The walls were a simple shade of something that reminded her faintly of a skintone, tan and light at the same time, if that makes any sense at all. It stayed the same color all the way to the ceiling and the floors, and those were a lighter shade of brown. The trim was a very dark shade of the floor and ceiling, and it went all the way around without stopping, except for the bottom trim that stopped at the black door in front of them.
Other than the beds, there was a single chair inside of the room that was also brown and with a green pillow that matched the bed, and there was also a very simple table in the middle of the room. On it, there were some papers that looked like they said things about where the meeting place was founded and how
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She saw a small place where you could shower, and then she realised that she hadn’t taken the time to get permission from one of the Yellers to go shower with all of the others that do in days. She wondered how long it had been since she did… Maybe it was the day before the Nothing Day? It had to be.
She felt very filthy just then once she started to think about it, and the one desire that she had was to go inside of the shower and clean herself as soon as she could. She went inside of it to look at it, and when she did, she saw that there was also the scented soap that was next to the sink, however, it was in a little bottle that looked like the bottle of Folli that she saw before. Unlike the Folli, it was very small and the cap was very tall and looked easy to take off, well, easier than the other cap.
She took the cap off of the bottle of soap, and smelled the pale blue assumed to be pure
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She thought about how nice it was even compared to where she was then and there, and she wondered what kind of soaps he treated himself with when he took his showers. He thought about the drinks that were on the table in his room, and she thought about how comfortable his bed must be compared to her own. She thought about how well he must be, living in a world and life like the one that he lives in there, and how wonderful everything is to him.
She thought about the food that he ate that must be nothing compared to the food that she ate in Evindr (no matter how unbelievable that sounds), and she thought about the clothes that he wore that must be made better than the ones that she was given to, especially the dress that she had that was now filthy beyond reason at this point, torn and messed up. She thought about how much better his life must be compared to her own, compared to anyone’s own…
She didn’t know if it was a bad thing for her to be thinking of such things, for her to think that she must be unsatisfied with what she had. She then decided that she was indeed satisfied, and that nothing could change her mind that everything that she had and everything that was given to her then was all that she needed and nothing
There was a relaxing feeling coming from the room. The colors were pretty mellow such as the cream-colored walls. Although the room gave off this aura, there was a very elegant tea set in the middle of the room. The wall contained a fireplace while the corner of the room contained a combination of both a bookshelf and a desk. The desk had a pair of golden glasses that belonged to one of the men who lived in the home (I can’t recall exactly who they belonged to). Aside from these things, the room also contained what looked like a very comfortable couch. The guide stated that all of the pieces in the house aside from one fireplace and most of the replicated sales pieces in the General Store.
She thought a lot about her dead fiance, Mike. This was a main part in the book, along with her thoughts on believing she would soon die from the illness she obtained. However, she believed she still had a lot to live for and felt her kids needed more help, since they were still young.
How do you always get out of hard situation? In the novel “Mud City” written by Deborah Ellis, the main character, Shauzia is surviving tons of times in the novel. Shauzia leaves the widows compound to go to Peshawar to get money to go to france and reach her dream. but what it takes to survive is very difficult. Shauzia has to work extremely hard, beg and work for money to eat and live on the streets.
they wanted to shower they have to use a sponge and a bucket of water to wash their
She knew no one else would know this. This shows her quick mindedness in thinking of one thing that only her and her beloved husband would
The floors were swept. Curtains, a deep blue, hung straight and heavy over clean windows and the walls were neatly, uniformly painted with a warm brown. Cabinet doors were closed over their contents, the bed towards the back of the room was made, and the blanket pulled over the top was smooth and brightly colored, if a bit faded and worn. Even the herbs and candles scattered across the wooden table were done so in a systematic way, everything lining up according to some sort of order that wouldn’t be obvious to any outside observer.
