The Novitiate

The sister in Jean Howarth’s short story “The Novitiate”, is young, eager to please and naïve. She tries to win her brothers approval on the afternoon he is forced to take his sister along with him. Initially, she is naïve about how gopher tails are obtained and that they require the life of the gopher to be sacrificed. Her desire for a relationship with her brother clouds her ability to recognize the reality of the afternoon; however, when she witnesses the cruel and dramatic death of the gopher, she realizes what she is going to have to do to make her brother proud. Consequently, she must decide whether to sacrifice her morals in order to please her brother or to stand firm in her beliefs. Finally, she decides to snare the gopher in the hopes

After deciding to move to the post office, Sister’s point of view towards her uncle, mother, and grandfather changes, yet it remains the same towards her sister. While Sister was living at the house, she mentioned at the very beginning of the story that she “was getting along fine with Mama, Papa-Daddy, and Uncle Rondo” (Welty 40). Also, she refers to her uncle as being “a good case of a one-track mind” (Welty 43); this is positively stating that her uncle is only focused on one certain thing and nothing else.

Even though Hattie has always felt unwelcomed by her sister since birth, she continues to try to rebuild their relationship. This is evident at the hospital when Hattie leaves Paris to comfort her niece and nephew while her sister is ill. Hattie demonstrates selflessness by putting her own life on the back burner to take her niece and nephew on a road trip to find their father. “You, me, Thebie, we’re going on a road trip, I said. We’re gonna look for Cherkis” (The Flying Troutmans, pg.52). These examples demonstrate Hattie’s devotion to strengthen the relationship in her family.

This was around the second semester of eighth grade that I met my now best friend, Bellamia Liso. We met each other when we went to Sutter Middle School in eighth grade. She was a new student, and she needed another class so she ended up being one of the TA’s in my math class. To be completely honest, I thought that Bella hated me when we were in eighth grade. She never talked to me, and I always thought that she was glaring at me for something that I did, even though I had never done anything to her. I didn’t express my feelings about her though because I didn’t know her, and I didn’t want to judge her without getting to know her

We met in the sixth grade during band class, we both played clarinet. Neither of us really bothered to talk to each other, we had other friends. Throughout sixth and seventh grade I had this secret hatred towards her and now that I think about it, it’s really funny. I always got jealous because she was always first chair in band, or she always got good grades on everything, I even got jealous once because a boy liked her. Going into eighth grade they redistricted

My 8th grade year at TJ the first day back to school I met this girl named Hannah she was the most beautiful girl i had seen there. We had some classes together and there was some kids that was picking on her before the classes that we had together and so i noticed that she was upset and that something was wrong with her. I walked over there in art and sat down next to her, and we started talking. We didn’t say names until a few days went by and i heard someone call her name and she heard someone call my name so when we seen each other we yelled each others names. Every time i seen her i couldn’t take my eye off of her. She was herself. And we started talking and getting really close to each other. I heard some people talking about her calling

Prior to meeting my wife, we had a mutual friend named Whitney. Whitney showed Amanda a picture of me in an attempt to set us up on a date; Amanda thought I was cute, however, she was afraid to reach out to me. I am not sure why, because, as far I am concerned, she is the real catch. About one week later, Whitney told me that Amanda thought I was cute, so naturally, my confidence just sky rockets! I felt good; I reached out to her, and gave her my phone number. We texted back and forth a few times, but it only lasted for about one week. We both just let time go by, and lost contact with each other. Then we reconnected, and the same exact thing happened about a week later, we just up and quit talking again. We never quit talking because of an argument or anything; we had really good conversations, we just would literally not text each other after the last conversation ended.

I have a bestfriend .. we hungout at least every single day of summer and also during 8th grade but mostly during summer. We talked during summer and we knew something was gonna stop us from highschool me and her stop being best friends.. but we both said no matter what we will stick together so i wasn’t really getting worried until the first day she went her way i went mine my plan was to hangout with her but she did have her friends already so i had to find other people. An when she would say hi to me it would be a very awkward hi. By that time I already had my ways me and her were going to

