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In the article "Many with New College Degree Find The Job Market Humbling" by Catherine Rampell, it talks about the job market is a difficult one if you don't have the connections to the high paying jobs. It introduces a few people who are working minimum wage jobs and it tells you of their college degrees. Rampell then proceeds to talk about the amount of college degree people working minimum wage jobs and how it's a difficult life. Rampell further says that if you don't have connections or the right degree finding a job will be very difficult. Also if you are one of those people constantly switching jobs it will be difficult because eventually you might start a family and then have

I woke up this morning and something wasn’t right. I looked below my bunk. Matt was there sleeping happily and soundly. I then tried to get out of my bunk. Once I got down, my head felt light headed. My stomach was doing turns and I felt like I could be sick at any moment. I went to the bathroom and I looked like a ghost. I then decided to get ready for the day. I grabbed a pair of neon green jeans and a baggy black t-shirt. Next I went to the coach and laid there until everyone else got up. Chris got up an hour later and he was happy and cheery as usual. Suddenly I heard someone running to the bathroom. I got up and knocked on the door. I opened the door and that’s all I remember.

In Cooper’s universe, every right was based on responsibility. The opportunities that she sought for black girls and boys would provide them with better tools with which to serve their people. “Ultimately, her proud, demanding feminism offered to black men a stronger comrade in a partnership struggling to improve the lives of all African Americans” (Berson, 1994). Although her life was privileged in relation to those of the

At this precise moment I am sitting in front of my laptop, scared out of my mind knowing that at any moment it could be my last. All I wanted to do was be a good friend, but look now where that has lead me. It may not make sense at this precise moment, but let me explain. It all started this morning when a friend of mine called me his voice filled with fear as if he had seen something so horrific that his words were slurred. At that moment I asked what had happened and he told me this horrific story:

It is seven thirty in the morning. I am walking down the hallway after arriving at school. I turn the corner and my best friend Heidi starts running at me with tears in her eyes, and a very pale complexion. I immediately know something is wrong. She then proceeds to tell me that she woke up this morning and her mom did not come home from work last night, and the police were now looking for her. Two hours later she was called down to the office with life shattering news. I was called down to the Principal's office an hour after Heidi was, discovering the news that the mother of my lifelong

It was dark and alone and I felt the need to cry. One by one everyone I have ever loved showed up. My mom, my sister, my late girlfriend, my grandma… I could go on. Their eyes were on me and only me. I was the only stimulus in the room. The yelled at me. I was irrational . I had put them in a situation where they didn’t even know me anymore. I was the monster under the bed and I was the reason why people were scared. They yelled so loud to the point where I didn’t even know if they were screams anymore.

Sunday finally came and Anna and I met up with our friend Lily. I asked Lily if she wanted to come on the Zipper with me and Anna. Before Lily could say yes Anna said she changed her mind. Lily and I then both started begging. She said she really wasn’t ready. I kept thinking I really don’t want to have to wait another year to bring one of my best friends on the Zipper. So I decided to let it go. Later that night there was a petting zoo in the back of the fair. Anna asked me if I wanted to go. Even though she didn’t come with me on the Zipper I went with her to the petting zoo. Finally, I told Anna it’s the last night of the fair, last night to get locked into those cages, and the last night to say you went on the Zipper. She gave in and Anna , our other friend Meghan, and I walked to the cages where Anna thought she was going to be sent to here doom by one of her best friends. We, well she was screaming here head off like she saw a zombie or something. We got off and she said she loved it and wanted to back on it, but it was the end of the fair. All the bright lights that lit up the fair were

watching the news reporter talk about Mike’s family pressing charges on the nurse. They said Mike was near death. The nurse was interviewed and said she could have sworn she gave him the proper dose, and even if not that dose wasn’t enough to do that. But, she still apologized, and cried lots of I’m sorry tears. And here I am, standing here in front of the T.V. in everyone’s way, but unnoticed because I’m invisible to my family. I look to my right and see a truck vacumning the grass and dusting the curbs. As I look back in front of me, I see Mike’s poor family begging for hospital funds. I hate my life even more than I did before the fairy

