Bob Marley's Get Up, Stand Up

I heard the faint high pitched beeping of my alarm clock as I opened my sleep covered eyes. I attempted to roll out from under my covers but immediately retreated as I felt the chilly spring air touch my skin. While I was mustering up the motivation to get out of bed, I glanced at my alarm clock. “11:00 AM” it read in boxy, glowing numbers. Had I really slept in that long? I finally rose from my bed, traveling down the stairs to make myself some breakfast. “Hi, girl!” I greeted my dog where she was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. I smiled to myself as I turned on some music, opened the fridge to retrieve some eggs, and turned on the stove. It felt like a fine Saturday morning until I remembered that I had a lacrosse game later

Bob Marley and the Wailers were an influential reggae group from Jamaica. The group produced music that was inspiration for the people of Jamaica. Both in their struggles for freedom and equality. The one inspiration for the musicians was the teachings of Rastafarianism: a type of monotheism religion. Monotheism literally means the belief in only one God. Rastafarians believe in one God called Jah. They believe that Jah sent his son in the form of a man named Haile Selassie I. Rastafarians also believe that speech is very important, because through speech they can feel the presence and power of God. When the Wailers released their first record called “Simmer Down” it sold over 80,000 copies (“Early Wailers”). Rastafarian teachings also influenced many of the later albums the band would produce. Robert Nesta Marley and the Wailers developed great music full of love and inspiration. The band produced music with strong messages, high energy performances with proactive audiences, and high levels of performer engagement.

My phone’s alarm went off early in the morning; I let it play a little more as the alarm was my favorite song. Instead of being cranky by the alarm, I bumped to it. The birds chirped from all angles, the neighbor’s dogs barked at each other, while he was too busy mowing to lawn. But, I was in a terrific mood anyway. The blinds, slightly open, let bright sun rays hit my floor, while the A/C blasted. I slowly got up, and let out a loud yawn. Bones cracked at every single body joint. The pleasing aroma of coffee and the savoring smell of eggs filled up my nostrils. I put both feet down, and head to the pull-up bar where I hang on it for a few seconds, stretching out my spine. I turn my head toward the calendar to make sure today was the day. Indeed it was, reading the month of July with 2008 written in big, bold letters. Butterflies filled up my stomach with goosebumps everywhere.

“You may begin!” Everybody dived into the paper. I stood at the front of the room with the timer in my hand. As the timer went off, I yelled,

It was an ordinary day in new york, People going to work, birds chirping to indicate that fall had just sprung. A normal tuesday, the sun rising, another ordinary school day at central queens junior high, but not for Robert. Robert had snuck out of school, and he had found out that a couple of his friends were sick. He invited them over and one of his best friends, Alex came over. Robert and Alex played down at the park where they had met up with one of Alex’s friends, Jacob. They hung out until it was time to go back over to Robert 's house, when his new acquaintance Jacob said,

I heard soft footsteps coming for my door. Knock, knock. “Come in,” I sighed. My mom opened the door and walked over to my bed. I could smell her sweet perfume, and was overwhelmed with a feeling of content. “Madison, my cell phone is out of minutes for the month and I need to call somebody about an ad on craigslist. It won’t be long, sweetheart.” Tony always paid her phone bill, and they were on the same contract. My feeling of content faded into disappointment. I argued with my mom for a short moment, and soon realized it was not worth it. I handed over my shiny, yet beat up purple flip phone. Mom, looking a little guilty, strolled out of my room. I decided to follow her so that I could help myself to some dinner. Holding my phone in her hand, my mom, almost skipping, made it down the stairs and out the front door in record time. “Why is she going outside to make a phone call?” I asked myself. I searched the fridge and the cupboards for any sign of food that actually looked good to me. I didn’t find anything, so I huffed to myself and turned out of the deserted kitchen and back up the stairs. Instead of going into my dreadfully boring room, I walked into my sister’s room. “Madison, what the hell? Why don’t you ever knock?” Sydnie asked, accusingly. “I’m sorry,” I wasn’t sorry, “I just can’t find anything to eat and I’m bored. And Mom is outside on the phone with some person about something. My phone.” Syd squinted at me with her soft blue eyes through her freshly dyed black hair and her heavy dark eyeliner. She had been busy typing away on the Acer laptop she’d gotten for Christmas months before. She took her eyes off me and focused back onto the screen of her laptop. I stood there in her doorway sluggishly for minutes before she finally lifted herself out of her twin size bed and made her way through her messy room. I can’t remember a time when Sydnie’s room was clean. She

