Personal Essay: Pulse's Journey

“Racism is man’s gravest threat to man- the maximum of hatred for a minimum of reason.” (Abraham J. Heschel, Jewish philosopher). Richard Beynon’s ‘The Shifting Heart’ was first published in 1960, and insightfully explores the impact of racism. It is based on the lives of the Bianchis, an Italian family living in the suburb of Collingwood, during the post World War II immigration boom. As a literary device, symbolism is the representation of a concept through underlying meanings of objects. Beynon portrays the message, ‘racism is a result of intolerance, not the specific races alone,’ through the use of symbolism as well as the various racial attitudes of characters. The set

On November 14, 2007, Joe Horn, a sixty-one year old retired man, was at home when he saw two people breaking into his neighbors’ house. Horn then called 911 and retrieved his shotgun. While on the phone with the emergency operator, Horn was told to stay inside and wait for police, but when he saw the two men leaving he ignored the instructions and went to chase them. During the 911 call, the sound of a shotgun being cocked can be heard before Horn shouts, “Move, you’re dead,” and three shots ring out.

kept his word, once shooting one in ten of the soldiers in a group of

Ulrich turns to Georg with great silence. Georg seemed to be in fear and struggling to get free, yet Ulrich has a plain face, staring at his rifle. Georg then yells, “What are we going to do!” Ulrich keeps his silence as he begins to reach for the rifle, Georg beginning to panic. The wolves creep closer to the men, Ulrich glancing at them for a few seconds then back at his rifle. Ulrich then lays a finger on the stock of the rifle and slowly pulls it closer, Georg calling out to Ulrich in great panic. “ Why are you so quiet!” Georg yelled. “Planning” replied Ulrich. Ulrich finally grasps onto the handle of the rifle and pulls the receiver back, taking a quick glance at the bullet inside then closes it. The men can then hear the growls of the wolves, then Georg is filled with fear and goes silent. Ulrich takes his aim at

I replied, Well, you see sir, um, I shot it when I was out hunting prairie dogs in the field. The paramedic giggled, and said,

“Right after he shot the man and the woman, the same person from the opposite side fired a gunshot at him again” said the witnesses. After which he also got his right forearm injured badly.

“ ‘They fired a few shots in the air, then to kill. They got him just as he went over the fence. They said if he’d

It’s late March, 1978, in Arcadia, California, and I’m gonna kick Hudson Elliot’s ass. Not for real, ‘cause there’s something wrong with this kid—he has these weird eyes, with one eye that’s a little off and a front tooth that looks like a fang, so my best friend Mike Peinado calls him Wolf Boy. During recess yesterday, I asked him to give me the punch ball he was holding. Peinado and I had to play a punch ball game of death before recess ended, so what did Hudson do? He threw the ball at my face and it smashed me in the nose. My eyes flashed, and I tasted that quick stab in my mouth that I’ve come to connect with pain or shame, but there wasn’t any blood. At least none that I could see.

Out of frustration, he fires the gun. The bullet hits me in the left shoulder towards my chest. It feels like being badly burnt, that's way to put it. I wince as it throbs painfully. Jackie screams at the top of her lungs. I fall over on the ground to look like he gave me a pernicious wound. I could latently die.I'm lying on the velvet carpet , bleeding and all that runs throughout my mind is the same words. Crap, I really liked this shirt. I'm wearing a really cute white halter top now stained with my red DNA juice. I officially hate blood. He, the gunmen (let's call him Steve,) fire six bullets in the air. Steve is now most certainly the most irrelevant person I know. Steve, if you're reading this, you suck and so does your timing. God, everything hurts. I'm just here, waiting to go any minute now and that's when the police and the paramedics

Why? Well, I personally have a heart condition. I was born with left Valve Stenosis witch means my heart has to work harder to pump blood though the valve and my body can suffer with less oxogen. With having this condition I do have chest pains, more then anyone has. The wild part is I can not take birth control because there is a lot of effects within the heart. I’ve had an inhaler many times to help with my breathing and multiple open heart surgeries. With my condition there are many things in this world I am not able to do, such as I have to be a certain weight. As for me I can’t weaigh over 120 pounds, I can’t go on roller costers, I can’t have too much salt, and I’m very limited on working out and I can’t skip meals and being stress is not great for my heart.

As bullets swathe the night, ripping through the bushes with intent to dispatch of human life, seeing the air disturbance caused by the trail of the bullets, indicates where the bullet is and where it is going and because of that, she is hesitating to aid her mom. However, the ground is very wet, and darkness is the canvass. The gunfire is sporadic at best, and the fiery trails of the bullets actively strike everywhere penetrating her mother once again, this time embedded in her chest. Michelle screams. Sickened by the sight Freddie turns.

handed and grabbed Anna and got ready to rape her when sigs grabbed the gun and pointed it at Wolff. Anna left for help and heard a gunshot, sig missed and smiled he said he wasn't a murder and Wolff took the gun off sig loaded it and shot it at sig but it exploded in his hand. Sig ran after Anna and Wolff followed. They ran onto the ice Wolff fell through it. Sig said to wolff that is it my problem because before when sig got hurt by wolff ,sig said help me and wolff responded is it my problem.

The bullet was released from the chamber before Heath even heard the sound of the man approaching. As he spun to face his assailant, the 9mm entered just below his abdomen and he fell to the ground with his vision wavering and closing into blackness. The last voice he heard was the man saying, “I told you this would happen. This is what you get when you betray those close to you.”

In our world organisms occupy a sliding scale of complexity. On one hand we have the single cell organisms, where all necessary functions for their life are carried out within that one cell. At the other extreme we have extremely complex multicellular organisms, of which humans are perhaps the cardinal member. Obviously, with increased capacity comes increased abilities. Complex organisms are able to manipulate their environment to a greater extent then their simpler cousins. While this has a lot of advantages, it also presents interesting biological problems. With the increased complexity multicellular organisms must have systems to deliver nutrients, signaling molecules, and biochemical building blocks to every cell. In

To my surprise, he found even more buttons to push. Now my whole body is on fire. Lasers beams are emitting from my eyeballs. I look at him and he’s standing there, swinging his fist around like he’s winding then up or something. So I put both my hands behind my back and start walking