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    Charge of the Light Brigade Mini-analysis The poem‚ Charge of the Light Brigade‚ has quite a complex rhyming scheme which can make the poem difficult to understand at first. I think that he may have designed it this way to instil a feeling of victory and valour at the end of the poem. I would argue that this‚ along with other literary techniques‚ shows that Tennyson was successful in glorifying the Charge of the Light Brigade in his poem. As I mentioned before‚ the rhyming scheme is an integral

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    the Light” Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=74Y38Oy4AM4 Story of creation. Of how The Raven steals the light to save the world from darkness. Back in time when there were no stars and no moon‚ to light up the evening sky. In the beginning the‚ earth was veiled in complete darkness. You can imagine it was very difficult to get anything done‚ but one animal in particular The Raven was pretty frustrated with the state of affairs. The Raven: “I cannot even see where I am going‚ how am I supposed

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    was the time when Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump were candidates for the election of the president. When I came to the US for the first time it was like I am blind and could not see anytime because I was new to all the roads that were going we our road‚ on top of us‚ etc. In the the US they use to say that if you don’t know how to drive then you are without legs‚ if you don’t know the roads then you are blind‚ if you don’t know English then you are dumb. When I came to the US I knew how to speak English

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    I was walking by myself on Grandview Avenue and found a wallet with $250 cash. No one saw me. The wallet had a lot of credit cards in it. I thought I had better take it to its owner. I looked at the license ID‚ and the person in the picture was of someone named Patty Schwab. I have never heard of someone named Patty Schwab. I asked a few people walking by if they knew any Patty’s‚ but no one did. The owner of a SHOP across the street must have heard me asking about Patty‚ because he told me that

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    a time when i ran away

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    A TIME WHEN I RAN AWAY I’ve had enough of my life. Everybody at school jeers at me and constantly bullies me. Even the teachers pick on me‚ because I’m not exactly the brightest student. Everyday I go home battered and bruised yet my parents still don’t take a second look at me. I may be shy‚ but I’m also mysterious‚ curious and after some thought‚ and quite a lot of beatings‚ I decided to try something new‚ to run away from home. I’ve been travelling for ages now‚ with no insight of where I’m

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    their blessings. They bring with them beautiful presents. My last year’s birthday was truly special and memorable for me. The morning began with a trip to the temple. After coming home‚ my mother served me delicious breakfast. Then my mother and staff became busy in decorating the house. They went to the market and bought balloons‚ party ribbons and clown caps. Soon they were all busy in decorating the hall. The staff with utmost care helped my mother in tying balloons‚ ribbons and soon the house was

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    The outsider There are few times in my life when I constantly felt like an outsider. Many of these were in a time in my life when I was going through a lot along with you never fitting in. When you’re new to a school or you’re not like everyone else it can really put a damper on whether or not you may fit in. At a young age I was taught that you can’t please everyone and this is very true in the world we live in. This makes everything harder the older an individual gets because it seems no matter

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    When I Grow Up In Mexico

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    Growing up in Mexico This is my story of when I was a little girl in Mexico. When I was growing up it was very different from now.​ I​ ​grew up in a big city. Today‚ there is a lot of smog and crimes. I only remember the good things though. Like‚ the house we grew up in‚ the tacos we woud eat every morning before school and my grandfather. My memories at five years old are very few. I​ ​remember​ ​my​ ​mom​ ​cooking​ ​and​ ​cleaning our ​house.​ ​We​ ​used​

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    grade‚ I changed the way I dressed‚ my taste in music‚ my group of friends‚ and I cut and colored my hair. And for what? A boy that I had a crush on named Adam. At the time‚ I had no idea that my new identity would put my life on a different set of tracks. Consequently‚ I ended up dating Adam for the majority of 7th grade and I assimilated myself into a new friend group which consisted of mostly Adam’s friends. I was like a sheep that never strayed from the herd. Dressing the same as my new friends

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    When I Cry: A Short Story

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    time I finished reading the last page‚ I was full on crying. I threw the notebook on the ground and started crying. Jexavier and Daniel were right beside me and I didn’t care. They have never seen me cry before‚ I have seen them cry but they haven’t seen me. I rarely even cry. Not even in funerals for I didn’t seem to have the motive too. I would still be hurting‚ but I wouldn’t cry. It’s just not the way that I express my grief. Whenever I do cry‚ it’s because of something huge. In my life‚ I have

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