My Dream Essay

Nobody should go through what I have been through. I’m Dora Rivkina. I am 19 years old and am the second out of three girls to be born into a Jewish family. My sister Liesl is three years older than me. I look up to Liesl. She is my role modle. There is no movie star or pop star that can ever top her. My sister Elaine is two years younger than me. Sheis still learning to speak German because my parents tought her how to speak English first. She looks up to liesl also. We act like liesl and try to dress like her. Both of my sisters are really smart and are good at figuring things out.

Dreams have long fascinated the human race. This alternate reality, separate from the conscious world we see around us, has captured the interest of many people throughout history. In fact, mankind has been studying dreams since the invention of the written word. Perhaps the lure of dreams is that there seems to be some significance behind them. Most reject the idea that dreams are just random meaningless fragments of data. The vivid sensations that dreams create are just too powerful to ignore. The world of dreams is filled with peculiar phenomenon and unexpected events that beg our attention. Consider the following example of a dream:

The fights we had throughout the years, the late conversations about life and the little inside jokes that we have are the foundation of who I am today. They give those little quirks, they give me the feistiness and zip to my personality. They make me, me and I thank them for that. When I look back on the arguments and the fights I laugh because I think about where we are today and how funny we would find the situations. Without my sister's I wouldn't know how I would be sane to this day. They keep me level headed and mindful of my actions. Even on those days that I'm mad at them or their mad at me, I stop to think would my sisters be proud of this. Some days I even try a little harder most days and I see them falling off. Even though they don’t like to admit it they look up to me and I look up to them too. No matter how much we argue and fight our relationship has grown to where we have a respect for each that we know we only want the best for each other. We know that we wouldn't do anything to hurt each

The bell had just rang, school was out. “Olivia, Mrs. Larsson calls.” Olivia is in 6th grade. Her teacher Mrs. Larsson talks to her every day after school telling her the same thing over and over. “You been misbehaving at lunch today”! But this time it was different. “Olivia it's your turn to stay after school and clean the room”. Olivia hated cleaning the room after school, she always ended up staying too late. “ Now run along and tell your mother, I don’t want her to worry like she did last time!” “Ok Mrs. Larsson.” I reply, I run to call my mom but she didn't answer, and my dad was at work so I couldn't call him. “Yup my mom knows.” I say, but she really didn't. “Ok then, well I am going to go home so behave yourself!” Mrs. Larsson says

My sister and I have been complete opposites our whole lives. She sought attention in every possible way, I avoided it. she took off to Colorado

Although this was taken seven months ago, it feels as if it was just yesterday that my sister, Cortney, began a new stage in her life. She is no longer my bedroom neighbor just a hallway length away. The bathroom that was once shared is now only occupied by me, that bedroom next to mine remains vacant, and I am officially an only child -or so it seems. It’s crazy to believe we are already teenagers. As children, we got along much better than average siblings. We never fought, always shared clothes, and even shared friends despite the age difference. As time went on, we grew closer; making it even harder for us to be separated from each other long term. Next thing we knew, it was August 24, 2015, the time had come that Cortney was graduated and moved on to bigger and better things. My family took two cars over two hours away to say our goodbyes. Despite the fact that we did not want

When my sister and I were in middle school, my perspective of my sister was horrible. I despised her and didn’t want to have anything to do with her due to her ignorant attitude. For example, when I was feeling depressed because my older cousins were ostracizing me, she didn’t notice and didn’t stand up for me. I felt angry at her and I saw her as an irresponsible bother that happened to have my bloodline. However, after we moved to South Pasadena, my perspective of her began to change. Because we moved into a new place full of strangers, we only had ourselves to relate to. I wasn’t very efficient in making new friends and I began to eat lunch by myself. My sister, realizing that I was alone like she was, began to pay attention to me and ate lunch with me. She was aware of my friends and people that didn’t like me, and she stayed with me when my cousins tried to leave me out on playing with them. My sister became my best friend and I realized that she was not a stranger that I should hold a grudge on but was someone that I could depend on when I was

