This entry is dedicated to my dad and he will never read it. Sad thing.* When I was 16 I had to write an essay in school about the person I admire the most. So I wrote about my dad. My dad is not famous‚ nor is he rich or talented. He is not a scientist or a professor. But he is the best man in my personal world even if he doesn’t know. We never talk about emotional stuff‚ he never gives me good advice‚ actually we hardly talk. When my dad was young he was a biker. Motorbikes were his lifestyle
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planning to write a paper I always write down all my ideas I want to talk about and my professor for advice too. I specifically think I did very well on paper one. I usually do not enjoy writing when it turns into an essay about a subject I have to pretend to care about‚ but I really did enjoyed writing paper one. From the six weeks of taking this class‚ I do feel like my writing has improved by becoming more structured‚ defined and straight forward. I know my writing has become stronger due to all the
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The Childhood of Two Generations: My childhood vs. My parents’ All I know about my parents’ childhood came from the story that my grandparents told me‚ and some old pictures that my parents showed me. Even if they have seen the pictures‚ the memories of their childhood still fade from their minds. I felt that they do not want to reminisce about that period of time. When I look back to my boyhood and compare it with my parents’‚ I realize that my generation enjoys huge benefits from a stable political
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English Coursework Saturday‚ September 25‚ 2010 2:34 PM The poem ’Not my business’ is about a person who tries to remain detached of the recurring violence caused by the military and does not care about others’ suffering as long as he is not affected. It is a dramatic monologue by the Nigerian Niyi Osundare who uses the narrator to convey his opinion that injustice should push people to unite and fight against together. It is supposed to mirror the Nigerian society but can be applied to any part
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My Mother Is My Blessed Gift There are many people who have inspired me in many ways. But‚ my mother‚ however‚ inspired me the most. She is a very hardworking‚ truthful and a caring person. Besides that‚ she is extraordinary. I am very blissful to be a part of her life and I am overjoyed that she is a part of mine too. However‚ she is not my whole life‚ neither anyone else. I would absolutely idolize my mother as my role model who has a very strong willpower. My mother is actually an ordinary
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This semester my writing saw both the best of times‚ and the worst of times. My worst piece of writing is most definitely the first FRQ essay‚ which was a rhetorical analysis of one of the Onion’s articles. I have never held the most strength in rhetorical analysis. In years past when I would analyze the diction or syntax of an essay‚ I would experience immense difficulty. It was no different when it came to the first FRQ. I floundered‚ like a fish out of water‚ desperately searching for sentences
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I live in a flat near grammar-school. I live in 7-th floor. My house is designed for four member family. We have a small hall‚ the kitchen‚ the child-room‚ the bedroom‚ the living room the lavatory and the bathroom. In a frontdoor I have a peephole. At first there are a very small hall with small wardrobe for shoes and rug. Opposite the frontdoor is living room. There are two carpets‚ sette with two armchairs and two stools‚ the coffe table‚ the table for old record‚ seven beautiful flowers‚
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My debate as my starting point I found my close friends in Junior High School‚ who introduced me with a thing called “dream”. We made dreams together‚ one of them was that we want to study aboard‚ succeed in life‚ and together we will build an Indonesian restaurant in USA. In my 1st grade of vocational high school‚ I applied for student exchange from AFS‚ but I failed. I applied again from Nacel Open Door organization and this time I was selected as Indonesian delegation for 1 year student exchange
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Literacy Narrative My literacy journey has been going full speed since I was able to comprehend the words that my parents spoke to me. Growing up I was a swift learner‚ so the concepts of reading‚ writing‚ and spelling came quick to me. My perfectionist tendencies assisted me in my motivation to learn to words‚ how to spell them‚ and how to use them. My parents took notice of my accelerated learning ability‚ so they pushed it fully. Going to the library was a fun activity that usually occurred once
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reality through its manifestation of all five human senses thus allowing the audience to vicariously experience the moment captured. Of the thousands of photographs taken by my family and I‚ there is one that I would call my favorite. The first thing that comes to mind while looking at this picture‚ especially for someone not from my eclectic Bengali family‚ would be wow. The amalgam of colors‚ faces and personalities may be overwhelming to look at for some but for me‚ the beauty lies within the chaos
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