Debra Hill

Long Day’s Journey into Night Long Day’s Journey into Night, written by Eugene O’neill, is a play about a tragic, gloomy day in the lives of the Tyrones’. With O’neill’s use of elements such as diction, syntax, selection of details and method of organization, he is able to create such an accurate play, depicting a situation similar to his own, filled with gloominess and alcohol. As for the narrator of the play, there really isn’t one, but it is shown that Edmund Tyrone in the play reflects O’neill

Snaking its way through the dense underbrush, the long procession of horsemen ducked and weaved through drooping limbs and protruding branches. Dathon grew increasingly frustrated as the infernal woods went on and on, stretching east for miles in clumps so dense he lost sight of almost everyone around him. But much to his amazement and relief the woods now thinned out, replaced by dry brush covered hillocks that heralded the beginning the Jagged Lands, a series of knife-like limestone ridges that

Jane Studdock has presented the overall theme of time, memory, and transformation throughout the novel. The timing of her dreams and visions constantly showcase events that seem to always take place in the past or near future. It presents to us that the past, and even future, is always out of reach and how “...time is more important than we thought.” (279). Timing can prevent and or shape different outcomes if computed just right. Yet, Jane displays an absence of the regulation of time for she cannot

The fog hangs low. It’s 7:00A.M., time for work. Exhausted, I climb into my car, careful not to venture into the thick, white, fog, as it is still clinging to the ground. I turn on my headlights, and slowly, make my way to Mcleston Elementary. I reach my school and enter it brace myself for a long day at work. As I prepare myself for the lesson I notice a yellowed, aged, slip of yellow, frayed, paper wedged in between the thick, history textbooks. I pick it up to read it. Suddenly, a hot burst of

Knowledge exists in various forms. A person can gain knowledge simply by watching someone’s actions. For example, witnessing a powerless person getting help, the witness learns the importance of aiding people, which is one's ability to think for oneself and others; thus, it is true power. In fact, in One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey, the use of hands shows one’s ability to think and act for oneself and others as Chief Bromden can put his thoughts, and thus his resistance, into action

One cold wet afternoon in early November, the fog was so thick I felt a though I could reach out and grab it. It had been bright sunshine when we walked into that forest. Or should I say when we were chased into it. Earlier that morning it felt as though it would be just another ordinary Saturday. The birds were singing, the tractors were ploughing, but little did I know that at that point, this was no regular day for what was to come on the sunny day was very irregular indeed. Later on I decided

that are in magazines, and the pop stars that create hip and modern music videos, one could be under the impression that to be beautiful you must thin. Actresses such as Jennifer Aniston, Sarah Michelle Gheller, Clarista Flockheart, Courtney Cox and Debra Messing all have staring roles in their own television shows and are all extremely thin. The audiences of these shows being mostly women and adolescent girls, what kind of message about body image are they sending out?   The stars of Hollywood

Gravity hills allow all types of objects to travel uphill. What are they? How do they work? If you park your car at the bottom of these roads, then place it in neutral, your car will begin to travel upward. The same process works for water, tennis balls, pop cans or basically anything. Gravity hills seem like a dream come true, but this is all just smoke and mirrors, an optical illusion. The discoveries of these hills happened very gradually. There was no specific time or place. Every hill has their

“Well, clean up and get ready for bed” She replied, washing vegetables in the basin and lighting a fire under the soup. After hearing that scream come from the house on the hill, Al was too scared to venture far for quite a while. He would however, often pear into the distance and try to see the house, perched atop that hill. All this was when Al was only 8 years old. Now, being 13 and in seventh grade, he got brave enough to wander over near to that house again. This time, it was different. The

Living in Colorado means that skiing and snowboarding is a big part of their culture, especially since we are lucky enough to live so close to the Rocky Mountains. Surprisingly enough, I never had the opportunity to snowboard or ski in my entire life. I did not have the chance since I was raised in a Peruvian household that was never formally introduced to any snow activities. Peru does not get much snow which exempts their culture from activities such as skiing and snowboarding. When I was searching