My family is no different from the others, for it's not perfect. I have an Intelligent sister who can achieve a perfect GPA and do great courses.She is practically perfect. My parents always tell my younger sister and me that we should be more like her. Yet it is practically impossible , since we all have our own way of thinking. My younger sister is attending middle school. She's practically knowing who she is. So at this point she talks back to my parents and wants to do

How would you feel if someone promised you something, but then changed their mind? If you were told you were safe, but the rug was pulled out from under you? Over a half million teenagers and young adults who illegally immigrated to the United States as minors were recently confronted with this reality. DACA, an act passed during Obama’s term that protected them from deportation, was rescinded by the Trump administration on September 5, 2017. After these people, known as Dreamers, had begun to come out of hiding to legally obtain jobs, attend college, and live without fear of deportation, this rescission suddenly suspended their dreams. Now their future is in the hands of Congress. Although many people would like to eject this group, statistics are in favor of their continuing residence. The Dreamers comprise a diverse and valuable group that deserves to stay in the United States. They are not a threat to the United States, nor a financial burden.

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* I slowly opened my eyes and looked at my alarm clock. It reads “6:20.” The first thought to enter my mind as I awoke was, “Sonuvabitch. Another day to see phonies at Triton High School.” I hopped out of my bed and took a shower. The water was cold like it has been for the past week. It almost turned me into a human icicle. I brushed my teeth, ate breakfast, did all the morning requirements. Every day is a loop; I follow the same daily schedule: wake up, go to school, come home, do homework, talk to friends, and sleep. I keep this cycle to keep my sanity. After leaving Pencey and coming to this school, I haven’t made many friends. There are three groups at this school: the nerds, the overly nice people, and the

The speech “I Have a Dream” was delivered by Martin Luther King on the occasion of the centenary celebrations of Abraham Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation on 28th August 1963. The speech was dramatically delivered on the steps of Lincoln Memorial and it was witnessed by about two million people. This speech is often considered to be one of the greatest and notable speeches in history and the top American speech of the 20th century.

My alarm shrieks piercingly through the air, and my eyelids fly open. I carelessly toss my covers aside, and begin my morning routine. Five minutes before my bus arrives I begin to rush out of the house. “Don’t forget I’m picking you up at school early today so we can go to Miami,” my mom reminds me on my way out. “Sure, okay,” I toss back at her and close the door. Just like any other school day, I traveled the day with laughs, semi focusing in classes, and other teenage fanatics. Like in most high schools, when inside the school walls there is this false sense of security that overcomes each student. Most believe that nothing can hurt them, and that nothing will happen. Failing to realize that no one is invincible and things can change at the blink of an eye. As the day proceeds, I approach my least favorite class, Biology. There was never a day that I didn’t complain about how much I hated that class and how I could not wait to leave. But today was different; It wasn’t as dreadful because this would be the period that my mom would pick me up. Fifteen minutes later, I was back to my old ways, whispering “I cannot wait to get out of here!” to my neighbor who felt the same way I did. Finally, I heard over the loud speaker: “Roshonda Bissainthe to the office” and a smile creeped across my

I am a methodical, planned out person. I am not spontaneous and rarely take unnecessary risks. I calculate everything. On the contrary, my sister does things when she wants, with little regard for others. But, I have learned a lot from living with Sarah. For example: it is ok to take a potty break in the middle of something important. When I was twelve, I packed my own suitcase a week in advance of a trip (something

This critical evaluation essay will be on Martin Luther King’s speech “I Have a Dream”. This speech was delivered during the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom on 28 August 1963. This march was initially organized to focus on the economy, but as the date grew near, the focus shifted to social issues in the country. This march was attended by more than two hundred thousand people, to include the many actors, musicians, and the civil rights leaders. Martin Luther King said “I am happy to join you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation”. (King). Martin Luther King not only touch the hearts of so many that day, and on that he made people aware that there was work

"You'll never see an object in dream that you haven't seen in your daily life"