New SAT Aims to Realign With Schoolwork” written by Tamar Levin informs students about the new SAT and the general public about necessary changes given to the new exam. The College Board announced on Wednesday a reconsideration on ways to transform the test. This includes: ending the penalty for guessing wrong, cutting vocabulary words and making the essay optional. David Coleman, in partnership with Khan Academy Partnership, criticizes his own exam, which is what caused him to alter the SAT. David
Fera was gently massaging her blackened eye from last night’s altercations when she saw Jodd’s reflection in the mirror; a reflection that she could no longer recognize. She saw his stout frame sinking onto the couch, beside their framed wedding day photograph, that hung on the plaid wall, which had no significance, or no memory that they could not associate with pain. She exhaled a sigh of relief after looking at his small eyes that no longer had any trace of white color, and was shrouded in redness
My parents were listening to southern gospel while my sister was singing songs off an Ariana Grande album. It was borderline torture. When we arrived in Grand Marais, we went to a pizza parlor called Sven & Ole's. My dad ordered the pizzas, and we sat for a few minutes before our pizza arrived. My dad prayed for our food, and we started to eat. I was feeling anxious, so I wolfed down two slices of pepperoni pizza. When I finished, I told my dad I was going to walk to the lighthouse. He told me to
My eyes flitted open as my stomach roiled with nausea. Lying there in bed, tiny goose bumps began their gradual journey from my ankles to my shoulders. Turning my head to simply check the time was not an option. How long had I been sleeping? I was motionless; my head fastened to the pillow until I could muster up the strength to swing my legs off the bed and do what I knew needed to be done. An odor redolent of smoke hung in the air. I pinched my nostrils shut. Nothing in my house was burning, of
wavering shadows of the nearby buildings and dwellings, the condescending splatters of the punitive rain ultimately distorting everything in its path. With tentative, lead-laden steps, the mysterious figure stumbled along, the numerous reflections of the surroundings
The bond and love that exists in human life is the most important part which is shared by human beings. If there was no bond and relationships there would be no perspective at all. This helps the world to move ahead and human beings and their lives enhanced with sentiments. The author has displayed in her books, the cutting edge of Indian women’s look for restoration of connections that are central to them. Her claim as an author is similarly indicative of the resistance to women's activist expression
tyranny has been quietly growing in all of the family members, it is kambili’s brother jaja who embodies the idea of revolt in the first chapter. Eventually, their resistance to the paternal tyranny grows to the point of the mother killing papa and jaja taking the blame for the murder. There is a clearly articulated emphasis on the anticipation of freedom and a domestic scale, and the novel is essentially concerned with whether freedom can be achieved and at what cost. Compared to jaja, who starts to question
black car as he put my luggage in the car. At this point I strongly advise against trusting strangers! Throughout the journey I noticed that the driver could not speak in English as I tried to engage him in conversations but he just looked at me. I sat there silently looking outside the window to experience China later I fell
centre of my kitchen. I didn’t realise I had as much stuff as I did until it was all in my tiny house. “That was the last box, Mum." I called hoping she heard me as I couldn’t be bothered to shout louder. She was somewhere in this house. Probably taking it upon herself to start unpacking my boxes. This was my new start. My new beginning. Lost in thought of how this new adventure is going to pan out, my mum had stepped back into the room. She was staring at me with a content smile. "I'm so proud
Like other kids, high school is a place where one tries to understand who they are and often mistakenly tries to become someone that they’re not. With my experiences in high school, the academic and athletic strains that begged me to quit, and the community services that I participated in, the person that I am today would be nonexistent. Walking into the zoo known as “high school”, was one of the most daunting experiences that I faced in my adolescent years. The girls were beautiful, and