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would take care of all their kinds the when they got home take care of them. She would have over 20 people in her house and she would get up and cook of all of us. When the first time she got sick she went to the hospital and that would be the first of many days. My grandmother is an inspiration to me.She did everything she could t help and needy soul. She once brought a dog into her house to help it back on its feet, and even helped it give birth. She would let any and everybody stay in her home as long

After looking at the scenery going on, I think that the placement and size of the rock is proportioned that way as a sign of it being significant. The way I see it, the monument plays an important role when it comes down to determining why there are so many things going on at once in the painting. With the comparison of the details of the hard working people to the broken rock, half built building, and the smoke, I will establish the reasons of why this picture shows both destruction and loyalty- and

When you are trying to describe or represent an abstract idea, it is hard to explain it through the written word and language. While words are more concrete, the left half of the brain, which processes language, doesn’t develop as early as our right, the center for sensory information. At our core we understand visual form over language, so a visual depiction of something that is enigmatic and abstract, such as Ferment by Roxy Paine, will be more easily understood, rather than if the concept was

wavy-headed, African American boy from small town Reynolds, Ga, but in the “spiritual ram” or in other words a deeper aspect I was a new being. The old habits and feelings I had was a thing of the past. I understood who I was as Alrecus Ford. Being around so many things and people it is very possible to lose ourselves. I was

Sitting at my corner desk wrapping up yet another conference call with a prominent energy company at the number one Inbound Marketing agency in America, I swipe the tears from my eyes before anyone else can see. I don’t want this life anymore. I shuttered as I finally verbalized what had been building up the past few years but I was always too afraid or embarrassed to say - ‘The career I worked so hard for was the biggest regret of my life.’ My immediate thought is I cannot wait to get home and wash

I was always scared. My heart would pound and I never prepared for the worse, yet it always came to that. I was only a little girl, and I didn’t deserve this at all, but I still let her walk all over me. Everytime she said or did something that hurt me, I tried even harder to impress her with different and exciting ways, instead of standing up for myself. This was my life around my best friend, until recently. I’m getting ahead of myself, so let me rewind a little bit. Around age three I met this

Principle Bedette, fellow teachers, parents, friends and family, and most especially you – the graduating class of 2017. A few of you might read the news from time to time. It's a tough business speaking at graduation. When the Vice President spoke this year at Notre Dame University, students walked out on him. A couple weeks ago in California, students protested the Dalai Lama when he came to speak. These are famous people. The students here at Newfane Senior High decided to play it safe and invite

I frantically piled sand on top of sand. I was trying to build my dream sandcastle independently, without anyone’s help. The moist, dark sand kept falling apart though, I gave up. With the bow in my hair and swimsuit full of sand, I ran over to my Dad. “Daddy, my sand castle keeps falling down. Can you help me?” My Dad, with a broad smile on his face, scooped me into his big, loving arms. He walked over with me in his arms to a smooth spot of sand, and together we built a fascinating sand castle

Teana Trumpler “Comfort Provided by Room 208” I’m sitting in a room belonging solely to myself. The walls are white as snow and the room is filled with the elegant sound of absolutely nothing. The thermostat as low as it can go filling the room with cool air. The floors as cold as frozen windows on a freezing winter day piercing my body with desired chiles. In a room filled with my creative projects and spectacular assets I’m welcomed with authentic comfort and satisfaction. My boots in the middle

reading a book that includes those explicit things, at school, doesn’t mean they won’t go and read it at home, or at a friends house. Schools, and public libraries, have been trying to ban certain books with, what they see as, inappropriate content for many years now. Everyone has a different opinion on what is appropriate and what is not. Kids going to public schools are going to hear, and learn, explicit language, see violence, and probably even see people doing sexual things, or at least hear about