Lady of Letters’ in 1987. It is a dramatic monologue from the ’Talking heads’ collection and was written for Patricia Routledge. This satirical tragic-comedy is about a middle aged woman called Irene Ruddock who writes letters of criticism and the short period in her life when her letter writing is most malicious and trouble making. She is judgemental and likes to look down on people‚ as if she is better than everyone‚ when really she isn’t. Her mixed up life leads us away from the irony near the
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Rain. An unusual occurrence for San Diego‚ somewhat of a “glitch in the system.” The weather may have been warm‚ but the sky told a different story. It spoke with a dreary‚ gray tone‚ swallowing up the sunshine that regularly enlightened the sky each day. The rain pelting to the ground was more foreign than the absence of the sun. I had never encountered rain during my past commutes‚ so this weather brought with it‚ an important learning experience. The heavens opened up and poured out its tears
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Draco relaxes with a smile and sideways glance at Socrates‚ then abligingly back at the seated youth... Yes my son‚ it is discerning of you‚ we will begin forthwith... The young man explains his last recognizable moments when alive at draco’s request... Draco summurizes.... "Now you say you had paused to rest under a great tree when you noticed a shadow appear over you... That of a very sizeable person who growled‚ then shouted some obcenity... But before you could turn to confront your assailant
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with people of a different race‚ but that all changed on our trips to New Orleans. I feel almost ashamed to say I loved her more than I loved my grandparents. But that really isn’t the case; because both of my grandparents had died by the time I was five‚ and
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stood up with feet apart‚ he stretched out his arms to touch the curved walls but couldn’t reach. Taking one side step with his left foot he was able to touch the inner curved wall. John side stepped from center wan touched the outer wall. “OK‚ I’m five foot and seven inches tall. ” John thought to himself. An outstretched arm is about 3 feet long‚ the body width 2 feet. John estimated that the diameter of this curved tube like hallway was about 12 feet wide. Well this curved hallway
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When reflecting on the day and then writing this story‚ I discovered that although we were together as a family for the entire day‚ at the same time‚ we were separated by an invisible wall created by technology that took us away from being in the moment with each other. This was the exact message my dad was trying to get across in his hour-long lecture. I won’t give the exact play by play of his entire lecture‚ but it started out as him telling me how “bratty” and selfish I had been toward the family
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Anzlee is a sixteen year old girl with hair the color of midnight that cascades down her back. Her skin a russet‚ reddish-brown with freckles painted across her face‚ showing her liveliness‚ while on the other hand‚ her eyes posses a sense of lifelessness. She always had exceptional grades‚ but this year in high school something changed. Her motivation to try and do well in school began to fade away. Her A´s went to B´s and shortly after those B´s turned to C´s‚ she no longer cared. Anzlee began
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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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was looking straight at him and my face read guilty all over it. Anyone nearby could have witnessed my reaction. I hoped to God they didn’t. Even a guilty face could get you terminated‚ because when the guards came to arrest a dissenter‚ they grabbed five others
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where I was. When she finally stop talking to catch her breath I told her I was coming home. I went down the slide and walked towards my car. As I drove home I passed by the same bridge and remembered about being in conflict with my emotion doing that short time. But just like before I forgot all about it once I passed under it. When I finally walked inside the house which was greeted by yelling from my mother‚ I had an
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