For the third time, Elias was now looking at the shopping list given to him by his wife. The yellow lined paper was wet and the ink was seeping through, creating a nonsensical blob of illegible words. Straining his eyes he could barely decipher the letters; milk, eggs, and formula. The rest of the list was a jumbled mess. All that he could make out past the third item on the list was the letter D smudged into the paper. He looked closer, his frustration rose. Now interrogating the paper he started thinking to himself out loud.
“I can handle delicate fossils but I can’t keep a single piece of paper from getting destroyed, are you kidding me!?” People were now staring at him as he stridden in fury down the aisles of the store. He reached the first item on the list, the milk. While opening the glass doors a cloud fell to his feet, causing the hairs on his legs to stiffen. Looking through the veil of smoke he saw three rows with three different colored caps. One row is blue, another is green, and the final is red. Looking back down at the list he reread that they needed milk. He recalled the conversation he had with his wife about which milk they needed.
…show more content…
Elias looked down at the list and saw the fourth item, the illegible item that started with D. His family was tight on money, so he and his wife agreed to never get anything off of the list but now was his chance. He could get some dinosaur crackers and just say that's what he thought it said on the list. Looking up at the dinosaur crackers sitting so openly on the shelf, he was overcome and grabbed the round cylindrical container. Holding the list and the crackers in both his hands he looked back and forth between the two. The list wrinkled, weak, and misunderstood. The crackers, delicious, perfect, and desirable. He convinced himself that he could pull it off. Holding onto the crackers, he shoved the list back into his pocket, crinkling and weakening it even
About an hour and a half passed when he saw that he was heading toward a familiar supply store. It was the first sign that he was getting closer to his uncle’s houes. He quickened his step and finally was about 5 yards away when he heard an angry shout come from the closed front door of the store.
I gripped the over-annotated, photocopied packet in my eager fingers so that my sweaty fingers made print marks on the black speckled page. And I read. I cried. And my dream changed.
"I cannot but admire the footsteps of Providence; astonished that I should be so wonderfully preserved”, remarked James Albert Gronniosaw as he recounts his life experiences in A Narrative of the Most Remarkable Particulars in the Life of James Albert Ukawsaw Gronniosaw, an African Prince (Gronniosaw 28). The footsteps of Providence that Gronniosaw mentions in the quote above refer to God’s guidance of human destiny and his intervention in the world. The significance of exploring the role of providence in Gronniosaw’s life is that it gives the reader further insight into Gronniosaw’s perspective on the events of his life, which he believes are not caused by chance but rather the providence of God. In the narrative of James Albert Gronniosaw, providence influences the actions of men, administers vengeance, and serves as a source of guidance. Each of these roles of providence help to preserve Gronniosaw through various trials and tribulations that he endures in his life.
Parents typically don’t want their children reading in depth books about sex; however, The Handmaid’s Tale offers great fictional examples that teach sexism and the mistreatment of women, yet these examples can lead some in the wrong way. Therefore depending on the view in society, The Handmaid’s tale should be banned or kept to certain areas of the world because of the unfair treatment of women.
____C___ 48.The recipe instructed me to shop onions, to peel carrots, and to boil a pot of water.
Riley felt emotional while reading the letter from Roger. He didn’t know Roger could write an average letter for a young man who hasn’t been to school for about 2 years now. When Riley and Roger went to the same school back at Kennedy High School, they both had the same english class for all four of their years their. Roger wasn’t the best at english but on the other hand, Riley was fantastic at it. He was one of the top students every year in the class. But somehow, Roger would always end up in the same class level with Riley. Riley remembers when one time when every student had to write out a ten thousand word novel for the class. This novel was the final for that semester. Students were chosen to read a paragraph from their novel in front
Nick ran your fingers through Dulce’s plush blanket, feeling the softness between his clammy hands, and he glanced up to look at her posters, which were all surrealistic art, that made him wonder how she interpreted them. His legs felt heavy, and his head felt hot, so he sat down at her desk. Nick began to rummage through her things, like the curious, noisy, person he are. Nick managed to find stray chocolate kisses in her desk, and decided to pop one in his mouth, because they were Dulce’s favorite candy. Nick hated the taste, too sweet, and he hated the fact that she used to always leave little silver balls
Today I woke up with a hectic day ahead of me, my duties stopped me from spending time with my family. As I woke up at dawn the weather outside is wild as I dressed into my finest robe. I eat a small breakfast and then go outside doing my duties. I go outside and I speak to the lord about an trouble that had happened on my land. I then make my way down to the peasants, touching the sick and healing them. After this i would go back into my castle and the lords would give me taxes from the people who have been on my land, also they would report anything they saw in the distance and on the land. Some nobles then came running into the castle, complaining that the peasants and the surf aren't growing enough crops to provide them for there food, I then had to go speak
