The things I carry range in weight and size: the AP binders and textbooks in my book bag, the chapstick I carry in the front zipper pocket of my purse, the bulging homework folder in the front of my binder, the tiny flash drive that contains my whole high school career, the weight of two dead caregivers and my dad’s addiction, the stress all this puts onto a fragile teenage mind. (asyndeton) For somebody who is only 115 pounds, I sure seem to have a lot of strength. All these chips on my shoulder, and somehow I’m still alive. Physically, I carry quite a heavy load. My book bag contains two 3-inch binders full of packets and worksheets and homework and notes (polysyndeton), an AP Statistics textbook, three full folders of grades and …show more content…
Ten years later, and I’m still doing the same thing; I guess everybody has their own addictions. My dad has an addiction, and--while my addiction to perfection is somewhat unhealthy--his is much more extreme. Before I was even born, my father was doing drugs and making sure he left his mark wherever he went. After I arrived, he let the drugs cloud his vision and affect the way he saw his child. Instead of seeing the innocent child who was half of him, he saw a rag doll. Instead of seeing the kid he made in the living room playing with toys, he saw an annoying rat who made too much noise and distracted him from the TV. Instead of seeing a reason to get up and get a job, he saw a way to get food stamps and spend all his money on illegal substances. Sixteen years, three jail sentences, and several rehab facilities later and he has yet to change his life. He has claimed to have cleaned up his act multiple times, but he always ends up back at the same place. He has claimed to have attempted to make amends, but he really stabbed me in the back again and again, only cleaning up the spilled blood on the floor instead of healing the wounds in his own child’s spine. I can’t say there aren’t times when I miss my dad, but I CAN say that I’m carrying a little less weight without him. (Litotes) Now, I carry only the trust, abandonment, and attachment issues he forced into my brain every time he left me, and the
In a literal, physical sense, I carry headphones, chap stick and my house keys with me everywhere I go. The clothes I wear, my wallet, all of my receipts that I keep for unknown reasons and my AP English homework are other things among the list. I carry the bags under my eyes, which have varying weights depending on the day. For good luck I carry a picture of my oldest brother and I at my second birthday party with me. I carry my old and dirty grey converse as well as a bright orange shirt for P.E. I carry myself, above everything else.
Source 7 is an extract from Servini’s book ‘Henry VIII: The Reformation’ published in 1994 where the action of process of reforms was established to Protestant churches and many other institutions, bringing new practices in which displays Henry’s ideology and practicality that was also crucial to highlight Cromwell’s performance which is stated as “personal influence of the King”. This suggest that the King Henry strongly supported and valued Cromwell. This great respect from Henry came from his ability to carry out his responsibilities and duties in which Cardinal Wolsey had failed to achieve such as the divorce with Catherine of Aragon. Servini’s view shows his view is from the reference to the appeals such as 1533, Acts of Restraint in
The way I see it, everyone carries something. Some carry the weight of ten-thousand men, and others, well, they carry small bundles. I have been carrying a concoction of things throughout my life. It started with anxiety, when I was six. I can see myself carrying that metaphorical hobo-style bag now. When I was ten, I was diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Now I was carrying a backpack, and by fourteen, I was carrying full hiking gear with depression. At eighteen, I carried my hiking gear and then some, because now my seemingly awkward mannerisms had a name; Aspergers.
I am a 16 year old kid. I am about 6 feet 1 inches, and I carry many things in my backpack. I carry everything that I love. When it is either a football, my necklace that I wear. Those are the things that remind me of what I love in my life.
