Time Traveler Who would've thought time traveling was possible? I didn't, not until I found my dad's suitcase. It was a cold day in Los Angeles, my mom and I were cleaning the garage piling all of my dad's old stuff together. It would've been easier to deal with his death if he didn't passed away a year ago. No one knew about his death or anything that's why there was no news about it until now. I kept thinking to myself "man, I've only talked to him twice in my life and now he's gone forever. I wish I could just see him one more time." As i start to space out, my mom yelled "stop spacing out and help me with these boxes dude!" Panicking, "Ok, ok!" She lets out a huge sigh and pulls out a black suitcase, "Hm, I've never seen this suitcase …show more content…
"This is amazing!" I happily shouted, "let's see what this baby can do huh?" I have no idea what the glasses can do other than say my name and change the lens prescriptions to fit the wearer. Maybe it's an x-ray glasses or maybe a night-vision glasses. As I sit in my room thinking of what it could be, I caught a game case in the corner of my eye. I picked it up to see that it was a game about the American Revolution. I start to think out loud, "what if I can go to 1775 and experience the revolution myself?" *beep* Robotic voice, "1775. American Revolution. Destination Confirmed." The lens turned so bright that I had to close my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I wasn't in my room but inside a barn that is stinking animal wastes. "Where am I? Ugh, it smells." I walked outside to a town filled with people dressing in french and english styled clothing. "What is this? The 1700s?" Before I could mutter a word ahold guy said"It's 1775 boy! Why don't you put on some clothes?" I looked down and saw that I was completely naked. Maybe that's why all the women and children were looking at me funny. The old man toss me a shirt, trouser, a jacket, waistcoat, a pair of boots, and a hat. I looked exactly like a colonist soldier in 1775. The old man said "That was my nephew's old soldier uniform. You can have it if you want." I thanked him and left as fast as I could. I thought to myself, "what's going
In this essay I am going to discuss Wells' use of contrast in the Time
Joseph Campbell has a theory called The Hero’s Journey in where an individual is shown in a mundane world, called to an adventure, and goes on the adventure. In the adventure, the individual goes on the path of trials that consisting of making new friends, new mentors, new enemies, facing new challenges, gaining new skills, and new knowledge. When the individual comes back to their mundane world, they are the master of two worlds through their new experiences they've gained in the adventure. The Hero’s Journey has been repeated in literature and films through many years: two examples that have The Hero’s Journey are the films, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief.
Joseph Campbell is a leading mythology expert and philosopher who studied all myths from around the world and found the “Hero’s Journey,” a pattern or algorithm that appears in common in myth, religious ritual, and storytelling. The Hero’s Journey has three elements, separation, initiation and return. If I think about myself, coming to Hawaii by myself was a separation from my comfortable zone where I was surrounded by my supportive family. First time when I came here, I could not say anything and became quiet because I thought people would think I was a stupid and not understand me. I was afraid of how people think about my language skills. However, I tried to speak from myself, asked people to collect my mistakes, accepted what I cannot do
To play a role given to us, isn’t fun once we learn of it, however, breaking away pushes us further into the journey. The Hero's Journey, a repetitive process that seems to be in the basic natural structure of every human, and despite any efforts are often replicating it ourselves. Following the journey is simple and sometimes unavoidable. The whole journey is mapped out by Christopher Vogler's The Writer's Journey. Then seen in Dracula, Bedazzled, and Noah. Also, in a easier way Howl's Moving Castle and The Game.
I will forever owe a great debt of gratitude to my 5th grade science and math teacher, Mrs. Donna Lindley, for introducing me to the STEM world. Mrs. Lindley is a truly exceptional teacher who somehow managed to stimulated a desire for learning in the mind of a 10 year old boy who's primary goal in life was to pre-order the upcoming version of "Pokemon" to play on his Gameboy. Mrs. Lindley organized and supervised the St. Thomas Episcopal Grammar School's robotics team and made sure my older brother and I were involved with this extracurricular program. I began to build robots with Mrs. Lindley in the "Junior FIRST Lego League" (Jr. FLL) where small, computer programmable, robots were re-designed each year to accomplish new and different tasks.
