A Day Essay

One day I pondered threw the charity book shelves, idly searching for something that I wanted, though what that was one did not know. In a way that is the way shopping in charity shops tends to be, one never enters with a particular urgent need, one may be somewhat lackadaisical or off course I do often do be throwing my change into a wishing well- donating a few euro and hoping for what one hope to credit as a great find. My find was the 2009 Bestseller, One Day, by David Nicholls. The book covered with quotes such as ‘’ A Wonderful, Wonderful Book’’ The Times, was left lonely and isolated for a months and I’m sure it cried with the grief of me never opening a single page. But One Day I Did.

I was also unable to navigate my own vehicle to the hospital from excruciating pain and assisted by my younger brother. I was not discharged from HackensackUniversity Hospital until Friday, 7/22/2016 at 5:30am which I followed at 10am in contacting Joann requested a sick day. The pain did not decrease and remained through the weekend where I was unable to perform any workload. I was finally able to have some sensation and movement on my left arm on Monday, 7/25/2016 in which I notified CMS I was not able to complete any work from home and provided hospital discharge documentation. I attempted to complete as much paperwork in a timely manner while still experiencing pain. I acknowledge the tardiness in workload; however, felt my health wasn't taken into consideration. I also maintained consistent communication with

It is apparent from visiting with Dr. Nael P. Ghael on yesterday December 21, 2017, she was no more prepared or familiar with my medical history then she was on November 22, 2017. In November she said she would order my records from Care Now and wait on the results from the MRI. She did not know that I had physical therapy, she said to call you again about me being off work she could not do that. I told her when I did call you, you were so nasty to me and rude I did not get you to listen to why I was calling. I am going to ask you the same question I asked The Human Capital Staff if you are sending me to a doctor that does not have or will not allow one off work to heal, where will I get a doctor’s statement from. It appears I

Dear Leo, -I had a conversation with my case manager Ms., Mila from WSIB she told me that I needed to go to a specialty clinic to get a new diagnosis on my soft tissue injuries because you sent her such referral for me nonetheless I was never informed by you nor you discussed such referral with me in my first visit to the physiotherapy clinic where we met and you completed form 8 for WSIB conversely Dr. Daniels as a family physician with high ethical standards with his professional practice got very concerned that I might had internal bleeding when my co-worker took me after picking me from the stairs injured and upon my request he drove me to his walking clinic where my co-worker narrated to Dr. Daniels as a witness my accident Dr. Daniels

Imagine living a life where majority of your family thinks you’re dead but the government knows you’re alive and is trying to hunt you down. This is exactly how Daniel, known as Day, lives his life in the book Legend, published in 2011 by __________. Throughout this 352 page science fiction book you’re taken on an adventure between the perspectives of two seemingly different people. The author, Mary Lou, writes of June who’s a fifteen year old girl born into wealth and of Day, also fifteen, who comes from the poor sectors. This dystopian novel is full of unexpected turns keeping the reader engaged and never wanting to put the book down.

A blush washed over Vivian's cheeks as she nodded softly. "That they do." she commented softly. Her fans could be very vivid their descriptions on what they wanted to do to one character or another. Some were rather vanilla, some were down right scary, yet some simply left her wet and frustrated. Though no matter what was written Vee figured now one would ever really have the courage to actually bring some of those fantasies to life. It seemed the one man that could and very much was had been right next to her the whole time. She almost laughed at that realization, her legs crossing slowly as her hands moved over her knees.

San Antonio, 2007, my wife and I arrived in Texas. The transportation office calls to inform me of my delivery date, which happened to be the same day I signed in off leave. Knowing how long it takes most moving companies to show up and off-load, I took the initiative to call the unit and inform the sergeant major of the situation. As a senior Non-commissioned Officer, I do not ask for much. However, in informing my new sergeants major of the current situation, there was not an offer to extend my leave, for even a day. This wasn’t something I was accustomed to. Thus, I followed orders and finished with transportation and signed into the unit immediately afterwards. Although he may have had good reason, his action (or lack thereof) set the tone for what was to follow.

BEEP BEEP BEEP. My alarm clock was ringing. Time to get out of bed. I reached over and hit my alarm. It turned off. . Time for school. I got out of bed and grabbed some clothes from my closet in the dark. I threw them on, and looked at myself in the mirror.. It was time to go. I grabbed my backpack and ran to the bathroom. I splashed my face with some water and brushed my teeth. I ran downstairs and pulled open the fridge. I grabbed some bread and butter and made myself a bowl of cereal. I put my lunch in my backpack, and put on my shoes. I stepped out the door.

