Hugh Garner’s "One-Two-Three Little Indians" addresses the fate of Native Americans who have lost the sense of their true identity to the racist nature of the Europeans who colonized Canada. The main character in the story‚ Big Tom‚ appears physically and mentally worn out by his life. At the beginning of the story‚ the reader gets a sense of bitterness with how he perceives his life. Despite living in poverty‚ he appears to be a caring father. The reader senses Big Tom grappling with his Native
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food preparation duties from the household maidens ordinarily assigned those chores…the dining area became chaotic whenever
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the route of which she would go through the woods‚ or the route of which she would take the sidewalk along the busy street‚ just 4 miles up the trail from her cabin in the hindered woods. Alice reminisced and foreseen herself back in that hospital room‚ on that late October night. Alice had been in a very competitive race. Using her robust legs‚ she ran eight rounds‚ around the vengeful track. There were many very competitive women in this track race‚ Alice minded her own business. You see‚ Alice isn’t
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showed any signs of fear. Never have I seen such an intelligent animal before. Lucky was the king of his own world. Everything was his prey. Supporting Character: Me I was protective and proud of my dog. The world was ours for the taking. He was the one person I could talk without being judged. I was definitely the adventurous type and when I would decide it was time for an adventure. I would never forget to have my comrade by my side. PLOT Exposition: This story was some of the best times
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ARE YOU CRYING‚ asked the Yeller with a look of anger and hate in his eyes. In all of the fear that Blur was feeling‚ she shook her head no as she had no other defense against this man other than the ability to deny what he was saying. It was so hard to not cry… WHY ARE YOU LYING TO ME?! NEVER LIE TO PEOPLE OF A HIGHER RANK! NEVER LIE TO ME OR ANYONE ELSE! I HOPE I AM UNDERSTOOD! BECAUSE YOU LIED‚ YOUR PUNISHMENT WILL BE FAR WORSE THAN WHAT IT WAS GOING TO BE! The Yeller looked at the children
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The Most Dangerous Game The most obvious theme of "The Most Dangerous Game" is that which arises from the relationship of the hunter and the hunted. At the very beginning of story‚ Rainsford and Zaroff are presented as equals. Both characters are well-accomplished big-game hunters. As the story unfolds‚ however‚ their roles change. Rainsford is thrust into the position of the hunted. However‚ he tries to undermine the game by setting traps for the hunter. Rainsford’s form of hunting is passive
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again. I had made certain arrangements before I left‚ our family dog was not allowed on the ship that we were going to be arriving in America‚ so I had my parents take care of the dog for us. It was a hard thing to do seeing that the dog had become more than just a pet to the children and I‚ for we almost would recognize him as a family member. Most of our possessions we were able to keep with us‚ but we had to keep the load light since it was going to be a tight stay in the steerage. I wasn’t sure
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"Warning this story comes with a curse ‚listening to the end will give you the curse.” Mary was a girl who loved to be scared and October was her favorite time of the year ‚because her school had a scary story club after school‚ on Halloween a new boy wanted to speak ‚his name was Chris‚ Mary saw him but never talked to him .he went up to the stage ‚and he began to talk and as he talked the room seemed to get darker and colder ‚and then he yelled “and there” ‚and he held up a mirror scaring everybody
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through the air and my eye catches a beam of the mid-morning sun‚ I realize that I failed to return from the mead hall. That could prove to be a costly mistake. “This isn’t an inn‚ Cathasach‚” said Judoc‚ my friend‚ the hall’s keeper and‚ fortunately‚ Amoorhi’s finest chef. “Have clemency‚ brother! I am still weary from last evening’s battle against the Mac Feltin.” “Ha!” he retorted. “You fought no harder than I did‚ and I left the hall with my sling just as our victory horns sounded.”
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Putting the mask over his face‚ Erik stared into the mirror. His one-sided conscience told him that destroying the property of families and friends is hilarious. “Let’s go!” Arthur‚ the sidekick begged to start vandalising. The two high school boys got into the black Jeep. Erik grabbed the brown bat. There were red streaks in the groves of the bat. Smashing the window‚ Erik began to hit the mailboxes. Arthur’s car engine roared‚ wanting destruction. The mailboxes cried. Brown‚ black‚ pink‚ orange
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