The next day was morp. I got in my dress and went all by myself. When I walked in, people were dancing and the music was up very loud. It went silent and a person on stage grabbed the microphone and announced “Is everyone having fun?” Everyone was shouting and hollering. “Well, it's time to announce who our morp queen is.” Kim started to walk on stage but she than said “Our morp queen is… Radio Rebel!” I sat there not moving. The announcer than said “Radio Rebel, are you out there?” Everyone looked around but Kim got up and said “Maybe the crown should go to the secondary winner.” I had a plan, I went behind a blurry window and grabbed the microphone. “I know you want to know who I am, I am the girl who sits in the back of the class. The person that gets bullied.” I walked out on stage and everyone gasped. The speaker than announced “Well, now that we know who the real radio rebel is, you will now be suspended for causing rudeness on your radio station.” I was about to cry but then a person I couldn’t recognize but seemed familiar stood up and yelled “I’m Radio Rebel!”. Then another person got up and said “No, i’m Radio Rebel”. Then more and more people got up announcing they were Radio Rebel. Then the announcer got off stage. Everyone cheered and I said through the microphone. “Well, all you Radio Rebels this crown belongs to you, but there is one individual who I didn’t quite hear if she was Radio Rebel.” I looked towards Kim who was staring downwards, I walked towards her and she looked up. She than said “I’m Radio Rebel, i’m so Radio Rebel” and I handed her the

America's little darling, everyone knows her but where did she come from? George Francis Temple was her father (Shirley Temple). He was born in 1888 and eventually became a banker (Shirley Temple). Her mother's name was Gertrude Amelia Krieger, she was born in 1893(Shirley Temple). They had two sons whose names were: Jack Temple and George Jr. Temple (Shirley Temple). While expecting their first daughter Gertrude played the phonograph and attended dance recitals (Shirley Temple). Finally on April 23, 1929 a beautiful baby girl was born (Shirley Temple). Shirley was a baby who would bring smiles to everyone’s face during the great depression (Hall). They named her Shirley Jane Temple. Shirley was born at 9:00 p.m. She once said "

We played two games to see who could get to twenty-one, It ended up being a tie on who won. To break the tie we decided to do one more game, but just as we were going to do our last game I saw a rabid dog running towards us barking. All of us heard the barking and ran across the street without looking but then I tripped on my shoelace and fell. It was at this moment I realized there was a car driving towards me on the street, then suddenly my body went into shocked and I became paralyzed. I didn’t know what was going to happen, there was dog on one side of the street, growling and getting ready to charge at me, and a car driving towards me on the street. I saw all the memories of my life and family flashing before my eyes while I heard Chris say in a panicked tone, “Come on there is a car coming, cross the

It is time for The Bachelor 2016 to start and viewers are going to want to know all about the girls trying to win Ben Higgins heart. Lauren Bushnell is one of those girls and she is going to catch the eyes of viewers right away. Lauren is a gorgeous girl, who will try to win Ben over, and probably do a pretty good job with it. Reality Steve shared a few details about Lauren Bushnell so fans can get to know her even better. She is one of three Lauren's on the show this season.

Suddenly the whirlwind stopped. I heard someone downstairs. It wasn’t a real person talking, it came from our TV. It didn’t matter to me that he was talking. It mattered to me how he was talking. One or all my family members was watching a

“Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.” - Plutarch. As Plutarch once said, painting is poetry because it sends a deeper message of what is represented. Every place has its artists some known some not that known, this essay has the purpose of noting Jessica Monroe, a local artist from the Valley who’s work, on my point of view, should be more recognize by other people.

It was a Monday night; I remember it like it was yesterday. I had just completed my review of Office Administration in preparation for my final exams. As part of my leisure time, I decided to watch my favorite reality television show, “I love New York,” when the telephone rang. I immediately felt my stomach dropped. The feeling was similar to watching a horror movie reaching its climax. The intensity was swirling in my stomach as if it were the home for the butterflies. My hands began to sweat and I got very nervous. I could not figure out for the life of me why these feelings came around. I lay there on the couch, confused and still, while the rings continued. My dearest mother decided to answer this eerie phone call. As she