It was a hot summer night on July 5th I remember it was a day after the fourth of July. Arianna sent me a text asking to come over because she was bored and she complained how she hasn’t seen me in two days. Meanwhile i asked my mom if she could come over and stay the night. My mom was concerned because it was about eight fifty at night, but she didn't ask any questions she just picked up her keys and hooked the dog to her leash and told me to tell Arianna we were on our way. Arianna only lives two blocks away from me, and my mom didn’t mind her coming over because its not a long drive. When we pulled up to Arianna’s house she was sitting on her porch. Her hair was in a messy bun while she was wearing a baggy shirt and sweatpants. All i could do was laugh at her and think to myself “Thats my best friend alright”.

Every Christmas, my family goes on a snowboarding trip to Colorado. We stay for a week in the beautiful city of Breckenridge. On Christmas eve of 2016, my family awoke to one of the most beautiful and visually pleasing days of the year. It was about nine o’clock when I looked out the window and saw the fresh, powdery snow that seemingly floated down from the sky. What a day, I thought to myself. I wondered how I was so lucky as to see such an aesthetic scene after only just waking up. After watching the snow sail gently through the sky for a couple of minutes, I turned around and saw that my family was awake too. We decided to go get some breakfast from the lobby because we wanted to eat before snowboarding. We knew it was going to be a long day.

On a late night, about 10:30. I make my bed and let my dog out to go to the bathroom. After letting her out, I lay in bed hoping to have a good dream. I take off my glasses and turn off my lamp, and turn off my wax burner because my mini poodle does not like the light that it emits, and she likes the moon light.

Prior to the last Element of 2/4 being destined to deploy, I had gotten off light duty status. The doctor released me off such state, only, with the agreement that I would continue my therapy on my own and remain on flat leveled ground during my my healing. The sole purpose of such dismissal was so I wouldn't miss a lot of my work time.

“It’s a great day in America.” The question is, for who? The aura of oppression has plagued the black community indefinitely. While the principal of American values is sound, there is an overwhelming concern with regard to the reality, of who is welcome into the “American Dream.” An undertone has boiled beneath the surface of these values for generations. The robust history of racism in America is alarming. While it is important to note that gains have been made, is a race that is almost won considered victory? Let’s explore. On American soil, in a suburb of Tulsa named Greenwood, Oklahoma, war was waged on America’s own. A massacre so savage, many have opted to delete it from their memory all together. The local and state authority of Oklahoma went as far as to omit it from the public records altogether. Grotesque acts that claimed not only the lives of thousands, but has tainted the American Dream in its entirety. Thus, begging the question, “What exactly is the “American Dream?” In 1921, the face of society certainly differed from what we see today. Flagrant racism did not hide behind closed doors or live behind pursed lips. Racism was widely accepted as a way of life. The bigoted heart was worn as a badge of honor. The oppression of the black race was a sign of the times. Slavery was profound across much of our nation, and blacks were treated with extreme aggression despite their succumbing nature to the ill treatment, they were force fed daily. The vast majority

April 4th 2015 , for most people I know , it was an average Friday morning . For me and two (1)others , this particular morning was far from typical . A day , sure to never be forgotten , transpired by an event of such magnitude and significance , an event certain to change my life forever in more ways than I could have ever imagined . but will the darkness slithered off the granite counter top . As apprehensive as this morning was , I could say the least to be particularly nervous , being at the age I am which would be 17 . But in this incident where my life changed entirely , had much more built up on it than you would believe . It all started in the 7th grade I remember It completely , but I mean how could I not when it was my favorite class , social studies . No , I actually hated social studies back in middle school I liked the class (2)for one reason and one reason only , the girl who was in it . Having no idea (3)at the time I would be spending the next 6 years of my life with , which I bet is always the case (4)for one couple that trugs on through the years till graduation which we did . In your grade everyone knows everyone , . So it wasn 't like we were strangers . She was more of the pretty dallying type of (5)person with the expensive house and the always strict parents that went with it , which was the completely opposite of who I was . I was more of the noiseless crowd , who hung around with the " cool " kids (6)which (7)is the advertising football multitude

Most of their coats are made in the darker shades of brown, green, blue and even black.