Frenchville: A Short Story

A small town life is seen as many things to many different people. Some see living in a small town as a chance for more opportunities; others see it as a blueprint for insanity. However, as I read Thorton Wilder’s Our Town, I perceived his interpretation of said life, as a celebration. Thorton Wilder adds a variety of happy experiences and sense of community and familiarity, which I believe is why the habitants of the town love their home.

The Passage and the lecture are both about The Chevalier memoir. It was written by the end of Chevaliers’ life and it may or may not be considered an accurate historical source about European Society in the eighteenth century. The author is convinced that the memoir contained many fabricated events to make life of Chevalier more exciting, thus it can’t be a relevant document. On the other hand, the lecturer questions those claims made in the passage. She thinks that it is accurate enough to be used as a relevant resource.

Le Chateau is a leading Canadian specialty retailer that offers contemporary fashion apparel, accessories and footwear. Founded in 1959 by Hershel Segal, the retailer was originally named “Le Chateau Men’s Wear”. The name was

In the novel “Their Eyes Were A Watching God” by Zora Neale Hurston she uses a great variety of literary devices such as symbolism, figurative language, and characterization to engage the reader in her writing; and to help establish the theme she’s trying to portray. In the book, late teen Janie Crawford who is African-American, who happens to be pleasing to the eye returns back to Eatonville after leaving for a long period of time. She was being raised by her grandmother who then married her to a more mature and older farmer Logan. In this relationship Janie is very depressed and unhappy. Logan treated her like a slave and animal. This was until she met a man named Jody and she then run off with him. Getting in this relationship she believed she would be free and able to voice herself. But when they get into an argument Jody beats her. But Janie soon gets a glimpse of freedom once Jody dies. She thens meet Tea Cake and marry him nine months later. They had few hiccups but naturally they fell in love. So much love Tea Cake unknowingly gives his life away just to save Janie from a rabid dog. Janie felt empty returning back to Eatonville but then became one with Tea Cake. It took a long journey for her to find the real love she was looking for. The theme of Their Eyes Were Watching God is it takes trials and tribulations to find true love.

Now when I say tiny town I mean it. The population is about 1,400 people with one gas station, one grocery store, and 2 restaurants with some gift shops. The first time I saw Grand Marais we drove into town and in a blink of an eye it was gone. I’ve never seen anything like this other than in movies. We finally got to her cabin, and it was one of three houses on that entire road which at first seemed horrific. But something I’ll never forget is how bright the stars were. We stood outside and saw every star in that sky, since there wasn’t many neighbors with their lights on, or highways with a cluster of traffic. The first morning I was ther, Brooklyn started to show me some amazing spots such as Hurricane river, Tahquamenon Falls, Marquette Harbor, and so much more. I got to experience a place that most people don't even realize is on the map. When the vacation was finally over I asked my friends back at home what they did. Which you can probably guess was them glued to their phones and laptops all summer. I had an amazing summer that I’ll always remember, and I'm glad it didn't involve

CCIB LPA Perryman-French received a call from a parent who was trying out this day care. She brought her one year old child to the program and then snuck around the corner to watch how the child adjusted. (Her child hung on to the gate for a few minutes and then wandered into the classroom. Caller then watch a Ms. Veronica grab a toy (or something) out of a little boy's hand (under two years old) and say "Give me that." Her grab was forceful enough and her tone loud enough that caller immediately reacted. Caller walked away for maybe a half hour, then could not handle the bad feeling she had. She returned and found her child had red swollen eyes and snot on the face, was clearly upset, but the teacher did not comforting, instead, just told

After reading chapter fifteen and eighteen from LaFayette by Harlow Giles Unger, I have found many interesting facts in these readings.