Twenty-one years old my middle brother began to drink constantly on a regular basis. Problems back home had influenced him in drinking, but also the people he correlated himself with back then. He took quite some time to overcome his addiction, but during his intoxicated moments he resembled that of Victor’s family. One night during my brother’s intoxication my brother had come down to our house to get away. When my brother rang the doorbell, I quickly rushed towards the door, opening it to find my brother’s eyes bloodshot red. Walking in face forwards he slowly took what felt like one hundred paces to our red couch, which already contained a few broken springs on the left cushion. Once reaching the target he plopped down like a heavy book

“Time for school Rosy.” said Riley as she went to Rosy’s room to wake her up. After Rosy got dressed, Riley drove her to school at East High School. As she takes a seat in Mrs. Rogers’ math class, the bell rings. Mrs. Rogers is about to close the door till Adam Matthews, the most popular guy and one of the best athletes in school, sprints in. Mrs. Rogers said “You are late once again Adam. You are failing my class, so I have no option, but to assign you a tutor to help with your studies starting

Later, I lay awake in bed. There’s a strange feeling in the air, and I feel like someone is watching me. I pull the blinds up on the window, but there’s nothing to be seen but darkness. The ‘digi-clock’ on my bedside reads twelve o’ clock. I walk into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

After class James talked to his friends, “Hey man that was hilarious what the teacher said in class” Says William the starting quarterback. “Ya man did you hear how sarcastic that was it was sad she burned you” Says Kale the starting wide receiver. “Ya I don’t know why she doesn’t like me” Says James. “She never has because you took her son’s position at running back” says William. “That is why but still it’s like I meant to anyways I didn’t even want to be running back, I’m happy I am now but I didn’t want to then” Says James. “Hey man we gotta get to class” says James Ya we do last, class of the day you always got to be in time for” says Kale.

With five minutes left before school began, they considerably ignored the speed limit in order to arrive on time. Jeff screamed, “I would rather be late than go 65 miles per hour in a 35 mile per hour area!” With the school in sight, a blaze of red and blue lights flashed around the car. With the music on full volume, Katie was oblivious to the squadron of police cars and helicopters surrounding her vehicle. Knowing she would be incarcerated, Jeff sprinted to the front entrance of the school and lunged for the door handle. Before he could reach it, the principal, Mr. Marley, stepped directly in front of him. “Saturday school it is,” he scoffed while opening the door for Jeff. After arriving in his first period class, his favorite teacher, Mr. Garvey, handed him an assignment. In the top right corner of the page, it read in red ink, “Due at the end of class.” Noticing there were only eight minutes left to finish his in-class essay, he scribbled down whatever crossed his mind. At the end of the day, Mr. Garvey called Jeff into his office. In his left hand, he held the in-class essay he assigned that day. Before passing out onto the ground, Jeff caught a glimpse of a large red ‘F’ stamped on his

I woke to shouting and banging on my door. I grabbed my pocket watch from the side of my bed; it read 4 o’clock. Who would be at my door this early in the morning? I thought. My body was dragged from the bed as I trudged along to my front door.

On Monday October 29,2017 I woke up in Haverhill, Massachusetts at 7 in the morning, but that morning didn't feel like I was in Haverhill. I woke up in a daze,my mother on the other side of the door, “ Babez wake up it’s 7 now”. The daze could have been from the fact that I got an extra hour of sleep and I was too comfortable to get up, however it wasn't the first time I had slept in. While getting ready time seemed to be standing still, Completing my hair and makeup perfectly(...well to me) in under twenty minutes and I looked presentable,but I wasn't mentally there. Something was still off and I couldn't figure it out. Dismissing it I go downstairs to wait for my mom, we all know twenty minutes isn't enough for the majesty herself. I decided it would be a good idea to warm up the car and scarf down some waffles at the

Uncle James gave a sharp nod, and pulled an office chair over. “Mum this looks amazing.”

For the people in the audience, few would see it as a religious event. However, for Bob Marley this may have been his way to convey different messages. This way, the question of religiosity or lack thereof can be based off authorial intent or reader response. For example, according to the lyrics of the song, Marley says “Oh, Jah love, Jah love protect us” multiple times throughout the song. In Rastafari, the belief system that Marley aligned with at the time, Jah is a word that they use for God. So, with these elements, along with Marley wanting to convey a message, it is clear that this event is a religious one.