The things I carry consists of my essential needs. These are the essentials in my old worn out backpack, a composition notebook, my binder for AP English and landscaping, four lead pencils, one orange highlighter, a Pikachu white-out pen, two blue pens, a blue marker, two golden paper clips, and an eraser stick. The hair ties in the small pocket of my backpack, unused and untouched for what seems like months. Listening to music is the best method to kill time, which is when earphones come in handy for those long tiring afterschool waits. School lunches are beyond gross, and hard to even try to attempt to eat, that’s why I carry two dollars to buy junk food instead. Every female knows the excruciating pain of having a little visit once a month
I carry my goggles. These goggles are moist and wet. These goggles are silver and black. These goggles are tinted, this is useful for swimming outside. When these goggles dry they become crusty and hard. These goggles are fragile fit for the sport they are used for. Swimming. Where even breathing at the wrong time will cost you three places. These goggles don't weigh anything, but have some of the greatest importance in the sport. The weight is at it’s greatest when they are broke or lost or even fog up. These goggles hold the fate of therace. Theses goggles hold the pressure from the water, the pressure of my dreams. These goggles don't weigh just a couple of ounces. These goggles weigh as much as the dreams i have. These
Remember Mary Poppins’ infamous bottomless carpetbag that held absolutely anything you could possibly imagine? You can easily say that my purse is an accurate comparison to her never-ending bag. I carry everything and anything, due to the fact that I never know when I will be in dire need of something.
The things I carry are keys and handkerchief. The keys are the most important factor so I can open my apartment door. The handkerchief is also important for me to wipe out any dirt or blood when I get injuries. The watch is also an essential factor in my daily life. I take a bag to put in items for emergency purposes. The lip balm is also necessary for dry lips which I usually get through the winter and summer. I bring a water bottle
Who knew one thing could cause such an impact on someone's life? Danny was impacted by a moment in his life that changed him and caused him to be different. Danny was a guy who lived alone in a home he once shared with his parents. He was a member of the U.S. Marine Corps, where he and his K9 partner Cody were assigned to the K-9 bomb unit. Danny and K9 Cody were sent to search areas to make sure no explosives existed before troops moved in. Danny was honorably discharged from the Marines and is now a war veteran. The war was not good for Danny and it really changed him. First, he became an amputee. Danny lost his leg below the knee on his left side. The other thing that made him different was he now suffered from PTSD. Danny doesn’t
Britain, a superpower of its time, only beaten by a few, and conquered many. China, a not as strong country but a very isolated one. Opium, a drug that’s more commonly known as Morphine or Heroine. One may be wondering what these three things have in common, and the answer, trade. An Important trade that caused two wars that stretched the globe. In the years 1836-1860 a war was fought between the countries of China and Britain. A war that was compromised with an illegal treaty. A war that began as an unfair fight. A war that brought China to its knees and provided Britain with tea.
I swiftly sauntered in to the makeup parlor and greeted Fromage Verde. He was a French makeup artist and was at the acme of his career as he transformed young spies to suit their mission. I flashed a half-heartened smile before I sat in the comfy black chair as one of his assistants draped me in a black apron. My natural ombre hair fell to my low back but it was usually pulled up into a trendy ponytail. As Fromage got to work he cut my hair to my shoulders and I cringed as I saw my hair fall to the floor. He straightened my hair and dyed it a dirty blonde hair style.
Israel received their independence in 1948, 69 years later they have surpassed more milestones than most countries do in 200 years. (Katz, 2017) Their history shows nothing but war and conflict all the way from the Biblical time frame to present day. Israel has gone from poverty to wealth in a brief duration of time. Israel’s Political, Military and Economic structures have developed tenfold in contrast to other countries that were established four times longer. Through Israel’s military, the government backing, and their ability to adapt economically, Israel is holding their enemies at bay and escalating to a superpower nation.
Blane was almost ripe to take over the Lairdship of Edinburgh had his father not been prime. At age 30, he was remarkably handsome and attractive particularly showing traits of a good chief. Slowly but surely, his father has trained him regarding the land they occupied, fought for and won as favors from the King through a long line of rich heritage and valiant ancestry. He was no doubt the prized possession any woman would have wished for.
I carry my backpack to school out of practicality. It weighs 15 pounds on the average Monday; every day, I carry inside my backpack the binders for my classes that day and general supplies. These include a scientific calculator for math, a graphing calculator for more advanced math, pens for writing, money, my student identification card, and curiosity. The weight goes up to 20 pounds with the additional lunch box and sports equipment on game days. On those days, I carry my tennis racket, a backup racket, a hat, sunscreen, water, a hairband, and confidence.