Personal Narrative: Penguin's Home

staff must be posted near to watch interactions with the public. Like most exhibits the penguin exhibit should be hooked up to a life support system so that temperature, air flow, water filtration, and lighting continue to work in the case of a power outage or emergency. (AZA, 2014)

The articles from Lauren Tarshis and Dyan deNapoli and the video all describe penguin rescue efforts after the oil spill. The article "The Amazing Penguin Rescue" by Lauren Tarshis the main idea is that oil spills can cause lots of problems to the animals like the African Penguin. The other piece of text "The Amazing Penguin Rescue" the main idea is oil spills can cause problems that are hard to complete. It also shows how hard it is to clean them from the sticky oil. Finally the video the main idea is that even if we try hard to help them their habitat will never be the same.

Imagine, if you will, a brisk night wind coming fast across a lake carrying a pungent smell, something you can’t quite identify, but is nonetheless familiar enough to send a shiver up your spine. As it hits the trees, they creak out a somber call in the still night air. Or was that groan something more…human? You notice, for the first time, the absence of tires humming on pavement and you wonder if it’s that late, or maybe just a slow night. The soft tapping of your shoes on the sidewalk is the only accompaniment your slow breathing has as you move towards the warmth of your home, holding thoughts of a warm bed in the palm of your hand to keep the chill away. You don’t notice at first, perhaps because the reality of what you’re hearing is

I don’t go anywhere special. I don’t even do anything. I just stand in front of the rain, right outside of the apartment building. I’m letting the rain fall over me and staring up at the sky, smiling. I close my eyes and let it fall over me, marveling at the way the water slicks off my raincoat sleeves, admiring the droplets hitting my cheeks, my palms up and open. This moment is not really about me, I am not really in it, I am experiencing this open sensation and basking in it and feeling utterly alive in a way that will go on to be rare and hidden to me for the rest of my life. But briefly, then and only then, I am Present and the Nothingness inside of me is quiet,

Instead of your heavy winter coat, you decide on a raincoat and boots for the upcoming rain. With the wet dirt and uncovered tree’s, earthly smells enclose your senses. Seeing the newly grown grass. Hearing the birds chirp after returning back to their homes. Critters have just begun to come out of hibernation and everything starts to become the active beaten path you used to know. As the clouds start to disappear and the sun comes out of hiding, trees and plants start to bloom with new life with the vibrant colors of summer. Leaving behind the pastel colors of spring, summer brings noisy vibrant colors to life. The animals wake and scamper across the cement pathway while the flowers open to the morning rays. Different smells meet you halfway to fill your nose with aromas that have not been discovered since last

However, this time of year has become more and more a stronghold for rampant consumer spending and materialism. In consumer culture, advertising companies play to this strength almost excessively. Take John Lewis’ 2014 advertisement, Monty the Penguin, for example. While it gives us a typical Christmas tale of friendship, love, and joy, “Monty the Penguin” also delivers strong subliminal messaging to purchase John Lewis’ products through the usage of a variety of auditory and pictorial techniques.

In North Pole there live a penguin named Acly. “Today is the day! I will fly today, I can do it!” Aclu said determinedly. “I know penguin can not fly but I will make history and fly.” As Acly ready to try to fly he was stop by Layla, his older sister. “Hey! Stop, how can you fly when you’re afraid of height? Don’t make a fool of yourself and emberesse the family. You do know that penguin can not fly right?” Acly nod his head, “yeah, but I’m going to be the first penguin to ever fly.” “Gluck with that.” Layla start to walk away. “One, two, three, and take off!” As people say, the world doesn’t go as you want. Aclu tumbled down and injured his right wing. “Nooooooo! This can’t happen, how am I going to fly if this happen?” Acly started to cry

I watched Emily run through the rain like it was the best thing that ever happened to her. She loved it. I however did not. Coming to get me I guessed as I heard her bound up the stairs. ¨I know you hate the rain hollie but you should come out.” She said. I was nine at the time and afraid of a lot of things. ¨No! I don't like the rain and I never will.” She then proceeded to pull me over her shoulders and carry me outside into the storm. Within a minute my flaming red curly hair was dark maroon wet and straight. ¨How do you know you won't like it if you won't even step of the steps when it does.¨ I cautiously stepped of the stem into the dirt at the bottom of the stone steps and felt the mud squish between my toes. It felt funny but I like it. I smelt the rain and looked around at the wet grass with the water on it. It was alluring. But before I could touch it I felt coldness all around me and looked up to see my sister with a bucket. We played outside for what felt like hours till Father came to get us. Then I loved the rain and every storm no matter what time it was my sister and I would go outside and play in the

March of the Penguins is a documentary that provides its viewers with an inside look at a penguins life. It shows us their mating cycle, the challenges they face and how they work together as community. After watching this film I believe that I have learned new information about penguins that I did not know before. Penguins are a great example to look at when trying to understand the way that communities work. Through this film I was able to learn that for penguins working together is crucial for their survival. After watching March of the Penguins I believe that humans interact with one another is similar to way which penguins act as a community. Like penguins, we rely on each other for safety, guidance, comfort, etc.

The balm and humid air held static electricity and a feeling of unexplainable dread. The heat and weather of the always unpredictable summer months in the small town bordering the Texas Gulf Coast were averaging between ninety-five and a hundred degrees. The location of the town allowed for many outdoor activities. Washers, beach swimming, horse shoes and barbeques are what helped gravitate the people of the community together for picnics, to socialize, and enjoy each other’s company. On this one particularly hot summer day the town seemed to be holding its breath, waiting on something to happen. The day was unusually quiet and still, a feeling of anticipation was in the air.

420 East South Street was gloomy, and the first few drops of rain had bursted on the darkened gravel, on a chilling day in late October. It was clear that a prolific storm was on its way, heard in the distance echoing through the dazed night. Just a few moments before, I had received a message from my friend Brittany to go to the address of 420 East South Street, as quickly as possible. My other friend Claire had also asked me to arrive there by 8pm, and it was already half past seven. As I made my way, I could feel the transient rain bracing softly against the touch of my skin. I could also hear the imminent thunder striking overhead, as the clouds flared on the horizon, making me feel even more lethargic. At the same time, I had been completely

I decided to create my logo using an image of a penguin and a spotlight. Ever since I entered multimedia arts as a new course I decided to take film as my forte. During my early year’s others related me to a “Penguin” because of how I walk. Penguins are fight less birds and they are monogamous when it comes to love. And I think that greatly describes me as well. I also used the image of a spotlight because of the way of thinking that when spotlight is used it shows everything from the character and how he or she moves and it brings out the best from the person.

Millions of years ago, there was no Princeton. There was no Wisconsin. There was no America… There. Was. No. World. All that there was was a empty area of space with a small book in the middle. The book was called “The History Of Penguins”.

Black, white and fluffy, penguins are almost the most loved animal at the zoo. Penguins have many qualities. They have many different species, different habitats, different appearances, and different looking babies. All of those are probably why the penguins are almost the most loved animal at the zoo.Lots of species, different types of habitats, diets, different appearances, and different types of babies.

Unce apune a time a man named lil' dildo went to the town of asian town and wanted to slay some hoes. when he got there he meet a couple of gay penguin pandas, so he said "DAMN THEM SOME GAY ASS DUUUUDES" and then deported them to mexico behind trumps wall. and gay couple of hours later he found the hoes and say that they were fingering their buttholes. "Oh yehh babieee lettme eat yo hands and suck on your botty buttholes. then all of a sudden bumadded popped out of one of the hoes and he said "allahu akbar!!' and uranus blew up. the