Captain Joshua Arter: A Narrative Fiction

In “Noah Count and the Arkansas Ark”, Gary Blackwood demonstrates the value of education and how the narrators’ point of view regarding his family’s lack of education changes over the course of the story. This story could demonstrate the story of Noah’s Ark, from the Bible. At the beginning of the story, the author demonstrates the family’s lack of education and how the people in his community thought that his father didn’t know what he was doing. By the end of the story, the narrators’ perspective of his family’s lack of education has changed.

        “I thought you were one of them,” he admits, squirming under Walker's punishing hold. “I told them last time I saw them that if I did see them again, then I’d kill them.”

Jake Roper poses an interesting question within this video. He asks, “How much of you can be removed before you are not you anymore?” Challenging you to answer his question he talks about four different logical paradoxes: Ship of Theseus: If a ship is rebuilt is it the same ship?, Sorites: When is a heap of sand no longer a heap?, Grelling-Nelson: Is the word heterological heterological?, and Teletransportation: If you are materialized, moved, and rematerialized are you still you?. After he explained each of these concepts I found that my answer to his initial question was quickly changed and required further thought due to the fact that I found myself bouncing back and forth between answers.

“Oh, I know they’re being used. We need to root out every evil on this estate.”

"It appears to be a ship of alien make sir, now known to belong to the "Republic of Sunset"..."

I shook my head. “I don’t know. But I bet they’re looking for us . We picked up their girls,” I realized

Joshua Foer explains his experience at an eye-opening event he had attended which is held in New York every spring, where people gather at this event to challenge others on who has the best memory. Stepping into the event Mr. Foer believed these people were all servants, until he began to ask around. Now realizing these weren’t servants he just encountered, these were all regular beings with a regular memory nothing special about them besides the fact these individuals discovered a way to opening and maintaining their memory skills. Mr. Foer was stricken with curiosity now training to participate in the “Championship” for a year under the training of a unique individual named Ed Cook who has one of the best trained memories.

illy wanted him to fetch Nelson, the man who first shot her up with heroin. She wanted him hurt. She didn’t say so, but he knew it. He knew what Lilly needed. He could see it in the whites of her eyes, surrounded by the black color of her spirit.

Hello, my name Joshua Climer, I live in Henderson, TN. I have lived here since I was about 10 years old. I have been married to my best friend for the last 10 years. We have two wonderful kids, Lexie 12, and Xander 10. I currently work as a Production Control Team Leader at a factory in Henderson, TN. I have been there for almost six years.

"We can't do that, not after the threat you pulled earlier." The same man says referring to the alchemy I had attacked them with moments ago.

"Not that it's any of your business, but they're on a mission. We do have more important things to deal with than a petty thief, you know." Robin said as he moved to slam a foot into Red's chest. He had been refraining from using most of his weapons as to not break any of the valuables in the museum.

Berkly the daughter of the Miami tribe chief, realized someone was after her brother Aadi. She tried to warn him but he wouldn’t listen he thought no one could be after him, he is the chief’s son he thought. Then one late night Aadi left with some men from his tribe to help with the hunting for food Someone had shot in bow n’ arrow Aadi wasn’t sure who it was or if they were after him but gladly if they were after him his big sister was there disguised as one of the men and pushed Aadi out of the way before the arrow had pierced him.

There was no back for that young Captain; there was no back for all of us caught in these stupid wars somehow melted into one complicated and unresolvable conflict... And if everything was not so sad, it would have been just funny, because that war, as all other wars, could have been easily avoided and the whole country could have prospered after a death of our idolized leader with his white toy poodles... But, there was no will, especially the good will, nor smartness, just an endless hunger for power and money... and endless stupidity... the worst combination of personal characteristics...

Joe Chris was still awake. It was 1 A.M. in the morning and he had not slept for days. He had tried to find the route of the problem but he was having a perfect week. The problem had got to him and he was acting different for the day. He was boiling up inside with anger at what he didn’t even know

Captain Githmark screaming and grabbing his hand, yelled for reinforcements. Several soldiers came running toward their captain, but one soldier recognized Lord Nightburn and immediately dropped to one knee to bow. Puzzled by the private’s behavior, the captain angrily shouted, “Why are you bowing?”