Emma Barrett: A Short Story

Everything on her magical island is either an illusion created by Alcina herself or one of her former lovers that she has transformed into a tree, rock, etc. The enchantress Alcina, is a deeply tense character. She is fierce and manipulative and there is clear distinction between Alcina's moments of honesty and her moments of lies. Her marvellous arias shock and captivate the listener in a similar way in which she dominates her lovers. This takes a basic story in new directions. She shares the stage mainly with Ruggiero, who under Alcina’s spell, is her mortal husband and passionate lover and who is a leading castrato. Ruggiero predicts her coming defeat and ultimate vengeance in his nostalgic aria Verdi Prati. His role is full of delicate and elegant touches. Despite the fact that Alcina is evil, her major weakness is, in fact, her love for Ruggerio who eventually provides her with a broken spirit and a broken

The tickling sensation of heat bathing his face forced him to slowly open his eyes. The sun’s golden rays stunned him blurring his vision as he quickly turned away. As his eyes adjusted, he was surprised to find the absence of his father. His heart started to pound and all the confidence and security that he had built up melted in the space of a few seconds. He jumped up flinging his sleeping bag on to the ground and looked around taking note of his surroundings. To him, it felt as if the trees were suddenly sent out to attack him like stealthy assassins gaining on him as they moved side to side from the winds steady breeze. The faint noise of bugs and animals chattering sounded like the grunt of a predator before it hunts its prey. A colossal cloud

From behind me I heard, ”caw . . . caw . . . caw,” cries echoing across the sky. I ducked and watched hundreds of huge black birds fly over my head. “Where did they come from?”

The reader's response to Emma is often a mixture of sympathy and impatience. Select two episodes and discuss them in regards to this statement. Continually throughout Emma the reader feels a mixture of sympathy and impatience for its main character Emma Woodhouse. The novel illustrates her vast change in maturity, which occurs in one year. Due to Emma's personality and disposition she will always get herself into difficult circumstances, but it is the way she reacts to the circumstances that broadens and matures her character.

Erin Matthews is a nine-year-old girl who does not talk to anyone due to prior bullying. The only people she talks to are her family, her twin sister, Skyler, her father, Kevin, and Hazel Brookson, her mother’s best friend, who is a marine biologist and head of sea creature rescue at Crystal Waters Aquarium.

Emma Lazarus was a very famous poet. She was born in 1849 in New York City, and died in 1887 at the age of thirty-eight at the same place.

There once was a girl named Emma who had a loose tooth. Her tooth had been loose for five days, and it was about to fall out. The one thing Emma wanted more than anything was for her tooth to be made into a star. She always brushed her teeth carefully until they were very shiny. But when she was brushing her teeth, her loose tooth fell down the drain, never to be seen again! What was Emma to do?

Characters in Emma are very realistic; they are round and dynamic in the sense that they have complicated interpersonal relationship and go through complex emotions and thoughts. Characters are not always believable because they are often too deeply attached to the Victorian manners, which makes them cover up their true emotions and thoughts with polite actions and flattery words.

Today is the day that we are finding out who's a pro. This season, I told the producers that I couldn't dance. I haven't told Sasha yet and I'm scared what his reaction will be. Everyone is at the studio, waiting for the list. A producer came in and said,"the male pro's are Artem, Tony, Sasha, Keo, Val, and Mark. The female pro's are Edyta, Karina, Witney, Sharna, Lindsay, and Peta. The troupe this season is Hayley, Jenna, Alan, Kiril, Shannon, and Dennis," he said then walked out. Everyone was talking about how excited they were. Sasha came up and gave me a hug. "Why didn't they call you back?" He asked. "I kinda told them not to," I said. "What?" The whole room turned and looked at me. "I'm,"

“I would like to thank you for getting my money pouch back from that thief,” Emma politely and calmly said. “My dear everyone in this room is a thief of sorts its just some don't realize that they shouldn't steal from women as gorgeous as you.” “Any way you do not have to thank me any honorable man would have done the same,” the man replied. “It would appear that you are the only honorable man in this tavern which means you still deserve my thanks.” The man shook his head in agreement having no idea what he should say next. “I am Emma Griffith and you are?” “I am Patrick Hughes and it is a pleasure to meet you miss Griffith.” “Tell me mister Hughes what do you do for a living?” “I would say I am a collector of fine things which do not belong

Alex Colville is a famous painter who was s student at Mount Allison. His subject matter is his family, animals he keeps, landscapes near from his home. I will analyze "Seven Crows(1980)" which was painted by Alex Coville. We can see crows are winding a river and surrounding a field. He depicted this painting based on realism. We can sind out crows near from our home or park or road. Crows and humans have relationships. They ordinarily assist to clean human's messes. They are really intelligent so they are learning from people. In my opinion, the reason why he chose to depict crows hence crows are our close neighborhoods. He might be interested in crows are smart, and moreover they are evolving with humans. The painting looks like a real landscape

My heart was pounding as I pictured her reaction in my head. This gift was going to make her so happy the bell rang my heart jumped and I raced for my car meeting Emma who will be helping me get this gift. Quickly, we arrived at the mall where I was introduced to my wallets nightmare. Sephora, where you can get the best make up anywhere sat right in front of me. I dove in and Emma as she showed me the basis of a girls needs for make up. I learned that it's not just a stick and brush, but a whole entire system just to make your eye look different. After each jaw dropping price I finally made my decision on the Tarte palette something that she would love so much. Also, adding in a few more brushes and creams and some fake eyelashes I was all

“So, after the sickness had passed and all the funerals transpired, the whole village was left once again picking up the pieces and asking themselves, why? And, with every one of these epidemics. Every time we’d get hit with one bad enough that it would cause the deaths of some of the village children or even the deaths of a few of the adult residents. Everyone would get up-in-arms over your family still living within the confines of Mount Harrison or they’d start blaming Abellona and her curse again. Then, there would always be at least one jackass who would get the rallying cry going to form a mob to try to drive you Barretts out. All because they thought that with your family gone, things around here would naturally be ameliorated

As it watched bewildered as thousands of grazing life forms across the savanna become affected by the same feeling malady, all seemed to paused in their foraging to look up quizzingly at the sky. The whole valley had gone eerily silent, even the insects and birds who were just a moment early creating a symphony of chatter, suddenly stopped. Then as if on cue, every bird roosting in the trees simultaneously took to the sky. What happened next would forever changed the fate of not one but two worlds.

The moment did become better. South of us, soaring high in the sky appeared an eagle. Not a bald eagle, but perhaps a golden and it appeared to be closing in on our location as it dropped in altitude. Mesmerized, eyes locked in on the free bird, it ensued on a flight pattern directly at our position. The closer it moved in, the swifter it soared. Suddenly, the realization set in that it was too late to lunge for a camera. The bird rapidly appeared in such proximity the details of the underside wings were sharply in focus. Holly claims the bird’s flight pattern locked in on her, and I believe her. For a brief moment, an uncomfortable feeling besieged me as I couldn’t understand the bird’s intentions of being that close in flight. An actual goose bump or two appeared while a mild chill jettisoned down my back. It was captivating and eerie at the same time. The golden eagle flew directly over Holly swooshing past and soaring out over the ravine. If either Holly or I had hastily searched for a camera, we would have missed the amazing display of soaring free.