Scoob's Poem

Never shall I forget that night, the first night in the camp that turned my life into one long night seven times sealed. Never shall I forget that smoke. never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transform into smoke under the silent sky. Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever. Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes. Never shall I forget those things, even were I condemned to live as long as God himself.

Vidscribem thrives, the corn is growing, and the avocado harvests are good. It is too cramped. Expansion is limited and we are sick of the lack of fresh water. It was time to move. We had built some boats, because the population has gone up rapidly, and get ready to sail. We plan to sail east, and hope to encounter a forest, with exotic plants and freshwater. We are leaving some people behind so that they can study and learn new things to send to us. I am leaving too. We get on the boat and prepare to leave. They undock the ropes, and we set sail. We have brought 50 pigeons to carry messages, and hope to find more. We wave as the boat leaves the bay, and watch as our home fades away in the distance. I walk down a deck into the interior of the ship. It is big, but not very. Seven people can be on each ship, and we are bringing three. Fifty pigeons per ship. Communication is

Can a single person consider Bertram Potts (Pottsie) to be totally masculine in his physical appearance as well as his social behaviors? Looking at Bertram as a masculine figure can be difficult to see based on the fact that he is indeed feminine in his mannerisms. Yes, physically he is an attractive young man who takes on masculinity in his physical features, but he is naturally required to borrow from masculinity. Bertram is supposed to be masculine, but he is instead seen as feminine. In all ways he is seen to be based in the feminine domestics sphere, and tends to be feminine over all. Bertram must borrow from masculinity as well or he must become more conventionally masculine if he is to earn the love of Sugarpuss O'Shea and defeat Lilac and his gangsters. Compared to the masculinity and self-confidence shown by the mob boss himself, Joe Lilac, and the free-spirited and very experienced Sugarpuss O'Shea, Bertram behavior is seen as a feminine mish mash of bookishness, inexperience, and motherly love, given his isolation within the domestic sphere.

But here’s a little more information for you. I was those shifters’ alpha and den mother rolled into one. Two of the barhoppers were jail bait or close to it. And the establishment in question was filled to the brim with horny, lawless, outpack males.

One theme from this passage is “to finish is to win.” The author develops this theme by using Greta’s story. Greta is a triathlete which is an athlete that specializes in triple events such as the hawaiian ironman. The hawaii ironman is a triathlon with three stages being a 2.4 mile swim, a 112 mile bike race, and a 26.2 mile run.

Cheryl, despite the days I am too sore to walk up the stairs at school… you have helped push me in both the pool and in dryland. Usually you’re yelling at me to have better underwaters or to get my hips down while planking, but your encouragement has allowed me to get stronger and faster. However, I won’t forget the time where I was putting in lanes, and you said that you wouldn’t have felt bad if I had fell in with my clothes on!

The ancient Greeks thought that the constellation Scorpius is a scorpion. It was related to hunter Orions death. There are many stories about Orions death, but according to my favourite one, he wanted to kill all the earth's wild animals. The earth goddess Gaia was not pleased with this. She got mad and sent a giant scorpion after Orion. No matter how hard Orion tried, he could not defeat the scorpion and tried to escape, when the scorpion stung him to death. As a reward, Gaia placed the scorpion's image in the nighttime sky. To this day it looks as if the scorpion is always chasing Orion.

Clunk. A muffled sound interrupts the low whir of the vacuum, causing me to pause. Frowning as I stop the ancient machine, I bend down to inspect the bottom for the source of the noise. A plastic tack smiles up at me; its vivid whiteness is a welcome contrast to dirty vacuum bristles. I remove the piece and stand with difficulty-- these summer storms are taking a toll on my joints-- and begin searching for where the tack belongs. After a moment I remember the church bulletin board. I turn and, sure enough, a yellow slip of paper has descended to the floor, a tiny hole at the top for pushpin. I chuckle to myself and replace both the flyer and the tack, catching a glimpse of the paper’s bright advertisement: “Bible Study and Prayer Meeting, this

Why do they only want to see the absence of color, rather than embrace it.

Friendship for me is honored title and the greatest service to another that life has to offer. I wish in life to be a great friend and I want to let you know that you have been and are an exceptional friend to me. I wish to return the favor as long as I

It all started when Kagome woke up, she woke up to the noise of bombs. She looked out the window to see what was going on, but there was nothing. She how late it was and rushed out the door and rushed to school, when she got there she was right on time. As the day went by the principal made a special announcement saying, “ After school there will be a town meeting, so after school report to the town auditorium.” Kagome thought to herself, that’s strange, we never have town meeting anymore. Sango who looks as confused as Kagome is she says, “ That's weird I’ve never been to a town meeting before.”

“Oodgeroo’s poem presents the reader with an exploration of the importance of learning from experience”

I am grateful for my best friends. My best friends are Carly P., Brooke P., Becca K., Madison H., Ana H., Myles H., Delaney N., Payton K., Maria S., Hannah S., Hanna W., Elena L., Cassie W., Kate M., Bethany E., Paige L., Alessandra R., Anna K., Ella K., Mira S., Ali S., Isabelle S., Grace W., Samantha F., Leah M., Haeley W., Autumn H., Olivia M., Morgan H., Julia H., Abbie B., Abby K., Abbie G., Emma C., Emma B., Emma L., Emma B., and Leah P. That 's all I could think of. I don 't know what I would without them. They are so nice and fun to be around. They make my day sometimes. Best friends are

In the end, I want to thank all of my friends for all the great memories that we’ve made in these four years that