Sea gulls bickered on the warm, morning breeze over head. The waves lulled the vessel boat to-and-fro as it skimmed through Blackwater Bay. The water sparkled like sapphires, clear and bright under the sun. From the bow of the boat, Alayna peered out towards the Narrow Sea. Beyond the bay, adventure called her like a siren song. She longed to explore the lands beyond Westeros. However, this voyage wouldn’t ferry her towards that dream. She’d continue to dream of that journey. The schooner wouldn’t be sailing beyond the bay.
Change is inevitable. Whether it be positive or negative, change is constantly happening. More than often change can take you from the known world and spit you into the unknown, where you return a changed person. While embarking on the journeys provoked by change, you are on a hero’s journeys. The hero’s journey was popularized by Joseph Campbell. When describing what prompts hero’s journeys, Joseph Campbell said,
It was the day we were leaving for Florida for a U16 soccer tournament in West Palm Beach, July 2nd to be precise. A drive to Florida from where we live takes around 18 hours. We finished supper at 5:30, completed packing, and were on the road at 6:30. We were traveling south on Interstate 83. Nothing much to see as we were driving down the highway. A few trees here and there, and a wide variety of fields that were thriving with crops.
My hands were sweating against the microphone in my hand, I could feel the anxiety throughout the air on the big stage. The only thing separating me, I mean us, from the large crowd filled with haters, supporters, and who knows what else; was the velvet red curtain that she knew in no time would disappear, revealing me and my friends to our fate.
Wells purposely uses a first person frame narration to leave a more profound impression upon the reader. The embedded narrator serves to connect with the readers in a way that the Time Traveller (TT) cannot, he distances readers from the TT and, by doing so leaves them sceptical of the ambiguous and fictional nature of the story. In the extract, the narrator reveals that the TT’s character cannot be understood easily, since he is not an average human but “one of those men who are too clever to be believed… [and] had more than a touch of whim among his elements” (Wells 11). It is disclosed that the TT’s motives could not be perceived by anyone, suggesting that perhaps he is not meant to be understood by anyone, be it the narrator himself or the readers.
In “A Scrap or Time and Other Stories”, Fink 's writings challenge this idea of restraints of moral behavior on critical situations, for example those who were either compelled or forced to go to Germany to do “charitable” labor for the Reich. The question really was, can they be judged by standards that overcome in these ceasefire societies? Fink tells individual stories in a modest way, in the sense that she seems to avoid using ordinary words. Instead, she uses images, symbols, and metaphors, especially those originating from nature to highlight these facts that allude to the overall picture of the short stories. This can be seen in the opening story, “A Scrap of Time, "The Garden That Floated Away," and "A Spring Morning." This very sense of symbolism and metaphors as well as the minute details throughout the stories as a whole aid in providing a coherent pieces that allows the reader to distinguish the fact that many of the stories are not only interrelated but written by the same author. In the stories, many of the people mentioned are influenced by two types of memory the flat one which records the predictable everyday events, and the jagged one which influences deeply into the unconscious layers of the mind. In “A Scrap of Time” this very essence of a flat memory that described the predictable was quite evident within the first couple of paragraphs, “I had left my house after eating a perfectly normal breakfast, at a table that was set in a normal way.” (pg. 4)
It was only just last year when I was 14 ½ when I was the first every scientist to actually build a real working T.M. (time machine), before everything went haywire. The reason why I built it is because to go back to one of the most devastating time in black history, Bloody Sunday. As I set the T.M. to 1972. But when I stepped in the T.M. the door looked me inside and the T.M. started smoking then all of a satin I zip through a time portal at 800 m.ph. then all of it just stopped boom! As I opened the door to the T.M. I just dropped to the ground in relief. All of a satin I heard voice and it said “do you need help getting
Billy Pilgrim travels through time. It is debatable if Billy Pilgrim can actually time travel or not. I think he can’t time travel, simply because time travel is not possible. Billy can see what no other human can see with their eyes.
My mother was moving physically through time to flee from me. I could not hold her
Progeria, an extremely rare disease caused by a slight genetic defect, victimizes every 1 in 4 million children. , (3). At the moment, there are twelve cases of Progeria in the US, and no more than one hundred have been reported around the world. While the child suffering from Progeria will appear to have no symptoms at birth, the tell tale signs of the fatal disease will begin to surface within a few months, (1). The common first symptom of a child who may be a Progerian is that the ends of their shoulder bones will be re-absorbed into their bodies. Soon, he or she will be underweight and undersize for his or her age. Hair loss and dental decay will follow. The disease slowly eliminates body fat. Eventually the