Mr Jacks Monologue

When Stanley first got to Camp Green Lake he was timid, apprehensive, and hesitant, but now he’s dauntless, sympathetic, and worthy.

The rain had just stopped pouring, and we had all gathered in a park nearby, as a makeshift memorial for Johnny. It wasn’t really a funeral, we didn’t have the budget for that, and it wasn’t like his parents cared enough to give him a proper goodbye.

Now that Kate was on the outskirts of the airport hanger and away from the strange glowing force field, still visible in the distance. The situation felt surreal, and Kate wondered if this was just a dream. Presently, she was cognizant that there was something foreign in the brisk early morning air, glittering like snow, feeling like sand as the tiny flecks dusted her skin. The bulldog nudging and licking Kate's hand forced reality back. In her peripheral, Kate observed Mr.Jacks emerge from the nearby hedgerow." I was so hopeful that my message would be discovered by someone." Kate cried out.

Ted Conover’s book, New Jack, is about the author's experiences as a rookie guard at Sing Sing prison, in New York, the most troubled maximum security prison. He comes to realize that being a correctional officer isn’t an easy task. This is shown from the beginning when he is required to attend a 7 week training program to become a correctional officer. He comes to realize what inmates have to endure on a daily basis. Throughout his experience into a harsh culture of prison and the exhausting and poor working conditions for officers, he begins to realize that the prison system brutalizes everyone connected to it. New Jack presents new ideas of prisons in the United States in the ways facilities, corrections officers, and inmates function with

The children landed uncharted island far from any semblance of police, parents, or even teachers. The island was almost like the “Neverland” that Disney taught us about years ago, but without Tinkerbell and a magical home with all their needs. Jack and the children in this adventure were in a heap of trouble. They were many, some smaller and some bigger (littleuns and bigguns). These kids had to organize themselves into some sort of unit, to more efficiently find a way home. That is where the trouble begins. When one or more humans come together, a hierarchy is always established. Similar to when one goes to a restaurant and the waitress only addresses our father for the majority of the tables decisions. When this hierarchy forms, the decisions this leader takes will always be classified as good or evil, and the society will be judged by the character at their forefront. In William Golding’s novel “Lord of The Flies”, Jack Merridew is the character that takes leadership in the society and proves humanity is inherently evil by demonstrating human’s: selfish tendencies, competitive nature, and hopelessness.

After leaving Mr.Leroy behind for having a possible heart attack I commenced my journey with a goal of liberating Mr. Leroyś family from slavery. I had to think long and hard about how I was going to get nourishment as well as where I was going to sleep when night approached. It was a very chilly evening and, the sky looked exceedingly dreary as I rode Flap-Jack down the dusty road. It had been about 3 hours since I started riding. Then all of a sudden I heard a loud boom. I muttered under my breath, looks like storms coming our way boy better find someplace where we can stay the night. At that instant, I yanked on the rein that was connected to Flap-Jack’s mouth and turned us both around so that we were heading towards the woods.

Just a few hours ago, Kate would have never thought she could escape the force field. That sounded like a crazy dream, but now she was free and so was Mr. Jacks and Darby. They were in the outskirts of Philadelphia and it looked like a normal suburban neighborhood. Though it was obvious that no one had been in these houses for a while. They must have disappeared… Kate thought to herself. There was no sign of human life still being here.

Dr. Hastings runs over and sedates Wilbur again. Wilbur falls back asleep. There is a buzzing on Dr. Hastings phone. DR. HASTINGS Ugh!

LOTF quotes In the story the character is starting to stray off from the rules and becoming primitive. Things on the island are falling apart Ralph it try to keep order, but he is a little bit too ignorant to remember that they are trying to survive .Jack starts thinking that he has power behind the mask that he uses to hunt.jack is a hunter and he sees himself as a powerful figure.

I am writing to you on the behalf of the terrible accident that happened the other day with me and your darling son Theodore. I just wanted to clear this up for you, so you don’t have to report it to the state generals office. Here is what actually happened...

I am Chris and I am a 19 years old, an avid fisherman, and I almost exclusively use riot baits for every situation I am in. The fuzzy beaver is the best trailer for a jig that I have ever used and it is great for fishing docks on a shaky head hook or even weightless. The streaker absolutely slays fish when swimming it through weed beds or through cover. The riot stick has better action than a senko and the durability is incomparable. I don't understand why anyone would use anything other than riot baits. I live in northwest New Jersey and fish lakes and reservoirs every second of my free time in my kayak. I run into dozens of fishermen daily and always talk up your bait. I have even gotten a local bait shop to look into carrying the

Doctor, I told you he would come. Edward is most happy to stay home with me. He is completely devoted to me unlike his father, who is traipsing around Australia with his whore.

Before and After Free at first, then next taken away Walking to school everyday, to seeing deaths everyday Bedchamber, to Gas Chambers To getting pinched by parents, to seeing parents getting lynched To see my dad at a workstation, to dying of starvation To reading a script for a play, to being whipped by the gateway To go see a train, to being in pain From learning about the ice age, to knowing about a new bone age To helping people, to needing help Food tasted like freshly dropped snow Wet, with no flavor Hungry like a horse without his hay Smoke in the air can’t breath out my airway But towards the end dreams came true in the dark even though my spirit never withdrew from my heart

The atmosphere was uncomfortable, but my husband was determined to settle the issue once and for all. He dragged me into the crowd despite my unwillingness and stormed straight to Mr. Little while pushing the people out of the way. We were met with some scorn and rude comments for our actions, but I simply bowed my head a little to express my apologies. Of course, the men were too enraged to regard me, and the next thing I knew, I was standing in front of Mr. Little with my husband.

Taken from Neil Gaiman’s ‘Don’t Ask Jack’, this extract is a descriptive story focussing on the toy Jack in the box. Narrated in the third person by an unnamed character, the story of Jack takes place in a grand house as a nursery where the toy Jack is stored. Through the voice of the narrator, Gaiman uses a sombre tone from the beginning to the end as children do not play with it and ignore it after they grow up. By utilizing a raft of emotive language, sensory detail and allusion, Gaiman addresses the children attitudes towards the toy Jack and the passing of time. The author uses several declarative statements to emphasis the fact that ‘children don’t play with it’ and sets up the tone for story.