Slipping back into her dream, she was no longer in the church. Dream Fianna had just reached the market in the village square with her sisters and the cart. Scouring the marketplace for the shawl maker, the girls were approached by a middle-aged woman leading a bedraggled nag attached to a cart stacked with knitted goods. Laboriously, the lady plodded along, dragging her left leg. Dream Fianna smiled shyly at the woman. This wasn’t part of the lesson, Fianna told them. I never met this woman in the VRC. Dream Fianna turned. “You should have. You missed the witch thing. This is part of what you need to understand.” “See what exquisite wares fill my cart,” she crooned in a grandmotherly voice, enticing the girls to step closer. From …show more content…
Margaret’s told us the maker of these shawls was a young woman named Erin.” The old woman shifted her weight. Her terse smile drew down the corners of her mouth again, creating lines of wrinkles that edged around her neck and drooped into her blouse. “No, lassie, there is only one maker of knotted shawls such as these.” Her gnarled hands, too worn and creased for a person with a middle-aged face and chestnut hair sparsely streaked with silver, smoothed the stack of shawls lovingly. She moved in front of Fianna, her back to the other girls, blocking Fianna’s view of the market square. For a few seconds, Mistress Tooley’s face morphed into that of a scraggy ancient hag with long gray hair. She looked nothing like a pudgy-faced woman. Apologetically Dream Fianna tried to ease the tension. “Maybe there are others who knit the same pattern.” “It is a sad day when a child takes not the word of an elder. You should be asking forgiveness of the good Father in confession for your rudeness. As you are strangers here, I see that I must tell you the truth. I am the shawl maker’s mam. Unfortunately, she took ill this very morn so I find myself at the market today. After all, the rents must be paid and we need food for the table.” Ashamed that she had the bad manners to challenge an adult, Dream Fianna found the perfect spot to focus her downcast eyes, the toes of her shoes. “I’m sorry if I was rude, Mistress Tooley, it’s just that I’m in such a hurry to find
Having a dream and living with passion is very important because I believe living without passion is like being dead. Someone like Tony Hawk could agree. Tony Hawk has been a professional skateboarder for over 24 years. However, he did not receive that title overnight; Tony got his first skateboard when he was only 9 years old. Since then, Tony worked extremely hard and put a lot of his focus on skateboarding. He did it because that was his Dream. Tony’s Dream was frowned upon by many of his teachers and adults alike. One of his teachers even told him that he “would never make it in the workplace if he didn’t follow directions exactly” (Hawk), but he never gave up his Dream. He kept working hard and eventually became a pro at the young age of 15.
Colette dreamed. She was sitting down though the ground was hundreds of feet below. In the northeast she make out her tower, though it was just a dot from where she was. Across from her was another Colette, motionless save for the slow rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. The black, smoky eyes betrayed it as Fetch. They sat across from each other wordlessly, and Colette began to clear her throat softly.
“If you call them, you'd have to tell them where we are staying. How would Grandfather take his ‘perfect grandchild's’ lie? You promised my mother you’d look after me. You lied! I'm just having fun, something you couldn't do if it hit you in the face!” With a huff, Sarah twirled and ran into the bedroom.
On a short business trip to Atlantic City, Fancy experienced another dream as she awakened, Leona listened to her story about the hard times from her childhood. Arriving at the hotel, while Samuel checked them in, Fancy looked around at the ‘one arm bandits’ as she called the machines. An elderly woman approached her and asked for a dollar. Before Fancy could refuse, the hotel employees rushed to make certain she didn’t disturb their prominent guest.
Celina looked at her left eyebrow arched. Resting her violin down on her lap, and then resting her hands on her lap. She lifted her head pointed her chin toward Farrah.
"I did not know you would be coming!" Sophia said. Her voice was only loud enough to
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Ariana Girdle. Ariana was a malicious clutz with beautiful eyebrows and pretty curls.
“Hello you lot,” Greeted a witch who looked around Percy and Annabeth’s age with honey blonde hair and dark blue eyes. “I’m Leanne Tinker, your the group from the states right?” She asked, glancing at the group seeing their nods she continued.
The next morning Trudy woke me up by tapping me on my shoulder. My eyes fluttered and my mind immediately thought back to us being sister cousins and my eyes popped open. “Wake up sleeping beauty. Did you forget about making breakfast this morning?” Trudy said as she flopped down on my bed. Breakfast was the last thing on my mind, as I looked at Trudy like she was crazy. Half of her hair was braided, and the other half wasn’t. Before I could say anything, Trudy said, “Kandee, I had a crazy dream that you came into my room and told me that we are sisters. Anyway, what time are you going to help me finish braiding my hair?”
I scoffed quietly. "If I didn't, I wouldn't be working as a teacher, now would I?"
In the 1930’s, the American Dream became more prominent them ever. Following the stock market crash, the country was thrust into the Great Depression where the people were filled with sorrow and to get them through the time, the American Dream was born. For some the fantasy was to own a little home, a car and have a family. But for the characters in Of Mice and Men, the characters version of the American Dream was to own a little plot of land and own some rabbits. In addition, Steinbeck uses Lennie, George and Candy’s visions to teach the reader that dreams are thought up almost effortlessly, but much more difficult to obtain.
“ She’s well ,the same Marian I remembered from my childhood”, I smiled. “ actually I was running errand for her. Do you have some time to spare, for my assignment requires discussing an event with you.”
Marla stared down at the rough pattern on the blanket tucked tightly around her. The longest tendrils of her hair rested against the folds, and she watched with distracted fascination at how they moved and draped themselves over the fabric as she breathed, in and out. In and out.
“Well, Molly Kathleen mentioned something about visiting the Fairlea’s chapel. I’m positive there’s never been a chapel at the Fairlea and I’m positive Molly Kathleen knows it as well, having pestered everyone about historical facts and dates while she did her research of Off End.” Sally walked slowly past Lital and Anna, turning her head towards her friends and purred:
The American Dream can be described as someone starting at the bottom of the social or economic ladder and working hard towards prosperity, wealth and fame. By having money, a car, a big house, nice clothes and a happy family symbolizes the true American dream. This dream also represents that people, no matter who he or she is, can become successful in life by his or her own work. The majority of people pursue the American Dream for themselves, their families and their legacy. Several years ago the American Dream represented getting ahead and become everything that our parents’ generation were not able to do. Perhaps, because of the great depression, poor economy, wars, and unemployment, as well as older generations working longer hours to