It occurred to her that perhaps he hadn’t even spoken, that she herself had imagined the whole thing. Maybe, if she went about her business and acted as though she hadn’t been listening, then later, when she sort of woke up again, she might
Alec sat on a bench close to the rink watching as his sister glides elegantly across the ice. He lifts his left leg up to take off the rubber protector on the blade of his skate, repeating the action with his right leg before walking to the entrance to the rink. Isabelle spins to a stop in front of Alec with a smile.
She stated to have these thoughts as she got older and whenever she was bored in her adult life.
War on the home front was not a shaped many Canadian negatively in WWI. The Wartime Elections Act had an effect on Canadians politically. The great influenza affected Canada socially. Lastly, propaganda and victory bonds caused Canada to fall economically. Canada’s home front during WWI had a negative impact on the Canadian people politically, socially and economically.
The tub is full to capacity. Water splashes over the side. It’s full of bubbles. Maxwell puts her down to stand next to the tub. He gets inside first. He then helps her in. They sit down together. Maxwell takes the time to give her a bath. He washes her body slowly. Jada lets him do what he needs to. She’s too tired to do anything about it.
The theme of The Allegory of the Cave by Plato is when enlightened about reality you may stand alone because the deception conceals the reality from the others, It’s hard to accept new given information because of how comfortable you already are, but it’s best to branch out. Plato conveys this theme in his The Allegory of the Cave with many examples such as having a moral dilemma, event significance, and symbolism. One of the main points that Plato uses to explain the The Allegory of the cave is use a Moral Dilemma. Plato explains that the prisoners who “replied, watch the process whereby the prisoners are set free from their chains and, along with that, cured of their lack of insight, and likewise consider what kind of lack of insight must be if the following were to happen to those who were chained” (Plato 3).
For most Americans in this age, the word “cowboy” will call to mind iconic images of a horseman wearing a wide-brimmed hat, a belt of bullets, and a flannel shirt; he might be guiding his herd lazily along grassy plains, singing folk songs around a campfire with his companions under a starry sky, riding off with a beautiful ranch girl into an iconic sunset backdrop, or even wearing a mask and enforcing vigilante justice in a small town terrorized by hardened western thugs or hostile Native Americans. These clichés are drawn mostly from the hundreds of movies and television productions that claim the title “Western”. This cinematic conception of the cowboy was a personification of the American spirit of rugged individualism and intrepid pioneering but it is largely only the result of Hollywood westerns of the 20th century, and not consistent with the actual reality of cowboy life.
Endless nothingness scrolled for miles, blackened and dark. No force weighed him down, the constant humming of the universe filling his ears. No matter how hard he tried to open his eyes, however, they wouldn't budge. No matter how hard he tried to move, his muscles locked up. No matter how hard he tried to breath, think, feel, he just... couldn't. Dread would start to settle in, but no matter how it tried to break through, only apathy took it's place. Waves of emptiness crashed into him, swirled around him without end. The spray of dread slipped off as soon as it hit, drenching his clothing, but not his skin, not his body. Nothing seemed to matter. Nothing did matter- matter didn't even exist here. Lightyears of pure darkness, not an inch of light, not a ray of happiness, life, could break the darkness.
Mr. Loisel was obviously excited the day that The Chancellor of Education had invited them to an exquisite dinner. Surely he thought that this was finally a way that he could provide an outlet for Mathilde's deepest desires. Unfortunately, instead of being thrilled as he had predicted, Mathilde acted like a spoiled child, throwing the invitation on the table. "She had no decent dresses, no jewels, nothing. And she loved nothing but these; she believed herself born only for these" (5). She couldn't have been more manipulative than when she began to cry about not having anything to wear. Of course Mr. Loisel suddenly fell into her trap and suddenly decided to give her all of the money in his savings account to buy her a new dress. Most would assume that she'd be satisfied at this point; her husband has just made a huge financial sacrifice for her. However, as time drew near to the night of the party, she became insecure and restless because she thought she would look poor if she didn't have any fancy jewels to wear; she thought she'd look like a beggar. `I'd almost rather not go to the party (30)", she said.