“Get them ready for duty.” The Queen’s dark eyes shone. “I’ll work their fingers to the bone.” Reyner watched his family’s faces become pale with fear. He realized just how much he loved them. “Stop!” Reyner cried. “I have something that you might be interested in.” Reyner realized now that his green cupcake was not as important to him. He pulled it from his pocket. It glowed in the dim light. “It’s the cake with glowing green light!” the Queen shouted. A few of the ants burst into tears. Some bowed to the carving behind the throne out of habit. Some bowed to the cupcake in Reyner’s hand, “The light guides our way. It must be mine,” said the Queen. “What do you want for it?” Reyner smiled at his dirty-faced loved ones in front of him. “I want
The narrative written by Judith Ortiz Cofer discusses some of the many experiences she has encountered throughout her life dealing with stereotypes and common misconceptions of Latin American women. To further engage her audience in the story, she provides detailed past experiences that have stood out to her the most. In order for the readers to fully understand those past encounters, some of which are cultural and common among Latinos, Cofer explains them in careful detail. For example, Cofer explains the concept of piropos which are poems composed on the spot by men to women as a form of admiration. This helps her introduce the audience to her own experiences with piropos and how she has dealt with them throughout her life. One of the
“I heard what you said, fool. Wherever this assassin is, I want you and an army of twenty other guards to hunt him down. Do whatever you can.” Her voice was not delicate anymore, as anger rose from her.
It was Halloween night and Elizabeth was at the pumpkin patch picking the perfect pumpkin for the pumpkin carving contest on her street. She saw her best friend, Lindsey, down the street so she ran down to meet her.
“And I have not abandoned my duty. If I am to be empress, my devotion is to my people, not some long-made match to cement a family alliance. You call the taar spineless, and yet you bow and scrape before the House of Meade. You have forgotten your duty as father, and your strength as emperor.” She flushed, clenching her hands into fists, her breathing ragged and heavy. Hunt couldn’t tell if she was enraged or simply afraid, but she opposed the Hammer to his face with all the fortitude of a chevalier.
The final weeks of my first semester in college are coming to an end. My Columbus State english class has written a total of three projects, and a total of four papers. There are a lot of grammatical issues that, at the beginning of the year, I had issues on. However, I have improved on these errors drastically, and have become a better writer because of it. Even though I am still working on many aspects of my writing, I do believe that I have become a better writer. I believe that my biggest issues while writing are run on sentences, making a strong thesis statement, and having quotes stand alone at the beginning of a paragraph.
“Grandpa that was my friend.” Cried Luke, tears streaming down his face and sprinkling out of his eyes. Luke’s family fell into an uneasy quiet, only the sounds of sobs could be heard.
She hangs suspended, mid air, a red cloud. The ray of light from the sun on the chandelier, golden specks illuminating her pale face, tiled to the side like that of a broken doll. We had the guardians take out the chandelier, cover the hole with plaster, we couldn’t afford to lose another one.
"Samuel's father is with them. He should be able to help while we help fight those things. Come on," he told her, pulling out a pistol for her to take. She grabbed it, putting it in her front pocket. "We have to inform the force."
“Tomorrow, ye and Mason must go and find the centaurs. ‘hey’ll help ye to understand yerr gift and how to use it to spoil the goblin’s evil plans and save our kingdom.” The captain raised an eyebrow me. “That’s if ye choose to accept yerr
not impressed at all. She inscribes, “When the father visits, he climbs up the stairs muttering with
Our brand new heater had just stopped working in the dead middle of a blizzard. Icicles clung to the gutters like sloths to branches. The sweet smell of baked blueberry muffins filled the air. Not just any muffins though, the muffins my mom bought at the store. I will never forget what happened on that day. I won't forget the taste of those muffins either. The muffins made the little friends on my tongue smile. The muffins I eat now are those trash Trader Joe muffins. They taste like bricks! I think bricks taste terrible, and I sure think the muffins taste terrible. Two things are true: the Trader Joe muffins are terrible and so was second grade.
“A Single Story” could lead most of the people to dangerous consequences which limit their perspectives, thereby creating stereotypes to others and analyzing the problems wrong. Therefore, it’s important to have multiple views and stories about everything. As we live in a society that is full of diverse information, there are many ways to make much easier to get a variety of stories and most of the events that are happening now in the world than a hundred years ago, such as social media, newspaper, television. People could put their own ideas online to show others and others also could absorb various perspectives. This highly improves most of the people in avoiding having a single
After the king and queen thought about the request, they told the leader, yes. "We will not disappoint you, your majesty," answered the army. They were out of the castle and headed toward the gate.
My story would begin in fifth grade when I won the Central Ohio Writing Contest. My winning piece was about my grandfather, who lost a lot of his hearing at a young age. In 2011, he received a Cochlear Implant, an extraordinary hearing device that returned some of his lost hearing, changing his life.Prior to this contest, I never did much writing, but I began to love it. I loved how happy my piece made him; I loved telling his story. After winning this competition, my mom told me about journalism and I knew from that moment that I would set my goals to pursuing a career in it! As I fast-forward to 2016, I still have this dream. As a junior in high school, I write and report for my school newspaper. My goal is to tell stories: those that
Nick Jonas might not be recognizable in the latest look seen when walking to work this week. The singer, who typically looks like a handsome hunk, traded in his good looks for a homeless hippie vibe. The strange facial features could have fooled any fan of Nick Jonas as she simply was another bum walking along the campus. According to Entertainment Tonight on Friday, the man who is part of the upcoming two-hour “Scream Queens” premiere was just playing his part as his picture was captured on set.