The sun was beating down on Timothy’s neck, walking hand in hand with his younger brother walker and a stranger. Tim’s eyes stung from bawling the night before and his body was bruised from being roughed up by the mysterious man. One second enjoying the sights of Austin, Texas, the next being shoved into a back of a car and taken away. It’d been almost a day since he’d seen his parents and neither him nor his brother knew where where

I've been looking forward to this final journey for decades. I spent part of my lifestyles in New France. We finally arrived in 1667 after a long and tiring journey. I set sail to discover the tremendous river referred to as the Ohio. We observed the riches of furs and beaver pelts, so we left our adventure to go back to Montreal with a richness of those furs.

In an excerpt from “The Other Paris”, author Mavis Gallant writes about the story of two people who aren’t in love with each other getting engaged. This satirical piece attempts to convey the irrationality of many marriages today, and how the reasons for engagement seem to hold love as an afterthought instead of the primary foundation for the proposal. Throughout the piece, Gallant shares a lighthearted tone while describing how two smart and sensible people end up engaged for irrational and illogical reasons.

Alexis de Tocqueville was a French sociologist and a political theorist. He grew up in France, however, traveled to America to study the prison system and returned to France with a broader knowledge and observation from the United States. He condensed his finding in a book called “Democracy in America,” which he published in 1835. In the book, he showed how he admired the individualism and the stability of the economy, yet questioned its embrace of slavery and treatment of Native Americans.

In the 13th Chapter of his book, Alexis de Tocqueville adresses the causes of the restless search for prosperity in the democratic countries. He mentions a « strange melancholy, which often haunts the inhabitants of democratic countries in the midst of their abundance » and associates it with the infinite pursuit of happiness and eternal insatisfaction with everything they get. He talks about how in the United States, life’s easiness, equality and the great amount of opportunities make its population jaded, never able to realize the worth and value of what it has and always craving for more. While on the other hand, inhabitants of poor countries feel content with whatever they get and are less likely to complain. I do not completely agree

In every direction I turn my head my eyes are greeted by the mass collection of hospitable pine trees, a cooling breeze making their deep emerald needles sway along, producing the warm aroma I could recognize from anywhere. As I’m sitting between the large worn rusty rails that run parallel to each other for miles I can feel the ballast against the bottom of my legs preparing to leave an temporary indention on my skin to reveal how I’ve sat, the sun is stooping below the treeline after bidding it’s final goodbyes until morning breaks. I am where I belong, where I’ve always known. I am home. This is not where I store my household objects such as my twin sized bed, my neon green and white toothbrush, or the wide variety of sentimental objects hanging from the crimson red walls of my bedroom, but it is home to so many memories from every point in my life. Here I sit at on the railroad tracks that produce the Gurdon Light, not scared, just reminiscing on all the memories I have gathered from this one simple piece of my hometown. I did not come here to thrive off the buzz it furnishes children with at night who fear contact with the light, or to bring a love interest with hopes of getting lucky enough to score a kiss, or with numerous cameras attempting to visually record the mysterious object this town thrives off of. I am here to plainly pay my respects to this site that has been so crucial to

The rolling hills, golden with long rows of crops ready to be harvested, all cut by a winding white gravel road. On either side of the land, there are rusty wire fences marking who owns what, and red barns speckle the land. Dust kicks up by passing cars, and tractors, moving from place to place. Pootsville, the name is not on any map, but for the few families that have lived here for generations know the name. It is the area between three small towns, the nearest store is five miles away and all your neighbors are half a mile or more away. Everyone knows everything about each other; it doesn’t matter if you are five miles from them you are still part of the family.

Alexis de Tocqueville was born in Paris on July 29th, 1805. Growing up in Metz, France, the youngest child of Hervé Tocqueville and Mlle. De Rosanbo, he showed great intellectual promise from his earliest days. By the age of 16, his academic career was a brilliant one, his schoolwork earning him a special prize and two first prizes. He was an avid reader, reading books hardly accessible to a boy of his young age. It was during these years that he developed his critical thinking and reasoning skills that would serve him so well later in life. In 1831, Alexis and his friend and colleague Gustave de Beaumont embarked for New York. Sent to study the American penal system, Tocqueville was much more interested in