May Day Festival In Serenbe Analysis

Lee’s writing is littered with descriptive and flowery visuals that truly capture both the environment and his emotions. In one such case, he recalls an evening where he “[stared] at the brightest star, viewing it not so much on this night as a beacon, something [he] wanted to believe would lead [he] out of this dark tunnel, but instead as a place [he’d] rather be” (155). His juvenile wistfulness is tangible in the words and the reader can almost feel the chill of the night air. He continues, wishing to be “anywhere but here…[wishing to have] been born anywhere but here.” (155). His yearning twists the heart with sympathy for his lonesome and pitiable plight. This moment is but a minute fraction of the incredibly intimate tale that Lee

The setting is very joyful, graceful and inviting, but within the town hides much evil (mostly Miss Strangeworth) which one might also say is fairly ironic. The author is very skilled at making a well developed setting, which suits the themes of deception, secrets and incorrect first impression very well and makes the reader think more to conceive what is really happening or how the setting connects to theme, characters and other literary devices.

From the inside out, our town Serenity is a community that appreciates and promotes the beauty of the small aspects in life. The simple details of human nature are magnificent and deserve to be recognized for their spectacular contribution to our everyday life. Through the form of art placed around our town and in our gallery, we highlight the simplicity of nature, and remind each individual of the power that comes from transcendental living. The commotion of life can be overwhelming, but the intention of our art gallery is to consistently encourage and remind individuals of the power within nature, simplicity and their individual uniqueness.

The town is described in two different ways, at first there is a positive, upbeat joyous depiction of this town, full of celebration music and singing. But also

This morning, I flew to Alice Spring. Sr. Anne Cougle ushered me to the domestic airport at 06:45am. Once more, I experienced a trouble with my luggage. It’s too heavy for packing to the cabin, and then I got my English book and brought over to the other bag. The problem solved. About at 11am, the airplane flew through the dessert. It was my first time I saw the desert by myself. From the air, I saw there are no building or house at all. It was an empty space, wide-empty space. After a few minutes, it flew above The Alice Spring Town. I saw only a few buildings or houses. In 12.30 the airplane landed in The Alice Spring Airport, I met Sr. Anne Surtees was there. She took me to the community. Sr. Anne Surtees lived in this community with Sr.

If you have never listened to Welcome to Night Vale, it is very hard to describe Welcome to Night Vale. True, it is a friendly desert community, but it is so much more. As someone who has listened to Night Vale for years, now doing so while I make dinner most nights, I was skeptic that the magic and weirdness conveyed as you as you listened to Cecil broadcast on his community radio show would translate to the page. Yet, much as advertised, this novel is a perfect introduction into Night Vale if you have never listened and a great companion piece for long time listeners to the show. It captures the fun, weird, creepy, and downright horrifying aspects of everyday life in a town where time is weird and it's really hard to leave.

In the essay Santa Ana Joan Didion uses a variety of rhetorical devices to broadcast the idea that the weather can actually set the mood and reputation of a town. She also show cases that the attitude of people around us can have an effect on the way we view things. I can relate to this because most of the time we learn about things it is from our peers, so their attitude will wear off on us when we come into that situation. With this essay she emphasizes that a place can be very important for he because of what it represents. I can agree with her on this because there are several places for me that represent important experiences that I’ve had in my life.

Because different races experience race relations through contrasting lenses, people have diverse ways of explaining their history. This is because of the very different ways people of different races live their lives. For example, Native Americans would have a completely different view on race relations than Christopher Columbus would. To explain they way a culture views race relations, the meaning is often symbolically constructed. The social construct of “blackness” and how it is symbolically constructed is a good example to use. In two different Salasacan festivals, blackness is seen in two polar opposite ways. In the pre-Lenten carnival, blackness is seen as an oppressed slave who self-liberated himself. In the festival of Caporales, blackness

Migrating from one place to another is never easy, especially when the overall experience and change is so drastic. Looking out the window and having everything change can be scary. For example, when I was just a lad, about eleven years old, I moved from the great big city of Athens, Georgia, to the little, big village called Perrinton, Michigan. Although it was very scary at first and I did not like the big change; I did not like the location, or the smell, or the fact that everyone called soda “pop”, or the fact that I had to beg my parents to drive so long in order to get anywhere. I eventually came to love being in the quietness and contentment the countryside gave me. From the research I have come across, it is quite apparent to me, that Perrinton has had many fans since day one. Welcoming people from all over, year after year with its festivals, a school, and little businesses. Many businesses started up and plenty of businesses burned down. Like many other small villages, Perrinton developed during time, and with time many things happened. Perrinton has seen many changes over the years to make it the village it is today.

My composition is entitled Sunday by the Lake. We are residents of the Houston area, a huge urban environment plagued by traffic, crime, and growing industrial development. Often, Sunday presents the opportunity to rest and visit Lake Houston, which is only a ten-minute drive from my home. Lake Houston is my escape from the stress of Houston. My children generally accompany me to the lake, playing in the playground, running and screaming. Although loud, their laughter adds to the natural music I find at the lake. We take a lakeside stroll, chat with fisherman, and simply enjoy the beauties of life.

It was a long cold morning in the midst of October, in our “extravagant” town of Venus. It was the start of our weekend in our town, where the clouds lay low and the people somehow always know. It was fall. The leaves unrolling and falling throughout the town. The sound of the winds whistling across the cramped streets. The people are involved in everything, and always seem to make mistakes. Which sadly doesn't always end well. A caring town, but not very forgiving. People die and people sin. A town that revolves around the church, but yet is full of sin. That's Venus for you. A small town but full of madness.

Utopia is fundamentally an unreal place, it is a vision, it is a fantasy. Where utopic spaces come into contact with place, a Heterotopia forms (Foucault 1984, 3). When I

Authored by Ursula Le Guin in 1973, “The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas”, is a short story which analyzes the trade-offs which people make during their lifetime. In a simple and straight forward manner, the narration describes a fictional city, Omelas, whose residents live in bliss and sheer happiness: “In the silence of the broad green meadows one could hear the music winding through the city streets, farther and nearer ever approaching, a cheerful sweetness of the air that from time to time trembled and gathered together and broke out into the great joyous clanging of the bell” (Le Guin 1). Here, Ursula describes the warm and welcoming ambience of the city, emphasizing on the conducive environment that the residents enjoyed. A society devoid of slavery or the occasional political bureaucracies made living in Omelas even more enjoyable and enviable.

My friend had a gift card and Starbucks had just introduced some new Frappuccinos, so we decided to take a slight stab at spontaneity and try them. We bought our coffee and walked around the corner of the building toward the tables, hoping for some amazing idea to inspire us to do something with the few hours we had left to waste. As we walked by, the people sitting at the tables in front of the building stared at us with judgmental eyes, like they were waiting for us cause some sort of disruption. Ignoring thme, we kept a slow, leisurely pace, caught up in the almost secretive, and alluring nature of the field behind the building. There was an incredible contrast between the buildings and roads on either side of the long stretch of grass and

There are some travelers who see a “paradise” as their final destination; however, it may end up to be exactly opposite of what a paradise should be. This can be seen in Alex Garland’s The Beach. The novel is about several backpackers, Richard, Francoise, and Etienne, who come together and travel to an island community, their paradise, within Thailand. Ultimately, the story portrays the idea of a utopia-like society taking a turn for the worst and becoming a dystopia, something that the backpackers would not have expected. Throughout the story, the theme of a utopia turning into a dystopia could be seen through symbolism such as the “cancer” of traveling and the destruction that it brings.