The creation of the works presented in this project took a wide emotional toll on myself. I originally chose the creative option because it spoke to me as the creative person I am. It was easier to face having to peer into my soul than a 7 page essay. I began, simply, by connecting my ideas to the lens of Romantic Love, which we covered during week 3. My original goal was to create a dance piece that explored the moment before a couple broke up, however this quickly proved to be unfruitful as I didn’t have a partner to dance with me. Then, as I was eating Yakisoba at Sunny Teriyaki, I realized that I needed to focus on something that was important to me. I chose the commodification of women's bodies as my starting point. I sought to answer
In both texts, the innocent are tragically taken advantage of through the antagonists in the novel/play, hence, rattling the ethics of society. In The Handmaid’s Tale, the punishment of the women is the main reason why violence ensues. Moira, an innocent, courageous individual, who, due to her rebellious nature, tends to devise escape plans to liberate herself from the norms of The Republic of Gilead. When Moira deceives an aunt by faking an illness, hoping to escape, yet, is unsuccessful; she is penalized for her behavior. At the dinner hall where the handmaids are present, Offred sees, “two aunts [come] out of the building, hauling Moira out. Afterwards, she could not walk for a week, her feet would not fit in her shoes, they were too swollen”
Color-coding deprives the society of individuality and exemplifies a definite class and power system in the society. Offred embodies the handmaid’s uniform “everything except the wings around my face is red; the color of blood, which defines us”(8). Offred expresses her loss of identity in the society because her along with the other handmaids are characterized by the color they wear and by their sacred reproductive systems. The systematic oppression becomes internalized oppression as the citizens of Gilead commence to settle into their appointed roles and be impoverished of their identity. Taking away individuality causes each group of people to become more susceptible to stereotyping, discrimination and prejudices because considering the
Her grandiose false sense of self-worth and self-esteem came crashing down after the rude comment made by the young boy that was sharing the bench with her. After all, she was not as invisible and confident as she portrayed herself to be. The remark just reinforced her invulnerability and her feeling of being unworthy. Her exuberant and love for life suddenly turned into haunting nightmares revealing her distorted reality. She was so immersed in that reality that she was emotionally unable to deal with the new reality that was presented to her. She realized that her life was an empty shell enclosed with a false sense of reality that she created for herself. Although, the rude remark was too painful to handle, it unleashed an avalanche of
It was a Tuesday. The humidity hung onto passersby like a second skin. Mesquite trees showered the street with seeds, cracked and chalkly. The motley of suburban homes stretched for miles. Mathias walked home. Cicadas screeched. A dog barked. Cars sped by. He traveled at a snail's pace, dragging his feet with each step. It's too loud, everything was too loud. That's what rang in his head over and over. All he wanted was time to be gone from everything. An infinite sea of grey which he could dive into and never leave. Bodiless, Thoughtless, No purpose.
This is it, the most anticipated day for all Handmaids has arrived. A day, where Handmaids are taken into the red Birthmobile and are hopeful for the new healthy baby: hopeful being the keyword. The reason Handmaids are hopeful isn’t necessarily the same reason one should ideally be in a similar situation. Generally, one aspiring mother before Gilead, would be praying for their baby to be just as healthy as they saw through their sonogram. However, the unfortunate part is that within the Gilead society, it’s forbidden to use any portion of an ultrasound. Nonetheless, while Offred is waiting for the arrival of the newborn, her mind begins drifting into the possibility that no one knows if the baby will be born with any abnormalities or worse
These were Lianas pride and joy, she often took to market to try and sell some of them and make a little money but what is not put into the house, water, or food, seldom anything more than a cinder or two, went into her art, then what was left went to the jar. Her husband Eret was a collector of fine wines and was always looking to show off his collection to anyone who would listen. She had a pile of skins and other supplies that she had collected. She gathered everything in an old sack and rushed to the market. The recycler was in his usual spot with his usual sign “Got Junk? I will Buy!” She took a deep breath and approached the recycler. “Will you buy these?” She asked opening the bag onto his mat. “Yes, 10 cinders” he decided after looking at the items “Done” Liana answered without hesitation. She departed from the recycler and hurried to the other merchants there. Her eyes came to rest on a large gold goblet, this was it, the perfect gift. Eret had a large collection of wines and would be delighted that he had an elegant new cup from which to drink. She hurried away from the vendor with 1 cinder and 90 parts. On her way back through the market she noticed that the brushes she had long gazed at on the vendors mat, made of real horsehair, were gone. Most brushes in her town were