How it all started I couldn't tell you. Out of nowhere I Knew that I wanted this girl. It was this girl in my class named cookie who was helping me. She gave me the girls Instagram. Lucky for me her kik was in her bio. We start texting and talking to each other in class. We start meeting up before school. The best feeling in the world is when you like somebody and they like you back and she did. I asked her out and she said yes.you could tell me any thing I was the happiest man on earth.this was really closet to valentine. I went to the store and bought the biggest bear I could find and all her favorite candy. She was so embarrassed when I gave it to her. The whole class got up and took pictures. Just like how every good thing comes to an end so did we. She broke up with me through text

i've only known her for a few weeks, but like when we first met each other we were both like shy to talk to each other on the first day of school because like we saw each other almost the whole day but barely even talked. Then later that same day, the first day of school, I got to the last period of the day which was science for me and when I got there all the seats were full, and then I noticed Priscila was sitting by herself at the back of the room, so I just went to go sit with her. At first it was like kinda awkward I guess but then I started like asking questions about like if she knew some people from Fairview and she was like yea and i was

All my life, well almost all of it, I have lived in the shadow of my older brother. An extreme extrovert, athletic, funny, and suffering from ADD my brother is always the center of attention whether it is wanted or not. If he is in the room he makes sure everyone knows and most times my family will turn their attention to him. In the short story, Tomorrow is Too Far our narrator tells of a similar feeling of sibling favoritism and rivalry. Our narrator describes in the opening, “Grandmama let only my brother Nonso climb the trees to shake a loaded branch, although you were a better climber than he was.” (Adichie 311). This statement is something I can relate to and feel her frustration of not being seen or recognized for her talents.

I think I kind of had an epiphany. It was around the end of 2010, beginning of 2011, and I lived in Garland at the time. I remember we had like 2 feet of snow, it was the most anyone had seen in years. My girlfriend at the time Stephanie Fussell, the name in itself is a red flag, had just broken up with me. I was staying the night at her house or her moms. We had been messing around but then we started fighting out of nowhere. She pretty much just started it for what seemed like no reason. I know now that it was just because she was trying to find a reason to break up with me. She started ignoring me. I kept trying to ask her what was wrong, but she wouldn 't tell me or say anything. I kissed her and she kissed me back then stopped. She got mad and yelled at me to stop I said “ok” and I did. She said “I just need to be alone” and jumped up. I said “wait” and grabbed her right arm, not hard or anything, just to get her to stop and talk to me. She jerked away and pretty much tripped and threw herself into one of the cabinets. I thought to myself, “What the hell was that? I didn 't even push her!”. She screamed and said “Let go!” from what I remember. It was really overdramatic and telegraphed. I had to keep from laughing because of how ridiculous it looked. She acted like I hit her. She went into the bedroom with her mom for a long time. I finally went to the door and asked her to come out and talk to me. She never would. I could hear her talking to her mom like she was

All my life, almost all of it, I have lived in the shadow of my older brother. An extreme extrovert, athletic, funny, and suffering from ADD my brother is what you call the ultimate “attention hog”. If he is in the room he makes sure that all eyes are on him. In the short story, Tomorrow is Too Far our narrator tells of a similar feeling of sibling favoritism and rivalry. Our narrator describes in the opening, “Grandmama let only my brother Nonso climb the trees to shake a loaded branch, although you were a better climber than he was.” (Adichie 311). Her complaint is something I can relate to and feel her frustration of not being seen or recognized for her talents. Often, I will be telling an epic basketball win story only to be cut short, and attention turned to my older sibling who seems to always overshadow me.

During my junior year of high school, I met a few girls that were in the same program with me at school. On the first day of school, we did not talk to each other. We were very quiet and we were all very shy. But throughout the first couple of months, we became best friends. We were very close. We told each other everything, we always supported each other, and we never let each other down. We would always go shopping, or watch movies together.. We bought each other gifts for the holidays and birthdays. I thought there was nothing that would come between us. We spent every day with each other. Of course we had our arguments but we were always there for each other in the end. We were inseparable. I trusted them a lot. I told those girls everything that I have been through and everything that I wanted to accomplish in my life. If I was in a difficult situation or if I had a problem going on at home, I knew that I could talk to those girls and they would help me through it. I thought of them as my sisters and I thought that they felt the same way about me. I never thought they would do anything to ruin our friendship.

There was one kid in my school that I have been hanging out with since my baby years. The reason for this was because we live so close to each other and are mothers were friends. His name was Ramon. We’d hang out and play in each others houses everyday after school. Even though we were close friends we’d sometimes get into fights but soon forget about what we were fighting about. Not only do I hang out with him but I also hang out with his older sisters, one of them was five years older then me and we would play soccer together and the other was three years older them me and her name was Cynthia. I was going to tell her that I like her but after graduation from