A Brief Note On The Tongue Like A Sharp Knife, Kills Without Drawing Blood

In the real world people don't see words as a weapon. Instead we see it as something that is crucial for us to function in society. People don't look at the big picture and see how words really are something that can be dangerous. Zusak writes, “Blood leaked from her nose and licked at her lips. Her eyes had blackened. Cuts had opened up and a series of wounds were rising to the surface of her skin. All from words. Liesel's words” (Zusak, 253). Words are everything to humans. It doesn't matter where you are in the world, words allow you to break down that barrier that's holding you back from connecting to others. Words change lives both positively and negatively. liesel expresses, "I have hated words and i have loved them, and i hope i have made them right” (Zusak, 528). When Liesel wrote this she understood how powerful words were. She knew that a single word can impact many many people. Most people don't think about what they are going to say before they say it. it comes naturally they say what they think. picture this, what if we were able to use words to our advantage like liesel? We can we just have to think. Words are everything, they are most certainly not things that wander out of people’s mouths and have no

Blaise Pascal once said: “Kind words do not cost much. Yet they accomplish much”. The same could be said for harmful words. One word could change someone's entire day, whether that be kind or harmful is all up to the speaker. Words can hurt and they can repair, but they can never be forgotten. Words are powerful and can be used numerous different ways. Words can dictate how we are perceived, they can be used to persuade, they can be used to evoke emotion, logical sense and credibility as well as how a person’s daily life plays out.

Few relationships are as special as the bond between sisters. Siblings know us greater than even we know ourselves sometimes; it’s through this insight, their insight, that we can see ourselves better and grow into who we aspire to be. My relationship with my sister is no exception; she’s my best friend. She’s a part of why I am who I am today, and it all started with a name.

“For many years I taught art to reluctant students who never appreciated the detail required to communicate meaning behind the subject. You, however, seem able to do this.”

Looking into her eyes, I realized that she was not as happy or as content with life as she showed herself to be. Beneath her sprightly demeanor, she hid her disappointment and loneliness.

She can illustrate her thoughts onto paper like how she drew trees that looked dead and cracked.

It’s happened to us all, we have said something that didn’t come out right. When, this happens the words that spill out do not represent your message. Instead the person or people the words are directed to may be offended or worse. This is an example where I was placed in this exact position.

Analyzing her drawings was simple since she was very detailed when drawing them, she focused a lot on the details of her pictures and she seemed very concerned with wanting to get her drawings identical to the book. Several times she wanted to borrow the book and look at it again, but I told her

When my sister and I were in middle school, my perspective of my sister was horrible. I despised her and didn’t want to have anything to do with her due to her ignorant attitude. For example, when I was feeling depressed because my older cousins were ostracizing me, she didn’t notice and didn’t stand up for me. I felt angry at her and I saw her as an irresponsible bother that happened to have my bloodline. However, after we moved to South Pasadena, my perspective of her began to change. Because we moved into a new place full of strangers, we only had ourselves to relate to. I wasn’t very efficient in making new friends and I began to eat lunch by myself. My sister, realizing that I was alone like she was, began to pay attention to me and ate lunch with me. She was aware of my friends and people that didn’t like me, and she stayed with me when my cousins tried to leave me out on playing with them. My sister became my best friend and I realized that she was not a stranger that I should hold a grudge on but was someone that I could depend on when I was

Xyquell- She did an excellent job. She even self-checked when she realized she was missing punctuation. When she finished I asked her to draw a picture that matched her sentence. When she was finished, she was so far off that I was surprised. For tomorrow I plan on having her read me her sentence and asking what would that look like in a picture? Describe it to me. After she does this I will then ask her to draw it out. Then I will tell her that I can now go to the picture for help if I could not read her

You nodded slowly and she clapped her hands "Good!" she said with enthusiasm before jumping back into her chair.

"She's here, She's here" his voice held excitement with every word he spoke. Everyone quickly turned their heads towards my direction. In a moment they are all running to my direction , engulfing me in tights hugs

“Isn’t it exciting!” Her eyes sparkled and she couldn’t stand still, which caused some very

I watched as her eyes lit up at my offer, nearly bouncing up and down. She was excited and couldn’t seem to stop smiling at me.

Mary was grading one of her 4th grader’s homework while angrily mumbling about the fact that a 4th grader’s handwriting is pretty much a glorified scribbling when the man came in.