My Take on a Short Story and a Poem Geraldine Carlson ENG 125: Introduction to Literature Instructor: Paul Wiltz December 17‚ 2012 My Take on a Short Story and a Poem There are certain elements to a poem or a short story that can capture a reader and draw them in. Whether it is an unforgettable setting‚ or a character that captures your imagination‚ every piece of literature shares some of the same elements. All literature is written differently and therefore interpreted differently
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rather be efficiently slotting posters all day than having to be the waste collector that removed radioactive liquid from heating cells. He sighed in relief as the meal bell chimed and hurried to the village centre where he lined up for a paper bag of lunch and sat at his usual spot in a corner next to the warm heating vents left over from the war. Hewat was still being cleaned up from the effects of the last world war and although there were still bits of ruins everywhere‚ the government was making
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for even going out after ten and then hand him to Satan for even touching a cigarette or however they smoked the drug. If he took the drug? He shuddered at the thought. Hours of counselling would obviously ensue. That and dance would be taken away from him.
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the cross that hanged from his neck. With a small glimpse of light appearing‚ he fixed himself upright‚ proud‚ straight and still. His hands brushed the victory medal as he saluted to the rising sun that glared over the nation. Without hesitation‚ back straight‚ hands stiff and elbows bent‚ I mimicked as he turned to face me. His impassive expression suddenly filled with colour as he lifted me onto his shoulder. “Come on‚ let’s make some morning tea”. *** Stepping away from my office windows‚ boiled
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BELONGING STORY(2) Coughing violently‚ I passed the glass pipe along to the young man beside me‚ who took a long drag before handing it on the next in the circle. I could feel the foul-tasting smoke tear down my throat and withstood the urge to vomit. The entire room was overflowing with a fetid haze; it grated against the back of my throat as though it were sandpaper. I fought to maintain my composure and appearance of serenity‚ but if anyone looked close enough they would easily be able to distinguish
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Prolugue I’m Charlette‚ but most people call me Charle. This is my story. The story about a girl‚ just a girl. No magically fairies or wizards‚ no queens or kings and nothing different from the world you live in now‚ yet some people might find this fassinating for reasons unknown. I’m a normal girl‚ well as normal as a 14 year old girl gets. My brown eyes and brown hair blend with a crowd and my average height and weight don’t stand out. I don’t really work to hard with my grades‚ so they are
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the cobblestone pathway that led to the mausoleum‚ looming darkly against the feeble moon. I strode through the graveyard‚ glancing nervously around at the shadows that lay thick upon the graves like a shroud. Tulips‚ protruding like withered stakes from the ground‚ lined the pathway‚ and I could smell their sickly-sweet odor as I approached the mausoleum‚ looming above me like a forbidding monument to the feeble moon above. “Rachel!” I cried out‚ my voice shattering the silence but failing to carry
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The sun was slowly setting from its rightful place in the sky‚ soon bringing the night sky over the metropolitan city of Novastoke. The city was very lively on a daily basis always leaving people with something to do and never allowing boredom to exist. Isaac walked with his hands in his pockets as he looked around looking at each shop. He wore a sleeveless white t-shirt which was filled with holes‚ khaki pants‚ which had dirt all over it and worn out black sneakers. He was a dark skinned male‚ 5’9
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Question… Using a country of your choice as an example‚ demonstrate how the government seeks to compensate for market failures. Name: Alex Dagnall Word count: 2382 Seminar tutor name: Lawrence Green. Group Number: 5Q4Z0008/9/Tutorial/A/09 In my essay I am going to talk about the way in which the UK government deals with market failures and the several approaches they can and have taken with the aim of preventing certain aspects of market failure from re-occurring. I will be particularly
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Literary Analysis of The Story of an Hour When faced with the loss of a loved one‚ numerous individuals would become troubled and miserable. Some would even think that their life is not worth living for without that special loved one. However‚ in Kate Chopin’s‚ “The Story of an Hour‚” Louise Mallard is a young woman who exemplifies an entirely contrasted response when notified that her husband‚ Brently Mallard‚ died in a tragic accident. Despite the catastrophic information‚ she discovers
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