brilliant military strategist‚ Ender Wiggin‚ whose story takes place in the future where there is a constant threat of an invasion from aliens who have been given the slanderous nickname‚ Bugger. Ender’s childhood is not an easy one considering he gets teased at school for being a “third” only to come home to an abusive brother who is always harassing Ender and his sister Valentine
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psychiatrist‚ Viktor Frankl knew a lot about human beings changing themselves. In the book Ender’s Game‚ Ender meets a man named Graff. Graff’s main objective is to train Ender to save the world from the buggers. Graff changes from a cold hearted man to an empathetic and caring person who feels guilt and remorse or Ender at the end of the novel. Colonel Graff is a fascinating character in the book‚ Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card. He displays many different traits that make him interesting to read. This
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Children’s Games According to Pieter Brueghe’s painting‚ children’s games‚ children in the painting are depicted to be having a great childhood‚ one that every child would love and remember. This photo takes place in the Spanish Netherlands around the 1560s. The children are playing with hops‚ kick balls and what looks like to be a game of baseball. Childhood was never and emphasized time in a human’s life during this era. Their parent’s needed help early so a child’s childhood was limited to parental
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Some people will go to extraordinary lengths to achieve a sense of belonging; whether it to be a group‚ culture or city‚ some people will try anything. Techniques such as stage directions‚ hamartia‚ and dialogue are used in the set text Arthur Miller’s “The Crucible” to display belonging and not belonging. Other techniques such as symbolism and camera shot are used to exhibit belonging and not belonging in the supplementary text Your Favorite Martian’s “Zombie Love Song” film clip. In Arthur Miller’s
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Creative writing As I wind down my window piercing sounds of cicada instantaneously bash my ear drums with their high pitched drill echoing into the bush. Hot air swells into the open window‚ and is being pushed back out by the ice cold air conditioning which effortlessly hums out of the vents. The strong sweet smell of summer fills my nostrils with every breath I take. It was just like I had left it so many years ago. The rigid road leaves a enormous dust cloud behind me. It feels like I am a
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Short Story Screaming in pain‚ Rebecca was about to give birth to her first baby. She was forced to have a homebirth as there were no hospitals around for miles. Her shrieks of pain had woken everyone in the neighbourhood‚ many came up to the house to get a glimpse of the situation. One of Rebecca’s friends‚ Rick‚ had rushed into the house in a matter of minutes after he heard the screaming. Rick stayed with Rebecca for several hours that followed to comfort her as best he could. His best attempts
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“Discovering our identity is a challenging journey.” Humanity is born lost. It is only through embarking on a lifelong journey do we even begin to unfurl our identity. As Socrates once said‚ “the unexamined life is a life not worth living.” Without this journey towards self-discovery our time will leave us feeling hollow and unsatisfied. The human race faces many challenging experiences from absent parents‚ to the media’s perception of what we should or could be. Each challenge along with our role
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Nerves and freshly straightened hair‚ I walk into the first house party I have ever been too. House music blaring‚ the haze of cigarette smoke and the scent of cheap wine and bear entice me into an epitome of teenage angst. Hormones are raging at the same pace as the fierce bass notes dropping. God help me. It’s a pale autumn morning and my mum and I awoke to the prize of empty bottles scattered across the kitchen. A small pool of stale leftovers of my father’s evening gathers at the bottom of the
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Bright‚ blood red colours saturated the makeshift tent‚ signalling the arrival of a new year. Red papers rustled in the breeze. Inscribed on them were golden characters each indicating happiness‚ health and prosperity. Red flowers bloomed in their various places around the tent. Bodies piled in ecstatically‚ one after another‚ sniffing‚ as they entered‚ the heavenly aroma of the vast array of foods present. Greetings were exchanged. So was money‚ which remained silent in the red packets they were
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Strange is the fact that we insistently look for things that unite us‚ that are common. But we are so similar! And at the same time absolutely different. Maybe‚ that’s one of the paradoxes in human life. Close‚ and yet‚ in continuous feverish search for facts that confirm this closeness. It’s striking how strong this aspiration of man for company‚ for union and oneness is‚ how permanent is our instinct for escape from loneliness. On this very need‚ the need to belong‚ is based society. Everyone has
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