Descriptive Essay About The Great Flood

LLauren, unlike me, absolutely despises rain. I think its because the day my Dad made the divorce between my real mother clear, it was raining really hard. I remember that day. I think that was when I figured out the rain didn’t have to be something bad. I cried, and nobody noticed. They still thought I was strong, while I was cryi-“Hurry up!” Cherise whines outside the car. I groan, and survey the area enough to know that we’re at school. The moped expressions plastered on the students faces give it away. According to my stepsister, Cherise, she is the most popular, prettiest, and best girl at school. I snort as she guides me through her self -obsessed tour of herself. She’s even worse then Brittany Miller, one of my sister’s old bullying

The day was dark. I could feel a storm approaching. The gentle sunlight glistening through the clouds, now covered by a heavy mist. Drop. Drop. Drop. The coldness of the water tinged my face. And the earth shook, as a large boom erupted from the sky followed by a light crackle. By now, I was soaked, like that night. I continued walking through the deserted streets when a large flash erupted from the sky. Oh, great lightning, today was getting better and better. A woman and her young child was running towards their car to seek shelter. The walk was a long and dreadful one, I found myself looking at the place I left 15 years ago. The house was still dark and foreboding as ever, the shutters hanging off its hinges and the roof in a state of disrepair.

Relationships created with others have often a direct effect on your very own personal identity. In Tim Brian’s “On the Rainy River,” he tells about his experiences and how his relationship with an elderly man affected his life so dramatically. It is hard for anyone to rely on their own personal experiences fully when there are other people who have experienced different acts them their self. It takes knowledge and experience of others to help you learn and build from them to create your own personal identity. In the essay, O'Brien speaks about his experiences with an elderly man by the name of Elroy Berdahl, the owner of the Tip Top Fishing Lodge; the lodge he stays at while finding himself. The experiences O’Brien has while at the lodge

Karly Segrave was a fifteen year old girl when Hurricane Katrina Hit. Her mother worked at St. Tammany Parish Hospital, so when it was time to evacuate she stuffed everything she could into a backpack and went on her way. Most of the employees at the hospital brought their familys with them, so space was limited. Karly slept under her mothers cubical for three weeks. “At first it was fun,” she watched movies, played games, and had tons of people to talk to. Then days turned into weeks and the hospital begun to run low on food. She began to realize that it wasn’t all fun and games.

It had been raining intermittently for the past four days and by late Saturday afternoon, another storm was approaching the rural southern town of Wrongberight. Clemmy Sue Jarvis since birth has lived in the town and had a simple philosophy concerning weather. As long as she was six feet above ground instead of six feet below, she did not care what it was. Today as she lifts her petite frame into her rusty Ford pickup, she is preoccupied with what she hopes to accomplish this evening. Absorbed in though she pulls out of her driveway and heads south on Flat Bottom Road along the edge the Dismal Swamp towards the isolated home of her dearest friend Estelle

Armed with her best parasol, she left the house after briefly saying goodbye to her extremely distraught father. Their carriage made it’s way to the fair and dropped them at the front, but after less than two hours perusing the grounds, another storm rolled in. The rain came fast and hard, drenching the pair within minutes. They huddled under the scant protection their umbrellas offered while waiting for the coach. Once inside, they giggled and began peeling off their more delicate accessories, gently laying them out while assuring each other the wet would not harm their

“Mama, cover doors and windows. Everyone go to the bedroom, and put your masks on,” I directed, calmly. When I got to the bedroom, everyone was huddled around each other, with a white cloth on their face. Suddenly, the room became dark. You could hear the heavy breathing of everyone in the room, yet you couldn’t see anyone. The storm felt like it lasted for days, but only really lasted a few minutes. When I got back to the dining room table, I saw a letter on the table from the bank.

It was another day, and all of a sudden there are these huge, black, monstrous clouds coming our way! “Mom they're back!” I scream. She grabs the wet towels that she always has prepared. Then gives me and my father one and puts one over Melody, our dog’s mouth. We run downstairs and huddle together Then it finally hits us and even with the wet towel. All I could feel the dirty dust shooting into my mouth.

I chose to read “What The Thunder Said” by Bayard Godsave. Originally published in “This Land: Winter 2016,” Godsave tells a story looking back on a flood that happened May 2015 in Comanche County, OK. Coming from a 5-year drought, the residents of this area were excited to finally see some rain until it caused flooding of the streets and many residences. Godsave discusses his thoughts on how he felt then to how he feels now, comparing the flood to that of living. Remembering back to wonder how he would ever get past this, Godsave realized that water levels and balances out, as does life. Taking this natural disaster and turning it into a learning experience, Godsave really made his story believable and touching by using his firsthand occurrence

After a rainy day at school, his best friend, Olivia, wanted to know if he wanted to hangout at the playground after school. The rain was heavy. The water filled the streets of Seattle and flowed down the sidewalk. The sky was grey and blurred. The smell of the wet earth filled the noses

The Pueblo Flood, something that anyone who is a native of Colorado has heard about before. When thinking about the flood, it has always been assumed at least for myself that was something that took place and not much thought was given to it until this became the topic of choice for this paper. The Pueblo flood occurred on the Evening of June 5, 1921. The flood that changed the town of Pueblo forever and is still even to this day the deadliest flood in Colorado’s History. However, what is not well known is the fact that there was not one flood but three, the devastation that overtook the town was monumental. The firsthand accounts were heartbreaking, the experience of learning about the flood has truly changed my view and outlook on water tremendously.

In the Olympic Peninsula of northwest Washington State, a small town named Forks exists under a near-constant cover of clouds. It rains on this inconsequential town more than any other place in the United States of America. It was from this town and its gloomy, omnipresent shade that my mother escaped with me when I was only a few months old. It was in this town that I'd been compelled to spend a month every summer until I was fourteen. That was the year I finally put my foot down; these past three summers, my dad, Charlie, vacationed with me in California for two weeks instead.

The drowning girl’s lungs burn as she struggles to save what little air she has left. Where’s my mom? she thinks with barely controlled hysteria. She’s just inside, she’ll save me! Eventually, despite her best efforts, she reflexively lets out the rest of her precious air and gasps. The desired relief does not come as water enters her

“The Year of the Flood” is an epic, sprawling novel that moves back and forth between past, present and future effortlessly. Though it is told from Ren and Toby’s point of view, the novel is really about the story of three women (Ren, Toby, and Amanda) and their will to survive in a cruel and harsh world. It is a story of hope, despite all odds and a story of the power of love.

The novel The Year of the Flood by Margaret Atwood takes the Biblical origin story of man and creates a Garden of Eden for the end of the world. The novel’s allusion to Genesis adds to the message that the hardships befalling humanity and the destruction of the earth are due to man’s sinful nature just as Adam and Eve’s punishments and expulsion from paradise were a direct result of their sin. Adam and Eve, the first to live immorally on earth, are now recreated into a group of people that will witness the world’s end in a reflection of its beginning. The new Garden of Eden is created and lost in a time when new intelligence is created by man and evil fights for the hold of man once more. However, just as the expulsion from the original Garden led to the beginning of the world known today, the expulsion from the second Garden leads to the creation of a new world where humanity is largely absent.