Darbai: A Short Story

Crazy story, but I was born one month early. Yah, you heard that right. One month. That’s one thing people might not know about me, but there are also some other things that are factors in my life story:

This is a story about a girl named Cinderalla. She was a very pretty girl who was very smart. She had lived with her stepmother and with her stepsisters after her father had passed. She wasn’t allowed out of the house “for her own protect” they would say. Since her father’s passing she became the maid for her stepmother and step sisters only because she volunteered out of boredom. She would wake up every morning and clean the house and make breakfast. Some say her step sisters Drizell and Anastasia are very nice, but if you were to talk with cinderalla she would probably say the complete opposite. Cinderalla likes to think she has a bad life, but on the contrary, it was not at all . She was feed, clothed, and lived in a huge home. The

The Indian Tale of Tulisa an Aarne-Tompson Tale Type 425 and the Disney animated Cinderella, both encompass the idea of manipulation or the use someone of a lower status for the benefit of one’s self seated in a higher power. Within both the Indian Tale of Tulisa and the 1950’s Disney animated film Cinderella, individuals within the story use other characters for their own benefit to achieve personal gain. The main characters, Tulisa in Tale of Tulisa and Cinderella in the film Cinderella, both summon animals of different species to help them complete tasks delegated to them to please a higher individual. There is an instance where the Queen in Tale of Tulisa uses Sarkasukis, disguised as an elderly woman, to trick Tulisa into performing tasks to benefit her status, Cinderella’s step-mother in Cinderella uses her two daughters to hurt their step-sister mentally and impose tasks upon her. Then at the beginning of the Tale of Tulisa, Nur-Singh, Tulisa’s father is persuaded to give away his daughter’s hand in marriage to a strange voice originating from a well in return for grand wealth, as Cinderella in the animated movie Cinderella is offered a new life with wealth when the Prince falls in love with her at the ball. There are several accounts throughout both stories where an individual is persuaded to complete an action through lies and deceit, so they will fail in the end, as the outcome ends up going the way of the one in power.

Emmanuel Mudiay looked up at the scoreboard and there was only three seconds left. They trailed by two points to the former state champions, St.Vincent Irish, who were led by their star freshman LeRoyal King. Mudiay then got the ball from the inbounds pass and tossed up a prayer, hoping to pull the upset on the Irish. As he fell down to the ground, he heard only the sound that mattered, a swish. Mudiay then looked back to the scoreboard and the score was now 71-70 and he was being carried off the court by all of his teammates besides one, Bismack Mutombo.They all got settled in the locker room and sat down waiting for Coach James to give them a post-game speech. Coach James arrived and said,” You guys have as much potential as any team I’ve

“Everything is fine, actually everything is extraordinary.” he replied “ Thank you for your service to this program and to your country, we no longer need you here so we have packed your bags, and your money is conveniently located at the front.”

From a young age, I drew images of flowers, rainbows, birds and bees. I felt connection with the Earth. Slowly the story world began to crumble my innermost being. It felt like being ripped from my earthly knowing and innermost self. To compensate I succumb to parts of the mainstream story at various junctures in my life and the internal conflict was enormous. (Insert Images)

“Jeez, I felt like one of those Indian scouts who led the U.S. Cavalry against other Indians” (182), Arnold says when he is playing basketball against his old Indian school with his new all white school. This is in the book The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. This quotation in the book is important because it talks about Arnold’s struggle to feel like he fits in as white or Indian.

“Would you rather have me living in hideouts the rest of my life, always on the run?” Johnny asked Dally seriously. They were in the car on the way back to the church, and Johnny was gettin’ on Dally’s nerves. He opened his mouth to answer but nothin’ came out when he saw the disaster.

When you’re a child, you get to understand your culture. You live with it everyday, but when you grow up, things change in your life that might make you experience new things. That’s what happened to Sundara, when she found something else that was new and exciting for her .

The doe screamed as it fell, letting out something of a warning to the other animals in the area; but it was no use. She was already dead, and Milawen didn't need more than one to survive for a few days. After that, Milawen would no longer be a threat to them, and it would be just as easy as it was today.

and all of his remaining strength, was tightening into an absolute concentration for a rush. He could hear the men talking and he waited,

Biryani Tales is an inspiration to my father's dream about "Put your heart out there,always".

The young girl before me stood greatly apart from the rest of the crowd in Mumbai’s largest bazaar. She was wearing nothing but a faded, loose green cloth that covered her skeletal body. Her bare skin was covered in soot and grime, ashy and pale as her face. Her hair was long and unkempt, and it looked like she hadn’t taken a shower in months. She held a bowl to my face and motioned it closer and closer. As she uttered the words “Didi, Didi” meaning “sister” in Hindi, I noticed she had some breathing difficulty. She was wheezing heavily, her brittle bones shaking with each sound she made. Her eyes welled up with tears. Worried and unsure of what to do, I called to my aunt, several steps ahead of me. She turned to the girl and placed a few rupees into her bowl and said “Come on, Siddhi. Let’s go.” I was speechless. I wanted to do more, I wanted to help her. But what could I have done? I was just as helpless.

Hello,I know this isnt make but,I wanted to ask anyway.I had to work yesterday from 8:00am to 4pm. My work sedual has been like that for an entrie 2 weeks.Plus this isnt really my only class Im taking 18 cridits this semeter.So I don't really have much time to sleep.To ne honestI only recently started working so this is all new to me.Yesterday during my break I bought flu medicine.I guess the comabition of getting enough sleep exgustion plus the medication made me pass out.I fell asleep as soon as I walked into front door of my home.I woke up at around 5am.So it was took late to take exam 2.I want to know if I can have a makeup exam?

But on this day, he would only make it halfway before the muscles in his legs were marinated in lactic acid, and the numbness overtook him, before his knees buckled, his chin fell flat on the floor, and his eyes, which were so locked on the trail in front of him, began to close.