guardian. Through rebellion process‚ a child must go through challenge of their beliefs‚ enduring influences‚ acceptance and understanding. By analyzing characters from the stories about rebellion‚ I realize that one does not simply rebel to disappoint others; it is more of a misery than having an understanding of one another. In the story "Sonny’s Blue" by James Baldwin‚ Sonny struggle to find what he truly is and what he wants to be‚ with the inevitable interference of his brother’s logical approach
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THE MOST HATEFUL WORDS By Amy Tan The most hateful words I have ever said to another human being were to my mother. I was sixteen at the time. They rose from the storm in my chest and I let them fall in a fury of hailstones: "I hate you. I wish I were dead...." I waited for her to collapse‚ stricken by what I had just said. She was still standing upright‚ her chin tilted‚ her lips stretched in a crazy smile. "Okay‚ maybe I die too‚ " she said between huffs. "Then I no longer be your mother
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on the hardship Victor had to go through during his school years‚ “Hair’’ from the Autobiography of Malcolm X by Malcom X and Alex Haley focuses on how it can be hard to accept oneself when society tries to say different‚ and “Two Kinds’’ from The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan tells about a distraught relationship between a mother and daughter over piano lessons. Culture Clash is
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the two stories “Two Kinds‚” by Amy Tan and “The Rocking Horse Winner‚” by David Lawrence. Whether the aspirations are from the death of a family member‚ as in “Two Kinds‚” or a financial situation as in “The Rocking Horse Winner‚” the effects are shown to be too much for a child to handle‚ causing a feeling of pressure to fill the void. This can rob them of a happy childhood and ruin the relationship with their parents‚ ultimately causing psychological problems or even death. In the story‚ “Two
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Fantasy Story: Once upon a time there was a girl named Belle. She lived in a magical kingdom‚ but was unaware of it‚ until her 13th birthday. She and her friend Sunny are to discover that there were more than flowers in a garden. “Let’s hurry!” yelled Belle “We don’t have much time!” “Ok‚ ok‚ I’m coming!” murmured Sunny groggily. It was 3 in the morning after all! The two girls were heading to the Tulip Meadow. It all had started when they were having a sleepover
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being hated‚ don’t give way to hating And yet don’t look too good‚ nor talk too wise If you can dream and not make dreams your master If you can think and not make thought your aim If you can meet with triumph and disaster And treat those two impostors just the same If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap of fools Or watch the things you gave your life to broken And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools If you can make one heap of all
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Kevin Yuan 2014年10月16日 “What the hell you looking at mate? Have we ever met before? You started this! ” An outrageous yell from the liquor store passed all the way across the street. Jimmy is trying to pick up a fight with a boy half the size of his and not even one fourth the age of his. Jimmy lacks patience and gets mad very easily. He is turning 69 next Saturday and he is still a mad man as he had always been. Jimmy lives in a shack by himself an hour away from the town. No one knows how long
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Short Story There is one thing in my life that I cannot go a day without and that being my purse. My purse is much more important to me than a hauler of my things that gets carried along with me everywhere I go. It metaphorically carries my life in its silk lining. So on a frigid day in November while on vacation in New York‚ I made a horrible realization that I lost my purse. After realizing that I lost my purse I felt like a mother that just lost her child. All I could think about is that
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me time to emotionally prepare myself for the torture that I would later have to endure. I also did not mind looking out the window at the grey world around me. I was the last to be picked up in the mornings‚ so when the bus made an unexpected stop two blocks from my house I could not help but to look over towards the doors. A tall boy‚ who looked to be about my age‚ stepped onto the bus. He had brown hair just above shoulder length and blue-green eyes that were bright enough for me to notice from
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Short Story Rough Draft Natasha and her mother had never gotten along very well. They fought daily. The atmosphere in the house was always tense. It was no wonder that her mother was so sick. Everyone in the family knew of her condition. Well everyone but Natasha. A few months ago‚ Natasha was at a friend’s house and her mother had to go to the hospital. Apparently the stress from all the fighting over the years was making her sicker and sicker. When they had tried to tell Natasha‚
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