Forget-me-not

and great grandma. I was always entertained and learning. My family taught me how to write in cursive and how to count, but they also taught me life lessons that I will never forget. My great uncle, Paul, taught me righty tighty, lefty loosey and how to tell a good joke. Uncle Paul also taught me that drowning your sorrows with prescription pills is just as lethal as any illegal drug. My great grandma, Bobby, taught me the importance of telling others that I love them. Every night before I went

There is much about this place I want to forget if I ever make it out. I want to forget how they forced additional consciousnesses into my head. I want to forget how they've stripped me of my name and given me a number instead. There is much I want to forget about this place, but there is one thing, one person I want to have to remember. Her name was Rebecca, she stood at 37 inches tall. 93.98 centimetres. She was the size of a four-year-old. Her hair was a curly golden blonde, and her

There is much about this cinderblock building I want to forget if I ever make it out. I want to forget how they shoved additional consciousnesses into my head, I want to forget how they've stripped me of my name and given me a number instead. There is much I want to forget about this place, but there is one person, one child I want to need to remember. Rebecca was her name, she stood at 37 inches tall, 93.98 centimetres, the size of a four-year-old. Her hair was a curly gold, and her eyes a beautiful

aquariums.”I will never forget my trip to the aquarium.” This shows how much they enjoyed going to the aquarium and says they will never forget it. In the story the kid hates aquariums. From the next is says “But something about the idea of spending the day looking at giant tanks filled with slimy creatures and fish did not excite me.” This part of the next obviously shows that he does not enjoy Aquariums. But then says “I knew I had to go; plus, my parents had always told me to learn about new things

and talk but not learn to fly As the humans totally forget their traits to love another guy I lost my way to Venus for Springs I feel pity for the boy who chopped my wings He has no money to buy me a cage. Afraid of me fly away from his stage He loves me as much as his cat hates me He feeds me the food I never ate before Ooh ooh Ooh Ooh aah Aah Aah Aah I am a parrot who learned to swim and talk but don’t know to fly As the humans totally forget their traits to love another guy The pet owners assume

Neruda seems a very passionate person as displayed in the two poems analysed; ‘If you forget me” and ‘Your laughter’. What I think of this Person I believe that Pablo Neruda led an extraordinary life. Neruda would’ve had an interesting life, experiencing different ways of life through being a consul and writing poetry to share his experiences

things happen, suffering is surrounded by the hustle and bustle of life, and when bad things happen others never forget. In the poem, Musee des Beaux Arts” the first message is, when bad things happen, people tend to look the other way. For example, even in the most beautiful places suffering happens. You might not notice it if you are there to see the beautiful sight. The quote that reminds me of

Forgiveness… Forgiving… What do they mean? Does it mean to forgive but not forget? Does it mean to forgive the aggressor so you're no longer a victim? Depending on what you think the powerful word of forgiving means, you may forgive the wrong person and only hurt yourself. I believe that you should forgive the aggressor, the despicable individual that did whatever it is that makes you suffer physically or mentally. But not forget the outrage of hell that person has put you through in the past. Personally

once told me “Apologizing to someone may not do anything to that person; you have to apologize physically to help them out because speaking to him will just go in through one ear and out the other.” Personally, I suppose that actions speak louder than words due to experiences in my life. In particular, one day I was in a soccer game, and I was the goalkeeper. Meanwhile, the game proceeded and then there was a free kick; the opponent was approaching the ball to shoot it at me, but he

forgetful person. The word I choose was "forgetful" because I always forget to do things. Not only do I forget little, unimportant things, but I also forget tasks such as signing up for the ACT, bringing money to places I need it, doing my homework, and cleaning my room. Another thing I forget to do is to pay attention in class, which usually leads to me daydreaming too much. Wearing the letter had no effect on how I felt. Many people asked me what the letter stood for and I would tell them "forgetful,"