Hi I’m Abel and I’m going to be writing an essay that is going to be comparing me and Huckleberry Finn. I chose Huckleberry Finn not only because he is the main character but because he would be a very easy comparison to do. Some comparisons that me and Huck have is that we are both males. Some other comparisons are that we both are intrigued by things around us. Like how he explored the ships that were left unattended or it was shipwrecked. I like going through ruined places mainly becasuse
and pay no mind to them. In Barbara Lazear Ascher’s essay “On Compassion” she depicts the scenario where six people completely ignore a homeless man “The others on the corner, five men and women waiting for the crosstown bus, look away. They daydream a bit and gaze into the weak rays of November light.”(2) It’s almost as if he was invisible to the people, and in that respect many people enjoy the feeling that nobody is watching them. Lastly, home is a place where you’re not under the stress that you’re
the revolution, her words slowly fading away in the background while Xander zoned out. Nothing new on his behalf, in fact he was surprised he'd made it this far in his academics considering most of his time was spent daydreaming rather than actually learning. Though today was different, today his attention wasn't just elsewhere, it was with Buffy. He hadn't heard a single peep from her since that night at Angel's mansion. Xander had pulled an injured Giles from his doom while Buffy went face to face
school, and everything seemed to be going great. I earned a few metals running with the cross country team, exceling in my classes, and spending time with teammates and friends. In addition, my parents were getting ready to welcome the newest member of our family, my younger brother Julian—who would eventually turn
At our summer Kairos training meeting, our leader told us about how she was stressed out for the majority of the past year. She realized her all the stress that was building up inside of her was due to the fact that she had not cried in a while. It was not until she shared this story that I realized I have not cried in a long time. For me crying was a burden, or something to avoid because I usually was the one being cried on not the other way around. But something happened, actually a lot of things
The Giver Essay “What am I going to do?”Jonas thought as the elder planned to release the new child, Gabriel. “ How do I save him?” Jonas pondered. He is a nervous wreck trying to sneak into the release room. He has a syringe in his trembling hand full of water. He grabs the syringe sitting on the table and replaces it with the one in his hand. Then he grabs Gabe, and he runs to his bicycle outside. Jonas empties the syringe into the bushes, and takes off into the woods. Jonas and Gabe go on
In the wake of the 2016 presidential election, much has been said and written about America’s polarized political climate and the endlessly growing inequality issues. This has contributed to the collective fuses of everyday lives running shorter and shorter, more than have been in decades. Along with presidential postmortems, comes a brilliant literary anthology that accidentally reveals the topic of inequality, otherwise known as “A Tale of Two Americans,” edited by John Freeman. Freeman creates
Fantasy is a unique and fascinating genre in which worlds of the imagination flourish and take life, but what is it that makes this genre so popular? J.R.R. Tolkien wrote an essay called On Fairy-Stories explaining the very topic on which he says that the genre of fantasy is a “natural human activity” (54) it is what the mind does when it is not focused on the physical world, but instead begins to wonder about this or that. It is this wandering of the mind that makes the genre is so appealing to
of the group was rude, and unhappy all the time. He would kill any man, no matter how rich or nice. Cesere Borgia was his name. He was the feared man who ruled Italy at the time. He killed many people innocent or not. Two of these people were home to a small family in Italy. They were hung for their foolishness. But they had done nothing wrong. This leads us up to the man by the name of, Ezio Auditore da Firenze. His father and brother were killed by Cesere. Ezio seeked revenge and hatred
dedicated to work and play. In the essay "The Company Man" by Ellen Goodman, he just works himself to death because he is a dedicated employee. I think he showed great traits of dedication but got to caught up in his work. He would work 6 days a week until 8 or 9 pm. Never had any interest outside of work and rarely attended extracurricular activities, unless is was a meeting over some golf. I know many people that this criteria could meet. I hope that none of them die from working themselves to death and